"Your sleepy appearance in the morning shakes my heart."

This night, there were several incidents that were enough to talk about for a long time. First, the Sorting Hat stopped singing and read the words quickly, then the savior was assigned to Gryffindor, and then the Sorting Hat "Magic Disorder" went blind Hop, it's the Muggle Crown Prince assigned to Slytherin again!

The little muggle-born wizards stared viciously at the Slytherin table, filled with grief and indignation. They thought they could behave well in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!Opportunities to get close to members of the royal family don't come every day!

Everyone was warned by Dumbledore, "Do not enter the Forbidden Forest", "Do not step into the corridor on the fourth floor", etc. After hearing this, the little wizards began to eat and drink, until the prefect understood the dormitory, divided the primary and secondary seats, and instructed each other A pass back to the dormitory.

Allen felt that what made him happiest this night was probably sharing a dormitory with this little peacock.He looked sideways at the little peacock's proud look...and this was arranged by Lucius...

The two pushed the door open and entered. The room was large and had a separate washroom.Facing the door is a huge round window, through which a huge squid floats faintly, and the ground is covered with a soft dark green and silver-white carpet.A wooden low cabinet is placed on the central axis against the wall on the right side, and two four-poster beds are separated by a desk on the left and right.The bed was hung with green silk hangings, and the soft bed was made, and the coverlet was embroidered with silver thread.On the other side of the two beds is a symmetrically distributed "L"-shaped huge wardrobe, providing them with the same experience as a cloakroom.

Against the wall on the other side of the room was a huge wooden bookshelf reaching to the ceiling, parted in the middle and trimmed with silver patterns, it was just empty so they could put their own books.In front of the bookshelf is a set of leather sofas and a coffee table, which are classic in style and very comfortable.Medieval tapestries hanging on the walls tell of the great adventures of the famous Slytherin, and silver lanterns hang from the upper ceiling, and there is the faint sound of gentle waves from the bottom of the lake beating against the windows.

Both nodded in satisfaction, and found their luggage in front of the low cabinet.

Draco snapped his fingers, and an ugly creature wearing an old pillowcase appeared in the room, saluted Draco in a high-pitched voice, "Dobby has seen the little master!"

"Pack up your things." Draco pointed to the area by the window, and ordered lightly. Seeing that Allen was looking at Dobby curiously, he lifted his chin and explained, "This creature is a house-elf, born a wizard For service, the master's orders are paramount, quite capable, but the voice is too thin."

Allen nodded and asked curiously, "Are they the wizard's property?"

"Of course!" Draco said arrogantly, "Can you use it to clean up for you?"

"No," Allen chuckled, "I'll do it myself." After he finished speaking, he took out his wand and waved it.

The closet opened by itself, and clothes and shoes floated out of the suitcase one by one, flew into the closet and settled themselves.The books also flew out to the bookshelf by themselves, and soon filled his half of the shelf.Draco stared dumbfounded at him waving his wand with ease, and his face wrinkled into a bun when he saw the books he brought filled half the bookshelf, "Why did you take so many books?"

"Huh?" Allen was hugging the transparent watch cabinet full of famous watches, thinking about where to put it, and came back to his senses, "This is the homework that my father gave me before Christmas."

Draco: ...

"Oh."

He was expressionless.

He thought that the Malfoy family had strict requirements on heirs, but compared with this one, he felt that his father was really indulgent to him.

Allen held the watch cabinet by himself, put it on the bed, took a goblet and turned it into a waist-high furniture like a podium, put the watch cabinet on it, flashing Money-smelling luxury watches gleamed on black velvet cloth.

Draco was originally attracted by his Transfiguration, but he was attracted by the watch when he came over to take a look. Allen gave him one and drove him to wash up.

Allen took out his mobile phone and found that there was no signal in the castle. He sighed and sat down at the desk, picked up a pen and spread out the letter paper, and began to write a letter to his father. Tower out of the common room door, let her fly away biting the letter.

When he returned to the dormitory, Draco had just come out of the wash, went to the desk and started writing letters.Allen smiled, took the toiletries and entered the bathroom.Nothing to say all night.

Allen woke up at six o'clock the next day. He looked at the strange bed curtain and his mind slowly returned to his original position.He got up and got out of bed, washed and brushed his teeth, cleaned himself up, put on his school uniform - the only good thing about being in school is not having to bother to choose clothes, fumbled to adjust the magic window to the morning sun, and went to wake Draco.

The little platinum peacock sleeps peacefully, with blond hair spread softly on his forehead, and the sun hits his face, revealing the fine fluff on his white face, like a perfect doll.Alan's heart was soft, and he called softly, "Draco, get up."

The little peacock was startled, and reluctantly turned over and covered his face under the quilt.

Allen couldn't help showing a smile, and pulled his quilt, "Draco, I'm going to be late for another sleep!"

After finally pulling the little peacock up from the bed, Allen pushed him to wash up, squeezed toothpaste for him, put the water on the side, then exited the bathroom, and put away the books that the two of them would bring to class later Put into two classic handmade Cambridge schoolbags, sit on the sofa and take out a book to wait for Draco.

After the little peacock was dressed, he put hairspray on his hair, and Alan carried his schoolbag in a daze. As soon as he left the dormitory, he tried his best to look very energetic, and went to the cafeteria to eat under the leadership of the prefect.

In the lobby, Draco took the first seat according to the allocation last night. Draco took the sandwich and milk handed to him by Allen in a daze and settled the breakfast, suddenly startled.

"Draco, what's wrong?" Allen asked.

"My book!" Draco looked at Alan with a bitter face, and whispered, "I didn't bring a book."

Allen suppressed a smile, "You didn't bring a book, so what's in your bag?"

Draco was taken aback, "When will I have a bag?" He looked down at Alan's line of sight, and sure enough, he saw a delicate brown leather bag on his waist. When he opened it, he found a textbook parchment ink quill, There was also an exquisite pen packed in the bag by category, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's thanks to you for helping me clean it up, otherwise Malfoy's face would be completely embarrassing!"

Allen shook his head helplessly and took a sip of the milk.

Draco felt that he had underestimated the stupidity of the savior (after all, who would refuse the favor of an heir to the Malfoy family), just as he had underestimated Alan's talent. When his matches remained unchanged, Alan could already Turn the desk into a very exquisite wardrobe.

He was fed back with someone's chocolate, and he was in a better mood after hearing someone's worries about potions. However, in the potions class in the afternoon, he didn't expect that Allen would be afraid of slugs!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Although Alan's pale face is worrying, it's really funny!Draco amused and worriedly accompanied Alan back to bed, and then saw this guy's first reaction was to open his father's letter, and taught the snowy owl a serious lesson.

Draco shook his head, this guy was so stable, but the childishness that was occasionally revealed really made him disgusted.He called the house elf to bring two dinners, and handed one to Allen, "Eat something first, you have to go to the dean's office later!"

Allen took it, barely ate half of it, and was forcing himself to move the fork, when he heard Draco on the side say, "Gringotts stolen?!"

Allen glanced at his plate, and immediately put it aside and approached Draco, "It is generally believed that it was done by dark wizards of unknown forces. The goblins at Gringotts admitted that they were broken into, but insisted that nothing was lost. Vault 713 was emptied earlier in the day..."

The two looked at each other and slowly frowned.

On the other side, Harry said to Ron, "Strange, that's the vault that Hagrid and I took me with. But there was only a dirty little cloth bag in it." Hermione, who was opposite the two, narrowed her eyes .

But Allen got up from the sofa helplessly. No matter what Gringotts lost, he still had to go to the dean's office. He bid farewell to Draco, who was a little worried, and asked a senior to take him to Snape's office. He knocked on the door and walked in after getting permission.

At 07:30 in the evening, Alan returned to the Slytherin cellar with a pale face.Draco was lying alone on a couch, chatting and laughing with the girl sitting across from him, the atmosphere was very warm, Crabbe and Goyle stood behind him like two walls without saying a word.

Hearing the sound of the lounge door opening, Draco looked up and saw Alan, who was pale, sloppy, and seemed to be seriously dehydrated. He turned over and sat up, stood up and greeted him, "Alan, are you okay?" ?”

Allen held Draco's hand weakly, and the other hand weakly supported the wall. The oil painting-like touch on the wall, and the magic wand on the inside of his robe began to jump immediately, as if he was very excited, which made He froze for a moment, and cut off what he hadn't said yet.

Draco followed his line of sight, only seeing the black wall, full of doubts.

Allen bent slightly, his legs were trembling, but he still squinted his eyes and observed the wall carefully. He touched it with both hands, and turned to Draco and said, "Excuse me, give me a light." okay?"

Although Draco was surprised, he turned to Pansy and said, "Pansy, bring a lamp."

Pansy glanced at Alan unkindly, dissatisfied with him ordering Draco, but immediately got up and picked up the lamp on the bookshelf behind and handed it over. Alan tried to take the lamp, Draco looked at his trembling fingers, Frowning and pressing down his hand with disgust on his face, he held the lamp and leaned towards the wall, and said in disgust, "If I give you the lamp, I'm afraid it will fall immediately, this lamp is not cheap."

This awkward concern made Allen laugh, and he replied, "Thank you, young master, for your concern." His eyes were still looking at the wall carefully, and he straightened up after reading it carefully, and said, "This seems to be a painting .”

The girls who had come over earlier were a little surprised, and it was said that some senior boys also came over.Allen took out his trembling wand and approached the painting. As soon as the wand touched the painting, he carefully pulled Allen to touch the lower right side of the painting, and the painting fell into Allen's hands under the eyes of everyone. inside.

Allen spread it out, and it was dark, as if the artist had just painted a simple black screen.

The crowd was very strange, and started a discussion in a hurry.Draco frowned at the paper-white Alan who was concentrating on the wand and the shady scene, dragged Alan back to the dormitory, threw him on the bed, and accused, "I can't see that His Royal Highness is exhausted. If you can stand for so long at that level, can you still come to a duel?"

Allen looked at him helplessly, "The duel is impossible, please let me go, young master."

Draco snorted softly, poured him a cup of hot milk to force him to rest, closed the door gently and went out.

Allen leaned against the bed, sipped half a glass of milk, finally relieved the discomfort in his stomach, and finally looked better.He spread out the painting that Draco had thrown aside just now, picked up his wand and clicked it, and wondered, "It really seems to be just a black background," he looked at his wand, "Why are you so excited ?”

Then, under Alan's surprised gaze, a figure slowly appeared from the black cloth, and the corner of Alan's lips curled up watching him in surprise.

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