[HP] Noble

There is no temperature in the memory, but seeing so many dementors at once is enough to send chills all over the body-in the end, almost everyone can't wait to leave Dumbledore's memory.

Though the recollection is still going on - before Scorpius leaves, he looks back and notices that Dumbledore turned to Draco after destroying all the Dementors, he looks so weak that he almost died, and he moves The lips seemed to say something——

When they returned to Dumbledore's office, there was a patter of light rain with hail outside, and the fireplace in the old headmaster's office was burning brightly and warmly.When Scorpius woke up, he found himself sitting on a soft wool rug, half leaning on Draco's body, he moved, and soon found that the senior Slytherin had already woken up, but Did not push him away.

When he felt the other party's indifferent gaze, Scorpius sat up straight with horror.

Harry swept away a spider that was trying to spin a web on him. He stood up, regardless of the other two Slytherins present, and directly expressed to the old headmaster that he wanted to learn the ability to completely destroy The wish of the ghost's spell.

However, Dumbledore politely rejected Gryffindor as everyone expected.

"If it's only equivalent to the Patronus Charm in a sense, the people in the Ministry of Education have already incorporated it into the textbook, Harry." Dumbledore sat down behind his desk, waved his wand, and four cups Hot tea appeared in front of him, he pushed three of the cups out, and then added some milk to his own cup, "I have lived a long time, and I claim to have a wide range of knowledge, but I have never seen anyone successfully use it. This spell - it requires special and harsh conditions, has almost completely lost its meaning of existence, and this spell has been almost forgotten, and only a few ancient magic families have kept it. So in theory, we usually take it by default. Ghosts cannot be destroyed."

"I noticed you mentioned negative emotions, Professor." Harry blinked, a little unwilling to give up.

"That's something that dementors can usually bring us." Dumbledore smiled, "This is a very interesting phenomenon. The negative emotions that dementors bring to us are an important condition for destroying their spells. In the ancient Chinese dialect, I think it is probably the truth that 'water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it'."

"If it's just such a condition—"

"We are facing hundreds of dementors, Potter." Draco frowned, interrupting him impatiently, "use your brain, the difference between hundreds of dementors and one."

Dumbledore gave Draco a meaningful look before turning his gaze back to Gryffindor: "I thought I was dying, Harry."

"What?" said Harry, confused, "but you're not going to die."

"Of course I also have a day when I will inevitably die." Dumbledore folded his hands and gently placed them on the table. After the moist white mist of milk tea, his expression became blurred and invisible. Death hunts not many people."

"But there are." Harry was a little unhappy, he knew that it was not very polite to speak like this.Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't care about his offense, but his smile became deeper: "Yes, Harry, as far as I know, there used to be an ancient magic family whose ancestors saw Death and escaped Hunted by the god of death, he lived to be in his 80s, and finally died."

"Such a family does not exist—we are past the age of listening to fairy tales, Professor." Draco stood up from the sofa with a cold face, readjusted his tie, and tied it back meticulously , "Once again, I apologize for everything that day, and today was such a lively and interesting lesson."

"That's absolutely unnecessary, young Mr Malfoy," said Dumbledore gently, "Say hello to your father and Severus for me."

……

Coming out of Dumbledore's office, Scorpius wanted to ask Draco several times what he said to the old headmaster at the end of his memory—he had a hunch that they didn't see the real end of the memory and it wasn't Coincidentally, but Dumbledore didn't want them to see something.

However, several times he almost swallowed the words he was about to say, and they were swallowed by Draco's calm eyes. It was not his fault. Yes, not many people could keep calm under Draco's silent gaze.

It's true that Scorpius' memory has been disturbed, but he vaguely remembers, at least when he first entered school, that Draco Malfoy wasn't such a quiet person - and that as he got older, he became More and more calm and reticent.Oddly, this doesn't seem to affect his position, but instead makes his position as leader of Slytherins more and more entrenched, almost untouchable.

It was entirely because of a small accident that Scorpius was deeply aware of this.

Even though the wizarding world has been troubled by the dark monarch, in Hogwarts, it seems to be a leisurely and calm paradise.Classes were attended without fail, and the papers assigned by the professors did not decrease by a few inches because there was another student missing from the long desk of a certain college one day-so, in this case, the Hogwarts leader It's rare for the strange game to be held normally.

And the first game is the highly anticipated Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.

Usually, the confrontation between these two colleges is the most interesting match in terms of strength and gunpowder.So on the day of the game, even though the sky was cloudy and the elementary school was still falling, there were still many students crowded and shouting in the stands of the Hogwarts Quidditch field, including Ravenclaw and others who had no interest at all. Hufflepuff, they were a bit late, but by the time the players entered the front row of the two Houses had already been filled to the brim.

Not to mention hyperactive Gryffindors and gloomy Slytherins.

The reason why the Gryffindors were excited was that they didn't expect such good luck today. Slytherin's main chaser, Vase, was unable to play today because of an injury in training, so they had to replace it with a fourth-year girl substitute.

If that wasn't the best part, it was ecstatic enough that since early this morning, the soul leader of the Slytherins had disappeared without a trace.

No one knew where Draco had gone, captain of the Slytherin house team, he had vanished on the day of the match.

Scorpius smiled at his frozen hands, and finally understood where the intense uneasiness he had felt since the morning came from.He looked around, but was surprised to find that no one complained, almost all the Slytherins came to the stands, even though their emotions were not too high.Pansy was standing on his left, half of her face was hidden behind the silver and green scarf, she couldn't see her expression, but she could easily see the worry in her eyes.

And Scorpius knew very well that girls never cared much about what would happen to the Quidditch match itself.

Then there was only one answer, Pansy she was worried about Draco.

And most of the gloomy and absent-minded senior Slytherins in the stands probably thought the same as her.

"Don't worry, Pansy, just trust him." Zabini appeared on Pansy's left, the handsome boy smiled, stretched out his hand and gently patted the black-haired Slytherin girl on the head, Messed up her hair a bit.

Now that the Slytherin players have entered the arena, the atmosphere in the Slytherin stands has become a little more lively than before. While Scorpius applauded and cheered with everyone, he took the time to ask Zabini standing behind him: "We Now it seems that it's not just the disappearance of the captain, you will find that we don't even have a seeker."

"It's not that Draco has nothing planned." Zabini blinked, "I once offered to replace him as the Seeker temporarily—oh, my dear, your eyes are not very polite."

Scorpius blinked: "You can play Quidditch."

"I will, and I have a good eye—if I don't think the sport is a bit reckless..." Zabini frowned, "but Draco turned me down without hesitation, which is really sad."

"Has he found another replacement?—"

"Of course, it's very surprising—" Zabini smiled slyly, and nodded his chin at the blurred green figures that kept entering the field, motioning them to look over there.

Seekers are usually the last to enter the field, and Scorpius glanced absently at the end of the line, which almost made his jaw drop in shock——

"Why is she?!"

……

However, it was clear that Scorpius was definitely not the only one who was half-surprised to death in the arena—I saw a figure rushing impulsively from the scarlet team of Gryffindor, interrupting the team of athletes entering the field. - and five seconds later, that figure was brought back by another figure at the end of the Gryffindor line.

"That's what happened!" Ron kept writhing violently on the broom, as if trying to almost free his robe from Harry's clutching hands, his face was flushed, almost It was looking up to the sky and roaring towards the distance: "Ginny—you'd better explain to me clearly, what are you doing!"

"Okay, Ron—"

"If she doesn't get a satisfactory answer, she won't be able to step into the house this Christmas—"

"Honestly I don't think it's up to you to—well, come over here man—"

"Oh Harry—look at her—green—"

"..."

Yes, Mr. Malfoy, the captain of the Slytherin house team, brought in an astonishing replacement - he actually brought in Ginny Weasley.

The red-haired girl was riding on a brand new Nimbus 2001, and the green Slytherin robe stood out against her red hair.

"I never knew the Weasleys could afford a Nimbus?" Scorpius snorted pointedly.

Pansy took a quick look at him, and a vague voice came from behind the scarf. She meant the broom, which should have been given by Draco, because he did have the habit of giving brooms to new recruits.

But that's all custom made.Scorpius added in his heart that he didn't see a Weasley in the list of new members of the Quidditch team before. Yuxue ran to the Quidditch store and pressed the order form written by him... The fourth-year Slytherin pursed his lips unhappily.

The game starts soon.

If some people had reservations about Ginny at the beginning, then in the first 10 minutes of the game, after Ginny harassed Harry for the third time and lost the Snitch, the Slytherins finally felt a little relieved.And in the sky, Mr. Ron Weasley, the Gryffindor keeper, was half dead.

He didn't even mind fouling, and grabbed Ginny who was passing by him along the way—

"what do you mean?!"

Gryffindor asked furiously.

But his sister turned her head and shrugged with a smile: "Everyone is their own master, Ron."

After finishing speaking, under Mrs. Hodge's excited whistle and warning, she broke away from her little brother, turned the front end of the broom lightly, slid away from Ron quickly, and followed Harry closely again Behind him—yes, from the very beginning of the game, Ginny had hardly been serious about finding the Snitch, and she had been concentrating on harassing Harry so that he couldn't catch the Snitch to end the game.

And his sister's behavior seemed to deal an infinite blow to Ron, and then... completely inspired his fighting spirit.

In the next game, he saved countless balls and played exceptionally well.On the contrary, although the Seeker did not have a single heart, Slytherin, who had lost the core of the team, was almost in a downturn all the time. The fourth-year girl who replaced Vasser made frequent mistakes due to lack of experience on the court.

By the end of the first half, the snow had fallen a little harder, and the score was 170-[-], with Gryffindor leading.

The Slytherin players gathered around, discussing something from time to time, their faces were not very good-in the past few years, the Slytherin players had never been so obviously suppressed by Gryffindor, they simply They couldn't imagine what kind of anger they would have to endure from the captain if Potter caught the Snitch in the second half.

At the beginning of the second half, they cheered up a bit and scored two goals again, but Gryffindor scored two goals soon - and then fell into a stalemate. Ginny followed Harry very purposefully, There is no rush to see business.

"Finally got up." Zabini touched his chin, "I asked Weasley to remind them that if their captain hadn't died, they probably wouldn't be happy to see such a miserable score when they came back."

Scorpius: "..."

Zabini: "It seems to have some effect."

No. 40 minutes into the game, Mrs. Hodge blew the whistle - at this time, the sky was already snowing heavily, and there was a commotion on the Quidditch field, but because of the heavy snow, standing in the auditorium, It was almost impossible to see what was happening on the Quidditch field.

Scorpius narrowed his eyes, leaned out and looked down, and vaguely saw a green figure slowly walking out from the entrance where the Slytherin players entered.

And soon after, he heard thunderous cheers from the Slytherins behind him.

Scorpius blinked, for some reason, this time he easily saw what was happening on the ground—

With half of his body leaning out, he effortlessly met those silver-gray eyes that had no emotion.

"..."

Scorpius' heart trembled suddenly, as if being gently scratched by a cat with manicured nails.

Ginny hovered in the sky for a moment, then slowly landed in front of Draco.She walked into the platinum aristocrat and didn't know what she said in his ear. The latter just nodded lightly. He lowered his head and didn't notice the red-haired girl's too bright and beautiful smile. He fumbled in his pocket expressionlessly. After touching it, he took out the captain's logo and put it on his arm.

This ordinary scene seemed to bring some great significance, the cheers in the Slytherin stands became louder, and the enthusiastic calls almost overturned the entire Quidditch arena.

Scorpius scratched his head and retracted his protruding body.

Three minutes later, Draco Malfoy stepped onto his strange-looking broom.

Ten minutes later, Draco Malfoy caught the Snitch.

One hundred and seventeen to one hundred and seven, the first Quidditch match of the year ended in a tie.