HP's return to innocence

It was a history of magic class. As soon as Professor Binns announced that the get out of class was over, Draco stood up from his seat.But it wasn't because he was in a hurry to pack his things. In fact, his books, parchments, quills, etc. were still scattered on the desk.

If it was in other colleges, Drake's actions would not be noticed by the students.But after all, they were Slytherins, and the little nobles who knew what it was like to read words before they even learned to speak, quickly stopped what they were doing, and looked at what their classmate Malfoy was going to do.

Gryffindor, who was on the History of Magic with them, also found something wrong with Slytherin, but of course they would not ask their own enemies, so they just stood there in twos and threes, exchanging about what Slytherin was going to do. Opinion.

"Nott, Rainey, Wheeler..." Drake called several classmates, of course, they are the guys who have been the most troublesome recently, "It's still a while before lunch, so would you like to come back with me?" Would you like a cup of black tea in the lounge?"

The Gryffindors, who were waiting to see the Slytherin show, hissed almost at the same time, then took their things and left the classroom with the fastest footsteps.

Unlike the Gryffindors who thought that "Draco Malfoy is boring", the Slytherins, especially the ones who were named, had obvious unnatural expressions on their faces for a moment, but no one refused, everyone They all politely expressed their willingness to go.

After packing up their things, the brigade walked on the way back to the cellar.After entering the Slytherin common room, except for the few named by Draco, the other Slytherins, including Pansy and Blaise, went back to their dormitory quietly.Seeing the situation of the first grade, the other grades were also very sensible, and vacated the seat to the left of Drake.

So several people sat down and began to drink black tea.To be more precise, only Draco drank tea comfortably, while the others just sat upright, staring at the teacup in front of them.

As time passed, the foreheads of several little nobles began to sweat, and one of them even trembled.

Drake put down his teacup, and his blue-gray eyes glanced coldly at the students he "invited" to drink tea. Although Drake now has a cute bun face, and he is trying to restrain himself, he has experienced the ups and downs of being a wizard. A 37-year-old platinum nobleman, even if his aura is discounted, it is not something that 11-year-old xiaodouding can bear.

Everyone lowered their heads the moment they met that look, out of fear, but also to express humility and respect.

"Very good." One word, one nod, one smile, plus the first glance, this small gathering ended.

It wasn't until Draco walked into the door of the dormitory area and was completely out of their sight that the little nobles let out a breath in unison and fell limply on the sofa.

Nott touched his chest, his shirt was soaked.Before that, he and Drake were friends, but also competitors.Before that, he thought that the only difference between him and Drake was his family background, and regardless of their background, they were at least equal to him.

But now, he understands.

Understand that Drake is not not interested in power, but because he already has power in his hands, there is no need for him to fight for it.

I understand better, he is far from Drake, much...

In fact, Nott misunderstood, Draco is really not interested in the power of Slytherin - he has not yet rejuvenated, and wants to lead a group of 11-year-old children.Moreover, he also knew that after a few years, the entire Slytherin would collapse, and now what they thought they were holding tightly in their hands was nothing but a handful of fine sand that could slip through their fingers at any time.

At the dinner table at noon that day, Zabini's cousin, the prefect of the fifth grade, expressed his appreciation for Drake, and Drake appropriately expressed his reserve, and at the same time, it also showed that his class The status of Leitlin's leader has been confirmed.

Draco hesitated a little, and wrote a letter to his father that afternoon.

On the surface, the main content of the letter was that Draco proudly informed his father that he had become the leader of the first-year Slytherins.In fact, the most important thing was his knowledge about potions class in those two short sentences, especially the difference between him and the savior from the potions professor.

It was obviously difficult for Drake himself to change the Potions Professor's decision, so he could only start with his father.

"Why is it a separate letter for you?" Narcissa's eyes flashed fiercely.When the letter came, Lucius was in the study, and Narcissa couldn't see that Lucius had received the letter, but... the platinum nobleman took the letter to the dining table to read on purpose, which was a blatant show.

"Boys always have more common language with their fathers." Lucius smiled reservedly, his two eyebrows almost flying with pride.

Narcissa resisted the urge to murder her husband, lowered her head and worked hard to cut the steak in front of her, or imagined someone as a steak.

While Lucius was proud on the surface, he was troubled in his heart, how to persuade his friend so that he would "let go" of his son.Because he had heard Drake's description, Lucius could somewhat understand why his friend had to bother with that little guy—he was almost a replica of James Potter.

And one of the best ways to beat a child is to bring out a better one—such as his best son, Xiaolong, none—to make him deeply feel his own insignificance and incompetence.

And if the little blue-eyed lion is just a simple Harry Potter, then Lucius will not care about Potter's life and death at all, but I believe that Drake will not specifically mention such a Gryffindor in his letter. episode.But that child bears the name of the savior, and is still a child under special care of Dumbledore.

Anyway, Lucius visited the Slytherin head's cellar that night, bringing a bottle of red wine to celebrate his son's formal leadership of the first year of Slytherin.

And the next time Draco was in Potions class, the King Snake did change his focus.

It was Nott first, but the poor guy had only been glanced at twice by his headmaster, and because he was shaking so much that he almost blew up his cauldron, the potions professor had to shift the target.

And the final result is... Except for the group of Draco and Zabini, there was no third person in Slytherin who could make a normal potion that day.

This is also probably the first time in history that Slytherin turned in a potion with more "variety" of colors than Gryffindor.

When Draco handed in his potion, the Potions Master looked at him as if he was looking at other Slytherins, treated him equally, nodded indifferently, recorded, and motioned him to leave.But at the last moment of Drake's farewell, Snape briefly raised his head, and at that moment, what Drake saw in his eyes was defense!

His silly father couldn't have leaked something and was misunderstood by the dean, right?You know, at this stage, he is no threat to the savior - of course, after Voldemort is dead, it may not be so...

This situation made Drake feel mixed. The good news is that he will not become the typical negative when the dean reprimanded Potter. The bad news is that he is guarded by a powerful double agent who wants to do anything. It's really challenging to not show your feet.However, overall, the joys outweigh the worries.

Two days later, Draco included a vial of Glory Elixir in his routine greetings home, which he made himself from mail-order materials.Although there is no label, it is clear that this is a thank you gift to my father.

So, Lucius Malfoy looked radiant for a whole week, but the bottle of potion remained on his desk, next to the family portrait.