[HP] Noble

When the sorting ceremony was over and the noisy atmosphere in the auditorium resumed, Professor Snape personally opened the door of the auditorium and pushed two of his students in—and that sallow face was noticing the two students below him. When the famous Gryffindor was about to sneak in, he stretched out his hand and firmly grasped their shoulders: "I'm afraid I have to regret to announce that I can sit at the long table tonight I am afraid you are not among those who eat fine food, gentlemen."

When Professor Snape described a thing, he rarely used adjectives - especially when it came to food.

He said that as if he was simply trying to provoke the two Gryffindors who had just been worried and frightened and were now hungry... at least, after Scorpius glanced at the two Gryffindors sympathetically Most of the time, he seemed to see a flash of pleasure on Professor Snape's face—oh, maybe Professor Snape is really a good person, but no one can stop him from really not liking Greg from the bottom of his heart. Savior of Lanffindor.

Especially at this moment when Sirius was still in prison in Azkaban—probably because of some unpleasant memories of his youth (Sirius leaked the truth when he drank too much one day), at this moment, Sirius Professor Nepe's impression of Gryffindor - especially Harry's father's group - was downright bad.

Sitting at the Slytherin table, when Scorpius was quickly and silently cutting the steak in front of him, he glanced at the platinum noble sitting next to him, chewing slowly with a piece of bread: " Are you saying they'll be fired?"

"I don't know." Draco held the bread, took a bite out of interest, looked around absent-mindedly, almost a beat later, and then continued to answer Scorpius, "I hope to wake up tomorrow Came to find that Potter had packed his bags and said a tearful goodbye to his foolish pals—hey, I say Gretel, do you feel like you hear something?"

"what sound?"

"I don't know," Draco frowned, "That's not clear at all... Well, maybe I'm so tired that I'm hallucinating... Merlin's beard, I must write to my mother, Count the crimes of that odious house-elf—no house-elf would ever keep his master waiting for him!"

His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin spoke with righteous indignation, and before Scorpius could react, Pansy, who was listening to Draco's words, had already moved over——

Before this girl went on a blind date with her fiancé in Durmstrang, Germany, Draco was almost the biggest goal of her life. At this moment, the Slytherin girl followed suit with a shrill voice in order to start a conversation with Draco. Complaining about her house-elf—except that Pansy's stories sound a little false, at least Scorpius doesn't think her dirty house-elf with a tattered piece of drool dangling from her chest The elf would be interested in sneaking on the perfume she brought back from France.

Draco didn't look convinced either, because his eyebrows were already flying to his forehead, and when he answered Pansy's words, he sounded listless and perfunctory.

After dinner, during Dumbledore's summary, all the students stood up and sang an out-of-key school song—usually at this point, all the Slytherins kept their mouths tightly shut and looked down on death. The ridiculous appearance of speaking, Gryffindor is the main force of the chorus, but at least this can let the new school children figure out the fact that who is the group that is really overactive.

As a prefect, Scorpius is obliged to take all the new students back to the Slytherin dungeon after everything is over - and according to the unwritten rules, he is also obliged to introduce all the new students who pass by. For example, let them take their eyes back from all kinds of portraits that wave and wink at them, or when they meet a ghost hidden in it, and the eyes will flash in the armor, he Need to reassure kids not to panic.

Draco scoffed at that.

"Malfoy Manor has pictures all over the wall, and everyone is Malfoy," said Draco, "and the pranksters in the armor - who else but Peeves, disgusting ghost, Why does it have to make that creepy rustling sound it makes when it rubs against metal?!"

"...you listened very carefully, Draco," Scorpius said, looking around - he didn't see Peeves.

"Oh, just heard it once, it's haunting."

The Slytherin prince frowned uncomfortably, and he looked like he wanted to say something more - just like when he was eating at the table complaining that he was hallucinating - but soon, he I was attracted by another question: "Grete, are you still on the list of leaders this year?"

"I don't know, I didn't sign up on purpose," Scorpius said absently. At the same time, he cooperated with another prefect to lead the first-grade children to move forward. Holding a yellow talisman, at this moment, he was looking around, answering Draco's question with an indifferent attitude, "But isn't the prefect necessarily on top?"

"..."

"what's wrong?"

Feeling the momentary silence of the people walking beside him, Scorpius turned his head—then Draco's expression told Scorpius that he might be very dissatisfied with his answer—to be precise, It was a subtle expression somewhere between anger and some kind of awkward emotion, and Draco looked like he wanted to say a lot, but he waited a moment before he reluctantly forced a word from the corner of his lips. : "I thought your performance last year had made you realize that you are not a qualified leader."

"What are you talking about?" the senior Slytherin immediately said unconvinced, "Aren't you just standing here with no arms or legs missing and mocking me?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Draco raised the corners of his lips, showing an arrogant and proud smile, "I can stand here completely, of course because I am a Malfoy—oh, except for a few times Take me on an illegal night tour late at night, I would like to know what other contributions you have?"

"Draco, you have to be reasonable." Scorpius growled unbearably in a low voice, "'Take you on night tours several times'—how can you say that? I'm ashamed of you!"

"Isn't it because of some reason or another that you wanted to find excitement, so you ran out and wandered around in the middle of the night, because you didn't want to be alone, so you dragged me along?" Draco said without changing his face. , "I think it makes perfect sense logically—after all, the prefect badge can easily get you too excited."

"..."

"What do you think?"

"Put your head into the mouth of the big squid in the black lake for a while—maybe it suddenly finds itself wanting to eat meat after eating aquatic plants and small fish and shrimp for hundreds of years."

"Oh, anyway," Draco showed a lazy expression that was not threatened at all, "Before you are ridiculed or questioned by other freshmen, why don't you take the initiative to admit to Professor Snape that you are not competent What about this job? Listen, I've already made an appraisal for you, which is very important-my dad said that the R&D department of the Ministry of Magic has recently been focusing on the development of this area, respecting the customer experience of the product or something."

Scorpius raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Even after returning to the factory for repairs, I should have a second chance."

And Draco looked very determined: "No, you didn't."

"I will continue to be a facilitator."

"No."

"Why?"

"..."

Of course, Draco couldn't answer this question, so at this time, he came up with a bit of temper tantrum relying on himself as a child.

When the team of Slytherin freshmen, which is not huge compared to the Hufflepuff team, was slowly leaving the Slytherin cellar, His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin suddenly stopped his footsteps—he swept With a glance at the female prefect patiently explaining a magical portrait of Louis XVI period at the front of the line, after making sure that everyone's eyes were almost on her, he almost did not hesitate to use a surprising The force directly pushed the black-haired Slytherin beside him into the corner——

As the robe fluttered, Scorpius didn't even have time to react to what happened, he was stuffed into the shadow of the corner by the whole person!

Draco immediately followed - he was pressing on Scorpius' body - he didn't know where this 13-year-old body got so much strength, Scorpius almost felt that he was being crushed in pain , he frowned, pushed Draco, but did not push away, and what was surprising next was that the other party approached him even closer, the distance...

The scent of Mrs. Malfoy's hand-made soap on Draco's body was faintly transmitted to Scorpius' nose, and Scorpius was instantly confused by the smell, until At this time, the platinum nobleman stopped as if showing mercy.

"Why can't you obey my arrangement obediently?" Draco tilted his head, his silver-gray pupils were extremely bright even in the shadows.

"I……"

Almost as soon as Scorpius opened his mouth, he immediately noticed something was wrong—he touched his robe subconsciously. one thing.

The badge that Draco gave him was put in the box by him, and he hadn't had time to take it with him.

And it was just such a coincidental negligence, Scorpius never expected that he would be taken advantage of by this cunning little platinum nobleman in front of him, who had already learned how to release his energy. At this moment, Draco Like a poisonous snake that has just learned to use its fangs, hissing its mouth full of deadly venom——

Scorpius lowered his head and looked at Draco silently. His pair of black pupils looked at the beautiful pair of silver-gray pupils in front of him almost without hesitation. Can feel the faint familiar smell coming from Draco.

The lips of the senior Slytherin moved uncontrollably for almost a second. Under the expectant eyes of the other party, he tightly pressed the corners of his lips, and the lips that were about to slip out of his mouth Compromise, biting the tip of his tongue.

And very close to Scorpius, the light in Draco's eyes flashed and then went out, like a little fox whose trick was exposed, he mumbled something like "it doesn't work", Immediately, his silent hand that was clasped around the neck of the senior Slytherin pressed down, and he followed suit with a slight tiptoe, biting the senior student in front of him with a trace of dissatisfaction. Slytherin looked a little cold, but unusually soft lips.