The little life of a platinum darling

The elves scatter and start tearing books, pulling girls' long hair, or breaking quills off the table, wreaking havoc.

"Go!" Draco's wand shot a red light, throwing out an elf that flew this way.Then he and Bryce glanced at each other, using some kind of magic to faintly protect the Slytherin.

Harry waved the book in his hand vigorously, trying to swing the elf out of the book.Neville was caught by two elves by the ear, and he was hoisted into the air while screaming.

"Okay, then let's deal with them now!" Lockhart waved his wand and said the spell aloud with exaggerated movements: "Peskipiksi Pesternomi (Peskipiksi Pesternomi)"

Unfortunately, his spell didn't work and the wand was stolen by two elves.They broke the wand and threw it out the window.

"Oh! No!" Lockhart yelled, and then saw some elves take his portrait off the wall, and Lockhart on the portrait protested loudly, but it was completely useless.He rushed over to snatch the portrait from them, but failed.The elves not only snatched his portrait, but also flew down to tear his tidied hair and golden clothes.

He was so frightened that he quickly slapped them away, and rushed back to his office without thinking about anything: "Today your task is to deal with these little elves!"

There was even more commotion in the classroom.The elves wrecked everywhere, but rarely came to the Slytherins' seats.But other places suffered. The elves were nimble, small, and extremely fast. They were very difficult to deal with, which brought a lot of trouble to Gryffindors.

There is still a long time before the end of get out of class, so it is not good to leave these things alone.But even for Slytherin who has been trained since childhood, it is very troublesome to deal with these scattered little things, especially in Hogwarts, there are still a lot of magic that cannot be used.

"Look! These elves are flying towards us! They are not going to make trouble for Slytherin!" There was a loud shout from Gryffindor, and Fiverett looked at the source of the sound, reflecting What came into view was a red back of the head.

"Really! Why do they all come to our place?" The Gryffindors immediately looked at this side and complained loudly.

The Slytherins returned contemptuous glances without opening their mouths to refute.

"They must have used some kind of black magic! They used black magic to drive these elves to our side!" the red-haired Weasley said confidently.

"But they are only in the second grade, how can they use the kind of black magic you mentioned?" Harry couldn't help retorting, he felt that Weasley's words were too arbitrary.

"Even if they can't use it, there must be some dark magic items! They are all so-called nobles, don't they have a lot of contraband at home? My dad often tells me!" Weasley said as if he saw it with his own eyes. .

Harry wasn't talking, but he disagreed inwardly.Weasley's prejudice against Slytherin is too deep. Although he doesn't like most Slytherins, but with his good friend Favenret, he has also come into contact with some Slytherins. They are not like Weasel. As bad as Sly said.

Feveret sighed and stood up: "Draco, undo the magic, I'll deal with those guys."

Draco looked at him suspiciously: "Are you sure you can?"

"Of course," Fei Wenruite nodded, "They act on instinct, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with."

Draco pondered for a moment, didn't know why, but immediately believed it, glanced at Blaise, and put down his wand.

As soon as the magic was lifted, the elf rushed in.Feiwenruite mobilized the magic power and spiritual power in his body, and gently gestured with his hands in his sleeves.In an instant, all the elves who were wreaking havoc stopped.

Due to the change of body and innate blood, the original spiritual power of Feiwenruite has been recultivated and turned into magic power.But fortunately, magic power can also be used to mobilize mental power, which made Feiwenruite, who was a little flustered at the beginning, feel at ease.

It's still big.At the beginning of controlling the elves, Feverret regretted it a bit.Although these little elves have no brains and low mental power, they are quite a lot after all.He is not very capable now. To control so many elves at the same time, although he has enough mental power, he doesn't have so much magic power to mobilize them.

But it didn't take long for him to feel something was wrong.Usually, such a large consumption would definitely make him overwhelmed, but today it seems that the magic power is endless.Feiwenruite drove all these elves into the cage and closed the cage door, and the magic power was only used up half of what was expected.

Feverret glanced at Draco beside him, he seemed to be a little tired, and he was sitting on a chair with aristocratic demeanor.

Perhaps, because of him?

Feverret was lying on the bed in the dormitory in a daze.The curtain beside the bed has been lowered, but the sky above the bed is filled with countless balls of light.It was a spell Voldemort had taught him, altered with Lumos. Although Voldemort was a bit brain-dead, his wealth of magical knowledge was not just words.

The little demon king was lying on the side, flipping through the "Slytherin House Rules": "Why do you want to get some limelight?"

Feveret supported the back of his head with his hands: "I feel that Draco can't hold on anymore, that magic seems to consume a lot of magic power."

"Feeling?" Little Demon King turned to look at him.

"Well," Fei Wenruite nodded, "it's just a feeling, maybe it's because we are twins."

The little demon king stared at him thoughtfully for a long time: "It should be true. I remember reading that some twin brothers have a deep bond, and they can feel each other's emotions and situations. , even ideas. When using stronger magic, there is still a certain chance that both parties will share the consumption of magic power. This kind of shared responsibility is not as simple as one plus one, and sometimes there will be a certain bonus. It’s just that such twins are too Few, it seems that it only existed in ancient times. The twins nowadays generally have a tacit understanding at most, just like the pair of brothers in the red-haired Weasley family. And you, maybe you are the kind of twins who have the deepest bond. Such A pair of brothers, if they use some powerful magic together, they must be stronger than ordinary people."

Feverret felt a burst of pride for no reason: "Of course, we are Malfoy."

Little Demon King was stunned: "I remember Abrak said the same thing back then, 'I'm a Malfoy!'"

Feiwenruite raised his eyebrows, and then sat up suddenly from the bed: "I never asked you why you made yourself so incomplete, but it's not a problem when you look like this now. Or tell me the reason, and I'll see if I can help you."

After being silent for a long time, the little demon king was about to get impatient in Feiwenruite, and then he said, "This is the Dark Lord's own business! Don't think that you can take care of so much if the Dark Lord chooses to cooperate with you! Be careful The wrath of the devil!" After speaking, he stretched out his right index finger and pointed at him: "Cruc... (Critical wrist...)"

"Damn you XXOO!" Feiwenruite slapped the little demon king who was only half an arm high, then put him into the potion box, and closed it with a "bang".

"Oh!" Feiwenruite's eyes widened belatedly, "I actually swear! My God! My image!"

However, Feverret was a little puzzled. What he just said was not very exciting. Why didn't Voldemort slow down again?Isn't it just a Horcrux?Lucius knew all about it, what else would he be afraid to say?

However, with the soul fragments of personality, even if they were originally the same person, it is not easy to fuse them together.It doesn't mean that Rong can be integrated, after all, they have been separated.

But it is not completely impossible. For example, there is a kind of potion called Soul-fixing Potion, which can solve this problem, but the production of Soul-fixing potion is very difficult. Not to mention Feverret, who is new to the subject of potions.

In the original alchemy, there is a kind of medicine called Jiuzhuan Huanhun Pill, which can play the role of gathering and solidifying the soul, but this is based on the condition that you still have your own body.The current situation with Voldemort really didn't apply.

But the boat was naturally straight when it reached the bridge, and he didn't bother to think about it. It would be terrible if he didn't get enough sleep because of thinking about it and had dark circles under his eyes!Staying up late is the natural enemy of beauty!

The next afternoon was Potions class.

Fiveret and Draco were sitting in the first seat in the first row.

The Potions class of the second grade is a bit more complicated than that of the first grade, after all, the first grade is just laying the groundwork.The steps on the blackboard were several more than those before the holiday, and the strict rhythm made Feiwenruite frown a little.

Feverret put the cauldron on the fire, and habitually raised his head to glance at Prof Snape.Snape glanced in his direction with a gleam in his eyes.

Feveret lowered his head calmly, finishing his potion seriously.10 minutes before the end of get out of class, Draco handed over their result - the bright blue and crystal clear potion to Prof Snape, at the same time that there was a deafening explosion from Gryffindor, it was Neville Long Barton blew up the cauldron again.

"Fiverett, you should teach your friend a good lesson." Draco sat down gracefully, with a schadenfreude smile on his face.

"That's what I think," Fivenret nodded. "As my friend, it's embarrassing to perform so poorly in my house dean's class! And if this continues, Neville's Potions class will definitely Won't pass!"

Prof Snape had already arrived at Neville's side at the first time, cast a checking spell on Neville, and after confirming that he was not injured, he used a Scourgify on the cauldron: "20 points deducted from Gryffindor! Neville Longbottom! I believe your troll-like brain is preventing you from understanding the words I wrote on the blackboard? Or I didn't write clearly that the nightclaw vine can only use the juice, not the whole branch together Throw it in! Labor service! Wipe down potions cabinets 5-7!"

"Let's go, Feveret." Draco picked up the textbooks of the two and walked to the door first.Since he injured Feverret the day before yesterday, Draco rushed to do everything for him, which made Feverret secretly happy for a long time.