[HP] S·M event book

No.8 Um... a certain boy. (4)

Draco Malfoy has a noble status, but he is not pampered. While Lucius and Narcissa love him as their only son, they will not forget to raise him as Malfoy's sole heir. , and even train severely when necessary.

He is a smart and cunning Slytherin. In the future, he will bear the surname of Malfoy and stand in front of everyone instead of his father. He represents his family and the glory of pure blood.

He is not a brainless young master.Not being blinded by his own glory when family interests were involved, Malfoy was considering whether it was worth offending Brian for a Mudblood.

Among all the pure-blooded nobles, there were countless families that could rival Malfoy, and among them was the Blaine family.There is frequent cooperation between the two, both economically and politically.As far as he knows, as soon as Zachary Bryan graduates, he will take over the family, and the two will definitely have new cooperation by then.If he chooses to stand against Brian at this time, it may cause trouble for Dad.

But on the other hand, would Brian have a grudge with the Malfoy family because of a mudblood?

He couldn't figure out what that person was thinking.That person should know that he wanted to drive Sai La out, why did he stand on the stage?Even if you really want to protect it, wouldn't it be better to act in the dark?It takes no effort at all for an heir to do these things without anyone noticing.

Or we should find a time to negotiate.

"What do you do when you and Brian are together?" He thought for a while, and decided to use this Mudblood as an entry point.

Saila replied honestly: "Actually, I rarely have the opportunity to be with him. Usually, I say hello during meals in the auditorium, or..." She glanced at Malfoy secretly, "Or help me out."

"Nothing else?"

"That's all."

Greetings and relief are two extreme ways of communicating—at least for Brian, if it was just a nod of acquaintance, he would not help her out on the stage.

Malfoy couldn't figure it out even more.This made him a little frustrated. If it was his father, he would definitely figure it out immediately, and then take appropriate measures.He decided that if he couldn't solve the problem by Christmas, he would go back and ask his father for advice.Only Gryffindors would do such a thing as being brave.

Before that, I need to get some more useful information—he is almost 16 years old, and he is no longer the age to run back to his mother's arms to complain. He needs to know how to face his own problems, let alone trivial things in school.

Malfoy scanned Sierra again from head to toe.

Blonde--nothing special.

Body - Lean and dry stir-fried malnutrition.

Appearance - 11 years old has not fully grown, but it is not ugly.

Family background - a Muggle family not worth mentioning.

Character - Timid and timid.

He really couldn't believe that Brian really fell in love with her. This guy is not even qualified to be a bed partner, unless Brian has some unknown quirks.

The young master stopped talking again, and Saila's scalp was numb from his scrutiny, racking her brains to break this silence, or to leave here.

Just when she was about to speak, she found that Malfoy's eyes were suddenly fixed on a certain place, and she seemed a little surprised.Sierra bowed her head to follow his gaze - Miss Granger's notebook.

Sera felt uneasy and covered the notebook tightly with her wide sleeves.

"Give me the book in your hand." He stared at the things in Saila's arms.

The ferocious gaze made Saila couldn't help taking a step back, even the pigs knew that he had bad intentions.

Malfoy couldn't hold his breath anymore, jumped up from the stool, strode up to her, and yanked the note out of her arms.

The name on it was fully revealed - Hermione Granger.

With an unpredictable look on his face, he took a deep breath, and said with a ferocious smile: "Miss Morris, you actually found the Savior's group as a backer?! Your courage is commendable!"

Saila stammered, "No! I don't know them well! Really!!!"

"Or you joined that organization too?!" Malfoy threw the note on the ground fiercely, approaching her step by step.

Saila backed away in panic, until she was forced to sit on the stool by him before she could retreat, "I... I don't have one! What organization?!"

"Everyone knows that Slytherin is working with Umbridge!" Malfoy grabbed her jaw forcefully, forcing her to look up, completely ignoring her panicked expression, "Before you get out! You And a Slytherin too!!"

"No! I didn't join any organization!! I didn't lie! Mr. Potter lent me that notebook!" Sara exclaimed.

Malfoy became even more angry, "Really?! It seems that you have a good friendship! Miss Morris, you need to be smarter in finding a backer! Otherwise, you will only die faster!"

"I……"

"Mudblood! Your existence is a stain! How much do you want to smear Slytherin! I want you to get out of Hogwarts a long time ago!"

A tense string in my brain snapped suddenly.

She jumped up suddenly, broke free from Malfoy's shackles, grabbed the wrist tightly with both hands, brought it to her mouth and bit it hard.

Decisive, hard, merciless.

..................................................................................................................

Malfoy screamed, the pain made his whole body numb, he pushed her to the ground with all his strength, and at that moment he almost felt that he had been bitten off a piece of flesh.

In fact, it was almost the same, the place where the wrist was bitten was bloody.

He covered his wound, stared at Sara in disbelief, as if she were a monster, and snarled for a long time: "—Damn it! Are you crazy?!"

Sai La slowly got up from the ground, she looked at him expressionlessly, her thin lips were stained with bright red blood, and walked slowly towards him.

The pain in his wrist stimulated Malfoy's senses, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, but immediately ordered himself to stop, staring at her defensively.

Sara grabbed his collar hard, forcing him to bend close to her, his knuckles turning white.She stared at Malfoy for a split second, something wild and piercing in her green eyes.

"I'll say it again - I'm not a Mudblood, I'm a Slytherin. I am, I will be, and I will always be!! The name Sela Morris will be on the Slytherin yearbook seven years from now, None of you can erase it! Even if I die, you can't deny me!"

Suddenly Malfoy's mind went blank, and he stared blankly at Sierra, as if he had never known this guy before.

What went wrong?Which link went wrong?Why did it become like this?

How the hell did this happen?

Malfoy felt himself being pushed away, and the restraint of the neckline disappeared instantly. He saw Sierra silently wiping the blood from his lips, and he suddenly felt dizzy. What happened from just now until now is completely absurd .

"You're crazy...you're crazy...you actually hurt me...I'm going to kill you!" He managed to find his voice, speaking incoherently, as if he was speaking to Saila, but also to himself Say.In fact, he didn't know why he said these words, he didn't even know what he was thinking now.

Saila paused, turned around and walked towards the door, "When we met for the first time, I acted like I was going to kill me. The noble young master's favorite way of showing off... is childish. This is the second time ,Not creative."

--Snapped.

The door was closed without hesitation.

Malfoy felt the door being slammed in his face, and his heart and body were burning hot.

He remembered showing his face to that guy, and he also remembered scolding her, and then he vented his anger on her, and then what?

He should teach her a lesson, let her cry and hide in the medical wing, and then voluntarily apply for expulsion.

But... now he was bitten.

Draco sat down in a chair in a daze, staring blankly at the hideous wound on his wrist.

……

Saila straightened her back, walked towards her dormitory with her head upright, her whole body focused on her ears, for fear of hearing the sound of the door opening, and the sequelae of nervous tension were several auditory hallucinations.When she turned into a fork in the road, as if all the strength in her body had been drained, she held on to the wall feebly, started to run staggeringly, and finally rushed into her room almost rolling and crawling.

She locked the door, piled the desks and stools to the door, and then rushed into her bed, shivering.

"I'm crazy...I'm crazy...I bit him...I hurt him..." A thick cry leaked from his mouth, with a strong smell of blood.

What did you do?She has completely offended Master Malfoy now.

What will happen to him?what will he do

He will definitely try his best to drive himself out of Hogwarts!

How will grandpa deal with her then?

The blood on her face finally faded, and she stared at the darkness in the bed in despair, as if her grandpa was angry.She hastily closed her eyes trembling.

"Malfoy that bastard!"

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