[HP] Dali's Bread

Dali Dursley is a girl who grew up spoiled.

She is so proud and arrogant that the whole Privet Drive is afraid of her. At the age of 11, he was half a head taller and much stronger than other children of the same age. This is the product of the Dursleys' love for "education of love".Perhaps earlier, Harry had been able to make peace with her, too.

In short, no one said no to her until she was 11 years old.

Later, everything changed.

Dali is extremely jealous of Harry. Who can accept that a person who has been bullied for more than ten years has suddenly become the darling of the magic world and the savior of everyone?

But she can only be mediocre, even——

Naive, she always thought that here is the same as she was in Privet Drive, with a few attendants, throwing stones at the neighbor's glass, seeing the unhappy child just grab him by the collar and yell at him to be careful, he will be frightened She didn't dare to say anything, even if her parents came to her, they would still protect her, holding her in their arms and coaxing her softly, "Baby Dada is the most beautiful and obedient baby in the world"!

That's right, within a few days, she could feel the difference in this college, and she also knew the attitude of wizards towards people born in Muggle families (here refers to some pure-blood families). Of course, many people also Acted to be friendly to her, but she wanted to be on an equal footing with Harry too much (Harry: It wouldn't be surprising if I knew what Dali's mind was thinking), so she chose to be with the Slytherin girls headed by Pansy Parkinson Play together, because they're pretty good in Slytherin.Pansy liked Draco Malfoy, the pale, skinny-cheeked boy, and surrounded him often.She also has a little helper at Privet Drive, Pierre Pokiss.She remembered him being very... skinny too (wonder if he'd changed since he wasn't playing with him, Darley thought).But to be honest, compared with Malfoy and Peel, Peel is like a monkey with a sharp mouth and a mouse eye.

How would Pansy like to describe Malfoy?Oh yes, "handsome" and "perfect".

Dali pinched her fingers again and calculated, if Pansy was Malfoy's follower, then she herself was Malfoy's follower's follower.To be honest, Malfoy's father is the school trustee (after all, he often brags about his family), she has to get in touch with Malfoy to improve her status, let her punch him directly in the clean little face, put He hit the ground and told him hey man sorry you have to hang out with me in the future, Dali promises that she can do it right away, but she may be fired directly after that, although she messed up badly, she entered the magic The world, how can you be willing to leave?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking about how she could be on an equal footing with Malfoy.

"It seems that Dursley has a well-thought-out answer on this question, so you can answer it." The deep voice brought her back to reality. Standing in front of her desk was the fearsome Slytherin head, Professor Snape, The already gloomy classroom looked even more terrifying under his expression, and she replied confusedly and timidly that she didn't know.

Dean of Slytherin, please spare every little snake!Dali wailed in pain.

"After school work, Dursley." He didn't seem to be bothered to talk to her any more, so he asked the Gryffindor know-it-all who was poking his nostril with his hand.

Fortunately, no points were deducted, otherwise Pan Xi would not know how to mock her.But she promised that she would never dare to lose her mind in Professor Snape's class again.Next, she saw that the cubs who were also trembling were deducted points, and she was greatly satisfied.

She spent three hours grinding bicorn horns in Snape's office.

Back in her dorm she wondered if she could go to the infirmary for a week to avoid Potions class if she broke her hand the next day.

She did not get up afterward, but she missed the Quidditch match, and although Slytherin lost, Lockhart made Harry's bones disappear.This made her secretly happy for a while.

Early on Monday morning, news spread throughout the castle that Colin Creevey of Gryffindor was lying stiff and dead in the infirmary.All of a sudden everyone is in danger (especially first graders) who often walk together in groups, afraid that they will be the next victims.But this situation is much better in Slytherin.

Potions class was one of her nightmares on Thursday, and she sat at the same table with Pansy, next to Malfoy and Goyle.Everyone stared nervously at their own cauldrons as they listened to Snape picking on Gryffindor.

It was too late and then it was too late, a spark flew past Dali and jumped into Goyle's cauldron. The potion that was still brewing exploded suddenly and sprayed into the whole class. Many people were splashed by the potion. Including Pansy Parkinson.

"Merlin! My arm is swollen! Help!" Cries and screams filled the classroom occupied by the swelling potion. Dali saw that Malfoy's nose was like a small watermelon. Nepe said to go to him to get the detumescence medicine and rushed out.

At this time, thanks to Pan Xifei who was next to Malfoy, so she blocked the potion perfectly, although a lot of it still splashed on her, but only on the robe.

She also noticed that the studious Gryffindor slipped out of the classroom at this time, and then quietly returned when all the students were rushing to Snape to get the detumescence - a piece of her robe seemed to be rotten Grumbling.She glanced at Harry, who looked at her innocently.

He was lying, and she knew how Harry lied at home, and she believed that he had done the spark.

Snape scooped out the damage from the fireworks with a spoon, and the classroom fell silent for a moment, "Once I find out who threw it—"

"Harry Potter!" Daly raised her hand immediately.

"Hey, what evidence do you have?" Harry retorted, and Harry looked at Snape with a confused expression on his face, and Snape stared at him for a long time, "I will definitely fire the perpetrator."

"Later, Dursley stayed behind to clean up the classroom—perhaps you'll understand not to interrupt while I'm talking."

Dali wants to give herself a big mouth, she should leave this doubt, go to question him, arrest him and send him to Professor Snape's office, so that "the boy who survived the catastrophe was killed by Hogwarts in the second year." Fired!"

A week later, Professor Lockhart held a fighting club. How could there be no Dali about fighting?When she came to the auditorium, she found that the long table bounded by the courtyard was gone, replaced by a gold-plated rectangular stage covered with beautiful velvet fabrics, with several exquisite patterns ranging from lunar eclipse to full moon.

Thousands of candles made them shine brightly.

Lockhart was wearing a fuchsia robe and fluffy ostrich feathers on his exaggerated hat. Standing beside him was Snape, dressed as usual.

"Good evening, everyone!" He waved to everyone as if receiving fans, "Well, Professor Dumbledore allowed me to open this small dueling club and fully train everyone in case you need to defend yourself one day. Protect yourself in the way you used for the first time—for more details about this, please read my published works!" He bowed gracefully, which made some girls admire his chicness.

"Let me introduce my assistant, Professor Snape!" Lockhart said, turning slightly to the side, "He told me that he knew a thing or two about duels himself, and he graciously agreed , to help me with a little demonstration before class. I said, I don't want to worry you little guys——I'll return your Potions teacher to you intact when I'm done demonstrating with him, do not be afraid!"

If he could see that Snape's face was the same color as when he saw Gryffindor's Longbottom in class, he would know that tomorrow's headline might be "Shocked! Potions master killed famous author Lo Hart! Was it a mistake or another conspiracy?".

Several students even wanted to run away seeing Snape's expression.

Lockhart and Snape turned to face each other, bowed - at least Lockhart bowed, and flailed their hands a lot, while Snape just shook his head impatiently.They then hold their wands like arrows to their chests (I've heard this is a fighting etiquette). "As you can see, we hold our wands in a normal dueling position," Lockhart said to the crowd, already stupefied by Snape's eye-fire. "On the count of three, we cast the first spell. Of course." Well, neither of us would take the other's life."

"one two Three--"

Everyone held their breath, after all, they wanted to see who was better.

They both jerked their wands over their shoulders at the same time.

"Except your weapons!"

There was a blinding red flash from Snape's wand, and Lockhart was knocked off his feet.He flew backwards off the stage, hit the wall, and slid down, and Dally thought he was shouting slowly enough.

Several boys sneered, as if they had already seen Lockhart's level, while the girls watched Lockhart get up from the ground very worriedly (especially the girl who got close to Harry, She is bouncing up and down very anxiously), accepting the wand thrown by a girl.

Lockhart did not continue under Snape's killing intent, but asked Snape to help assign students to form teams.

Lockhart paired Neville and Justin Finch, but Snape walked up to Harry and Ron first. "The dream team should break up, I think," he sneered, "Weasley, you could pair up with Finnigan. Potter—"

Harry subconsciously moved closer to Hermione.

"I don't think so," said Snape, with a cold smile on his face. "Malfoy, come here. Let's see what you can make of the famous Potter. As for you, Miss Granger - you can be paired with Miss Dursley."

Hermione smiled at Dali when she heard Harry mentioning Darley, and Dali didn't look kindly towards her because she didn't like Harry.

"Face your partner!" Lockhart yelled back on stage, "Bow!"

The war has begun.

Lockhart yelled, "Only disarming spells allowed! Disarm! Only disarm!"

But no one listened to him.

All kinds of red, green, and blue spells shone across the auditorium (perhaps someone wanted to use it, but it went wrong).

Dali preemptively cast a levitation spell on her, causing her to stand up.Hermione grabbed her skirt, and without saying a word, she cast a Leg Locking Charm, which caused her to fall to the ground herself.

"The curse immediately stops." After Dali untied it, she quickly turned her head and thought about attacking her with a box, and Hermione, who was the oldest, was not a vegetarian, and she hit back at Dali with ease. The spell is much more powerful.

They also have to avoid attacks from other places.

The entire Dueling Club was in chaos.

"I said, just disarm!" Lockhart shouted in horror to the fighting crowd from above.

The strange smell of burnt cloth permeated the entire venue.Neville and Justin were both lying on the floor, panting; Ron grabbed the ashen-faced Seamus and apologized for the disaster he caused with his broken wand; "Tara Dance" was dancing non-stop, and Malfoy was given "Grin Hula La" and laughed; while Hermione and Dali were still moving; Dali clamped Hermione's head, and Hermione screamed softly in pain. .Both of their wands were forgotten on the floor.

"God, gosh," said Lockhart, jumping around the crowd, watching the aftermath of their duel, "you stand up, Ernie...watch out, Miss Fawcett...hold hard, blood on horseback Just stop it, Boot..."

Snape finally came forward to calm everyone down, and only arranged for Malfoy and Harry to fight on stage.Malfoy had summoned a snake to attack Harry, and Lockhart wanted so much to show off, but he hurled the snake into the air with a strange spell and then slammed it down, completely enraging it.It opened its mouth wide and bared its fangs in a threatening rage, and swam towards Justin Finlay in an attacking stance.

Afterwards, Harry spoke a strange language to make it stop the attack. The people present were either terrified, confused, meaningful, or gloating at him. Even Dali didn't have the energy to fight Hermione just now.

Harry Potter is the descendant of Slytherin!

The news spread all over the sky the next day!

"Dali, you have to be careful with your cousin!" The girl with the squeaky voice was rude, "Be careful he will petrify you first!"

She gave Pan Xi a dry laugh, and stared viciously at her good cousin who passed by her.

The author has something to say:

After the third grade, I absolutely let go of self-development, and now forced interaction means fighting (.)

Tom was 17 years old when he was in the third grade!So handsome! The 2nd grade kid doesn't want to have a puppy love!Uh-huh