[HP] I have a date with Snake House

Go, if Zabini is His Royal Highness Slytherin's Lover, then Carter Oberon is France's veritable Lover.

Especially compared to Zabini, who is as famous for his cleanliness as he is for his tenderness and romance.

The only thing that makes Lancet happy is that, thanks to Prince Draco's influence over the years, Lancet is now immune to many of Carter's tricks, such as now: "You can move your eyes elsewhere," the boy has no emotion at all "Honestly. I prefer butterbeer to brown eyeballs."

"This really hurts, doesn't it?" Carter made a pitiful expression, "You know that the purpose of my coming here is only for you."

I obviously didn't know, Lanster silently took a sip of butter beer and complained in his heart.Although every Valentine's Day he would receive gifts and "affectionate confessions" from the person in front of him, but God is pitiful, Lancet has always insisted on bringing back a beautiful girl to his family.

And the one in front of him—Langster carefully looked at Carter's tall and straight figure even after sitting down, and his appearance that was definitely different from the girl—obviously did not meet his standards.Of course, if his features were softer, his hair lighter, his eyes lighter, his face paler and his lines softer...

boom!

Lancet was so frightened that he threw the butter beer in his hand on the table, and there was a big vibration. Merlin's beard, who will tell him why the last ideal type in his mind is Hogwarts? The prince's face?Draco, do you have a sister or sister in your family?

"What's wrong?" The person opposite was startled by his actions.

Lanster shook his head in horror, "I thought of something bad." Especially when he realized that his aesthetic level had been seriously affected by his chief gentleman. "Maybe we should go for a walk." Lanster said seriously.The point here is to let yourself have hallucinations that you can't control.

Carter fully supports this proposal.No one thinks that a crowded bar will be a good place to express feelings, even if more than [-]% of the men and women around them are lovers.

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the other side.

When Lancet and the leading professor from Beauxbatons stepped out of the auditorium door, Zabini dragged his chin and leaned in front of Draco, fearing that the world would be chaotic. "Look, Mr. Chief, today is Hogward Day."

The person being told continued to slowly slice the beef on his plate, even though it seemed to be shredded enough, in fact, it was a bit too shredded.

"We also need to relax and purchase properly," Zabini continued without discouragement, "Mail-order manuals can't solve everything."

"I think so too." Pansy agreed, holding up the brochure that was obviously not new in her hand: "Daphne and I have almost bought all the mail-order brochures for this month."

"It's okay dear," Daphne said with a sweet smile. "Without tomorrow, the new mail-order brochure will be in our hands. Did you forget? Today is the end of the month."

"But you know, cough," Pansy shrugged, "I really wonder what Oberon will do with Lancet. After all, Lancet is also 14 years old..."

Draco put down the knife and stood up: "Since you care about our second-in-command so urgently, then tidy up yourself, and then..." Scanned around the boys and girls whose faces were full of excitement about seeing gossip They, "Zabini and Pansy will lead the team to Hogsmeade."

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small theater:

Xiaolong: Since you are so concerned about our second-in-command, you should organize yourself, and then...Zabini and Pansy will lead the team to Hogsmeade.

Everyone: (⊙o⊙)...Then what are you doing?

Xiaolong: I'm going to catch rape (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The author has something to say: Today Jiyou’s essays entered V, all kinds of envy _(:зゝ∠)_, people have written the fourth book, and I am still stuck in the first book of all evil.The most important thing is that I haven't finished the magical function of a text at any time, I don't want to open Sen/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Finally, I recommend Jiyou Wenwen "The Great Saint Asked Me to Patrol the Mountain"

☆、Professor and Black Dog

48. The Professor and the Black Dog

When meeting Draco and the others, Carter was strongly expressing his wish to sit in a coffee shop for a while, um, the one that Draco and Lancet went to a year ago.One year has not improved the taste of the owner of this store much. On the contrary, the fancy decoration in the store is even better than before.

"It's useless to say anything," the boy said with a puffy face, "don't expect me to walk into this stupid coffee shop with you." More than half of his attention was directed to the two people outside the door. Lance could even imagine what kind of news would come out of Hogwarts tomorrow if he and Carter stepped into the store. .

"Well, if you insist." The young man who was rejected outright seemed to be in a good mood, "Since you don't like this family——"

"I think so," Draco's voice suddenly came from the door of the broomstick care shop behind them, Lancet turned around in surprise, and Zabini greeted him with a smile.But Lanster didn't have time to pay attention to him, because at the front of the small group of people, Draco was walking towards this side step by step, continuing what he just said: "There's nothing you like or don't like, is there? Lancet. Didn't we spend our first Hogsmeade day here together last year?"

"Oh..." There's nothing wrong with that, but, those kids standing behind Draco, are you all right?Lancet's gaze involuntarily passed over Draco, and settled on the little pusher behind him.Attention, dear students, your jaws have dropped to the floor.

"Of course, we can also understand that Lanster still has a good eye for choosing who to spend Hogsmeade Day with." Draco took Lanster's hesitation as a default, The corners of his mouth curled up to complete his speech.

Actually not.Lanster groaned, I just don't want to be in that horrible café again, with anyone.However, he didn't make this point clear, no matter it was true or not, at this time he really hoped that Carter would give up some unrealistic ideas under Draco's language attack.By the way-

"Draco?" The young man finally showed a bright expression on his face, "Maybe you can continue to accompany Carter to finish Hogsmeade instead of me, you know, I am really powerless in knowing the way, and, suddenly I think there are still some things in school..."

"Hmm," Prince Slytherin reluctantly agreed to the request, "In this case, Mr. Oberon, I hope I can have the honor to bring you to experience Hogsmeade again?"

"My honor," Carter nodded politely, "I hope it won't cause you too much trouble."

Before turning around to leave, Lance glanced at the expressions of the two, "It seems that everything is going well and harmonious." The young man muttered contentedly.

……

In the following time, the students of Hogwarts gradually got used to the situation that students from the other two wizarding schools attended classes with them.Because of the different subjects, the teaching contents of the three schools are also determined by themselves, such as the characteristic subject of Hogwarts: Defense Against the Dark Arts.It has become the favorite course of Beauxbaton's girls because of its own scarcity and the charm of Professor Dog, and it is not limited to the seventh grade class, as long as it catches up with Sirius' third grade and above courses, it can be taught in the classroom I found the Beauxbatons girls in there.

And Durmstrang's students are more inclined to the black magic courses taught in their own school, so it can be said that they don't like the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. On the contrary, the courses taught by Professor Snape, who has always made small animals feel scary, are more Of course, Karkaroff's admiration for Professor Snape himself also played a big role in it.

As long as he had time, the German headmaster who graduated from Hogwarts would hang around Professor Snape and chatter endlessly.

"If it weren't for the appearance of the two of them, I would have thought that Karkaroff had taken a fancy to the dean." During a lunch time, when Lance returned from outside the castle after taking flying lessons, Te Zai once again witnessed Karkaroff carefully following behind his dean, and he finally expressed his point of view at the dinner table.

Crabbe knocked over his glass, and the pumpkin juice in his glass quickly spread on the tablecloth.Fortunately, just as they were about to soak into the positions of Gore and Doug, the water stains on the table suddenly disappeared.Undoubtedly, another masterpiece of house elves.

"Good point, but you have to be careful not to let the professor hear this." Pansy originally planned to move her dinner plate aside, but after seeing that the water stains disappeared, she took Lancet with confidence. of this topic. "Before he saw an article left in the Potions classroom by a girl in Hufflepuff."

"Oh," Zabini, who is always well-informed, has already reacted, and made full use of his face to make a grimace, "Poor child, it is said that she was locked up by the dean and Professor Black for a school year. .”

"What does this matter to Professor Black?" After the water stains on the table disappeared, he began to think of Hermione's House-Elf Rights Promotion Association, and now Lancet finally brought his attention back to the conversation just now. "I can't think of anything where the two of them put a student together." Usually, when a student upsets one of the two of them, the other will more or less have some appreciation for that student in their own classroom.

"You must not have imagined it." Pansy said with her face held in joy, "That book is about the love story between Professor Snape and Professor Black."

No one could save the poor tablecloth this time, Lanster spit out the milk in one gulp.

"Oh!" Pansy still didn't escape the fate of not having a good lunch after all, the girl sitting directly opposite Lanster had an undisguised look of disgust, "I want to change seats, Zabini, you can sit tomorrow it's here."

"No," Zabini rejected her request righteously, and returned a gloating smile, "I'm growing my body."

God is sorry, who can persuade this child who is already over 180 centimeters to show a little face?

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small theater:

Xiaolong: To be clear, we, Lance, just want to go to this couples coffee shop with me.

Lance: No, I—

Xiaolong: (stares) What do you want to say?

Lance: ...It's nothing, it's just what he said (⊙﹏⊙)

Carter: ... (The system prompts that your competitor Carter Oberon has received a knowing blow)

☆, making badges

49. Making Badges

On Wednesday night, after they finished their astronomy class together, Draco headed straight to his room.This was not his normal nocturnal activity, and generally speaking, the Prince of Hogwarts would rather lie in the Slytherin lounge than go back to his room early to prepare for rest. Watch some "idle books" on the couch exclusive to Laco.

"He's probably planning something big," Goyle said honestly. "I woke up once in History of Magic class this morning, and Draco was flipping through a rather thick book. I'm sure it wasn't a History of Magic textbook."

"Bet on the fried bacon tomorrow morning," Lanster said uninterestedly, "No matter what he's doing these days, there is only one purpose."

Several people said in unison, "It's uncomfortable for Potter."

Of course, our savior boy is uncomfortable enough by now that no one, except the Slytherins who won't support him at all, will believe that he didn't put his name in that wooden cup, and, even in those Among those who did not believe in him, two-thirds did not support him.This situation resembled the grand occasion when Harry was rumored to be Slater's new heir after the Chamber of Secrets was opened two years ago.

By the way, what was Draco's reaction at that time?Oh... Lancet tapped his forehead. At that time, he seemed to be petrified, so he didn't know much about it.

That night and the following Thursday night, Draco chose to study his own affairs in his room. Lancet didn't know what he wanted to do, but when he was about to fall asleep, Draco Coe asked himself through the two-way mirror, "What do you think of that Granger badge?"

Lanster had a creepy feeling.

At noon the next day, Lancet's feeling came true. "Look at this," while eating, Draco stuffed a bag to Lancet.The jingling in that bag easily reminded Lanster of the topic they discussed last night.

He opened the bag and pulled out something—it turned out to be a badge with bright red letters written in beautiful cursive script, "Support Cedric Diggory - The True Champion of Hogwarts" "Langster read them out, looking at the people around him in disbelief, "What medicine did you take wrong?"

"No, not this," Draco snatched the badge from his hand impatiently, "this is just to enhance the circulation and trigger 'resonance'."

"It's the first time I know that you also need to resonate with others." Lanster said blankly. Generally speaking, what the young master said has already resonated with everyone.

"Special period." Draco raised his eyebrows, and pressed his hand on the badge. Under Lanster's eyes, the words on it quickly changed, they turned green, flashing Shining: Potter stinks.

"I did a little research." The platinum boy said proudly, "Although there is a little trouble in it—"

"But it's totally worth it." Zabini said cheerfully from beside them. "Give me one of these Dracos. Although its appearance lacks beauty, the content more than makes up for it."

"There are quite a few here," Lanster reflexively threw the bag in his hand into his arms, "You can pick whatever you want."

"Oh, of course he can," Draco lazily put the badge on his chest, "I've made quite a few of these things, suitable for all ages."

It is true that the badges in the bag have various colors and shapes, but the same thing is that each badge has the function of changing at any time to satisfy Draco. "I added transformation magic and overlapping magic to it." Draco introduced lazily when the other Slytherins were begging for badges.

"Needless to say, my dear." Pansy was fiddling with the badge she liked more, "Just with these handwritings written by you, they will have a good distribution channel, and the girls will love it. "

"It seems that you have a new way to earn money?" Lanster didn't pick the badge in that bag, but he didn't stop other people's actions either.Preventing a Slytherin from attacking Gryffindor is as unreasonable as preventing a carnivore from eating. Of course, Lanster still silently prayed in his heart that Harry and the others would meet the Slytherin group later Badge team.

But apparently his prayers had no effect. In the afternoon, Harry met a group of people led by Draco at the door of the Potions classroom.

"Look who this is," Draco led Goyle and Crabbe to the front, "Hmm, we are the fourth warrior in the Triwizard Tournament."

Although his words were full of sarcasm, at this moment, it was far less attractive than the badge that looked like SPEW on their chests. Draco's cursive font was so eye-catching that Harry looked at the badge with a smile. It took a while to show an embarrassed expression, but it wasn't over yet.

"What are you looking at?" The platinum boy asked knowingly. "Are you looking at this? I guess you don't like this sentence, how about this one?"

It can be said that Master Draco has been waiting for this moment for a long time. Even before that, he had delayed his history of magic class because of making this thing.His pale and slender fingers pressed on the badge, and immediately, that line of writing that Lanster couldn't bear to look at appeared on the surface of the badge.

This action was like a signal, and after that, all the Slytherin's chests were flashing a blinding green light.Instead, the savior boy's face was flushed with an angry red, the kind that would make Draco deeply happy.But the girl next to him seemed more restless than the panting green-eyed boy.

"Yeah, this is really interesting." The brown-haired girl looked sharply at Pansy, who was not far away from her—the girl was fascinated by Draco's triumphant look, with a nympho, "Extraordinary wit ,Yes or no?"

"I think so too, Granger." Draco replied lazily, ignoring her tone, "It looks much better than that 'vomit' thing. At least it's useful, and that badge of yours... ..."

Draco's words did not continue, because opposite him, the green-eyed boy who had endured to the limit had already pulled out his wand.

"The fire is hot!" A red light flew towards Draco.

Compared with him, Draco's movements are not slow at all. Lance even suspected that Draco was ready for a fight at any time from the beginning. He quickly turned his body and hit a spell backhand , "The front teeth match is great!"

If there is anything particularly worth learning about Harry in actual combat, it is probably his dodging speed. Even though sometimes his reserve spells are much less than Draco's, he still has a way to keep himself away from the opponent's evil as much as possible. curse.Now he turned sideways like Draco had done before, and Draco's spell scraped his clothes and hit the people next to him.

"Hey Goyle!"

"Oh! Hermione—"

Suddenly there was a low cry from the crowd, and then, as the crowd gave in like Moses divided the sea, the figure of Professor Snape also appeared in front of everyone.

"Can anyone tell you poor Potions masters what happened here that you, dared, pull out your wands at the basement door?"

☆, beetles

50. Beetle

Like every Slytherin and Gryffindor verdict made by Professor Snape, Draco led the other Slytherins into the door of the Potions classroom without incident.

On the other side, Lancet seemed to see the gemstone in the hourglass belonging to Gryffindor College fall down a lot.But speaking of it, Hermione's front teeth still made Lanster somewhat concerned. If there was one person in Gryffindor that Lanster always felt was suitable for him to associate with, then it was undoubtedly this little girl.

"Why do you use this kind of spell?" When taking the materials, Lancet poked Draco, who was puffing up his chest and trying to make his badge more conspicuous, "You have at least a hundred spells that can be used play."

The other party looked at him with a bit of reproach, "Oh, you don't have to worry about that, it's our boys' business."

Lanster stared at him in disbelief, "What's the matter with you? What do you mean 'you guys'? Did you forget when we shared the same bathroom?"

This time Draco looked even more surprised than he was, "When?"

The boy thought about it seriously, and found that he really didn't have such a memory. "Uh, in my mind."

Draco seemed to think about it seriously, and frowned slightly, "Oh, you're still young. Even if you can't wait to learn about my bathroom..."

"Excuse me," Zabini next to them said with a playful smile, "did I hear something extraordinary?"

Not at all, Lancet said to himself.In contrast, Draco gave Zabini a terrifying smile: "You have to learn when to shut up, dear, Zabini."

The sentence punctuation method similar to that of Dean Snape made people feel chills behind, Zabini immediately chose his own materials and returned to his seat, and quietly stuffed some of the potion materials he chose and was easy to take care of. Neville's group next to him.I don't know when they started to become like this. During the Potions class, the only adjacent but safe potions team belonged to the potions teams of the two colleges.

When they were all in their positions, Professor Snape stated his requirements for this class: "As I said just now, in this class, you will brew the antidote you thought of before. " His black eyes scanned the whole group and continued, "Finally, I will choose one of you to test whether your antidote is effective."

Lancet heard Crabbe moaning from beside him, "I hope it's me who was hit by the spell just now." He said pitifully, "Goyle is such a lucky guy."

Regarding this point, Lanster didn't know how to comfort him. In fact, he didn't want to comfort him at all.Because anyone with eyes would notice that when Professor Snape said the malicious words behind, his eyes never left the face of the savior boy.

In other words, even if Crabbe wants to show off his 'superior' level of potion, he has no chance, not to mention, since Lancet and Crabbe belong to the same group, how could he let Crabbe put his classwork Boil into a pot of poison?

Apparently Harry also understood what Professor Snape meant, and in the next half of the class, his face became paler and paler as time passed, until the basement door was pushed open again——

Outside the door is the brother of Gryffindor whose younger brother fell into the black lake at the beginning of school.Apparently called Colin Creevey, the boy showed his enthusiasm for the Savior boy and himself when he first arrived at Hogwarts.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm taking Harry Potter upstairs."

Lancet thought he would immediately hear the refusal from Professor Snape, but unexpectedly, the Dean's black eyes stayed on Harry's face for a while, "What are you going to do?"

The boy's face was flushed red, and as bold as Creevey he could only stammer and speak in this low pressure, "Uh, sir, it was Mr. Bagman who asked him to go. All the warriors are here. It should be about , some matters concerning the Triwizard Tournament."

Professor Snape's lips pursed into a line, fully expressing his dissatisfaction with this matter. "Very good, very good." But after seeing the savior boy's move to bury his face in the cauldron, he said, "Then quickly get out of my sight, immediately."

If I had to find a word to describe the actions of the savior boy at this time, it would be amnesty. When he passed by the badges full of green lights, he met Lanster's eyes. The boy smiled at him, but The corner of the mouth raised in 'Potter stinky shit' didn't make the other person feel much better.Probably only in the empty hallway can he really relax.

Fortunately, Lancet didn't expect Harry to calmly smile back at him at this time. In fact, Lancet had already planned to be snubbed by this warrior in the Triwizard Tournament. Because he can be sure that Draco's measures against Harry will only temporarily come to an end with the end of the Triwizard Tournament.

"What do you think they're going to do?" Handing the cauldron to Crabbe to stir, Lancet was temporarily free to harass Draco in front of him.

"What else could it be? The only thing they could get together to do before the first project of the Triwizard Tournament was the routine." Draco's antidote steps had also reached the stage of stirring, and today he didn't have Goyle by his side Slowing down his progress, this led to the Hogwarts prince at this time being able to complete his classwork with ease. "Could Bagman still get them together to discuss the first project?"

Lancet thought for a while, "I think—"

"uh-huh?"

"The last point you said is indeed something that Bagman might do."

Draco moved his seat forward, showing strong dislike for his second seat's analysis.

At the end of the Potions class, no one was named to try their own antidote. Lancet and the others followed the stairs back to the ground and headed towards the auditorium.Suddenly, Lanster stopped in his tracks, "Look, that woman is simply another version of Professor Trelawney."

He was talking about a girl with curly hair, her hair was delicate, stiff, and tossed into grotesque curls, combined with her amazingly long chin, jeweled glasses, fat red nail polish fingers... …If Professor Trelawney is a dragonfly, she is a beetle.

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small theater:

Xiaolong (holding the beetle): Do you know how to write it?

Rita Skeeter (nods her head): Although Viktor Krum from Durmstrang and Carter Oberon from Beauxbatons, France have long coveted the little prince of the piano, Little Notre Mr. already has his own heart.

Xiaolong: That is——

Rita Skeeter (flattering): Of course you are!

Xiaolong (satisfied): Well, let me let you go.

The author has something to say: Hey Hey's Little Theater 1:

Lance: [Help] My boyfriend prefers to cause trouble for his nemesis rather than me having fun with me. Has he taken a fancy to his nemesis? What should I do?Waiting online, very urgent_(:зゝ∠)_

Hehe's Little Theater 2:

Xiaolong: You can only trick me into going out with you, hehe

Carter: You can only use threats to prevent Lan Lan from playing with me, hehe

Xiaolong (Carter): Come on, Lan Lan!

Lan Lan: Huh? 【Strength is overwhelming.jpg】

Baby Deer's Little Theater:

Lance: Draco, can you walk around Hogsmeade with Mr. Oberon?

……

Lance: It's quite harmonious...

Soon after,

The Draco×Oberon fanfic "Falling in Love with a Rival" is now on sale...

Lance and Slytherin: I'm blind...(?-ω?`)

They are all self-sufficient good kids paper 2333333

☆, the first project

51. The first project

Draco followed his gaze, turned his eyes around the lady beetle, and said dryly, "Rita Skeeter, one of the reporters from the Daily Prophet." He paused, He fully expressed his incomprehension of his second concern, "I don't see anything worthy of her attention."

"I don't think so either," the boy said, "I just think her image is quite eye-catching."

Two days later, Lancet realized how sloppy the 'unworthy of attention' evaluation he and Draco had made.

Almost from the day Lanster met Draco, the Daily Prophet had been a constant dish on the Platinum Prince's table, and even though it babbled most of the time, sometimes it still It will accidentally report something that the public should really know.Of course, in Lancet's view, the Daily Prophet was most valuable in Draco's hands when the platinum boy held up one of their copies and laughed at one of the Gryffindor trio , but that was by no means today.

"That beetle wrote a biography for Potter." Draco was disgusted after taking a look at today's "Daily Prophet", but he couldn't resist the dynamic psychology of wanting to know more about his deadly enemy. During breakfast, that poor newspaper was repeatedly thrown on the table by Draco and picked up again...

Until the end of the breakfast, Draco let out a sigh of relief, and put the newspaper that took up a large section with the picture of the savior boy back on the table.

"Excuse me, Lanster," Zabini beside him nodded at the newspaper, "could you fold that side up? Everyone is eating."

"...Yes, I still cry for them sometimes at night, and I don't think it's ashamed to admit it... Uh, what?" Lanster asked, looking up from his silence, "I was reading the news just now, Didn't hear you clearly."

"You call this news?" Draco said with a piece of corned beef in his mouth, "If it didn't have a different signature, I would think that Lockhart had changed his career to write inspirational novels."

"No one is forcing you to look at this Draco," the young man looked at him gently, "you have to ask for it yourself, and besides, if it's really disgusting and you can't eat it, then don't force yourself." Draco said here After the sentence was over, he really put down the tableware in his hand. It seemed that he was forced to read Harry's report just now.

"Since you don't read it, and you don't want to see him," Lanster picked up the newspaper and put it in front of him, "I can take it to the divination class to read."

"And then let Professor Trelawney yell at you?" Daphne interjected, "With all due respect, even across a newspaper, the picture of Potter can attract Professor Trelawney's attention. "

Lanster thought about it, and decided to read it quickly during breakfast time.So he lowered his head, and immediately saw a sentence that almost made him spit, "...Harry is inseparable from a girl named Hermione Granger. Miss Granger is amazingly beautiful. She was born in a Muggle family. She looks like Like Harry, one of the top students in the school..."

This sentence did not escape Princess Pansy's ears after reading it, and the black-haired girl immediately expressed her different opinions, "I can't see how beautiful a chipmunk is." Of course, Draco's The focus is different, "'Also' one of the top students? If that's how they define the word, then I refuse to put that title on my head."

As a result, Zabini laughed without fear of death, "Of course you are not a top student, Your Royal Highness, you are a nerd."

Zabini, how are you?I seem to see how you can't borrow History of Magic notebooks for the final exam.On the other side, Daphne suddenly chuckled, "Oh, here he is again, Krum."

Yeah, and Krum.Lanster raised his head, and sure enough, he saw Victor walking towards him.In fact, except for the two meals that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had just arrived at Hogwarts, they ate at the same table, the students of the two schools generally spent the rest of the time on their own school vehicles. meals and accommodation.But Krum is different. As Karkaroff's favorite student, Karkaroff can't wait to tie him to his belt wherever he goes. Therefore, Krum spends most of his time with them. Dining.

Thanks to Klum's 'outspokenness' and Hogwarts Weekly's know-it-all