[HP] Noble

The next morning, Draco's eyes still had a faint blue color, as if he hadn't rested for several days.Sitting at the dining table, he yawned several times in a row, and looked at Scorpius who was whispering to the new Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms teaching assistant at the teacher's table. There might have been an accident between the two For a small dispute, the second-year Slytherin's expression was not very good, and the assistant teacher from another continent always had a faint facial paralysis.

Sirius Black also looked absent-minded, as if he wanted to join their conversation, but maybe the two were speaking in Chinese. In the end, after the handsome Animagus finally realized that he was impotent, he turned away depressingly. face.

Adding the ability to understand Chinese, people will find that the serious conversation between the two is actually quite amazing.

Wen Xin: "There will be a Christmas ball this year."

Scorpius: "Oh."

Wen Xin: "Students below the fourth grade are not eligible to participate."

Scorpius: "Oh."

Wen Xin: "If you are invited by the senior class, you can stay."

Scorpius: "Oh."

Wen Xin: "...I was asked to stay until the end of the Triwizard Tournament."

Scorpius: "Oh."

Wen Xin: "So do you want to go to the ball with me?"

Scorpius: "Oh—wait, what?!"

The young man paused and looked away. On the Gryffindor long table, Lavender waved at him excitedly, his eyes wandering. On the Ravenclaw long table, Qiu Zhang smiled shyly at him, Nodding slightly, Wen Xin calmly emphasized again: "Do you want to be my dance partner?"

Scorpius was very frightened: "Two big men hugged and danced together, are you okay?"

Wen Xin frowned slightly, looking rather confused that Scorpius would refuse: "But I don't want to dance with a woman."

Scorpius was furious: "You sound aggrieved!"

Wen Xin sighed, and pinched his little junior brother's white and tender face: "But if no one takes you in, you will be asked to pack up and go home this Christmas."

Scorpius raised his eyebrows: "Oh, of course I will stay - if there are girls above the fourth grade who invite me, I will be able to stay."

"...What made you have such false confidence?" Wen Xin was startled, and asked seriously.

"That's necessary, I tell you, I'm very popular." The little Slytherin raised his eyebrows arrogantly and raised his chin, looking at the boy a few years older than himself provocatively, and announced triumphantly.The latter stared at him for a moment, until Scorpius began to feel uncomfortable, then retracted his eyes mercifully, lowered his thick eyelashes, and returned his attention to the toast with a layer of butter on the plate in front of him, for a long time, Wen Xin said slowly: "Wake up, it's already dawn."

Scorpius: "..."

——"So, have you agreed?"

Among the Slytherin team, the heir of the Malfoy family, who had already put on the autumn Slytherin green velvet cloak, lifted his jaw slightly and squeezed out a few words from the corner of his mouth. During this period, he stared at the lake in a straight posture .And now, with Dumbledore in the lead, Professor Hagrid stood uncomfortably beside the tall, thin old man. His beard looked like it had been sprayed with a lot of hairspray today to make him look a little neater.All the other Hogwarts students and professors had gathered here, waiting for the students and professors of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

"Of course I didn't, what are two men dancing together!" Scorpius snorted and said disdainfully.

Draco relaxed a little, looked at him thoughtfully, and said in a very subtle tone: "Your level of ignorance is only better than that of a troll—since same-sex couples are normal among wizards, then Of course, it's not surprising that there are dance steps designed for same-sex couples—"

Scorpius curled his lips: "Oh come on, don't use this tone Draco, I'm not Hermione - you know, know everything."

Draco's face twitched quickly, and he seemed to have a lot of opinions on Scorpius' behavior of calling Gryffindor know-it-all, but he finally held back, and taught in a very calm tone : "It's just common sense, kid, even if you don't become a nerd, you should know it."

Pansy, who was standing in front of the line, turned her head quickly and raised her voice in surprise: "Draco, you are a nerd yourself!"

There was a small snicker in the Slytherin team, and a tinge of pink floated on Draco's pale face, and his eyes were more ferocious: "I'm not staying at all! Pansy!"

"If I were you—I wouldn't want to make a loud noise to other schools, so please shut up your nasty mouths, gentlemen." Professor Snape stood at the front of the line. Turning around, hissed warning.As he said this, Professor McGonagall was screaming for some Weasley - Scorpius thought it was Ron Weasley - to tuck his shirt into his school trousers, and in fact Uh, the head of Gryffindor looked a little nervous.

"He talked more than us!" When Professor Snape turned his head and continued to attack another student, Scorpius retracted his eyes and protested in a low voice, "It's not fair!"

"You can resist." Draco touched Scorpius' stiff arm, and smirked at the resentful little Slytherin, "From now on, the professor will love you as much as he loves Potter."

"Thank you, no need." Scorpius replied dryly.

"Then you've learned another lesson." Draco said with obnoxious condescension, "—there's no absolute fairness."

The breeze carried the moisture from the lake, and the Whomping Willow not far away swayed slightly.The sun was fully up and hung in the sky, and the temperature became warmer compared to the cool and comfortable morning. Although it was not midsummer, the sun was still a bit dazzling.After about two hours of excited waiting at the beginning, the crowd became restless.

When Parvati Patil of Gryffindor tried again to wear the ridiculously large pink bow on her back and was severely banned by Professor McGonagall, there seemed to be a huge shadow in the clouds-no Knowing who was the first to discover that, after the exclamation, almost all the students noticed that the shadow was getting closer and closer to them, until everyone could see a rough outline——

"It's a dragon! I see it!" screamed a first-year Hufflepuff.

"Who told him to shut up, dragons don't look like that!" Draco shouted angrily to the crowd.But no one paid attention to him. Everyone's attention was attracted by the twelve flying horses. They were strong and beautiful, each of them was the size of an elephant. The blue carriage landed slowly, and the students backed away quickly. There was a loud noise today, and the carriage fell to the ground——

It might have been too loud, and Neville Longbottom was so shocked that he sat on the ground and was almost trampled to death by a horse - Professor McGonagall pulled him from the ground with a black face, and the poor boy turned red Face.Scorpius clicked his tongue sympathetically, watching the boy in the light blue robe jump out of the carriage with the badge of Beauxbaton School and pull out an exaggerated staircase, and then...

A female version of Hagrid came down.

…she's even a little bit taller than Hagrid, which is kind of surprising—

"Dear Madam Maxime," Dumbledore greeted warmly, "Welcome to Hogwarts."

"Brace, did you see... the half-blood giant." Draco stood at the end of the line and whispered contemptuously to Zabini, who nodded silently with a slightly subtle expression.

"I didn't know you discriminated against magical creatures," Scorpius said curiously.

The moment "magic creature" was mentioned, Draco's face changed, but he quickly changed into a calm expression, his silver-gray eyes looked very indifferent: "No, I don't discriminate. Magic creatures are in general It can also be regarded as a kind of pure blood—" He paused, frowning quickly and then stretched, "but mixed blood with giants...that is very rude and very low."

"What is within the acceptable range?" Pan Xi approached and asked with a smile.

Draco glanced at her and said again in his usual languid tone, "A siren, or an elf or something, anyway...prettier."

"That's your standard, Draco." Pansy said sweetly, "You're a member of the Appearance Association."

"Oh, I'm the president." Draco smirked at the brunette.

Durmstrang's presence didn't disappoint either, the way they came out like a veritable ghost ship slowly rising from the bottom amidst a thick mist rising from the lake - and if that wasn't startling enough, with The tall young man walking down behind Principal Durmstrang Karkaroff is truly amazing.

"Victor Krum!" said Ron in a tone of shock from the Gryffindor party. "My God! I can't believe it! He's here."

"Of course he can, look at the information, he's in seventh grade at Durmstrang this year," said Harry.

"...he's just a Quidditch player." Hermione rolled her eyes. "You're screaming too loudly, Ron, and some of the Durmstrang people are laughing at you."

Ron blushed suddenly and looked around nervously. George smiled and climbed onto the shoulder of the youngest brother of the Weasley family, jokingly said: "She lied to you, my silly brother - who will pay attention to you?" .” Ron thought about it and then calmed down, although he looked relieved and a little disappointed afterwards.

Accompanied by Dumbledore and the professors, the guests walked in the front, and the welcoming team returned to the auditorium in a mighty manner.

"They shouldn't have kept us waiting that long," Draco grumbled along the way.

"Oh, for Merlin's sake, don't complain about Draco—at least you're wearing a slightly thicker cloak." Scorpius rubbed his cold hands, "My bones hurt from the cold."

"You just deserve it." Draco snorted contentedly, and then pulled Scorpius's blue hands from the cold with a disgusted face. "Damn it, you feel like an infernal corpse." He whispered complained.A smooth and warm hard object slipped into the palm of his hand, and the warm fingertips slipped away from the back of Scorpius' hand. The latter opened his hand and looked at it. A round and smooth opal lay quietly in the palm of his hand. Scorpius picked it up , looking carefully at the direction of the light from the window——

"It's just fire rubble for warming your hands!" Draco growled unbearably behind him, "Can you please stop acting like a money fanatic - Merlin's beard! You are terrible — Mr. Great!"

"Don't make a fuss, Master Malfoy." Scorpius sneered, and then lazily drew out the emphasis, "—I'm just a bumpkin, what's the matter."

"There is no cure."

The Slytherin prince snorted disdainfully, turned his head and strode into the Great Hall.Zabini followed up from behind, and looked at the opal that Scorpius was rubbing in his hands with a smile—to be honest, it was really, really warm, and Scorpius felt like he had returned to the world.The handsome boy with light brown skin narrowed his eyes slightly, and sighed: "Ah, so the flame rubble also fell into your hands."

"That doesn't sound right, Blaise." Scorpius replied cheerfully, squinting his eyes with joy.

"The treasure on Draco is almost transferred to you." Zabini touched his chin and said slightly, "I'm beginning to feel a little bit sympathetic to little Greengrass."

Scorpius was startled, and subconsciously went to Astoria, and the latter had already taken a seat with two empty seats next to Draco, and happened to be looking at Scorpius. While the two looked at each other, the little girl gave gave him a bright smile.

Standing behind Scorpius, Zabini let out a long and meaningful sigh.