"Harry, welcome to Malfoy Manor." Draco rushed up excitedly, but seeing his godfather's black face, he suddenly remembered Harry's words a few days ago: "I'm with your godfather." Immediately changed to a handshake.

Why are you so nervous? —Eye contact, Harry.

Oh Godfather! —Draco.

Oh I forgot, you should call me godmother. —Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Have you two exchanged enough flirtations?" A professor in the vinegar industry asked.

"Godfather, please come inside." Draco straightened up and led them into the room.

"Harry, don't you want to dance with the godfather?" At the dance, Draco asked, shaking his glass.

"No." Harry answered succinctly.

"Hi, Harry, Draco." It was Bryce and Nott.

"Bryce, Theodore." Harry nodded.

"Bryce, why don't you go dance with those noble ladies?" Draco asked with a smile.

"Has our playboy finally lost his girl's heart?" Harry raised his eyebrows.

"You still say this." Nott squinted his eyes, "Many girls like you now!"

"Pfft—" Harry squirted out the drink directly.

"Harry, you're Prince Slytherin now!" Bryce cast a cleansing spell and said with a smile.

"You...you lied to me, right?" Harry twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, Harry, you've taken my title as Prince of Slytherin now!" Draco made a gesture of holding a heart.

"Did you see that blond girl? Her name is Astoria Greengrass, and she is the sister of Daphne Greengrass, who is in our same grade. She likes you very much." The gossiping Bryce said with a smile.

"Astoria Greengrass?" Harry frowned, and followed Bryce's line of sight, only to see a blonde girl standing there, noticing Harry's gaze, and immediately returned a shy look smile.

Merlin, Harry twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt a 'death ray'. Harry looked up, and saw Snape, who was talking with Lucius, gave him a gloomy look, then looked at Aspen Tolia.

Are you jealous?The idea popped into Harry's head and was dismissed in a split second, Harry still choking on the thought.

"It's not Harry, what's the matter with you? Change your drink." Draco looked at his companion who was coughing again inexplicably, snapped his fingers and asked the house elf to change a drink, and handed it to Harry.

Harry took the drink and continued to think, could it be that Draco didn't hug him just now because of Severus?

In fact, Sev is cute when he is jealous.cute?Harry shivered. He thought that greasy old bat at Hogwarts was cute?Has my own aesthetics been exchanged with the troll?

"Harry, do you want to live in Malfoy Manor today?" Draco asked, stunned by his friend.

"Okay." Harry nodded. He certainly couldn't stay at Snape's house for the entire Christmas vacation, and most of the people who stayed in school were Gryffindors. In addition, he had a quarrel with them. Malfoy Manor is a good choice.

The first grade just passed, and the day of vacation came. Harry followed Draco to the special box of the Malfoy family. I made it clear to Dumbledore and asked him to take back the Sorcerer's Stone, so there is no such thing as "the savior protects the Sorcerer's Stone". The Academy Cup was granted to Slytherin, but poor Professor Quirrell broke the errand because of greed. Reese's Mirror, Harry's Hydra's venom splashed on it and unfortunately died.

Harry looked at the little platinum beside him and thought: Dobby, will you come to stop me this time?

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There is something wrong with a certain Ann recently, let's update it every day.Feel sorry.

Happy Labor Day!

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An: Professor Dumbledore, Happy Labor Day!

Old D: Same joy, same joy, in order to celebrate the house elves, I decided to eat another piece of lemon sherbet.

Anmo...

An: Professor Flitwick, Happy Labor Day!

Professor Flitwick: Labor Day?Muggle holiday?No wonder the Muggles have been doing sex all the time. After a long time of trouble, Muggles also have house-elves.

Anmo...

Ann: Professor Sprout, happy Labor Day!

Professor Sprout: Hey, you're that Andersen, aren't you?I heard that Muggle house elves can marry?Can you still have children?Are children house elves too? blablabla...

Anmo...

Ann: Professor McGonagall, Labor Day... Hello, Professor.

Professor McGonagall: Well, then I won't deduct points from Slytherin.

Anmo...

An: Professor, Happy Labor Day!

Professor: I heard you almost deducted points from Slytherin again?

A certain Ann burst into tears

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