[HP] Dali's Bread

Hogwarts has a lot of news recently, such as Sirius entering the castle, and Hufflepuff defeating Gryffindor.These are big news on the bright side, and there are some gossips from Slytherin——

"The Malfoy family is going to win over the savior recently?" The eagle badge on the chest of the student who lowered his head and whispered faintly, "Is what you said true? Didn't they say that Black's goal is the savior? It's impossible for Malfoy to... ...."

"It's true, you don't know that Slytherin doesn't gossip about his house to others. I heard it from a first year. I bought him a lot of snacks before he would tell me." Little Badger whispered: "He got close to Potter's cousin recently. When Potter was defeated by us, they went to the school hospital together."

"You can't be fooled, are you? I don't think so. I don't think—"

"You two are in a relationship." Millicent said aggressively with her broad chin raised, "That's right, Parkinson is really going crazy, I don't know why she didn't break in to you now Use the Unforgivable Curse."

"Don't listen to those gossips, Millicent." Dali's face was a little swollen. Since yesterday, her face had been blushing for a long time because of someone, and because of yesterday's strong wind and rainstorm, her whole body was swollen because of her tendency to catch a cold.

"I don't believe any mentally retarded rumors about the cooperation between the Malfoy family and the savior. Does the person who spreads this have any brains?"

"Troll brain." Dali took a sip of the stomach-warming pumpkin juice, "don't mention it, everyone will forget it after a while." She didn't want to face her feelings, didn't want to admit that she liked Draco Mal Fu, she chose to keep silent about Millicent's various questions.

In the following Potions class, Pansy Parkinson tried every means to throw some weird things into Dali's cauldron to make her potions go wrong, causing her to be nervous throughout the class.But she wasn't the worst, because Malfoy started targeting Harry again, his imitation of a dementor, and the way he fell off his broomstick made Ron so angry that he even rushed at him in Professor Snape's class Throwing a sticky and slippery crocodile heart on the face, Gryffindor was directly deducted fifty points by Professor Snape.

"If Snape comes to Defense Against the Dark Arts class again, I'll take sick leave." Dali heard Ron at the next table annoyed, and hurriedly said to her deskmate she had a crush on, "Then I will do the same!"

Malfoy was still angry about being hit in the face with a heart, he pushed Dali's head away with an index finger, and cursed "idiot".

"Idiot." Parkinson in the back row also cursed.She was angry and helpless, every time her Draco insisted on sitting with Dali in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, she would not listen to her, nor would she say why.Coupled with the third-rate news circulating in Slytherin, she could only comfort herself secretly, Draco would not look down on such a superficial idiot, besides, a Squib half-breed?The laughing stock of the wizarding world!

Dali heard Parkinson's whisper, turned her head and stuck out her tongue with a smile.

Malfoy flicked Darley's forehead, and he didn't realize that his tone was a little soft, "Why aren't you a smart person, Dursley."

"I did a good job in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I'm very good." Dali raised his chin and hummed.

"Stop bragging, at least your taste is bad, look at your ugly hairpin." He seemed to be born to pick and choose from others, he reached out to get Dali's green love hairpin, Dali Li hurriedly hugged her head, "You just don't like me!" she shouted.

Ron Weasley enjoyed watching this kind of Slytherin "infighting", and he even thought that if this was on the Hogwarts Express, he might be able to buy some snacks to watch.

"Ron, you asked Dali to sit with you." His deskmate suddenly elbowed him, and the red-haired Gryffindor said angrily, "Then where should I sit?"

"You sit with Hermione." Someone's cousin pointed to the empty seat next to Hermione, who was engrossed in her book even 5 minutes before such a noisy class.

"Why did you suddenly appear here?!" Ron was puzzled, was he the only one who thought Hermione was elusive?He took the textbook away with a big wave of his hand and threw it beside Hermione.

"Keep your voice down, have you written your werewolf paper yet?" Hermione frowned and asked, Ron wanted to cry, "There's been a lot of chaos in the classroom, don't you just think I'm noisy? Are you really going to finish the homework assigned by that goddamn old bat? Two full pages! You still have so much class!"

Harry stopped listening to the bickering between his two friends, turned his head and said to Dali who was still protecting Malfoy from grabbing her hairpin, "Come and sit here."

"Okay!" Dali's figure flashed by, she quickly picked up her schoolbag, jumped to Harry's side like a rabbit, took out a sizzling bee candy from her pocket, and stuffed it into Harry's hand, "For you , Harry!"

Pansy Parkinson came one after another, and she probably sat down next to Malfoy more quickly than Darley could react, calling Malfoy's name softly, leaving Daphne alone in the back row.

"How dare you--" Malfoy didn't know whether to scold Dursley or Potter first, so he just scolded together, but he swallowed all the nasty words before he could get out of his mouth--

Darley Dursley was looking around with Harry's eyes, she giggled: "Harry, have your readings gone up again, I feel like I'm going to pass out."

Malfoy inexplicably felt that the blond girl with glasses looked very familiar, but he searched over and over again in his mind, but couldn't think of anything about her, even...whether it was her name or surname. He had never heard of either of them, and he felt that the identities of the two were very different. The only girl he knew before entering school was Pansy.How could this third-rate, no, eighth-rate blood deserve to know him.If she hadn't been sorted into Slytherin, he wouldn't have looked at her.But he just felt that they must have met, more than just met, they must have a deeper relationship, he recalled some books he had read at home, thinking about the spells that are difficult for him to understand now, for him Excited and dangerous with the secrets Dali holds, why not him and her?It would make him feel better if it was him and Pansy, or any pure-blood kid.There was also a trace of fear in his heart. He had to consider many relationships in the school, so he secretly swore that when he solved the mystery, he would stay as far away from Dursley as possible.

Although his mind turned nine detours in these ten seconds, he still couldn't help but swear at Dali: "Dursley, you regret it."

He had already given Dali enough patience, so why did he insist on running towards Potter? As long as she obediently stops being so rebellious and solves the mystery together, it doesn't matter where she rolls, doesn't it?

In the next class, Draco Malfoy was not in the mood to listen to this poor professor who seemed to be recovering from a serious illness. He drafted a letter and planned to send it to his father. Of course he omitted the reason, The characters, only replaced by girls, he didn't want his father to criticize him for hooking up with a Squib half-breed, and he never mentioned their secret, he hadn't mentioned it since he was a child.

The get out of class bell rang, and the students packed up their things and walked to the door, but Professor Lupine stopped Dali and Harry, "Wait a minute, Harry." Lupine greeted him, "And Dali, you stay too." come down."

Dali's expression was rather ugly. She had never seen Professor Lupine lose his temper, but he looked exhausted, and he forced a smile. She wondered if it was because she didn't take notes seriously in class but was drawing little people. Found.

"My head hurts, Professor Lupine." She held her forehead, looking as if she was about to faint, "I think my cold hasn't completely healed yet, I have to go to Madam Pomfrey."

"Then, you can go first, your health is important." Lupine nodded without insisting.

The countless choices in life will turn into various branches. Maybe Dali will never miss the opportunity to learn advanced spells from Professor Lupin himself.

As for Draco Malfoy, who received the reply later, his father might have misunderstood it. The whole letter revolved around a knowledge point.

Malfoy, who was cracking the spell with Dali in the library, looked and looked, endured and endured, and decided to coax her first and agree to a small request.

"Then why don't you help me with my potions class homework?"

"It hurts!!! Don't hit me on the head!!!"

"Get out if you continue to quarrel!" Mrs. Pince yelled.

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It seems that it has been cleared... There are not many favorites in the first place, but this chapter was rushed out. I am very busy today. I will fix it if I have a chance. Please add and leave a message! ! ! !If it's really sad, I'll keep clearing it and throwing it away.