I'm Draco Malfoy

Tom got up relatively early. It is normal for the head of the first grade to lead everyone. It is mentally handicapped for the head of the senior year to lead everyone. Draco turned over calmly and continued to sleep.

Perhaps because he was not used to the small space on the bed, Draco was still a little dizzy when he rushed to the restaurant. Crabbe and Goyle had already reserved a seat for him and Blaise, but Draco's seat was on the right It was Astoria Greengrass.

Of course, Draco was no stranger to him, with long eyelashes, blonde curly hair, the Greengrass logo, and a very childlike appearance. Draco had always disliked this kind of innocence, very much.

Fortunately, before they reached their positions, Tom signaled Astoria to give up his position in a very domineering manner. He had already eaten, but that didn't prevent him from changing positions. As the first-year chief, he was so self-willed.

Astoria obediently gave way and looked at Draco with resentful eyes.

Draco, who was indifferent and didn't like this style, didn't say anything, and she finally went to find Daphne with some embarrassment.

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"...I won't be surprised if they fire you after stealing the car. Let's see what I do with you. You probably never thought about how your father and I felt when we found out that the car was gone. ..." The loud noise filled the auditorium, and Draco woke up with a jolt.

Regarding what happened to Ron, he and Blaise said: We are happy to hear and see.

The first was herbalism, which the Slytherins took with the Gryffindors.

Draco didn't like this class much, to be precise, he was always not interested in hard, tired and dirty classes - except Potions, especially after meeting the idiot Lockhart, thankfully Yes, Lockhart was only interested in the Savior.When the class was over, only Draco and Blaise were still clean, Draco's work was all assigned to Blaise, and the whole class Draco just stood there pretending to study the appearance of the mandrake .As for Blaise, he is not only very good at magical animals, but also very good at these seemingly living plants.

As for Defense Against the Dark Arts, it was hard for Draco to tell now whether he liked Quirrell's garlicky lessons more or Lockhart's bragging throughout.

"Why didn't Professor Snape come?" Blaise couldn't help complaining while flipping through the book at a speed of ten pages per second.

"It must be for his safety." Draco smiled lightly. The Dark Lord's curse on this class is well known to all Slytherins. Quirrell died in the first year, and he sincerely wishes this class There can be another murder in class - after seeing the test paper issued by Lockhart.

What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color? White, after all, you lack brains.

What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition? To run for the world's most handsome wizard?

What do you consider Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date? Probably how he's still alive, so mentally handicapped.Draco complained silently in his heart.

The last question is: When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday? What would his ideal birthday present be? Draco gave up struggling completely. It's time to trick Tom into giving up this unreliable class together.

Half an hour later, Lockhart took the test papers and turned them over in front of the class.

"Tsk tsk - hardly anyone scored, except for Miss Hermione in Ravenclaw, who knew my secret ambition was to rid the world of evil, as well as sell my own line of hair conditioners - good girl! Actually one" he Turned her paper over, "[-] points! Where's Miss Hermione Granger"

Hermione held up a trembling hand. "Excellent!" laughed Lockhart. "Excellent! Fifty points for Ravenclaw! Now, on to the subject..." He bent down and lifted a large, cloth-covered cage from behind the podium , put it on the table.

Draco didn't listen to what he was rambling about next, he was seriously regretting why he didn't ask the system what the answer was just now?Fifty cents, you idiot!

The elves in the classroom flew around like rockets, and some of them rushed out of the window. The Slytherins rushed out of the classroom at lightning speed. It is hard to say that they were not prepared for such a fast speed. Lian De Depor and Brees are no exception.After all, Granger would end it for him, and Draco even thought that the bigger the trouble, the better, so that it would be convenient for him to ask for leave.

In the past few days, students of different grades and different colleges have experienced Lockhart's "charm". Draco felt that if the twin brothers launched the quick-acting skipping class sugar at this time, the popularity would not be inferior to that of Umbridge.

Snape was staring at the three brats opposite him in his office now, and he felt that Draco had become increasingly incomprehensible, and it had never happened in the history of Hogwarts that a class just started However, since he didn't like Lockhart's flower peacock (mainly because of Tom), after spraying some venom to make them not be proud, if they can't get full marks in the final exam, they will take summer tuition and so on. Very tactfully agreed to this request.

"Marcus Flint said that the Quidditch team is still lacking. Let's see who will make up for it?" Professor Snape used a questioning tone, but all three of them heard that if they couldn't make up for the leave, they would be fine. Don't think about the tone.

Draco and Tom took a step back at the same time, and Blaise looked back wondering, he remembered that Draco used to like Quidditch.

"I'm still a kid." From Tom, First Years are not allowed on the Quidditch team without exception.

"I've been, ahem... relatively weak recently." For the first time, Draco was sincerely grateful for his pale complexion, no, it looked like he was sick.

"Okay, that's Mr. Zabini, tomorrow is your first training session, don't forget. Now, get out of my office immediately." Professor Snape hurried away, before the three of them had time to react. standing outside the door.

"Come on, we all believe in you." Draco said sincerely.

"Well, yes." Tom said sincerely.

But I don’t believe in myself, Blaise is depressed, let him fight with Porter, he will win, and even let Porter have a hand, but counting flying, forgive him, I have no interest in this life or previous life.

The weather is really nice today, very suitable for Quidditch training.

"The Quidditch stadium is very lively today." Draco saw the gold and red Gryffindor Quidditch uniforms above him from a long distance away.

"Marcus has an approval note from the professor." Blaise looked regretful. Obviously, he prefers to use force to resolve this matter.

Before entering the center of the arena, Wood came up angrily, but, unfortunately, not whoever is more angry can train. After showing Professor Snape's approval, even Gryffindor Most are speechless.

Gryffindors are more curious about Slytherin's new batsman, Blaise. Originally, Blaise was asked to be the Seeker. Compared with the size of other players, Blaise seemed to be more suitable for the Seeker's conditions, but after he showed his extremely accurate aim and matching strength, Marcus decisively changed his choice.

At this moment, Blaise was walking forward, and looked up and down at Potter with a certain height difference, which attracted a burst of laughter from the Slytherins and whistled.Draco raised his forehead. He had never seen Blaise's childish side. Sure enough, exercising can slightly change a person's personality.

Harry didn't react yet. To be honest, he didn't have much contact with Blaise when he was in Malfoy Manor, but he didn't expect this to happen. For a moment, Draco looked at Blaise with a smirk on his face. Dazed, he thought, they are already friends?

The platinum boy's smile hurt some people's hearts, but Harry's eyes also hurt some people's hearts, for example - Ginny Weasley.As a loyal fan of Harry, she had been watching Harry's training just now, and she couldn't help it when she saw Harry don't laugh at her, but by some strange coincidence, the spell she issued was in the direction of Draco .

Blaise had thought that Gryffindor would not be able to resist attacking him, but he never thought that it would be in the direction of Draco. The rebound spell he issued missed the attack. Fortunately, Draco Coe wasn't Wu Xia Amon anymore, and a precise rebound spell made Weasley the target of the attack.

Ron didn't have such good luck and strength. The slugs he spit out at this moment successfully made Slytherin burst into laughter.

"Gryffindor deducted [-] points for attacking classmates, and Zabini and Malfoy went to polish the silverware in the prize showroom," said Professor Snape, who came rolling in a black robe. "Weasley and Potter are going to help Professor Lockhart reply to his admirers." The black robe rolled away again, leaving the little wizards looking at each other.

Logically speaking, today should be the day when Potter heard the signal that the basilisk wanted to kill, but now there is no other diary to drive the basilisk. Draco suddenly thought of Nagini who had not been seen and the inexplicable disappearance Guan Mian, a dark cloud could not help but float in his heart.Professor Snape was so eager to get Blaise and himself into the game, let's see what came.

Sports can always dispel the haze to a certain extent. To be honest, the training after Gryffindor left was quite smooth. Draco never realized that Bryce was actually quite talented in Quidditch, and the cooperation with other players They also have a tacit understanding. The only bad thing is Galen who was squeezed out to be a Seeker, but Marcus is already very satisfied. Not everyone in Gryffindor is Potter, is it?

In the evening, Professor Snape probably forgot to say that magic cannot be used, and Draco and Blaise, who cleaned all the trophies with magic in seconds, were a little bored.

Then let's go back like this, Draco and Blaise decided after meeting their eyes, today's punishment is too abrupt, and it doesn't match Professor Snape's usual temperament of protecting his weaknesses, which caused a strange feeling in the hearts of the two of them .

Alarm bells rang in Draco's mind as he walked to the door of the Slytherin lounge.

"System, would you like to explain why I can understand what the basilisk said?"