[HP] Noble

The next morning, Scorpius had bluish-blue dark circles under his eyes.

"You look really bad, do you want a 'radiance charm', dear?" At the long Slytherin table, Pansy took a sip of black coffee elegantly, paused, and then forgot to throw two cubes into it. sugar.

"No, thank you, Pansy." Scorpius glanced at the ferret who was trying to pick up the silver fork to fork the scrambled eggs on the plate, and sighed weakly, "Can you eat the toast over there, Della Co, you can't get both of your paws oily." The ferret dropped the fork with an offended look.

Draco never imagined that one day he would have to stand at the long Slytherin table to eat his own breakfast, and most frustratingly, he would also have to get into a serious fight with his pet - Salazar threw After picking up the package from home, he stretched his neck to rub against Draco with great interest, rolled his eyes helplessly and kicked his paws a few times, the ferret struggled to encircle the eagle's downy feathers with two paws. neck in a friendly gesture - for which Scorpius choked pumpkin juice up his nostrils.

Too bad the joy didn't last long.

Professor Severus Snape had apparently finished his breakfast.Now, he stepped down from the teacher's table, the black wizard robe rolled into a very imposing wave behind him, the conversation on the long Slytherin table instantly became quieter, and everyone stared at him vigilantly Whenever he passes by a student intently, that student will show a relieved expression.

Sure enough, the Potions Professor stood in front of the second-year Slytherin, ignoring the sympathetic gazes from the others, Scorpius grabbed the ferret and stood up from the long table: "Professor?"

After Snape glanced at him expressionlessly, he said stiffly, "Come to my office after lunch, Mr. Great—of course, and you, Mr. Malfoy."

After speaking, Snape quickly turned and left the auditorium, as if the air here was full of terrible viruses.

In the first class, Scorpius had to take Draco to the Defense Against the Dark Arts in the third grade. Perhaps Principal Dumbledore had greeted the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in advance. When Scorpius stepped into the classroom , Moody didn't even look up, which was fine, actually, and Scorpius didn't think he could answer any of the professor's questions in a normal, respectful tone.

"His blue fake eyes are disgusting, aren't they?" Pansy looked at the professor who was buried in the podium with disgust, "and his disgusting behavior."

Putting Draco on the table, the ferret circled the table, finally found a corner with satisfaction, and sat down with as much grace as a ferret could.The loud sound of the book "bang" sounded behind him, Scorpius raised his eyebrows and looked back, and sure enough, he saw the Gryffindor trio sitting down behind them.

"I don't understand, Mole." Pansy moved the chair forward and said contemptuously, "There are so many seats, why do you have to sit behind us?"

Ron Weasley blushed, he parted his lips, and finally sprayed viciously: "I do and sit where I like, you don't care!"

"Oh, you can stay as far away from us as you can in the first few classes, why, the air next to little Gretel is fragrant, isn't it?" Pansy sneered sarcastically.

Scorpius blushed, ignoring the mocking baring of teeth from the nasty ferret on the table, and said feebly, "No, Pansy, I don't want to join your war."

"—We are not hostile, Parkinson." Hermione took out the heavy textbook from her schoolbag and threw it on the table, frowning unbearably, "Actually, some of Professor Moody's behaviors are not entirely correct, yes , I also think that as a professor, turning students into animals should not be used as a punishment, it is too much."

"Oh, Miss Know-it-all, did you lose your mind from breakfast this morning?" Pansy raised her eyebrows in surprise, and said without hostility, "Are you speaking for Slytherin?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and said dryly, "Any house."

"It's a pity that Draco has turned into a cute ferret." After Pansy carefully looked Hermione up and down, he turned his face back mercilessly and ended the meaningless conversation.On the podium, Professor Moody has already started to give a lecture. He took out a huge spider from the glass jar and tried to do something to it. Scorpius only vaguely heard the word "unforgivable" and glanced at it. Draco, who was staring intently at the podium, looked focused and alert.

"Unforgivable what?" Scorpius asked Pansy in a low voice.

"-- 'Unforgivable Curses'--is the collective name for Imperio, Cruciatus, and Avada Kedavra, all of which are illegal black arts, as long as you Trying to use one of these on someone else is enough to get you out of Azkaban," Hermione Granger explained quickly, leaning forward slightly.

"Thank you, Miss Know-It-All." Pansy rolled her lips ironically, Hermione pursed her lips unhappily, and finally sat back without saying a word. Pansy turned to Scorpius with satisfaction, and said arrogantly, "Roughly That's what Miss Know-it-all said."

At this moment, there was a scream from the front of the room, maybe in the middle of the conversation Moody did something, and now under the tip of his wand, the huge spider began to twitch violently, spasm, creepy, That feeling seemed to be contagious, everyone present was enveloped in fear, it seemed that everyone had turned into that poor spider, excruciating pain, despair...

"Cruciatus (cruciatus)." Zabini's voice was low, and he sounded very unhappy about it. "This professor dares to use this in front of students."

Scorpius moved his butt uncomfortably, pulled Draco off the table and put him on his lap, the ferret went stiff, as if the blood in his veins had frozen into ice— It's nothing, everyone is freaking out, and the cold sweat on Scorpius' back still hasn't subsided—

"For Merlin's sake!"

Beside Scorpius, a sarcastic and sharp female voice interrupted everyone's immersion in fear. Unexpectedly, Pansy Parkinson stood up from her seat and said provocatively, "Please stop that immediately, Professor Moody , didn't you realize that the Gryffindor in front of you was about to pee his pants?"

No one laughed, everyone's eyes quickly gathered at the front row of the classroom, and quickly found their target, Neville Longbottom was pale, he was clutching the table in front of him tightly, the blood on the knuckles of his fingers turned sickly Pale, he stared at his amber eyes, which were full of fear.Most of the children from magical families showed their eyes clearly. They all knew that the Longbottoms were tortured by this spell and went crazy more than ten years ago. live.

And Neville Longbottom was their only son.Everyone knew how terrifying the meaning of this spell was to Neville.

"—this is too bloody! He can't do this!" A low moan came from behind as the yelling sounded, and Hermione Granger's voice became tense, "Oh my God, what's wrong with you, huh profit?"

"No, it's nothing." The low and hoarse male voice replied, Harry Potter rubbed the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, he looked up at the professor on the podium, and happened to meet the latter's magical eyeball, Looking away in an uncomfortably flustered look, a moment of doubt flitted across Harry's mind.Moody grinned evilly at him, showing his black false teeth, and bit the tip of his tongue, tapped the spider with his wand, and whispered, "Avada Kedavra."

A dazzling green light shot out from the tip of the magic wand. The light almost made people unable to open their eyes. In an instant, the air in the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom seemed to be emptied. The nonstop spider turned over and lay motionless on its back on the table.

Terribly quiet.

Ron jerked back, almost falling off the stool as it slid across the bluestone tile floor with a harsh rattle.

Several of the Gryffindor girls began to sob slightly.

The Slytherin children had different expressions.Pansy's face turned pale, and he stared at the front of the classroom without saying a word, while Zabini frowned slightly, looking thoughtful.Scorpius touched the fur on the soft back of the ferret, the cold sweat on the palm of his hand rubbed all over the soft and clean white hair of the animal, if it was normal, Draco might have jumped up and bared his teeth at him or bit him, But now, the latter lay there stiffly, his silver-gray eyes looked very confused and full of fear.

After a moment of silence, Pansy stood up abruptly, her stool fell heavily on the ground, and she slammed her schoolbag onto her back. The black-haired Slytherin girl looked very unstable, she announced loudly, her face pale ghost-

"Bloody, rude, low-level! If Dumbledore is already insane - he shouldn't have hired an Auror who is already insane - why can't you stay at home drinking coffee and waiting to be in the coffin - I refuse to do it again Such a course! Goodbye! Moody! Professor!"

Several people turned their heads and glared at her. Less than half a minute later, the Gryffindor girls who were crying just now began to pack their quills and inkpots tremblingly, and Pansy left the classroom from the front with her head held high. Afterwards, they also followed out disheartenedly - they led more people, first girls, then boys, and finally, only a few Gryffindor boys and Most Slytherin boys.

"Oh, Pansy the rude bitch!" As the last girl in the classroom, Daphne Greengrass cursed with complicated emotions, smiled to herself and brushed her brilliant blond hair, and stood up, with her back Putting on her schoolbag, the high-heeled shoes stepped on the bluestone tile floor and made a pleasant and clear "da da" sound, until she left completely, this sound became the only sound in the classroom.

"Okay, let's move on to class," Moody announced gruffly.

"He doesn't look affected at all!" Ron said to Harry in horror behind Scorpius. "There are not more than ten people left in this classroom!"

"You're right Ron, he's just enjoying it and doesn't care if anyone's listening down there," replied Harry Potter gloomily.

Until noon, the entire third year seemed to be in a low mood - apparently, after Gryffindor and Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were also taught the same content. The one who seems to be in good condition is Panxi, who can talk and laugh now—this woman with a very strong heart.

Scorpius curled his lips and pushed away the ketchup in front of him, which reminded him of some unpleasant pictures.

"What's the matter, Scorpius." Pansy took the ketchup and put some on the baked potatoes in front of her. She stared at the bright red thick ketchup thoughtfully, and jokingly said, "Yes It’s not that crazy lunatic who showed you some damn things—oh, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know at all.” Under Scorpius’ scornful eyes, Pansy took the baked potatoes with a sense of [-]% superiority Elegantly transported into the mouth.

Everyone's appetites were not very good, Draco just touched a little mashed potatoes for a token, and at the end of the lunch, Dumbledore stood up from the long table, clapped his hands, and announced: "Children- Boys, please give me a little attention for this long-winded old man."

"Oh, he's pretty self-aware." Zabini said sarcastically, and Scorpius gave him a horrified glance. Most of the time, Zabini maintained his affected debonair demeanor and rarely attacked directly. A professor—it seems that Professor Moody's business has stimulated him quite a bit, aha.

"Before we welcome the friends of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, I am delighted to give you an early announcement today of two members - who will be joining us this semester as Assistant Professors of Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts For the rest of the course—now, let us welcome Mr. Sirius Black, who escaped from Azkaban—"

There was warm applause from the Gryffindor long table, and the door of the auditorium was knocked open with a bang. Sirius Black looked only in his twenties at most, and the pleasant summer life seemed to make him more radiant , with long, slightly curly hair elegantly tied back with a red ribbon, a playful smirk on his handsome face, small and scattered screams sounded from the long table of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

Looking at the empty gate behind Sirius, Scorpius had a strong sense of foreboding over his heart.

Dumbledore happily watched Sirius do what he was doing next to Professor Snape. The potions professor turned dark and snorted heavily. He moved his plate away in disgust, and Dumbledore took it back. Looking at the expecting children, the blue eyes flashed lovingly: "Mr. Sirius Black will serve as a teaching assistant for Defense Against the Dark Arts——Next, please allow me to introduce you to a special visitor—— He came from the far and mysterious East, and in fact, even for me, this young gentleman brought endless knowledge and endless novelties—”

No, don't, please!Don't be that!Scorpius stared hopelessly at the gate.

At the open door, a corner of the white silk Taoist robe was gradually revealed.

Dumbledore happily announced loudly: "Let us welcome the successor from the ancient Chinese Taoism—Mr. Xin Wen!"

A young man of the same age as most of the gentlemen slowly entered from the door. He was dressed in a white priestly robe that fitted him very proudly. His long and thick eyelashes slightly lowered. His handsome nose and tight thin lips made him look He looks aloof, but that doesn't detract from his charm.He scanned the lobby expressionlessly for a week, and finally, his cold eyes stopped on the long Slytherin table on the far left, and he smiled faintly.

Scorpius' face was covered in black lines, and he held onto the edge of the table in shock.

As a ferret, the Slytherin prince flipped his plate indecently.

Pansy's face quickly turned pink: "My God! - he is so handsome!"