The little life of a platinum darling

I don't know how the so-called age line that Dumbledore said before is set up. Can someone like him whose soul has passed but whose body is not yet of age, be able to cross it?

When Feveret arrived in the hall, he didn't know why it was very quiet inside, not even the sound of whispering conversations.It stands to reason that there should be many people guarding this place at this time, waiting to see who throws the note in.Then shouldn't there be no voice, no, at least no one should not see it.

Feeling puzzled, he walked around the gate and saw the inside of the house, Feverant frowned.The strange Gryffindor happened to be standing there in full swing, and the hall was empty except for him.This is nothing, what is important is that he is still standing inside the age line drawn by Dumbledore, looking up at the white and blue flames that are constantly dancing in the Goblet of Fire.

"you……"

As soon as Feverritt said a word, he saw the Gryffindor turn quickly to face him in alertness, and at the same time raised his wand towards him.But after seeing his appearance, he took a deep breath and put away his wand: "So it's you, the Malfoy you know in Diagon Alley?" I stepped back from the line: "It seems that my magic power has expired. I thought it could last for at least an hour, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. Maybe it's because my magic power is not enough now. Over time It should get better in a while."

Fivenret walked over cautiously with vigilance: "How...how did you get into that age line? If I remember correctly, you are only 14 years old, and you are in the same grade as us, aren't you?"

"Oh," Gryffindor shrugged, as if he wasn't talking about him, "You know Gryffindors are more curious, I just wanted to try it, and I came in when I didn't know. It seems that Dumbledore Lido’s age line is still somewhat omissions, isn’t it? I recommend you to try it, maybe you can come in too?” He paused, “But there is a certain possibility of becoming like George and Fred.”

Feiwenruite refused without hesitation, even if he could go in, no, if the age line is really based on the age of the soul, then he can't step into the white line in front of others.And if this is the case, then this Gryffindor in front of him, maybe...

"Okay," Godric said indifferently, but after a while, he seemed to have suddenly found something interesting, and turned his head to look at Feverret, "You said I can walk in, then Can you also throw the note with your name on it? No one will see it while no one comes."

Feiwenruite glanced at him: "It's up to you, it's none of my business." After saying that, he lifted his feet and left here, walking towards the kitchen.Draco is still in the dormitory, I don't know if he has given up staying in bed and got up to wash up now.

Gryffindors are really reckless people who don't know how to do what they can... However, if this person's name can really be selected by the Goblet of Fire, maybe he can see his strength, maybe... Will he surprise them?

Godric watched Feverret walk out of the hall, and after knowing that his back was completely out of sight, he took out a very ordinary piece of parchment from the pocket of his robe, and randomly changed the furnishings in one side of the hall into It became ink and a quill, wrote a few words on the parchment with a smile, and threw it into the burning Goblet of Fire standing not far away: "Okay, let's see if you will be selected , descendants of Salazar... I look forward to..."

"Evening is Halloween." When Feveret returned to the dormitory with a small piece of bread and cookies, Draco had just walked out of the bathroom and took the food from him, "but There will be no masquerade balls in Slytherin this year."

"Why?" Fivenret asked him, and there was nothing in his mind that would suddenly cancel this annual tradition.

"Why else?" Draco sat down on a chair beside him, putting his arms on the armrest, "Of course it's to celebrate the birth of the three warriors, I don't know that we're going to stay in the Hogwarts auditorium at night How long? It’s not like you can leave after showing your face casually, so you don’t have time to prepare and change clothes. Anyway, Hogwarts will hold a grand ball at Christmas, so this time the internal It will be canceled temporarily."

Fevanret sat on the chair next to Draco, put a small piece of bread into his mouth, and said after chewing: "Well, actually, I'm really looking forward to who the Hogwarts warrior will be .”

"Fiveret," Draco was silent for a moment, leaning on him, "sometimes I really wish we could go on like this. There is no family in front of us, and there are no worries. Not to mention That... no, those two Dark Lords brought us every step of the way, with trepidation."

Putting down the fork in his hand, Feverret turned around and hugged him: "But you know, this is not allowed."

"Yes, I know no," Draco also hugged him back, "I have always been very clear that I was destined to be Malfoy's heir from birth. I am proud of this, but at the same time I have to bear the burden of this The title, this honor, the responsibilities and obligations that exist at the same time, all things must be considered on the premise of the family's interests. I don't dislike this, but sometimes, I still feel uncomfortable because of some things."

Feveret pursed her lips: "It's okay Draco, no matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side."

"I know you would be willing to stay with me, but these days I have been anxious about these things. That 'Dark Lord', none of us know what kind of idea he has. From the day they appeared to We haven't even had a word with Malfoy Manor yet, where they are and what they're doing, we don't know anything. We don't even know what they will do to you, Malfoy, who they thought shouldn't exist." Draco A little uneasy. In fact, he has never shown weakness to anyone since he was a child, but when facing Fiverett, he can naturally pour out all his thoughts, and then seek the help that Feverrite has given him. A comfort that could calm him down a little.

Feverret didn't know what to say, he hugged Draco's back tightly, and then printed a light kiss on his cheek: "Everything will be fine, things will not be as you imagined It's that bad. Trust me, Draco."

He didn't know what that soul piece was like and how strong it was, but he wouldn't let anything happen to him.In any case, he will not let anyone use him to hurt his family.

The two hugged quietly for a while, and Draco let go of Feverett, who was tightly held by him: "I'm much better," then he picked up the school uniform robe that was put aside, "Go for a walk? Did you go to the hall just now? Are there a lot of people signing up now?"

"No, the strange Gryffindor was there after I went, and he was able to enter the age line. I don't know who he is, and I don't know if he has any purpose."

"Looks like you have to keep an eye on him." Draco pondered for a moment, "He's really weird."

When the two came to the hall again, it was already crowded with people. Some were sitting on the sidelines watching the fun, some were hesitating whether to sign up, and some were chatting with friends after signing up.

In the entire Hogwarts, the number of students who signed up for Slytherin College is the least.Although it doesn't mean that they don't care about the honor brought by the Triwister Cup, but obviously life is more important, especially now that each family has only one heir, if they accidentally have any accidents during the game, then the family's What about the future?

The students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang came over to vote in the afternoon. They were led by the two headmasters and walked over the whole school in a line.After throwing the note, he left immediately.

This evening is the moment that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time.The warriors representing the three schools will be selected at this moment, which is more exciting than any Halloween dinner.So not many people really had an appetite at the dinner party in the evening, they couldn't wait to fill their stomachs quickly and wait excitedly in the hall.Regardless of whether they signed up or not, everyone seemed very excited.

Dumbledore clapped his hands, and the food scraps that had been discarded by everyone on the long table were cleaned up, and then he walked off the professor's seat and came to the edge of the high platform where the Goblet of Fire was placed: "The moment we have all been waiting for for a long time is finally here. Here we are, the decision of the Goblet of Fire will be announced to us shortly. Let us guess, who will be the champion of the school?"

Then he paused for a while: "I guess it will take another minute. Listen, warriors who are called by name in a while, please stand up, walk to the front of the auditorium, and then walk along the professors' desks into the next room. He said, turning around and stretching out his finger to the door behind the desk, "You will get a preliminary instruction about this game there."

"I wish you luck." He said as he took out his wand from the inside of his robe, and waved it from left to right.In an instant, the entire auditorium was plunged into darkness, and all candles and lighting objects were extinguished.Only the Goblet of Fire standing in the center of the hall was still burning tirelessly, emitting a dazzling blue-white light.Sparks shot out from the flames, which even made people feel a little dazzling in such an environment.

"Okay! Let's look forward to the moment when the warrior is born!" Dumbledore said, seeing the flames of the Goblet of Fire jumping up and turning bright red.