[HP] Dali's Bread

Luna really didn't have any feelings for Draco, she didn't hate him too much, and she couldn't say she liked him.

But now she was starting to find him annoying.

She can understand the hot love period, after all, she and Rove often stuck together when they first got together, but——

"Malfoy, Dali and I are discussing personal matters." The cat on her headband looked alert, obviously dissatisfied with Draco's frequent appearances.

"Fuck, let me tell you that she can play for 10 minutes." Draco tapped the parchment with his fingers, making a rattling sound on the wooden table, "Whatever you look at, don't wink, just say And you, hurry up and write."

Dali clasped her flesh with one hand, while the hand holding the quill kept shaking, she regretted it!She really regretted agreeing to Malfoy!

Although he was sincere and sincere that day, she couldn't help but be moved.But the next day, he turned against the customer and set a series of requirements for her, among which was to study hard and get all the OWLs certificates.

She just wants to mix a few and keep the wand!

"..." A word flashed in Luna's mind - "break up sooner or later".She patted Dali's shoulder deeply, "I'm going to find Rove, come on."

Dali squinted at Draco, who motioned with his chin, "Write."

Dali withdrew her gaze resentfully, and began to make the final struggle with the moonstone thesis in Potions class.If people don’t force themselves, they really don’t know they can’t do it.She flipped through the records in "A Thousand Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms", found the moonstone and expanded the text.

OK, so that's a foot and a half away.

She'd have to find some foolish nonsense from a book to fill the remaining empty pages.She patted her face so she could keep on pulling herself together.

"You definitely can't write like this." Draco held a book in one hand, grabbed her thesis with the other hand, glanced at it, and said: "Maybe it was possible before, but your goal is to enter the NEWTs class , you rewrite it."

"Aren't you mistaken?" Dali was anxious, "I just want to be good—ah, my hand hurts!" She waved her hands in a strange way, trying to get a little sympathy.

"You don't understand the characteristics of the tentacles of the Mortrarat, but I do." Draco still held her hand, and gently stroked the shallow scab with his fingertips, just like when the wound was healing. Itching a little, "It's all right."

"No, my heart aches." Dali squeezed out two tears at the right time, "I was tortured by confinement and broke my heart. It is already a miracle to be able to write such a thesis."

"Stop pretending, Dursley, I don't know what kind of person you are?" Draco put her hand on the paper, "I said you write, don't leave a single word."

"Okay." Dali immediately picked up the quill obediently, and lay down on the table to listen to Draco's moonstone report.

"What grade was your thesis?"

After a short meal, Draco raised his eyes slightly, and locked his eyes on the books above.The best sofa seat next to the fire in the common room is always warm.

"I heard someone got a D." Seeing that Dali ignored him, Draco raised his head from her lap, straightened up, and waved his hands up and down in front of her face, "Dursley, you're distracted again."

"What?" Dali was stunned, and finally pulled back her thoughts, and quickly turned a page of the book, "I was so fascinated by reading it just now, please say it again."

"Full of nonsense." He lowered his head slightly, took a sip of her lips, and then lay down again, "I mean, someone got a D for that moonstone paper."

"How could it be me! With your personal guidance, I got an O!" Dali hurriedly complimented her, and let him play with her long hair hanging on her chest.

"I guess it's Potter." He smiled like a kid who's managed to pull a prank. "You've seen what his palliatives look like, haven't you?"

"Maybe." Dali didn't want to discuss with him any more "when can you get along in peace", she always answered vaguely when talking about Harry, "What time is it? Anyway, it's fifth grade, curfew It's late, why don't we go out for a walk?"

"Huh? That's okay—don't you not like going out?" Draco frowned slightly, but he was indeed ready to leave, "Ah, forget it, they are here."

It's over.Dali was devastated.

His small circle of friends gathered around the fireplace like a meeting, and began to talk about what happened to Barabara in their family today, who and who from the Ministry of Magic revealed to his family what happened to so-and-so, and so on. Dali could only Continuing to read the book, she suddenly understood why Miss Astoria held the book to read every time, and there was a high probability that she couldn't understand it.

"By the way, I never knew what Dali's family does?" Pansy suddenly changed the subject and asked Dali a question.

What should come is still coming, she hypocritically called her by her Christian name, it may be to show her closeness, to be honest, her EQ may be really low, she is simply making fun of Draco.

"Ordinary company executives and ordinary housewives." Dali closed the book again, gently stroked Draco's bangs, and raised a smile, "I think Draco has a deep understanding."

Then she continued to make Draco unhappy.

Several pairs of eyes looked at Draco, who was still lying on her lap, and the latter's face darkened.

"Draco, have you ever been to a Muggle's house?"

At this moment, Dali knew that in fact, their small circle had no real friends, but a hypocritical high wall built for the benefit of the pure-blood family. Some of them were either unbelievable, or showed obvious gloating.

They need face, panache, and the shame of being in the company of Muggle-borns.They claim to be high-class, noble, and hate Muggles, and they are proud of the Malfoy family's fall from the altar.

He grew up in an environment of hypocrisy and delusion, shrewd and intelligent, judging the situation, but someone gave him courage, and she didn't know how long this courage would last, but this must be a memorable period in Draco's life——

"Well, I've been there, it's beautiful." Draco said calmly.That might be the best answer he could give.She also noticed that little Greengrass looked away from the book and stared at Draco curiously, purely curious.

Everyone was a little disappointed that they didn't get Draco's other expressions.But this joke was enough for them to secretly laugh at the young master in their hearts, and at the same time they couldn't help but wonder about Darley Dursley, what kind of charm she had to make Draco admit to the Muggle affairs.

Perhaps, Draco Malfoy took the love potion!

After some people got this satisfactory excuse, they were not so entangled, and there was even a trace of sympathy in their eyes. This was just an accident. When Draco recovered, he would ruthlessly abandon her. Don't let Muggles defile them blood, they look forward to that day.

In the end, it wasn't just who started the topic of Quidditch again, everyone was happily discussing the selection of new players.Some people have found out that Ron Weasley has been selected.

"My God, that follower!"

"Yeah, the savior will do whatever he wants, I think he's going to spend his whole life being a cow behind Potter's ass, eating what's left of him - oh, Weasley is our king!"

"Cahill, you're such a genius, I think we should write a song for Weasley!"

"Let me see, Weasley is our king, he can lead us to victory - Gruss, what do you think?"

Really boring.Dali even found it more interesting to read more about the history of magic than to compose lyrics.

Finally around ten o'clock, the group of people almost dispersed.Only Draco still kept his head on her lap and didn't move.

"Aren't you going to bed?" Dali closed the book and asked him with her head down.

"Are you sleepy?" he asked her instead.

"That's not true, your legs are numb." She put the book on the armrest of the sofa and pushed his head with both hands, "You've been sleeping on it for hours."

He groaned and sat up on one leg.She also stood up, wanting to move her legs, after all, maintaining a posture and listening to their blowjobs can be said to be physically and mentally exhausting.Draco took the swaying her into his arms, stretched out his hand and kneaded her thigh.

She didn't feel comfortable either, because the nerve currents rushed from her legs to the soles of her feet. She turned around, faced his profile, and acted like a baby: "I'll be fine in a while, so uncomfortable." .”

"I'm not doing it for your comfort." Draco didn't stop moving his hand, he held her waist forward with the other hand, easily met her mouth, and then pinched her hard in dissatisfaction. Her thigh flesh, forcing her to open her mouth, stuck her tongue in and mingled with hers.

"Hey, don't, don't..." As he continued to conquer the city, his hands no longer stayed between his legs, and he reached deeper into the skirt, his fingertips outlined an arc along the cotton fabric Shaped, she gave a soft "ah" and grabbed the restless hand as quickly as possible.

"I'm fifteen, Malfoy!"

"Why didn't you call me Draco?" He paused, taking time to meet her bewildered eyes.

"I haven't changed it for a while!" Dali's panic was tinged with a little anger, "You don't call me by my Christian name either!"

"I can't change it for a while, Dali." It's like following him from birth, "I'm working hard."

"I know." Daly sighed, and she reached out a second hand to grab his. "So, Mr. Draco, can you get your hand out of my skirt?"

He oh again, and put his hand on her calf, "But you will never refuse my approach."

"That's because—it's really exciting, I have to admit, I'm being honest." Dali tossed her hair coolly, and part of her hair was about to hang on Draco's face, "I don't So old-fashioned, you have to admit that you like me like this."

"Indeed, but I have to continue to be honest." Draco felt her hair being snatched away from her fingertips again.

"What?" Dali combed her hair with her hands.

"I didn't use the Soundproofing Charm."

"What, what?" Dali froze there after thinking of a petrification spell.

"So if your voice is louder, it might penetrate into the dormitory." Draco encircled her again like a poisonous snake, dangerous and deadly.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Did you see me using my wand?"

"Then you also said something." Dali wanted to leave, but was pushed back into his arms by him.

"This will prove that poor Draco Malfoy has indeed taken the love potion—sometimes I doubt that you have really used it?" Snake Xinzi whispered in his ears, "So, how do you choose? Shut up Speak up, or louder so they can all hear?"

I chose to learn the Soundproofing Charm by myself!

Darley the bullied cool Dursley went to the library to intercept Hermione Granger the next day.

But Hermione was not in a good mood, she was gloomyly watching the latest "Daily Prophet" - Ministry of Magic seeks education reform Dolores Umbridge appointed as the first senior investigator!

"My God, what is the Ministry of Magic going to do?" Dali was taken aback, sitting next to Hermione.

"They're starting to interfere with Hogwarts." Hermione shook the newspaper, squinting at Dali, "Have you been with Malfoy recently?"

"Oh, yes." Under the pressure of Hermione's eyes, she still had to admit.

"It's very high-profile, but Harry doesn't know it yet, for now. Don't tell him that they had a bad time on the Quidditch pitch yesterday." Hermione pointed to Draco who was watching not far away with her chin, and then Talking to her in an educational way made her feel uncomfortable, "After all, you only understand Harry, and you are best friends. I will report to you as soon as I tell Harry." She Yin Yang said strangely, five years later, she was still difficult to deal with Hermione.And thinking that a few days before she arrived, Luna told her that she was sitting in a box with them this time around, and that Hermione hated her for saying bad things about The Quibbler.

"Sometimes your sensitivities are exactly the same." Hermione snorted coldly and didn't bother with her, "Look at this."

She had the Daily Prophet spread out in front of her face, with large pictures of Dolores Umbridge on it.She was all smiles, blinking at them once and for all.

"Recently, this temporary action was formally effective due to the passing of the Ministry of Magic's "No.20 No. [-] Education Order", and at the same time created the new position of Hogwarts Senior Inquisitor."

"Fudge sent her to us through this 'education order'! Now Fudge gave her the power to inspect other teachers!" Hermione breathed heavily, her eyes sparkling, "I can't believe it. This is shameless !"

Dali was not as transparent as she thought, but as if awakened by her suddenly, she immediately became united with the enemy, and said a word in an uneducated way: "That's right!" She completely forgot about the sound-proof spell.

In the next class, Umbridge is like a ghost, holding her notebook and writing with a smile. She can't find fault with Professor Flitwick, but in the divination class, she puts herself to please others. The power of disgust.

"I...I think I do see something! It's about you—ah, I feel something! Something black! Something extremely dangerous!"

It could be seen that Trelawney was trying to convince Umbridge of her language with that ethereal tone, but she was shaking with anger, destroying the mysterious effect of the voice.

Trelawney pointed at Umbridge with a trembling finger, and Umbridge still had the same amiable smile on his face, with two eyebrows raised.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid you're in dire danger!" Trelawney ended her words dramatically.

After a moment of silence, Umbridge's eyebrows remained raised.

"Okay," she said softly, scribbling a few more strokes on the clipboard, "Okay, if this is the best you can do?"

She turned and walked away, but stopped at Dali's desk for half a minute, still smiling at her.

Dali lowered her head, and heard her high-heeled shoes tapping from near to far, and then disappeared.

Trelawney stood there dumbfounded, her chest heaving violently.However, after a few seconds, she continued to attack Harry. For example, Harry dreamed that drinking porridge could predict the terrible tomorrow not far from him.

Umbridge might give his class a top score, since they don't have to do anything but read.Except that Hermione said that she had read the whole book (Dally: Then why did she come to school?) and Harry was put in detention for blurting out Voldemort again.

Seeing the whitish mark on the back of his hand, Dali couldn't help sighing, although they had some... inexplicable cold war this semester?But she had to admire Harry for being really brave.She dare not say a word now.But it was also obvious that Madam Pomfrey's dialogue with Dumbledore was not successful. Where did the principal who usually stood by Harry's side go?

A month later, there was a large notice on the bulletin board, so big that it covered everything else on the bulletin board—the auction of second-hand spell books, Argus Filch's regular reminders of the school rules, the Quidditch team. Training schedules, notes for swapping chocolate frog pictures, a new ad for the Weasley brothers looking for someone to experiment with, dates for a weekend at Hogsmeade, and lost and found.The new notice is printed in big black letters, with a formal-looking seal underneath, and a neat cursive signature next to it.

The Hogwarts High Inquisitor orders the dissolution of all student organisations, associations, teams and clubs.That is, by definition, organizations, associations, teams and clubs are regular gatherings of three or more students.Reconstitution can be requested from the Senior Inquisitor (Professor Umbridge).No student organizations, associations, teams and clubs shall exist without the approval of the Senior Inquisitor.

If a student is found to have formed or joined any organization, association, team or club without the approval of the Senior Investigating Officer.Immediate dismissal.

The above regulations are in line with "No.20 No. [-] Education Order".

Signed: Senior Inquisitor Dolores Jane Umbridge

Umbridge seemed to want to take Hogwarts into his own hands, and this was only the first step.

And she'd put Trelawney on academic probation for her teaching evaluation.Darley often saw Umbridge in the hallway, and he always smiled at her - but she believed that it was Malfoy beside him.

That kind of smile made her very uncomfortable, like, like...the order for school probation will come to her one day.

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Dali sighed: Falling in love is so difficult.

On the one hand, you have to listen to the bragging of the young masters and ladies, and on the other hand, you have to be immune to Umbridge.But she really didn't want to hang out with Draco for long hahahaha, because she didn't think his courage would last long.

Draco after marriage: how did this happen (heartbreak.jpg)

感谢在2020-05-2316:46:52~2020-05-2417:54:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Tong Xiaomo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!