HP Hermione's Phoenix

The lights flickered, and Hermione's figure flickered in the darkness.

She smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "So what if it is, so what if it is not?"

—she actually admitted it!

Draco's head slammed, and he couldn't help but took two steps back, his gray eyes were full of disbelief...

"You actually... you actually..." He looked at her like a ghost, "...how did you do it?! Impossible! I have never had the ability of snake language! Our family is definitely not a descendant of Slytherin -"

"Nor is Harry," she said clearly.

Draco's chest was struck by lightning, and he muttered blankly: "Yes... I saw him as a Parseltongue, and thought he was... But now I can too... But I, definitely not..."

——For a moment, it seemed that something long-standing and inexplicable in his chest was shattered.

——That kind of unattainable spirit, that kind of belief that is like a god...

Hermione looked at him with satisfaction, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Isn't this great? If you have a Parseltongue, you can inherit Slytherin, then you go."

Draco suddenly raised his head and stared at her.

"No... I didn't—you!" He said incoherently, incoherently, "How can that be done! I'm not the real heir of Slytherin! It's you who somehow gave me something that can speak Parseltongue— — I don't care how you did it, it takes real glory to inherit Slytherin!"

"Oh, yes." Hermione shrugged, "But Voldemort won your trust through this."

——Boom, as if thunder struck Draco's heart.He suddenly understood what it was that had just been crushed, and what had been restraining himself and his family all this time...

He also instantly understood what Hermione meant.

"You go." Under the flickering candlelight, Hermione slowly walked up the escalator, nodded and smiled at him, and said, "A true pure-blood nobleman, Malfoy who has been loyal for generations. To inherit Salazar Slytherin thousands of years ago." In the name of the highest honor, raise a new flag for the wizarding world, and open a new chapter for Slytherin House. Go, Draco Malfoy."

She uttered those ancient and heavy words in a lilting voice that was extremely inappropriate for her age and Muggle origin.Every sentence was like a boulder hitting Draco's heart, making him tremble from the bottom of his heart again, unable to move...

Hermione turned the corner upstairs and saw him standing there stupidly, even the hair on his head was stiff.She was a little amused in her heart, and she couldn't help but change back to her lazy and relaxed sentence, and shouted: "Hey - go back quickly. Don't be stupid, if you don't want to inherit, why should Harry go?"

Harry was frantically holding down the talking snake in his pocket at this moment.

"Didn't you agree to make it smaller? Can't you make it smaller? - Please, Professor McGonagall almost found out just now..."

"It's small enough hiss! The beautiful patterns on my body are almost invisible, okay! Have you ever seen a snake as fashionable, dynamic, cool and charming as mine? Have you ever seen it?—"

"Didn't I bring you into the castle when you were promised to be small? Wait until there is no one around before you grow up... Shhh, this is the medical wing, keep your voice down... Luckily, Ron fell asleep..."

He sighed inwardly, staring at the moonlight outside the window sullenly.The moonlight shone directly on the hospital bed, reflecting a kind of light and cool-toned beauty, which made his mood even more apparent.

Back at the castle, Snape greeted him with a gloomy face and gloomy steps.

Then came the equally dour Professor McGonagall.

Then there is Principal Dumbledore who seems to be able to see through himself.

What the principal and the professors said gave him a very uneasy feeling... Will he really be expelled after causing such a big disaster?If he is really expelled, he will go back to the Dursleys' house again...

Those fantasies of "if all this is over, I will leave eventually" that I have had from time to time since the first grade swallowed him up again.

That was the deepest fear. Hogwarts was to his life like a dream in a nightmare reality. I only hope that this dream never wakes up...

The door suddenly creaked open.Harry unconsciously turned his head away, subconsciously trying to hide the little snake in his hand - but he was relieved when he saw the light blond hair.

"I'm also coming to observe overnight." Draco closed the door and said, "The professors say we will be fined for labor service."

"Oh, is that so..." Harry felt relieved, realizing that he would not be fired—but then he became nervous again: "Labor service, it won't be like last year..."

Draco shook his head palely: "I don't think I will go to the Forbidden Forest again. Lockhart has been clamoring to arrange for you to reply to his readers..."

Harry smiled wryly, then turned around and asked, "By the way...how is Hermione?"

He thought of Hermione's fearless appearance in the Forbidden Forest again, holding a sword and killing all directions. When she came out, her face was covered with blood, like a god of death... No one knew why a 13-year-old girl Girls have such strong strength and such fast sword skills, no one knows why a 13-year-old girl has such a fierce aura.

But when Harry saw her, he suddenly thought it was Hermione.Just like the violent princess in his dream who blocked and killed the gods, there was no sense of disobedience at all.

"She's fine." Draco replied, "She said the blood on her face was spattered by spider blood, and she refused to even come to the medical wing, so she went straight back to the dormitory."

"Oh, all right……"

The two little friends sat silently on the edge of the window, silently appreciating the complicated feeling of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.I was speechless for a while.

But the little silver-red snake immediately yelled: "Hey, why did you suddenly become such an atmosphere? Isn't it all thanks to me that you are all right?! If there is no me who is the coolest in the Forbidden Forest——"

Draco suddenly woke up, and immediately asked: "What noise did you make at that time? Why did those spiders run away after hearing it?..."

He realized that he was speaking Parseltongue clearly and distinctly.This feeling was too horrifying and unspeakable, but the expression remained unchanged.

The silver-red ring snake proudly raised its head, stuck out its tongue and said, "Well, I imitated it pretty well! That's my friend's voice! My friend used to eat a lot of them when he was free, so that idiot is better than a spider. I thought it was coming and ran away in fright, oh hiss..."

"Your friend?" Draco was stunned for a moment, his mind was sober as never before, and suddenly the family secrets he had read before flowed through his mind: "...is it a basilisk?"

"Bingo! [-] points for a correct answer—"

"What's a basilisk?" Harry asked looking up, ignoring its cries.

Draco frowned, and said in a low voice: "That's a very powerful snake... It's hard to describe a snake that has gone beyond the scope of snakes. It is rumored that they were hatched by a toad, and the eggs of a rooster born of..."

"What? Can a rooster lay eggs?" Harry said dumbfounded.After a moment, he murmured again: "Oh, this is the wizarding world, even Lockhart can get pregnant, and of course a rooster can... Uh, go ahead."

Draco glanced at him and continued: "... When it grows, it will be over fifty feet long. Its teeth contain deadly poison. Anyone who looks into its eyeballs will die. Rumor has it that it is an eight-eyed Natural enemies of spiders."

The silver-red ring snake suddenly hissed and said in a bad tone: "Blonde kid, you know quite a lot."

Draco looked at it deeply, and his tone became serious: "Who the hell are you? Who is your friend? ... Basilisk, is it in Hogwarts?"

"Oh." The silver-red krait's eyeballs rolled around exaggeratedly, "I can't say this, Haierbo forbids me to say it everywhere. But in fact, this is not a particularly great secret, but if you ask me, I will , hee hee hee, oh hiss..."

Draco frowned and muttered, "Hailbo..."

But Harry bent down quickly, looked at it through the glasses with green eyes very sincerely, and said very naturally, "Please! Tell us!"

Draco was speechless and choked, I'm going to fuck Harry, are you the savior?Can you be cool and show off a little domineering?Can it not be so natural...

The silver-red krait seemed to be very useful, and could not help but raise its eyes proudly: "Well, since you asked the question sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully... Uh hiss, who told you that your eyes are green? ?My friend Haierbo usually lives in Hogwarts, and I came here to play with him, and told him clearly that I have found the owner! Who always disliked me before teaching him? Hey, cold and noble Snakes and snake owners are so annoying..."

"What?" Dracoho stood up and looked at it in shock: "The basilisk is in the castle?!"

Infinite surprise flashed across his eyes, if, if there really was such a big and terrifying basilisk in the castle, not to mention its fangs, if it suddenly appeared and stared at people, it would kill people...

——The side of the couch is so dangerous!

"Oh, why are you so nervous." The silver-red krait gave him a disdainful look, "Haierbo is like me, it is impossible to hurt the students. I saved you today! Besides, it usually squats on its own I slept in my room for 50 years, and I’m still sleeping.”

"Fifty years!" Harry's eyes widened.

"What's the matter, I've been asleep for 30 years! I didn't wake up until I saw you last year! Hiss, hiss!" it said triumphantly.

"This... have you snakes slept for so long?"

"That's right. Because I'm usually too boring, you don't understand the loneliness of snakes..."

"What did you mean when you said that my eyes were green, so you told me that?" Harry remembered that others always mentioned that his eyes were too similar to his mother, and he was very concerned about this, so he couldn't help asking.

"Well... because snakes like green best!" It turned its head and winked at Draco.

"...really? Did you actually count it?" Harry looked at it suspiciously.

"Oh, don't go into the details... You know, Haierbo's noble and glamorous owner also has green eyes! It has always disliked me for talking too much, saying that all snake owners are like that, and that I must not find the owner! I want to piss it off!"

Something flashed through Draco's mind like lightning!

——The owner of the basilisk...

——It happened 50 years ago, the old school case that my father mentioned...

He couldn't help staring at it closely and asked, "Who is Haierbo's master?"

The silver-red ring snake raised its tongue and made a grinning expression.But Draco understood that it was laughing.

"He..." He proudly straightened his soft and boneless body, "He is the most noble and glamorous person in Hogwarts! Bar none!"

Harry was a little ashamed, scratched his head and asked, "I remember you told us that last year...but who is the most noble and glamorous person in Hogwarts?"

The silver-red ring snake flicked Weibo, glaring at the two little friends: "You! You don't even know him!"

"Uh...please."

"You guys disappoint me so much!" The silver-red krait flicked its tail violently, and turned its head proudly: "I won't tell you. You are still students at Hogwarts. For such a simple question, you can answer it yourself. Let's explore!"

After it finished saying this, it jumped out from the corner of the wall and disappeared into the vast moonlight of the medical wing.

Harry and Draco looked at each other.Harry scratched his head, thinking about the way the chattering snake left, and suddenly felt disgusted that it obviously ran away in disappointment because he was not "noble and glamorous" enough...

"Uh, let's go to sleep." He reminded, "There is still class tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Draco sat there dumbfounded.

Harry hesitated, but stood up anyway, walked over to him, and brushed the stiff blond strands off Draco's head with his hand.

Draco looked up, still staring at him blankly, with melting moonlight in his eyes.

A feeling of being an elder rose again in Harry's heart.Draco is usually so stubborn, polite or polite, he is more and more like a little adult at the age of 12, although he has been playing with his friends all the time, but whenever everyone feels "ah, he is going to be Mal in the future." What about the owner of Fu's family", and they can't help but feel alienated from him.

But at such times, the blank look in his gray eyes became a real child again.

Before Harry went to school, he had never been a real junior, nor had he enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by elders.But seeing Draco like this, even if he has much more than himself, makes people feel a gentle sense of responsibility...

"Good night." He patted the blond young master lightly, turned around and jumped onto his bed to lie down.

"Good night." In the silent ward, Draco also quietly lay back on his bed.Harry fell asleep quickly after a day of exhaustion.There was a gentle breathing sound from around.

—Slytherin's, Glory...

——50 years ago, that man...

However, at this moment, everything was silent, and thousands of thoughts flashed through Draco's mind, and he just stared straight at the ceiling, unable to sleep at all.

The author has something to say: So, Draco is going to find the secret room≧▽≦