[HP] Noble

"Shouldn't you beg me to give Potter the password to use the prefect's bathroom next?" Draco said very contemptuously.

"No, see what you said." Scorpius looked at him with a smile, "Where can't you take a bath, and besides, you don't have one."

"Who said I didn't?" Draco raised his eyebrows even higher.

"How could you have it?" Harry didn't rush to leave, he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed and sneered, "You can only be a prefect if you are in the fifth grade or above."

"Perhaps your noble brain is so busy trying to save the wizarding world that you've forgotten some basic common sense, silly baby Potter, but since it's Christmas, I'll remind you mercifully." Platinum The nobleman looked rather frightened, he raised his thin, pale jaw high, "The captain of the Quidditch academy team also has the right to use the prefect's bathroom, remember?"

"Of course I do," said Harry impatiently, with a sudden pause, "no... wait, you mean—"

Scorpius twisted his head hard and looked at Draco in astonishment, only to see Draco nodding in satisfaction: "That's what I meant, now you can go, Potter, goodbye."

"Big greasy bat, and there's something wrong with his eyes. How else would he choose you to be captain of Slytherin - well, judging from the level of scheming and vitriol, the position may really be yours Son—" Harry muttered and took two steps back, thought for a while, then turned his head hesitantly, and looked at Scorpius, "Hey, Gretel?"

"Uh, what's the matter? - well Draco don't drag me, I won't tell him."

Draco snorted and let go of his hand in dissatisfaction: "You should go to bed, kid!"

"It's only 09:30, what kind of sleep do you want!"

"Well, no sleep...then do something else than stand here and talk to Potter."

Harry sighed and had to call Scorpius again.This time, the latter finally really paid attention to him. He glanced at Harry inexplicably, and before he could speak, interrupted him: "Listen, Potter, the Ministry of Magic will not make things difficult for you, all The content of the game will be within your knowledge—here, I guessed it, but I can’t just tell you that it’s cheating.”

"I said this sentence." Draco muttered, "I will ask you for copyright fees."

"Okay, okay, it's you who said the copyright fee? Do you think I can't afford it, so I'll give it to you." Under the horrified eyes of the other two older boys, Scorpius passed Della Ke, the latter caught him off guard and made him stagger. Taking this opportunity, Scorpius pounced on him and smacked the platinum noble's shamelessly white cheek without hesitation.

"Here, royalties," said the second-year Slytherin triumphantly.

Draco wiped the drool all over his face with his sleeve, and mumbled a few times.Harry, who watched the series of actions, was dumbfounded, and completely forgot what he wanted to ask. Finally, he shook his head with a headache: "Today is indeed Christmas, and the Slytherin series performances are on the air. First, Snape, and then Green." Sister Glass, and then you..."

"...Yo, Professor Black is indispensable for Professor Snape's contribution, thank you." Scorpius reminded mockingly.

"Well, I didn't expect that either. You didn't see that when they were dancing on the dance floor, there was no one within a three-meter radius." Harry clicked his tongue and shook his head, then suddenly changed the subject and returned to Scorpius again. body, "... Well then again, Gretel, I know I can't expect you to translate what that golden egg is screaming for me, at least you can tell me how I can turn that harsh voice into a human I can understand..."

"Some kind of magical creature." Scorpius cut him off, casting a quick glance at Draco. "Think about our conversation."

Draco was stared inexplicably, and then thought about whether he had said something just now, and the final result was that his face turned gloomy, and after a long time, he sneered contemptuously: "Very well, Potter, you want to If you don’t understand it, your brain is completely hopeless—remember, if you win the top three trophy, at least that cup is mine—let’s go.”

After roughly pulling Scorpius, Scorpius stumbled behind Master Malfoy who was walking away quickly, and the conversation between the two echoed in the empty corridor——

"—Wait, why did it become a cup? Wasn't it just a base a few days ago?"

"Now I feel that a base can't satisfy my anger, why should I help Potter—a Potter!"

"...Oh, come on Draco, it's like you know a lot of Potters."

"——This one is enough, they are not good people, stay away from them."

"...Okay okay, stay away from them then...Merlin's socks, 'they'? Where's the 'they'? Hey, can you walk slowly—"

Until the voices of the two of them disappeared completely, Harry still stood there motionless.If someone is willing to come out of the warm auditorium hall and pass by this corridor, maybe he will be surprised to find that Mr. Savior of Gryffindor is standing in the cold corridor at this moment, blowing the cold wind, his wand being blown Put it in your pocket at will, and he, Mr. Harry Potter, was alone in a daze on this beautiful Christmas Eve.

After a long time, Harry circled around in a daze. The icy cold wind mixed with wind and snow blew in from the window. Harry sighed: "Okay, the top three league, what else do I have besides you?"

So that night, Harry was certain that he was the first Gryffindor student to return to the tower.

To make matters worse, he ran into Cedric on the road, who was with Cho Chang, and the two of them were talking head to head, and for Merlin's sake, everyone was trying to get him in trouble , hell Diggory, Hogwarts is so big, he just picked this one must pass to Gryffindor, you know, one of them is Hufflepuff, the other is Ravenclaw ——

Apart from the fact that the dining tables are next to each other, do they have half a Galleon relationship with Gryffindor?

Before Diggory raised his head and called Harry to stop, Harry felt like he was going to be a bitch.

"What's the matter?" He stopped slightly indifferently.

His indifference succeeded in making both lovers stunned, and Cedric was particularly disturbed. He stood up and took his hand out of Cho Chang's: "Good evening, Harry—Christmas Happy." Even the girl with Ravenclaw looked up and smiled uneasily at him.

Not very happy.If I didn't see you, I might still be able to barely be happy... Harry pursed his lips and told himself in his heart, take it easy, man, it's Christmas, and everyone has to make themselves cute... You see , Snape kissed Can Sirius, what else in this world is not allowed?So he forced himself a dry smile: "Merry Christmas, uh, you two."

"I just wanted to tell you, uh, the prefect washes the bathroom, I thought you'd like to use it?"

Harry decided that from now on, anyone who dared to say the word "prefect washes the bathroom" in front of him would turn against anyone, without discussion.

He gave Cedric a quick smirk, and said sarcastically, "Oh, I heard that the floor inside is paved with diamonds, that's really strange--but I think diamonds may be a bit annoying, or Good shower for Gryffindor."

"...Is there no bathtub in the Gryffindor bathroom?" Cho Zhang asked suspiciously.

Harry said blankly, "...Maybe it's because Gryffindor is poor?"

The Ravenclaw girl smiled nervously and said softly, "You know I don't mean that, Harry."

Harry drooped his shoulders in frustration, and said feebly, "... well, of course I know you're not, but I'm just a little tired today... so uh, what the hell are you trying to say?" He forced himself to turn to Cedric. , and try to be as nice as possible.

"Go to the prefect bathroom, take a shower... take your golden egg - if you haven't figured out what it's singing about - take it, you know, well... damn, maybe you see I have read Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, that is, the Muggle story, maybe you have an impression of one of them, then you should remember: some creatures cannot speak on land."

"..." Harry stared at Cedric in silence for a while, then finally nodded, "Okay, I see."

The latter seemed very happy, really happy: "You really know?"

"Understood. If the second project is related to Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, I will want to pinch the neck of the International Federation of Wizards, and then tell him that it's okay to read less novels, so as not to entrap the next generation - first, Dragon Quest, What is it now? Riding a dragon to rescue the princess?"

Qiu Zhang couldn't hold back, covered his mouth with a poof and laughed.

Cedric's complexion changed, he took a step back, muttering something like "It's pretty much the same", he shrugged, and when Harry was about to leave, he reminded: "Next to the statue of Stupid Boris on the sixth floor, the password is: fresh pineapple."

"Okay, I'll go - with my golden eggs, and a damn book of Andersen's fairy tales." Harry nodded.Cedric smiled at him, pulled Cho Chang up, and the two held hands, and hurried out of the corridor leading to Gryffindor Tower——

What the hell.Staring at the backs of the two of them leaving intimately, Harry thought, did he really come here to wait for me?