[HP] Noble

At this moment, Harry's expression looked angry and confused. The angry thing was that he was once again directly provoked by Slytherin. The confused thing was that he didn't understand why Draco said that at all. A battered potions textbook with a few notes left by someone from the past is nothing rare, is it?

"Well, where are we going to get these things?" Hermione unfolded the note in her hand, "Basilisk fang powder-there are probably no more than two basilisks in the whole of England, but I'm so glad Hogwarts just happened to have them." One, a ready-made product that we can get right away. The feather of the Soundbird can be bought for [-] Galleons outside, which is too expensive. Dried Billywig bug sting needle, this is fairly common, maybe in the potion I found it in the material cabinet, and the rest are... sapweed, maybe in the Hogwarts greenhouse, but they only pop up for a short while on a full moon night. And the poison horn beast explosion liquid... God, where do we find such a curious thing?"

Hermione's long series of analyzes made Draco frown. It seemed that after a period of thought struggle, the Slytherin prince pinched the edge of the glove, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, reluctantly He said vaguely, "Oh, this liquid probably exists in Professor Snape's office. I remember I went to collect it with him during the summer vacation of my second year."

"Very well, then take it out." Scorpius put his hands on Draco's shoulder dishonestly, and said with relief.

"Poison horns are not unicorns," Draco slapped Scorpius's hand away, "you'd better be grateful to Dade when you use them, I slept in the damp forest full of poisonous insects for two days, just to Wait for that irascible poison horned beast to return to its lair."

"Well—" Ron interrupted their conversation with a hesitant voice, "Old... Snape is gone."

Draco paused, seeming annoyed at being brought up about it.He glanced at the red-haired Gryffindor, whose face immediately flushed red, and his inability to support the wall made the senior Slytherin click his tongue, and twitched the corners of his lips: "So this morning I Received an envelope from an owl containing a key to the door of the Head Slytherin's office."

"Okay, we have solved three of the materials - the remaining sap grass will not be collected until the next month's full moon, and we can consider it after other grouping experiments have failed. As for the feathers of the sound bird, I also saw three in your collection cabinet, Draco, I didn’t expect them to be so expensive.” Scorpius smoothed things over, “So just take one out, and we can scale it down to make it smaller during the research stage. Serious potion."

"'Just take one out'—shall I say thank you, boy." Draco couldn't help his sneer at last in pain, "like thanking you for finally learning to save me money instead of letting me Take out all three——that's the top-quality Jueyin bird tail feather that I ordered two years in advance!"

"You're welcome." Scorpius said with a smile.

"...I really regret why I promised you to come to the Potions Laboratory today."

"Even if you don't come today, I will come to your door sooner or later. I ask you to take it out again and you take it out, Draco." Scorpius said shamelessly, "Victory is in sight, Let's 'Jiu' one."

"..." Prince Slytherin was silent for three seconds, and finally replied firmly, "I don't have any desire to kiss you now, boy, please move that bright face of yours away."

Scorpius jumped onto the potions table closest to him, and he was almost as tall as Draco sitting on it-so when Ron Weasley dug the same potion from the potion material cabinet with his head and face full of dust Before the dusty Billywig stings, he doesn't even have time to cheer, but the moment he turns around, he sees something incredible.

——At least for Ron, it's really amazing.

Oh, how to describe this situation?

To put it simply, "I heard that Malfoy and Gretel are a couple" and "I saw Malfoy and Gretel are a couple with my own eyes" may not be very different for others, but for Luo For Enwesley, it was a huge difference between heaven and earth.Just like Hermione once judged, Ron is only willing to believe "the facts before his eyes"-although at this moment, Ron even wants to deceive himself with the illusion that his eyes are blurred by dust.

He didn't want to believe that he saw the only two Slytherins kissing in the potions laboratory - in the quiet potions classroom, Hermione and Harry were whispering behind the cauldron, Neville had gone out to find the herbalist The professor has applied for permission to pick sapweed for the next month - everyone seems to be busy.

Including two Slytherins.

At this moment, they do look very busy.

Scorpius leaned forward slightly, his long eyelashes almost touching Draco's face , from Ron's perspective, he could just see him sticking out his tongue to lick the other Slytherin's tightly pursed lips.

In contrast, the Prince Slytherin, who was neither proactive nor enthusiastic, leaned lazily by the potions table, his face was expressionless, as if wearing a cold mask—only from his chin Only from the slightly raised angle can we see that he is not really resisting the licking and kissing from another person, oh, maybe he is just so arrogant all the time - but at least in the end, when Scorpius let out an impatient moan from his throat After muttering, he finally opened his lips mercifully, and actively sucked in the lips that had been busy pleasing him.

Kuang R——

The glass jar full of Billywig stings fell to the ground with a loud shattering sound, and the Billywig stings scattered all over the ground——Ron: "No, no, no, no——"

Harry: "What's up - oh my god - Hermione Hermione Hermione -"

Hermione: "Stir clockwise, and there's one less Harry - seriously, if you'd just stop screaming my name in my ear - oh my god! Ron -"

Ron Weasley, in all his 17 years he had never been so eye-catching for a moment - snake-like scales were growing from the neck of his neck, hidden under his shirt, like some horrible skin disease. The spot quickly spread, covering his entire face, his dark brown eyes turned into bright eyeballs, and the pupils shrank violently into a concentrated white spot!The sharp, crooked teeth protruded from his lips—he raised his hands with a groan, and at this moment, everyone was horrified to see that his hands were not even human—Harry thought of the third year in fourth grade. After he swallowed the gills, his hands became like this—the sharp and long nails were no longer suitable for wielding a magic wand, but looked more suitable for biting—fingertips even With a transparent membrane, it can easily slide the surrounding water and change the direction of swimming - the wizard robe was pierced by the sharp barb growing on Ron's back, and the sound of the cloth being torn was heard in the empty potions laboratory. It was very clear—where Ron was originally standing, at this moment stood a half-mermaid monster that seemed to have changed incompletely. He opened his mouth and made a piercing high-frequency sound—that voice was heard by almost everyone present. It's not unfamiliar - it's exactly the same as a mermaid talking on land.

Before Harry could do anything, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his arm. He looked down and found that it was Hermione—at this moment, the Gryffindor girl's fingertips were subconsciously completely embedded in his skin, and the latter But she was completely unconscious, her face was pale, as if she had been greatly frightened, she held Harry's hand tightly, her lips trembled slightly uncontrollably, her eyes stared at Ron's changes without blinking— - "- Excuse me, do something."

Draco's calm voice woke everyone up from the accident.

"The magic power is gone, can't you see it?"

He frowned and pulled out his wand, and waved it so fast that no one could even hear him chanting a spell. The huge water ball covered Ron like a cage—but the red-haired Gryffindor didn't. As for suffocation, he seemed to become calmer when he touched the water, and the piercing screams disappeared. They could only see the mouth full of fangs opening and closing helplessly, but they couldn't hear what he was saying. !

"Oh my god, Harry!" Hermione sobbed, clutching Harry's arm tightly, and she drew her wand, only to find that she didn't know what to do.

"What's wrong with him! Malfoy!" Harry shouted, turning to Draco.

"Don't yell, Potter." Draco regained his composure on his face. He squinted at Harry and raised his wand a little higher. The water ball surrounding Ron became even bigger. Slytherin drew his tone, "Maybe it's a sign of returning to the ancestors of the magic power, to be honest, it's very embarrassing to have the magic power run away at such a big age—huh?"

Stopping the teasing, Draco frowned slightly.

Almost at the same time, with an ominous cracking sound from Kara, cracks appeared on the appearance of the huge blue water polo.

"Don't just stand there, Scorpius." Draco shook his wrist, the blue light sprayed from the tip of his wand became more dazzling, and the light shrouded the water ball, quickly filling up the crack, but Seemingly an opportunity, more and more cracks appeared on the water polo—"I don't know if I can subdue a runaway ancient mermaid." Draco raised the corners of his lips mockingly, "So please help me, don't let this The lunatics have come out, heck, those troublesome Gryffindors!"—