[HP] S·M event book

No.19 Well... a certain transformation.

The departure of Sirius was unavoidable, so it was also unavoidable for Selah to be stuck in class. Fortunately, the grades of Potions class have not declined. The daily labor service has almost become the last straw for Selah. No matter how useless life is, there must always be something that becomes the bright spot of life... even if this bright spot appears very reluctantly.

The whole of Hogwarts was clouded during this period, not only because of Umbridge's wanton abuse of personal power, but also because of the approaching OWLs exams, which are very important for all fifth years, and of course, because of the final exams Everyone Selah met was gloomy, and Zachary said that this kind of atmosphere would appear every year, and asked her to relax as much as possible.

Sai La couldn't help sighing, how could she relax with her current high-risk grades.She doesn't want to be forced to repeat a grade because her grades aren't good enough, if her grandpa finds out... Well, it's also a way of self-motivation.

She went to the library with her homework and books, and habitually walked towards the corner, but when she looked up, she found someone sitting there who was absolutely impossible—Malfoy.

He was lazily sitting on a chair, with a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, one hand was pressed on the book, and the other hand was constantly writing something on the book, the sunlight shone through the glass window on the platinum-gold His hair almost flooded his whole body.

Sera was dazed for a moment. She had seen this guy in anger, arrogance, viciousness, etc., but he didn't take it seriously. She almost thought she had misunderstood him.But she quickly regained her senses, and stepped back carefully, trying not to make a sound to attract his attention.

But obviously failed.

"Come here," Malfoy ordered without looking up.

Sara reluctantly moved toward him and sat across from him.Malfoy still continued with his own business without haste, and had no intention of talking to her at all.

——The young master's strange temper.

She sighed resignedly, spread out her homework and books, and corrected her mistakes bit by bit.From the occasional distracted glance at the opposite side at the beginning to fully focus on my own affairs later.

Neither of them paid attention to each other, nor did they meet in any way.

This is the first time they have lived together peacefully.

Time always flies when you focus on something.It wasn't until her neck was sore that Sera put down the pen, raised her head to relax, and then she froze—I don't know when, Malfoy stopped what he was doing, and looked at it through the lens for a moment. Sierra.

Seeing that Saila noticed it, she didn't mean to avoid it at all, but she felt a little embarrassed.

Malfoy took off his glasses, put them casually on the book, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said, "Your diligence and your grades seem to have been developing in opposite directions."

He was just stating a fact without incorporating any emotion into it, but the words themselves were vicious enough.Saila gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you for your concern!"

Malfoy was taken aback for a moment, and then sneered: "Care? What caused you to have such a terrible illusion?"

This time Sara choked, obviously the young master didn't have the ability to understand the irony, she looked at Malfoy with some pity, "I think it's better for us not to have any communication. There is a generation gap regardless of age and thought."

"You and Brann seem to get along pretty well," Malfoy said.

Does this guy only half listen to people? "I don't see any comparison between you and Zachary."

Unexpectedly, Malfoy nodded in agreement, "That's right, he's just a Hufflepuff."

… Do such conversations really take place between the same species?

Sierra looked a little dazed, and then decided to give up communicating. After all, she didn't want to offend someone who had the ability to drive herself out of Hogwarts.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Malfoy hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Does your...family have anything to do with Brian?"

These words were like poking into a forbidden place, and he felt the thorns all over her body erected.Before he had time to think about it, he was distracted by her voice.

"What do you ask for this?"

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Malfoy shrugged nonchalantly, "Just curious, otherwise I can't imagine how the two of you get together."

Saila hesitated for a moment and said, "My parents are ordinary people, how could they know nobles in the magic world?"

He frowned, as if he was thinking about the credibility of the answer. He looked at Saila again, and he really didn't think there was anything in her that was worthy of Brian's conspiracy, so he had to give up in the end. His goal was not achieved, and he felt a little bit Not good, the tone became bad, "Take back the thorns on your body, who gave you the courage to be rude to me."

Saila secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally returned to normal communication. This time, it wasn't her being abusive, it was Malfoy who was abnormally weird, and couldn't help but wonder if he was planning some tricks.She decided to seize the opportunity to change the topic, "Are you... preparing for the OWLs exam?"

Malfoy followed her gaze and recovered a little, "Of course."

Sera noticed his confidence, "Very confident? I heard that the most important courses are Potions and Arithmetic and Divination. If you can't pass these two courses, you can't become an Auror. If you enter the Ministry of Magic in the future, you will Encounter difficulties."

"It seems that you are not ignorant." Malfoy nodded arrogantly, "But you don't have to think about it. With your brain...it is already very difficult to graduate smoothly."

Sera was indeed hit. She lay down on the book dejectedly, curled her blond hair with her index finger, and stopped talking.

This made Malfoy a little uncomfortable, he thought she would at least argue a few words, he felt that what he just said was not too much, it was just telling the truth, not to the point of making this guy die, "Hey..."

"Draco!"

He frowned, and looked at Pan Xi who was running towards him with some dissatisfaction.

"Goyle said you came to the library, I can't believe it..." Pansy said cheerfully, putting his arms around him, but his face changed in the next moment, "Why is this Mudblood here?!"

Feeling bored, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Saila without saying a word.

Saila pulled the buoyant sea on her forehead, letting them cover her sight, then stood up and prepared to leave.

Malfoy felt very displeased, even angry. He remembered that he got a counterattack when he called her a mudblood last time. Why did he choose to remain silent now? "Sit down! Who will let you go?!"

Sara and Pansy couldn't help being surprised.

"Mr. Malfoy..." Sara considered her words, "I don't think it's necessary for me to stay here."

Pan Xi snorted coldly, "It seems that you are still very clear, as long as you think of you around you, even the air will become turbid."

Malfoy paused, and turned to look at Sierra with some...expectation.

Forgive her for not being able to understand the young master's way of thinking, Saila tentatively asked: "Then... I'm leaving?"

He suddenly darkened his face, gritted his teeth and stared at Saila, as if he was angry at her disappointment. "—bite her!"

"==" - Sara.

"0_0" - Pansy.

Malfoy said impatiently: "Come on, didn't you have a good time last time?"

Saila blushed, not sure if it was from anger or embarrassment, she cast a look for help to Parkinson, but the other party still couldn't get out of the sluggishness, so she could only say: "I... It got to me, and I apologize."

"You..." Malfoy jumped up and pointed at her angrily, "No brains! Coward! Why don't you dig a hole in the Forbidden Forest and bury yourself in it?! Is there a word for resistance in your dictionary? Damn it The... Muggles!"

The crackling accusations made Sierra baffled, and she looked at Malfoy blankly.

This stupid look made Malfoy's teeth itch angrily, "As a Slytherin! You're...you're...you idiot!"

Saila felt that if she didn't say anything, the peacock in front of her would turn into a turkey and pounce on her. Although she still didn't understand what he wanted to express, but... thinking about it, she showed a shameful expression and lowered herself in a taught way. Come on.It took a long time before Malfoy snorted in satisfaction.

"understood?"

She nodded hastily.

Only then did Malfoy calm down, straightened his clothes, and grinned at her with a malicious smile, "I allow you to stay in Slytherin for the time being, if I see you being manipulated and not resisting... …snort!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left proudly. Parkinson at the side came back to his senses, glanced at Saila viciously, picked up the books and homework on the table, and followed.

"—Merlin! Draco! What's wrong with you?"

"..."

"...You actually...she's a Mudblood!"

"To shut up!"

After standing there for a while, Sierra also left the library.

Such an episode made her very incomprehensible, so it was not long before she left it behind.She doesn't have so many things to deal with those disputes now, she just hopes to have more time to eat and chew all the books in her stomach.Every day is busy and the sky is dark. Annie feels worried when she sees her dark circles deepening day by day. Almost every time she sees her, she will persuade her to take more rest.And Zachary will come to help her with her homework whenever she has time, and relieve her tension from time to time.

The most relaxing thing is when Qiu Zhang is together, they occasionally sit on the grass to bask in the sun, she will take out the two-way mirror to get in touch with Sirius, and the three of them chat about gossip.Qiu Zhang is just a senior, but she always gives Saila a feeling of elders. When she expresses this idea, Qiu Zhang always sighs that the years are not around people, and wearing a layer of loli skin can’t change it. The fact that she is an old fritter.

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