The little life of a platinum darling

"Do you know about the Room of Response?" Feiwenruite returned to the dormitory in the early hours of the morning, and Xiaoyi was crawling on the bed and didn't know what book he was reading.Since the second grade, every time he saw this puppet, he was reading a book.Presumably there is no other entertainment for staying in such a boring place except reading.It's really wronged him.

She turned her head and glanced at him suspiciously: "What are you doing?" Ask yourself this kind of question when you have nothing to do so late?Anyone who has studied at Hogwarts should know this name.

"Why are you so nervous? I didn't ask you about the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets." Feverret waved his hand and grinned.

"You went to the Room of Response?" Little Demon King didn't seem to care.

"Well, Harry took me there tonight, and the place is pretty good overall. If he was thinking of a cozy afternoon tea room, I think I would be more satisfied." Fei Wen Rui nodded.

"I advise you not to have any hope of the taste of those Gryffindors, they will never have such qualifications."

"Well, let me tell you, as a descendant of Slytherin, you have been in Hogwarts for so many years, so you should have found a lot of Slytherin's secret rooms, right?" Feverret raised his eyebrows. They are curious.

The little demon king let out a sigh of relief, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a contemptuous arc: "Even if you know, you can't get in. What's there to say."

"Forget it, I don't want to ask if you don't want to say it," Feverret raised his head, "If you think about it with your knees, you must have some unknown conspiracy, right?" Slytherin's chamber of secrets may be filled with snakes. It can only be opened in English, so there is really no need for him to know.

"Conspiracy, really no. But you have to help me with a favor," Xiaoyi Demon King laughed, now he has the benefit of the soul-gathering formation carved on the puppet, and his mood is getting calmer and calmer, the intermittent soul Deletive madness attacks are also becoming less and less, "If you help me, I will tell you what you always wanted to know."

"It's a deal! Tell me what you want me to do." Feverret lay down on the bed and pinched the little devil's head. Now that he is asking for his help, it must be with Ravenclaw in the Room of Requirement The crown has a lot to do with it: "However, there are words first, and it depends on the specific situation whether I can do it or not."

"It's a deal! I'm going to the Room of Requirement. Simple enough, isn't it?"

Look, he knew that he must be going to find the crown.

Feverret lowered his head and rolled his eyes.Could it be that Voldemort wanted to take back that fragment?Probably not. Now that Voldemort has straightened his mind, after reading books about soul and body, black magic and curses for so long, he should have figured out that it is not so easy to reunite the soul when it is scattered, and he probably won't do it. That kind of stupid thing is right.

Then it should be just to confirm the current situation of the crown?There's nothing wrong with taking him there.Considering Voldemort's IQ, he could still be trusted.

Thinking about it, Voldemort didn't want to ask for anything from him, but it's a pity that Xiaoyi is a magical alchemy item, so it's impossible for him to move freely in Hogwarts, at least he can't go out of the student dormitory—unless someone takes him with him.

It was already 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning when Feiwenruite brought the little demon king to the door of the Response Room. At this time, even the professor would not appear in the corridor in Hogwarts.

"And then? What do you need to think about in your heart?" Feverret asked Xiao Yi.

"Give me a place to hide my stuff."

Fivenret did as he was told.A door that was exactly the same as when Harry came before appeared on the wall, and he looked down at Xiao Yi: "Now, will we go in together, or you alone?" People always have secrets, especially the black man in front of him. There must be a lot of demon kings.So even if he knew, he had to pretend not to know until he was officially informed.

"I don't need you to follow me like an old hen."

"Are you saying that you are a little chick?" As expected.Feiwenruite shook his head, and immediately changed his words before the little demon king turned his head to get mad at him, and chose to go back to the dormitory first: "Then I will pick you up tomorrow?"

The Little Demon King snorted, swayed his miniature body, and walked into the room with absolutely small steps for ordinary people, and the door slowly closed.

Feiwenruite tidied up his robe, applied a disillusionment spell to himself, turned around and left the eighth floor, and walked towards the cellar.

Good boy, go to bed early and get up early, you have to go to school tomorrow.

"Fiverett, you look very listless today," Hogwarts woke up in the early morning.On the days when classes were needed, the whole castle started to make noise early in the morning.Blaise looked at Fivenret, who had been sluggish early in the morning, and was a little puzzled, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Is it obvious?" Feiwenruite touched his face, did he have dark circles under his eyes?If this was the case, Voldemort would definitely have to pay the price of taking up the teenager's normal sleep time!

"Of course, you're usually ready to go out at this time, but today..." Draco nodded after getting dressed, and looked at his arms that were still in pajamas.Feveret was sitting on the bed now, the curtains half-drawn, obviously just waking up.He unbuttoned his pajamas, halfway down.

"Probably. I just fell asleep when it was almost dawn. Blaise, I have to change clothes, turn around." Some absent-mindedly answered Blaise's words, and glanced at him to remind him not to look at evil.

"Huh? Why do I have to turn around when you can change your clothes and Draco can see it?" Blaise protested dissatisfied.

"Nonsense, can you be the same as Drake? You don't look at the things you usually do. If you were Drake, I'll let you watch it too." The corners of Fevinret's mouth curled up in a happy arc.Brace had hooked up with girls all over the academy when he first entered the school, from flattery to invitation.

"Cut. Be careful people think you two have legs. They look exactly alike, narcissistic." Blaise turned to the other side of the bed, bending over his dragon leather boots.

"Do you need us to wait for you for a while?" Draco ignored Blaise's nonsense, and looked back at Feverret, "Where did your little one go?"

"If you are not in a hurry, of course I welcome you. If you go out later today, you may meet Pan Xi." As a girl, the routine of staying in bed and dressing up every morning can always make them appear in Sri Lanka at the latest. Leitlin's table to keep their day bright.

But in fact, it's not just girls, many boys from aristocratic families who pay more attention to appearance are not inferior to them, such as Malfoy.So Draco always got up very early to get ready.

As Chief, he must be the first in the hall.

"If you can be ready in 10 minutes, I have no problem at all." Draco's tone was relaxed, and it's okay to go out a little later occasionally.

"Ten minutes? Then you guys should disappear quickly. You just got up from the bed without seeing me?" Fevinret waved his hand and walked into the bathroom.

Blaise put on his school uniform and picked up the schoolbag that was on the side: "Then let's go first? Drake?"

Draco looked at the empty bunk in Faverete.Usually at this time, the little puppet who has changed since the second grade must be sitting on the bed and reading tomes one after another.Why didn't I see its shadow at all today?

However, Feiwenruite didn't answer, probably because he didn't want to answer, and it was useless to ask again.

Thinking, he took his schoolbag, opened the door and went out.

Twenty minutes later, a half-gold and half-brown head protruded from the bathroom.Looking around, he confirmed that there was no one in the dormitory. He walked back to the bed and took out a bottle of brown potion from the suitcase under the bed.Prof Snape had delivered it to him three days ago, but he didn't use it before the time came.He was supposed to drink the medicine last night, but he was so focused on thinking about Voldemort that he completely forgot about it. Fortunately, the color of his hair hadn't changed back when he woke up in the morning, otherwise he would have been confused.

Lifting his head and drinking the potion, Fevinret tied up his hair with a black ribbon, adjusted his robes, and walked out of the dormitory.