HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

Merlin, that turned out to be me without clothes!

Draco screamed like a mandrake in his heart, this is not real this is not real, my waist is clearly thinner!The skin is more smooth and tender!Hair is more Malfoy!Damn Dumbledore, I'm going to file a complaint for violating Malfoy's portrait rights and not making him pretty enough... um... and nude!

"That damned Scarhead saw Malfoy's naked body!" Draco couldn't help but yelled out.

"What's wrong with Malfoy's naked body?" Obviously the decibel was a little too loud, blasting out the head Slytherin who was communicating with his new tongs, who stared at him with a gloomy look.

"Malfoy's nudes...it's pretty good..." Draco said with some flinching from Malfoy, who was taken aback by his headmaster, and quickly put the gashapon in his hand into the pocket of his robe.

Snape naturally noticed the little viper's movements, and he snorted, "Mr Malfoy, since you are not so stupid in Potions, I give you more preference among the students, but obviously, and Potter's too much contact has caused you to get some bad habits. I hope you don't continue. Once the bad habits of the lion are infected, it is not so easy to get rid of them. Because your beautiful little head is not too beautiful Take this matter seriously, and I need to remind you again."

"Yes, Professor." Draco replied cautiously, swallowing.

Saying goodbye to his headmaster, Slytherin's platinum snake quickly returned to his dormitory, flung the door and hid in his big bed, took out his things, thought for a while and then pulled the curtain, and cast a A spell that does not bother people.

A pair of gray eyes stared closely at the gashapon in his hand. It was a beautiful gashapon with a light golden texture. There was a soft cushion inside. A naked self sat inside with legs bent, platinum gold The hair was naturally scattered on the forehead, the eyes were gently closed as if in deep sleep, and the small white wings on the back trembled slightly.

It turned out that he looked like this without clothes, Draco blushed a little, and finally hummed in his heart, of course it was because Malfoy was always beautiful.

Draco poked the cheek of the Draco doll curiously. He smiled softly, and began to study the naked Draco doll carefully. In the end, he concluded that he was smarter and more beautiful, and lost interest in the doll. Draco was lying on the big bed, and when he was about to fall asleep, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Wait, if there is a naked doll of yourself in the gashapon machine, does that mean...

"Potter!" Draco yelled, his voice was really loud, startled Goyle who was sneaking into the dormitory with a sandwich in his mouth, closed his eyes and shouted: "I'm sorry, Draco, I You shouldn't be sneaking sandwiches into the bedroom to eat again!"

He didn't hear the reprimand for a while, and Goyle secretly opened a crack, and the curtains on Draco's bed didn't move. How to talk in your sleep, but when you say it, it is definitely related to Potter, such as "Damn Scarhead", "Bastard Stinky Lion", "I will definitely beat you" and so on.

Looking at the dirty sandwiches on the ground, Gore picked them up and threw them into the trash can with heartache, then took out a new one from his pocket, and was about to put it in his mouth when the silver-green curtain was pulled open with a "squeak". A frowning little poisonous snake shouted at him: "Gol, get out and eat!"

The sandwich fell on the leather shoe again, and Gore stared blankly at the sandwich, feeling the urge to cry.

In the middle of the night, when even Gryffindor's favorite nighttime savior washed his feet and went to sleep, there was a negligible noise in the cellar. A foot wearing a goose-yellow cotton slipper stretched out and then retracted. Hyde Squatting slightly on the branch, he yawned and watched the movement that lasted for a few minutes.

Then, a hand stretched out and waved it, which made Hyde feel an urge to peck.

Finally, as if a decision had been made, the owner of the hands and feet finally came out, staring at the smooth platinum-blond haired Slytherin prefect, and quietly approached the gashapon machine belonging to the Slytherin neighborhood with a guilty conscience.

Hydewei turned over a play in his mind, flapped his wings and flew away, he had to think about whether his master would give it another owl ration tomorrow.

The corridor was very quiet, Draco swallowed his saliva, and walked to the gashapon machine, it was really cold to run out at night in a nightgown, Draco cursed in his heart that Gryffindor was sleeping very fast at the moment A sweet lion.

Draco was a little excited when he pressed the button of the gashapon machine with his finger. When he thought that there would be a naked Potter in the gashapon machine, he felt endless prank ideas springing up in his heart.

"Maybe I can throw Potter into Goyle's bathtub, or put it on the long table in Gryffindor, or show it in front of Potter, maybe with a weasel..." Draco Laughing, but quickly covered his mouth again, he stared with bated breath, and made the potion, oh no, he was more serious and focused than when making the potion, this is Potter without clothes!

One gastronomy, no, two gastronomy, no, not even three gastronomy, Draco's movements became more and more impatient, there was a small wrinkle between his eyebrows, and finally he kicked on the ground with a "clang" On the gashapon machine, he covered his mouth while jumping in the corridor. Obviously, Malfoy, no matter how poisonous the snake, didn't have feet as hard as steel.

A limping Draco, an exasperated Malfoy going back to bed, had to use a concealer charm the next day.

At the breakfast table, Potter, who was quietly eating his own fried eggs, got another glare, and he rolled his eyes to ignore it.

There was a sigh from the long table of Slytherin, because some goddamn bastard kicked the gashapon machine, and the little Slytherin twisted his body and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Professor, we are going to play twisted eggs!" Egg machine."

If it was in the past, Xiao Shemen would never dare to be so presumptuous in front of her dean, but the gastronomy machine can make an exception, because the dean of Slytherin has collected six golden tong pans, as long as he collects one more , you can summon it, oh no, you can apply for a super golden tong pot!

The dean of Slytherin ignored the wailing of the little vipers, and went straight to Professor McGonagall of Gryffindor, saying that for the sake of the peace of the college, the capsule machine should be shared temporarily. In fact, Professor Snape had already analyzed it in his heart. , the probability that the last golden tong pot is hidden in Gryffindor's gashapon machine is the highest.

Professor McGonagall nodded in agreement, because Professor Snape accepted the bikini-clad doll that Potter got earlier, and the two professors looked at each other and smiled.

"Everything is for the peace of the academy."

"Yes, Severus, I agree."

The author has something to say:

To commemorate my liberation after the exam, please forgive this child's bad intentions, in fact, this is the sin of love!Collect seven capsules to summon the Golden Tong Pot!

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