[HP] Noble

In fact, when I asked Scorpius to look back and analyze it, he deeply believed that he was also a remarkable person—if he had talked about platonic love with Prince Slytherin before he lost his memory, but now he lost his memory. By the way, the sheets were rolled up unambiguously.

Scorpius had no choice but to comfort himself that feelings are indelible by magic (...).

Master Malfoy snorted disdainfully after listening to the whole sentence, bared his teeth and buried the whole dragon in the water with a little dissatisfaction.

After rolling the sheets, what to do and what to do.

Standing next to the half-dead silver dragon's head, Scorpius took a hot shower humming a song in a good mood.After rushing, he sniffed his arm, wrinkled his nose, and told Draco that he still felt a fishy smell on his body.

The seriously offended magical creature smacked his shin with its tail without hesitation.

At night, the cat secretly smeared the medicine in the bed. After all, it was not a black hole. It was a bit swollen when I suddenly put something in it, but fortunately, there was no blood. Only Scorpius himself knew that there was something wrong in the back and he had to carry it. Going all the way down from the prefect's dormitory, pretending to be okay, walking all the way back to his own dormitory with his head held high is a painful and lonely thing.

... In order to pretend to be a "nothing person", he didn't even dare to hold the handrail of the stairs, which was too sad.

Draco's skills are good, and there are quite a few people "practicing skills" with him...

On the breakfast table, Scorpius propped his chin absently to pick up the food on the plate, his black eyes wandered around, and finally fixed on the face of Astoria not far away—probably because of Draco's deputy The reason why Rong was inconvenient to appear at the breakfast table was that today she was eating her own breakfast in a serious manner, instead of holding a book and pretending to be knowledgeable.

...It is estimated that this is a practice object.Scorpius sneered, and made a silent note in his mind.

Sensing the gaze of the black-haired Slytherin, the little girl raised her eyelids and gave Scorpius a wary and questioning look.

Scorpius smiled meaningfully at her, then looked away.

Since the beginning of this semester, Astoria Greengrass has always seen his expression like this, full of vigilance and nervousness, as if he would pounce on her at any time and swallow her alive-in fact, this somewhat made Scorpius think A little lonely, although he didn't like to see her, but he vaguely remembered that when he first came to Hogwarts, he had a good relationship with Astoria.

Or he thought he was good.

The relationship began to become tense probably when Astoria felt that she was Draco's fiancée, but judging by the gloating tone of her sister Daphne Greengrass, she knew that she was Draco's fiancée at the beginning of the third grade. It's completely out of play.

But this obviously didn't dampen the enthusiasm of the little girl, she always felt that she was Draco's girlfriend - this girl was so stupid to put things that were not her own wishful thinking in her scope.

However, Draco's increasingly mean face is becoming more and more popular in Hogwarts. In less than half a semester, Draco is full of people who don't see eye to eye with Astoria. The entire school's four houses, even those Gryffindors who are inconvenient to publicly announce that they are secretly in love with the soul leader of Slytherin, will send her a "blonde slut" when the blond aristocratic girl is making a bad face. woman".

After all, she is a noble girl. The elegant education she has received since she was a child made Astoria pale when she heard this description for the first time. He patted his shoulder to show sympathy, but he thought that some old-fashioned British nobles didn't like being patted on the shoulder, so he withdrew his hand, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and passed by.

That scene made him deeply feel that being with Prince Slytherin requires a strong heart.

Either you are a princess who is truly worthy of him, or you are another prince who can stand by his side.

As for myself?

Scorpius positioned himself as a local rich man—to be specific, what he flaunted to Porter back then was all the truth. He felt that he was pretty good, he was not bad-looking, his blood was quite upright, and his family was powerful. (It’s just that I’m a little poor)… Besides this, if I insist on finding out any shortcomings, because I was educated in a sheep-herding style since I was a child, it may not be very elegant.

……

"I can't see that you feel pretty good about yourself."

Sitting in the common room, Pansy flipped through her magazines calmly. She had just visited Draco today, and it happened that Draco was eating a lively black scale dragon fish alive. The scene was called a bloody one. Stimulating, Pansy screamed again and again in fright, grabbed Scorpius by the collar and yelled at him three times, "How do you feed him?"

Scorpius sniffed and felt a little cold. He didn't tell Pansy that he went to the black lake to catch the lively fresh arowana himself in the morning - he didn't have much ability, he could only use the Beast Curse , Just from the lessons of the Hippogriff back then, we know that this type of spell doesn't work very well on magical animals—so in the last winter, he was drenched in lake water mixed with ice slag.

When he brought the fish to Draco, Draco didn't even give him a straight look, obviously still angry at himself for teasing him about dropping a pool of scales last night.

And at this moment, his collar was wrinkled, and Pansy hadn't helped him fix it since he had been ravaged by it.He sat cross-legged on the sofa, thought for a while, and superfluously distanced himself from the relationship: "I'm just making a horizontal comparison, Pansy, not that I'm going to have anything to do with Draco—"

"Anyway, you've seen him like that," Pansy said without raising his eyelids, "if you still want to be with Draco, no one can stop you. From the first time I saw Draco's blood Totally dispelled the idea, the 'full moon phase' of the magic animal is close to maturity, the sex drive is strong, my God, that's a dragon, I can't imagine how big a dragon is there- anyway I There is no way to calmly spread your thighs like this—"

"..." Scorpius laughed dryly.

"Little Greengrass is definitely not good." Pan Xi said with contempt on her face, "Judging by her sister's delicate personality that is afraid of pain, she must not be much better, oh, let me say, Astoria Greengrass Just seeing such a dragon lying in her bathroom is enough to scare her into fainting."

"You can't say that." Scorpius wrung his fingers and decided to clear up his integrity, "If you really want to do something, you can change back to human form and then—"

"Who told you that you could do this?" Pansy finally looked away from the magazine, she raised her eyelids, and cast a strange glance at the fourth-year Slytherin opposite, "The reason why magical creatures are in the 'full moon period "It's not just because they are very weak during this time. It's very dangerous to forcefully transform back into a human form during the 'full moon period'. I once heard my mother say that an ancestor of the Kerel family tried to do this. Do, never in my life can I get the tail of a Brazilian hexagonal lizard off my ass."

Scorpius was silent again.

He decided to be nice to Draco.

At least start by not laughing at him for smelling like fish.

Pansy resumed reading her magazine, and Scorpius was busy thinking, when suddenly there was a loud commotion from the entrance to the Slytherin common room.

"What's the matter? Who drove Diagon Alley to Slytherin?" Pansy frowned dissatisfiedly, stretched her neck, and when she saw clearly the boy who was the first and was surrounded at the front, the Slytherin girl Wei Wei's eyes widened, "Oh my God, Blaise, did you fall into the fluorescent dye?"

The leading one was Blaise Zabini.

At this moment, this tall and handsome sixth-year Slytherin was walking in front of the group of people with a smile showing his white teeth, as if he didn't care whether he was shining bright red like a neon light. Sweeping all the way to Scorpius and the others in the icy cold, he took off his cloak and threw it on the fourth-year Slytherin.

Scorpius tore off the heavy cloak from his head in dissatisfaction, and a few grains of ice and snow from the animal fur fell into his collar, making him shiver from the cold.

He smoothly covered himself with the cloak and shrank into the sofa.

Zabini glanced at him with a half-smile, then sat down beside him, took a wizard chess piece on the table and played with it in his hand: "It's a mess outside, Pansy. If I were you, before the limelight passes , won’t step out of this common room.”

"What's the matter, the Dark Lord came in?" Scorpius asked without shaking his eyelids.

"I can't speak normally to you in the red light, Blaise." Pansy said gently, "Maybe before you tell me what's going on outside, you can tell me what's wrong with you?"

"That's what I'm talking about, dear," said Zabini, "an adaptation of the Dyeing Charm—the guy who invented it in the first place is a genius, a Ravenclaw I'm told— He tried to sneak a peek to see if the girl he liked was still a virgin (Pansy frowned) - it went wrong, and now pretty much the whole school is insanely using the spell on every living creature."

Zabini cleared his throat: "Blue means you're a silly kid who never had an intimate partner, and red means you're past the age of reading fairy tales, hehehe."

Scorpius: "..."

Pansy: "..."

"There are walking neon lights everywhere outside, you should be glad you escaped. The Slytherin who was recruited basically turned on the red light, how proud. Most people in Hufflepuff are blue, Lavin Crowe also seems to think that sex education is an indispensable lesson in their ocean of knowledge—” The brown-skinned Slytherin boy winked his eyes, “Those Gryffindors are [-]/[-], Potter is no longer, Ron Barton actually has experience, and Ron Weasley is not as innocent as we expected—we guess he probably wants to leave his first time to Scorpius."

"Oh, shut up, Blaise," Scorpius laughed, throwing the cloak back to Zabini.

The latter caught it firmly with a smile: "You should have seen how Professor Snape looked when the red light was on in the last Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the morning—to be honest, we were more surprised than he himself."

Scorpius clicked his tongue twice: "Professor Snape? You really ate your heart."

"Oh, we're all grown-ups, shouldn't we be a little curious?" Zabini stroked his bearded chin, "We're surprised that Professor Spencer is so old Still a virgin."

"You don't even let ghosts go!" Scorpius was dumbfounded.

"If I hadn't stopped them, they wouldn't even miss the armor in the corridor—by now, the group of Gryffindors would probably have gone to Dumbledore's office."

Scorpius didn't know what to say anymore.

Pansy slammed the magazine shut: "I'm not going to class this afternoon."

Scorpius: "...Me too, I won't go."

"Oh my God, nothing to be shy about, little Scorpius," Zabini said with a smile, "everybody knows you're a sweet little-oh no no no, don't mess with Byat-the rules say Don't use magic in the common room, don't think you're going to go against the sky without Draco here—"

A beam of dazzling red light was missed, and the chandelier on the top of the lounge was knocked down.

There was a riot of laughter in the common room.

With the first encounter, the people behind began to be unscrupulous——

It's just a dyeing charm, and it won't do anyone any harm other than being a little silly.

Everyone has a gossip—even if there is a sea of ​​red in the Slytherin common room now, there are always people who look forward to the emergence of one or two outliers—

Basically, everyone above the second grade was recruited.

This made Scorpius feel that the sex education of the nobles is really advanced.

At this very moment, he was bending over, trying to drill into all obstacles.A few times, seeing the red light hit his feet, he nimbly dodged it.

something unexpected may happen any time.

Just when Scorpius put his hand on the escalator leading to the dormitory in sight of victory, a pig teammate fell head-on—that kid in the third grade was probably too nervous, and rolled down the stairs firmly When he got down, Scorpius had not had time to evade, and he was firmly crushed by him.

The two rolled into a ball and fell to the ground.

It happened to be hit by a red light in the middle of the bullseye.

The third grade got up from Scorpius, and the two of them stared at each other with red lights shining on each other.

"I've done everything, so why not be ashamed."

Scorpius also teased his junior with a little mood.

It seemed that he hadn't noticed that the whole common room suddenly fell silent.

Everyone stared at him like a ghost.

He patted his butt and stood up, imitating Draco, calmly glanced around the crowd staring at him, and said without changing expression: "I fucked myself."

"..." Zabini twitched the corners of his mouth, "Do you think the person who invented this spell is a fool?"