[hp] Dragon Training

[Hogwarts Slughorn classroom dormitory hall]

Everyone fell silent when the professor described the Dark Lord in this way. The boys began to think how terrible this man was, and the girls began to imagine... how beautiful this man was.

Fletta finished eating the ice cream, biting the spoon and asked suddenly: "Is that person really as good as you said?"

Slughorn took a deep breath and finally nodded lividly: "Yes."

The silver-haired boy swallowed the spoon, licked the cream and put it back into the bowl: "How does it compare to Draco?"

Everyone didn't expect this third-year Slytherin to ask this question, but when they came back to their senses, they were looking forward to the answer to this question. Hermione, Ginny, and Harry sat up straight and looked at the professor. Luna smiled and propped her chin. Gazing blankly at Draco, Zabini Fletta looked serious.

Slughorn seemed to be very entangled in this question, his eyes shifted to Draco, he opened his mouth to answer, but he hesitated looking at his face.After a long time, he seemed to have discovered something: "You are... platinum blonde hair..."

"what?"

"Malfoy...Malfoy..." Slughorn, who had just regarded Draco as his proud disciple just now, suddenly turned pale. He looked at Draco as if he remembered something terrible, and finally Shi Shi refused to stay for a second, and immediately stood up and announced loudly: "Today's dinner is here! Go back, children!"

Everyone was puzzled, but Slughorn really didn't intend to keep the guests. No matter whether the students stayed or not, he got up and left from the table, walked into the room and slammed the door hard.Catherine seemed to finally be unable to bear the atmosphere, and the little girl turned pale and rushed out of the door.

Draco frowned, and it seemed that he hadn't figured out which weak nerve his hair color had touched the professor for a while.He left the chair with a blank expression and stood up, intending to leave. By the way, he hooked his finger on the chin of a certain silver-haired, two-hundred-five-fifty-pointed, thin chin.Fleta's soul was gone, from the itching of the chin to the tip of the heart, and the whole person drifted away with the senior without even needing a dog chain.

Seeing that the Slytherins left so simply, the Gryffindors didn't want to stay anymore, shrugged their shoulders, and a group of lion cubs ran away.Luna's eyes were a little empty, as if she hadn't realized the situation. She looked at a strange hourglass on the coffee table in the distance and began to lose her mind again, and was dragged away by her friend.

Draco and Fletta walked in the corridors of Hogwarts. In order not to disturb the students' love affairs, the empathetic and spiritual school gave its prefects to turn off the lights all the way to the minimum, trying to create a The dark atmosphere of cheating.But the sky is not enough for people... Xiaoyi, the moonlight tonight is extremely bright, and the mercury-colored light illuminates the bluestone slabs of snow-white. The two walked on the road and passed the extremely long shadows cast by the moonlight.

Fletcher pulled at him: "Senior."

"Say."

"Give me a kiss."

"..." Draco glanced at the bastard, looked at his serious face and said, "No, I don't like the taste of hazelnut chocolate ice cream."

"Oh, I'll pay attention next time." Fletta was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "What! Why did you reject me? I was going to give you a comfort!"

Draco looked at him curiously: "Why are you comforting me?"

"Because Slughorn doesn't seem to like you a bit, my school's honor student chairman." Fletta smiled, "Do you want to dye your hair before tomorrow's class, or I think our potion The professor may not be able to attend class."

"Come on boy, my hair is neither a poison nor a murder weapon. He must have a reason for panicking like that, and maybe it has something to do with what I want to know." Draco didn't mind at all, coldly He glanced at him anxiously, "It's too late for me to be happy, you should be more realistic."

"Well, you are always like this. Everything is based on purpose and interests, and the process is always unimportant."

"This is the virtue of Slytherin, and I hope you can do the same in the future." Draco paused, "But in fact, sometimes I don't always put goals and interests first..."

"Oh? When?"

"When raising a little silver-white giant monster from childhood." Draco raised his eyebrows at him. "I'm still asking myself, what am I trying to do?"

Hearing what he said, Fletta was silent for two seconds, and finally he actually let out a laugh.The young man raised his head and stood on tiptoe slightly, hanging his hands around his senior's neck to forcefully pull his head off. The distance between them suddenly became very close, and the temperature of their breath was exchanged within close proximity.Draco only felt that in this month's cool night, Fleta's silver hair was as dazzling as mercury, and the expression on the [-]'s face was somewhat unpredictable. he.

"Yeah, what are you talking about?" Fleta smiled, and Draco only needed to move forward a centimeter to kiss him.

"Probably, raise it up, kill it and eat it."

"I'd be happier if I removed the 'killed'." Fleta was kissed deeply by the senior before he finished speaking. Draco had had enough of this little rascal's nonsense, and he didn't plan to give him any more. Long-winded opportunity.

Until the time of separation, Fletta's breath was still a little unsteady, but his nature of beating did not change: "Master Chairman, is the hazelnut chocolate ice cream still delicious?"

"Why are you so annoying?" Draco grabbed his face with one hand, licked the corner of his mouth as if he was really tasting the taste, then looked at the short little bastard and frowned and said, "I hate this breath, but what I hate even more is the feeling of guilt that I feel every time you seduce me successfully."

"Who made you like me?" Fletta was shameless, and the little hooligan wanted to kiss the male god.

"No, I hate you."

"Oh, really? My God, if Merlin is willing to give you one-tenth of my liking for you, then you will definitely love me deeply."

"Sweet words." Draco sneered mockingly, while expressing his disdain for his words, he brushed up the broken hair on his forehead and stamped it on his forehead.

Fletta looked at him with narrowed eyes like a kitten being stroked by its owner: "Senior, why don't you really dye your hair a different color."

"This is impossible. Platinum is a noble honor in my bones, but I still want to know why you are so obsessed with this matter."

"I want you to be dyed silver so you'll look like my brother. The next time you kiss me, you'll feel even more guilty. I like to see you kiss me affectionately while being morally condemned." , oh, my dear, that is very tempting."

"..." Draco pushed him away expressionlessly, and finally took a deep breath and was extremely irritable, "Didn't I tell you not to follow Mr. Alston to read strange novels?!"

Fletta: "..."

The silver-haired boy looked away guiltily, and confessed under Draco's increasingly cold eyes: "Oh! My dad said it was adolescence education. I think the writing is pretty good, just to see what's wrong!"

"Pretty bad." Draco looked at him coldly. "With all due respect, since I have worked so hard to raise you up at all costs, I feel I have an obligation to intervene in your adolescent education."

"Huh?" Fretta was confused.

Draco's smile had a deep meaning, which was somewhat unclear, like some kind of wild beast about to hunt: "As your predecessor and master, I have to be responsible to you, boy. When the right time comes, something about your puberty Some missing education, I think I will teach you well."

……

Fletta felt that she was floating all the way back to the dormitory. After being touched by the senior from the inside out, the whole dragon from the mind to the body was blown up.

He blushed, thinking about what the senior said to him, he closed the door in a daze. The moment the door closed, the young boy covered his face and screamed, and jumped onto his spring bed in a few steps. The whole person jumped wildly on the bed like a kangaroo.The fourth grade students downstairs thought it was an earthquake, raised their heads and looked at the ceiling inexplicably and frowned.

Fletta jumped up, landed on his back and bounced on the bed, rolled half a circle in the air and fell back to the bed without moving, laughing like an idiot.He didn't know how his father felt when his mother accepted and agreed to marry him. Now he is so happy, his only thought is: what!what!return!No!long!high!

The boy became more impatient as he thought about it. The silver-haired little Erbaiwu jumped off the bed and ran to the edge of the wall. There were many horizontal lines scratched on it. He scratched another mark on the wall with his thumbnail on the top of his head, looking forward to I took a few steps back and observed carefully, and found that the mark was a little higher than the mark made a week ago.He screamed again and fell on the bed, happily kicking his paws upwards to vent his excitement.

"No... I need an Animagus when I get excited, and calm down... Calm down." Fleita blushed and let out a strange laugh, took a few deep breaths and almost choked to death with saliva. "I think I can write it down. On a certain day in a certain year and a certain month, Draco will give me adult love education on mental health. Okay, I will remember it! Let me think about it. I might as well harass him tomorrow. The reason is that Say I don't know how to make potions, if he thinks I'm annoying, I'll take the opportunity to kiss him, if he doesn't think I'm annoying, I'll repay him by kissing him!"

...the child is hopeless.

"...Very good, okay, you can do it, Fletta. The senior will love you so much one day, come on!...But he may let me read the book of the Half-Blood Prince and solve the problem by myself ..." Fletta's boiling brain suddenly calmed down, and the screen in his mind seemed to be pressed the pause button, blinking his eyes and looking around.

"Huh? Where's my Half-Blood Prince's potion book?"