The little life of a platinum darling

It is said that Slytherin knows how to avoid bad luck and is good at seeing the situation clearly.This is beyond reproach, after all, most of them are family heirs and the like.Obsessed with it since I was a child, I naturally know who can be messed with and who can't be messed with;And in every place, put yourself in the right place.

However, in every place, there are one or two alternatives.For example, the cowardly Gryffindor-Peter Pedillo; and this first-year Slytherin who rushed from the team to Feverret.

"Fivenret Jason!" Deanlu Argis looked at Fivenret with a smirk: "You have been evasive all day today and don't know where you are hiding. It's just right now, and the professor is not here, so let's figure it out Count yesterday's account!"

Feiwenruite smiled innocently: "What's wrong? What did I do?"

When Deanlu Argis heard this, he was furious: "Don't pretend to be counted! Were all the medical wings yesterday fake? How embarrassing you have made us! The glory of Slytherin has been desecrated by you! Don't think that you can dominate in Slytherin just because you look like Malfoy! This is where power comes first! It's not a mudblood like you who can run wild!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at him with displeased eyes.Gryffindor didn't know the situation, but was angry because of the word "mudblood"; while Slytherin was angry at the cannon fodder's unclear situation.

Come on, you said "power comes first"!People can tell us that he is better than us when we and even the seniors are not aware of it, okay?We are not the group of rude Gryffindors with only one nerve in their brains, and it is not only the power on the surface that is power, okay?

And now there are the heirs of the Malfoy family who are backing them up. Whether it's friends or partnerships, it's not something you, as the second heir of a small noble, can afford.Not to mention that there is a Zabini and a Parkinson beside him.

"That's none of my business? Didn't you enter the hospital wing because of a magical accident?" Feverett frowned at the stupidity of Argis and the phrase "Mudblood".From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Draco standing aside with an expression of watching the show, and cursed secretly in his heart.

Come on, even if Draco is his elder brother, he will be angry if he just stands aside and doesn't help his "difficult" brother!

"Don't try to quibble! If I didn't pass out, I wouldn't use such a bad reason! I'll tell Mrs. Pomfrey!" The Slytherins collectively turned their heads, not understanding how such a guy came to Slytherin Come.

Yagis didn't notice it, and was still immersed in his anger: "When I woke up yesterday, Antonio had already told me! You did it!"

All eyes turned to the little Slytherin named Antonio.

Antonio's eyes were full of confusion: "Argis, don't talk nonsense. After entering the medical wing yesterday, I didn't wake up until this morning. I went to class immediately and didn't say a word to you."

Everyone turned their attention back to Yagis.Apparently the poor kid had been abandoned by Slytherin, and Slytherin didn't need such fools.

Dean Lu Yajisi was a little anxious: "Why do you say that? You were also sent to the medical wing by him yesterday!"

Antonio's eyes were still confused, and he kept rolling his eyes in his heart: "Is there something wrong with your head? I just came to school and tried to make potions by myself. I went to stop you, but you didn't listen, but it failed and the explosion broke The Crucible, and blew myself into the hospital wing. And I was knocked out by the aftermath of the Crucible explosion. Don't you remember at all?"

"What?!" Antonio's words made Deanlu Yagis feel betrayed: "What about you? Morde! Kabel! Emilt! Tanilla!"

"Didn't Mrs. Pomfrey say that I'm just not used to the cellar environment?" - Big Tut vomited for half an hour.

"I just accidentally fell when I was walking." ——I couldn't control my hands and feet, not only rolled down the stairs, but I couldn't get up anyway.

"Aren't you mistaken, why are we talking about this in front of this group of Gryffindors! Don't forget that I was the one who was affected by the aftermath of your cauldron explosion!" - the curse someone cast there when the door was opened The bullet flew out, and my whole body was itchy for half an hour.

"I accidentally bumped into the mechanism when I was taking something from the suitcase..."—I was shocked by a small lightning array on the way back to the dormitory for a full 10 minutes.

"Okay!" Draco stood up after he had had enough of a sneer in his stomach, and glanced at Deanlu Yargis in warning: "We'll talk in the lounge in the afternoon, Mrs Hodge will be back soon." Then He walked back to Feiwenruite and whispered: "I have to say that the scale of this 'convention' is much larger than in previous years."

The Gryffindors stood by and watched the show - most of them had no idea what was going on - such as the innocent Harry.

Until the end of get out of class, they were unable to fly into the sky. Because of Neville's accident, Mrs. Hodge told them a lot of precautions about flight safety.Flying is next Thursday afternoon's mission.

Feverret and Draco walked to the Slytherin lounge together.They had to settle the Deanru Argis affair before supper.On the way, someone invited Prof Snape, and the prefects Puno Andy Sittersos and Dorona Mosca used to do their homework in the lounge every afternoon after class, and they should be returning to the lounge now on the way.

Deanru Argis didn't realize what he was about to face at all. He thought that everyone didn't talk about it just now because Gryffindor was present, and he would punish Feiwenruite Jason when he returned to the lounge That arrogant guy.I was still a little excited.

The two prefects sat on the chairs in the lounge, a little surprised that the first-year students came back so neatly.

Draco stepped forward and said the matter in a low voice.Punuo Andy glanced up and down at Feiwenruite, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Good boy!" He has caused a lot of troubles!

He went to Deanlu Argis: "Do you know the definition of 'power' in Slytherin?"

"Of course, it's the power of the family and one's own ability!" Yagis answered very standardly.

"So do you think, Feveret Jason, he has?"

"Of course not," he said arrogantly, "What kind of power does a mudblood like him have? I don't know how he was assigned to Slytherin!" Everyone looked at him with contempt, He just realized something was wrong.

"Why are you looking at me like this? Did I say something wrong?"

"Of course," Feverret had the same smirk on Draco's face, "First of all, I beat you all, but you didn't escape, which shows my personal ability. And it's not like I beat you Because you have designed me, and even Merlin can't say anything."

"Secondly, there are the Malfoy family, the Zabini family, and the Parkinson family behind the Fivenret. If you think that the influence is too small, it is not qualified for you to think carefully before speaking out. Then I will Take this as an insult to our three families." Draco spoke righteously, but there was gloating in his eyes.

The pure Dean Lu Yajisi children's shoes were covered all of a sudden.He just felt a little annoyed when he saw Faverete Jason occupying the fourth seat at the first-year long table, and he didn't expect that Malfoy actually meant it.His family is just a little nobleman, and he is the second son, who has not been taken seriously since he was a child. In addition, he only knows how to play and never participates in learning and training, so his mind does not have the twists and turns of other little snakes, he only knows how to think. Do whatever you want, and you won't suffer the slightest loss.

"Unfortunately," the female prefect Dorona shrugged gracefully: "You have offended our noble Malfoy." She paused and smiled: "There are also Zabini and Parkinson."

At this time, the door of the lounge opened slowly, and Prof Snape walked in through the opening, and quickly glanced at everyone present: "I hope you can deal with the matter as quickly as possible, and then tell me what you have done." I don't have a lot of time to waste on you troublesome guys, and I have to go back and correct those so-called potion papers that are written so wildly and irrelevant."

"Yes, Professor," Puno Andy stepped forward, "This matter is not very serious, but it must be serious!"

Snape glanced at Deanru Argis, who was standing next to Puno Andy, "According to the rules. I don't think, as a prefect, you would be so stupid as to forget this."

'Well, I forgot,' said Puno Andy in his heart, 'who can remember such a thick book. '

He took his wand and tapped it on a portrait of a Sir holding a book, and the book slid out of the portrait.

"I believe that each of you has this book in your bedroom, and it's on the bookshelf. In fact, smart people don't need to compare this book one by one, but we must use it now." He said shaking Shaking the dark green tome in his hand... "Slytherin House Rules"

"To be honest, I never thought anyone would violate these rules when I was in this school, because I don't think anyone a little bit smarter would do that. Well, let me see." He turned the pages, " Article 105: In the newborn test operation, no one is responsible for any death or injury. Well, I must say here, this is the rule set by Salazar Slytherin himself thousands of years ago. But obviously, in the millennium later Today it is not very applicable, so he has been changed to - in the freshman test, any damage caused by his own lack of strength (excluding damage and death that cannot be recovered or needs to be recovered for a long time) shall be borne by himself. In terms of grasping the speed of this point, I think Faverete Jason did a good job. Although...well, he did a sensational job."