[hp] Pride and Prejudice

It is good to read more books.

Ola said so.

When the head of Slytherin grabbed the poor savior and asked him questions, he couldn't answer any of them.

Draco laughed without hesitation: "He has nothing but fame."

"Draco Malfoy, ten points will be deducted from me." Ola imitated the dean's voice and dragged out, "And Pansy, if you didn't remind me not to add porcupine quills, I would almost have to be sent to the medical wing. Longbottom is the same."

Pansy said unconvinced: "Who knew you would be like that Gryffindor squib."

They started rowding again.

The dean's snake-like eyes suddenly climbed towards them, and they immediately fell silent in fright. Finally, Dean Snape's gaze rested on Ola.

"Miss Egil, you come to answer the question that Mr. Potter didn't answer." He made things difficult.

Ola recalled: "Well, the water of life and death, in the stomach of a cow, there is also aconitum collectively."

"Excellent answer, why don't you take it down?" said Head Snape. "And, ten points for Slytheringa."

Ola breathed a sigh of relief.

The group of them dared not speak again.

After class, Draco began to complain to her in the corridor: "If you want me to say, Longbottom is not suitable for learning magic at all, he should be sent home before he burns holes in other people's shoes .You're right, Ola?"

Draco's voice was so loud that it could be heard from almost half the corridor.

Ola sneered, thinking of Longbottom's stupid look.

When the savior and others heard what he said, they all stared at Ola, as if they were sure what she would say.

"Why are you staring at me?" Aura said fulfilling her wish, "Longbottom has no talent, but he is just a little better than a Squib, so you think you can learn magic?"

She wouldn't lie because she cared about other people's feelings.

After that, Weasley looked like he was coming to punch her at any time.

His red-haired angry face was almost the same color as his head: "You are just like your brother, you can only pretend to be a good guy and do some nasty hook-ups behind your back! You Slytherins don't have a good thing!"

It seems that what Allen gave is effective.

But you trolls!How dare you insult the academy of the greatest wizard!

Theodore also immediately sneered: "None of you Gryffindors have brains."

"A person's parentage doesn't determine everything, Nott." Granger, who came from nowhere, said holding a book.

Pan Xi frowned: "It's such a sloppy remark, I hate it even after hearing it."

"I really want to ask you, why is the Potions class not as proud as before? It seems that there will always be a sober professor who will not buy your account." Draco echoed.

The red hair backed her up: "This kind of person who discriminates against students is not worthy of being a professor at all."

Granger looked better.

Ola snorted: "Go back to your weasel den, Weasley!"

She would not deal with such a person.

"Ha!" The redhead was proud now, "At least we live in the tower, unlike you who stay in the bottom snake den!"

Damn Weasley!Is it she who wants to live underground?

At this time, the savior frowned and advised, "Stop quarreling with this kind of person, Ron, let's go to the auditorium."

Potter was also holding a large pile of books, his emerald green eyes refused to look over in disgust, as if they were some kind of rubbish.He tugged on Weasley's sleeve and walked towards the auditorium.

Ola's heart immediately burst into flames.

Potter couldn't have said anything better than Granger in those classes, and he wasn't even as good as her in Potions!What qualifications do you have to say that she is that kind of person?

She wants Potter to look good!

Granger also saw that he was weak, and hurried to the auditorium.

Theodore said in a deep voice: "She does have the capital of arrogance, whoever taught us that our grades are not as good as hers?"

"Are you on her side?" Draco kept fighting with Theodore. "If you like her so much, you can marry her."

Ola didn't speak. She felt that Granger's existence touched Theodore's pride. After all, Theodore was the smartest among them since he was a child.

Theodore said: "I just feel sad for you, you can't even compare to a bitch, and you look like nothing."

"Stop talking about Theodore!" Pansy warned.

Theodore and the silent Draco continued: "If you don't even have the ability to face Granger squarely, it will be difficult for me to communicate with you."

"She hurt your self-esteem, you compete with him." Pan Xi said sternly, "Why involve us? We don't care about the so-called ranking like you do."

Draco remained silent, and his proud platinum head did not lift.

Sometimes, Ola really hates Theodore's self-righteous look.

"Stop arguing, didn't you notice? We quarreled as soon as we came to Hogwarts." She said, "Isn't it just a moron, I'll let you see it then, and we'll review it when we go back."

Ola doesn't want her friends to quarrel at all. Sometimes the more quarreling, the more hurtful the relationship will be.

She would rather they had a fight.

Theodore didn't speak, just walked past them.

Of course he relented later.

Draco returned to normal, but still looked unhappy.

Until I took flying lessons.

She looked at Draco childishly showing off his crystal ball in the sky!Oh, how could her friend Draco always have such a childish side?

"Where do I leave them for him to pick up? - how about in a tree?" Draco drawled.

Ola smiled face-saving.

Pansy agreed: "Good idea, he will definitely stand under the tree and cry and dare not go up."

A female voice named Parvati in Gryffindor yelled at her: "Shut up, Parkinson."

Pansy is not a character who suffers: "You actually like Longbottom? That little tearbag who loves to cry?"

"I didn't expect that," Ola also made things difficult for her, "Your hobbies are also quite special."

They laughed deliberately and exaggeratedly in a tacit understanding.

The Gryffindor girl was flushed and angry.

But not many people noticed, because Draco flew too high—for these mixed-race and hemp-blooded children, but Ola did not expect that the savior who grew up in the Muggle world would fly in spite of Granger's obstruction. He flew up, ah, he flew pretty well.

Ola looked up at the sky, she couldn't hear what Draco and Potter were saying, but she could see Draco proudly holding the memory ball and looking at her.

I just hope the savior doesn't lose too badly.

Unexpectedly, Potter is still somewhat talented. The two of them circled around on it, and then Potter ran over with lightning speed. She was very excited and decided to go up and compete with them Down!

Ola grabbed the broom, "I'm going up too."

Although she doesn't like sports very much, she still has a good flying talent.

Pansy and Theodore hurried over to stop her.

"Just stay here for me." Pansy dragged her along.

Their strength is indeed great, at least Ola kept backing away.

Theodore said to her: "Forget it, just knock Potter off the broom with your madness, and we're going to die together."

"I'm very measured..."

Pansy interrupted: "You didn't."

They both made up their minds not to let her touch the broom.Even though she had pretended to be away from the broom, she was dragged back by them, getting farther and farther away from the broom.

Ola had to look up at them.

Draco achieved his goal of showing off, and threw the memory ball violently, Potter followed the trajectory of the memory ball and rushed out, while Draco fell steadily to the ground.

"See, I'm amazing." Draco boasted to himself.

Ora didn't pay attention to him at all, because Potter's beautiful dive in the air completely caught her eye.

Potter held the memory ball thrown by Draco, and it landed on the ground safely.

Ola sighed: "Merlin, look at Potter, it's amazing."

If only he were Slytherin.

But he was a Gryffindor, and when Ola joined the school team in her second year, she would definitely beat Potter to his knees.

Draco's angrily pale face showed a thin layer of red: "I mean I'm very powerful."

"But he is a natural seeker." Ola continued to analyze objectively.

Draco was about to die of anger: "I'm a natural Seeker!"

Come on, with Draco's two strokes, Ola was convinced that he was a natural Seeker.

Professor McGonagall hurried over: "Harry Potter!"

At this moment, all the noisy first graders shut up, and Draco stopped talking.Pansy and Ola looked at each other, and the tacit understanding for many years pointed to one thing——

He's going to be fired!

Ola's body was sideways, blocking Draco who was behind him.

Forget it, Draco was naive sometimes, but she and Draco were friends.

It is a chance to become friends with the savior who I have heard since I was a child, and the best friend I want to maintain. She and Draco have been playing together since childhood!

But Professor McGonagall ignored him: "Stop talking, Mr. Weasley, Potter, come with me."

"Go home, Potter." Draco mocked viciously.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was not Dean Snape, otherwise the dean would have wanted Potter to pack his bags and leave.

"They won't let the savior really go away." Ora muttered.

Draco smiled: "Whatever, he was taken away anyway, I didn't, so I'm still better than him."

With the lessons learned from the savior, no one dares to pay attention to these brooms.Chatting in twos and threes, the stupid lions of Gryffindor worried about their savior, and Redhead and Granger regretted not stopping him.

Draco taunted the Gryffindors from time to time, anyway, the group of six looked complacent.

"Why is Potter still sitting there?" Ola wondered.

Could it be that the name of the savior is so special?

Potter and Weasley sat at the long Gryffindor table, and instead of worrying about being expelled, the two were a little excited.

Draco said to her, "Ha, it must be their last meal at Hogwarts, let's go, let's say goodbye to him."

Ola nodded curiously.

"Did your last supper be good, Potter?" She stood proudly beside Draco.

Draco couldn't wait: "When will you take the train to the Muggles?"

Weasley frowned: "Oh - go back to you, Malfoy and Egil!"

"It's more courageous to have someone with you on the ground, isn't it," Potter drew out in imitation of Draco, "Malfoy?"

Oh, looks like what happened to Draco and him aloft.

Draco branded the ruthless words: "I can compete with you one-on-one at any time."

"If you have no objection, it's tonight. A duel between wizards, just use wands, no contact—" Draco said arrogantly in his own voice, "You haven't heard of the duel between wizards." Let's fight."

Weasley preempted: "Of course he knows!"

"I'm his assistant," Weasley's eyes fell to Ola. "Where's your assistant?"

Ola raised her head: "You can't see such a big man? I'm his assistant. You're dead, Weasley."

"How about midnight? The prize room there never locks the door." Draco said.

After making an appointment with Potter and his party, they returned to the Slytherin long table.

Ola asked him: "You don't really want to fight Potter, do you?"

"Of course not." Draco said decisively, "I'm going to tell Filch later that someone is going to the prize room tonight."

She swallowed her words of encouragement for Draco.

She was going to say that even if the wand couldn't cast the spell, she would have knocked Weasley off with her fist.

"You don't really think I'm going, do you?" Draco wondered, "You and Allen are brother and sister, so it's not inherited?"

Aura hurriedly said, "Of course not."

I really can't imagine that Draco could think of such an interesting trick. I didn't expect that because of Alan's influence, he became smarter and smarter. Draco never thought of these before.

"You're insidious," Ola boasted. "Don't worry, I'm praising you."

Draco glanced at her: "If you really praise me, you can use Draco, you are so handsome! Draco, you are so good! Draco, you are so good!"

She cupped her face and made star eyes: "Draco, you are too short! You are too childish!"

"Shut up!" he interrupted.

It would be nice if Draco actually went to the duel.

Ola looked at the dark green ribbon, she really wanted to go to Potter and his party to beg for mercy.

and many more.

She just needs to stay away from the prize showroom and hide anywhere on the fourth floor, isn't it all right?

Ola sat up excitedly.

She quickly changed her clothes and ran to the lounge.

In the lounge, oh Merlin's beard!Draco was still awake so late.

Draco looked at her: "Ola, why don't you rest at this late hour?"

"I want to go out for a night tour," Ola advised him. "You see, Filch must be waiting for them in the prize showroom on the fourth floor. There must be no one else. Let's go out for a night tour."

He immediately closed the open book: "Let's go."

But after the two went out, Draco gradually changed his expression when he saw Ola's actions and expectant eyes about going to the fourth floor from time to time: "You don't want to go to the prize showroom, do you?"

"Why not, aren't you curious?" Ola asked.

She bewitched: "Isn't the corridor on the right forbidden to enter? Then Filch wouldn't think of where to go."

"Anyway, no, I won't go." Draco waved his hand and refused.

Ola stepped on her little leather shoes: "I'll go by myself."

"What's wrong with you?"

She didn't listen, and continued to walk up the road willfully.

Finally, there was a sound of footsteps behind him: "Is there something wrong with you?"

"I knew Draco would come up." Ola laughed, "Because you don't want to part with me."

Draco blushed suddenly: "Who, who said he couldn't bear it?"

We're almost on the fourth floor.

She didn't speak, and walked with Draco tremblingly for a while, when there was a sudden sound of chaotic running behind.Several Gryffindor figures appeared not far away, with panicked expressions.

Ola glanced hurriedly, oh, so many people were brought to the savior duel.

Wait, doesn't that mean Filch is here too! !

She and Draco looked at each other and ran quickly.

Potter was still behind him, "Egil, Malfoy, why are you here?"

"Shut up!" Aura whispered.

"You brought Filch here on purpose?" Draco yelled.

Granger warned: "You all keep your voices down."

At this time, she saw a door not far away, and cast a spell directly: "Alohomra!"

The door opened immediately, and the five little heads were all crowded behind the door. Everyone didn't want to miss what happened outside, so they found a gap to listen to the movement outside.

Filch actually quarreled with Peeves.

Ola almost died laughing.

Weasley breathed a sigh of relief: "They seem to be gone."

Draco started poking her frantically, "Ola!"

"Why?" She looked back impatiently.

oh!Merlin's beard!The three vicious dogs with their heads almost on the ceiling at the back, their three pairs of eyes fixed on these little heads, and their sticky saliva was about to fall to the ground.

"My Merlin!—"

Everyone screamed in unison and walked to different lounges.

The next day, Ola was outraged.

Her first night excursion turned out to be such a frightening ending.

After rejecting the savior's invitation to explore the three vicious dogs at the long table in the morning, and humiliating him a lot.

Ola is still angry.

Charms, which she is best at.

Aura nudged Draco with her elbow: "Hey, I learned a new spell, do you want to see it? It's definitely more interesting than the Levitation spell."

In a group of four, all four pairs of eyes looked at her.

Ola cleared her throat.

She pointed her wand at the Savior: "Keep your mouth shut."

Pansy looked at Potter: "Honey, did your spell fail? It doesn't seem to have changed."

"Can you do it?" Draco scoffed.

But the next second, Potter, squeezed between Gryffindors, stopped waving his wand.

He was practicing the spell very hard, but he didn't know what happened, and suddenly his eyes widened in horror.He paused, then flicked his wand vigorously, keeping his mouth shut.

Theodore was surprised: "Merlin, you shut his mouth."

"Of course." Ola said proudly, "The book my brother recommended to me, the one in "Curses and Anti-Curses", is absolutely useful."

The four of them suppressed their laughter, stopped what they were doing, and stared intently at Potter opposite.

Weasley next to him noticed something strange, just when they thought Weasley was going to report to the professor, he looked at Potter with disapproval and said.

"Harry, I don't recommend you practice silent spells right now." He shook his head.

Hearing this, Draco couldn't help laughing.

"God, how did he think of it." Theodore also said with a smile.

Both Draco and Pansy fell on Ola's shoulders from left to right, laughing. Such a big movement certainly caught Potter's attention.

Potter turned his head angrily. Although he couldn't make a sound, he tried his best to express the meaning of "did you do something wrong" with his eyes.

Ola raised her head proudly and mouthed: "That's right."

knowledge is power.

It is the savior who is not as skilled as others.