The little life of a platinum darling

On the morning of September 9st, Nine and Three Quarters Station was crowded with people.Feverright and Harry boarded the Hogwarts Express with their big and heavy luggage.Then Harry walked towards the rear of the car, while Feverret walked towards the front of the car.

Malfoy is the first head of Hogwarts, in the front of the car

The first car has its own compartment.Today Crabbe and Goyle would be in the compartments of the other noble heirs to bond, so Feverritt would spend the hours in Malfoy's compartment.

Feverett came out early today, and when he arrived at the cubicle, Draco hadn't come yet, and there was no one in the cubicle.Not even Blaise and Pansy were there.

He opened the door, went in, sat down, and took out a new textbook to read.

He had read all of Lockhart's books during the summer vacation, and apart from the author, they were still very interesting.

Not long after, the door of the cubicle was opened with a "wow", and Draco's platinum-blond head stuck out: "Hi, Feverret, good morning. How was your summer vacation?" He slowly, a He said each word one by one, and then sat next to Feiwenruite, his eyes could not hide his fatigue.

"It's not bad, but it doesn't look like you're doing well." Feveret frowned.

Draco nodded slightly: "I trained all summer."

Feverret was grateful in his heart that he was not the heir, then took out the black tea he brought with him, and poured a cup for Draco: "Take a break first, it will be easier at Hogwarts." Poured out of the ceramic thermos, the temperature Just enough to enter.

Draco took a sip, then leaned back on the soft chair back: "It tastes good, did you make it?"

"No," Feverret shook his head, "It's the maid at home, I don't know anything about these jobs."

At this time, the compartment door was knocked twice, and Draco opened the door with a flick of his wand.Blaise and Pansy walked in, said hello, and sat across from each other.

The three heirs began to exchange their experiences in summer training, but Feiwenruite was reading a book quietly on the sidelines, unable to interrupt.

The train didn't know when it started to move, and the plain woods outside the window receded quickly.The cubicle fell silent, Pansy went out to find her sisters, and Blaise was leisurely flipping through a tome in his hand.Feverret moved his body to make himself more comfortable.

With a sudden weight on his shoulders, the color of platinum came into view.A few strands of hair ran across the cheeks and neck, bringing a feeling of numbness.

It turned out that at some point, Draco had fallen asleep.The long and curled platinum eyelashes fluttered slightly, bringing out a faint shadow under the eyes.

Ah, the Bewitching Charm seems to have failed.

Fivenret moved his body slightly again and adjusted his posture so that Draco could sleep more comfortably. It seemed that this summer vacation was really exhausting him.Forget it, as the younger brother who escaped the training, it's okay for him to rely on him.

Blaise pulled his head out of the book when he heard the movement: "What's wrong?"

Feverett hastily made a silent movement, and lowered his voice: "Keep quiet, Draco is asleep."

"Move him a little to the side and lean against the back of the chair." Blaise raised his hands and pressed them down again.

Feverret shook his head: "That will disturb him, let him sleep."

"Okay." Blaise didn't comment, but buried his face in the book again.

Feverret didn't see it, and Brace covered his face with his book and made a "can't stand" expression.

God knows the surprise he felt when he looked up and saw these two boys who were so beautiful that they were not human beings stuck together!What a shame Pansy didn't see it!Growing up with Draco for so many years, I finally got used to his appearance, and now there is another one!

Merlin!Is this a test of his self-control?

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Harry sat in the back compartment of the carriage, with Hermione and Neville beside him.

He had a good summer vacation, although he could only stay in the small room of the Dursleys' house for the first month and had to work every day.But all August, he was free.

This month's free time made him think about a lot of things.

"Hermione, why do you think Prof Snape hates me so much?" he asked.

"And me." Neville said.

"Neville, Prof Snape doesn't like you because you keep blowing up the cauldron," Hermione pointed out.Then he said, "As for Harry, I don't know. What happened at the end of last semester proved that we were wrong. He should not be on the side of You-Know-Who. Otherwise, the headmaster wouldn't let him teach at Hogwarts for so many years. Then It's strange that he hates Harry so much. I think, maybe it's the grievances between the previous generation and your parents, Harry."

"You mean, it's because of my parents?"

Hermione shook her head. "I'm not sure. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"I've thought about a lot of things this summer vacation," Harry looked at them seriously, "Before Feiwen often said that things should not be taken on the surface, and he also said that Prof Snape is not necessarily the one who wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone, It’s just that we didn’t listen to it. After thinking about it, we actually decided that it was Prof Snape at first because of his dislike or hatred for me, but he never deducted points or anything That's all. My scar hurts when he looked at me on the first day of school because Quirrell was pointing the back of his head at me with Voldemort; his leg hurts after Halloween because he's trying to stop Quirrell from stealing the Philosopher's Stone; Quidditch The mantra he chanted that day was actually to protect me. We only thought in the bad direction and ignored this possibility."

"That's right, this incident taught us a good lesson." Hermione responded approvingly.

Harry nodded: "Well, I think we were all too naive before, so I hope I can learn to mature!"

"We will all help you!" Neville clenched his fists, his voice was earnest and encouraging.

"I think Feverret will too," added Hermione.

At dusk, the express train arrived at the station outside Hogsmeade.Draco had already cast several spells on his body to cover up the traces of his just waking up and the dark circles under his eyes, and then he got out of the car behind Fiverett.

There were several carriages parked on the path, which were used to take students back to school.

There were five people in Feiwenruite's carriage, and the carriage drove forward slowly.

"I want to see what this Thestral looks like. The magic book is still untrue." Pansy said casually.

"It's black. It has a pair of big bat-like wings. It's very thin and has very long limbs. The head... well, it looks a little scary."

Draco turned to look at him: "Can you see?"

Feverret shrugged: "The man who raised me died in front of me when I was five years old. That's why I came to England. I originally lived in Germany."

"So you're German?" Blaise asked in surprise.

Gore interjected: "Well, Germany, the food in Germany is really good."

Draco shot him a sideways look, and he kept his mouth shut.

"I don't know." You can't say too much detail, otherwise someone who is interested may be able to think of something.

"The man? Is he a Muggle?" Crabbe asked.

"I can't remember, it's been too long." Feiwenruite made up his mind not to say anything. Although the little demon king is in the same boat with him now, his soul pieces don't think so.