The little life of a platinum darling

"You mean petrification?" Draco turned to look at Feverett, and let go of his grip on the doorknob.

"Well," Fei Wenruite nodded, "now the professor and the headmaster should still be discussing this matter. The blood on the wall shows that it was done by the 'Heir of Slytherin', but I don't know that 'Slater Lin's heir' is played by someone."

"The heir of Slytherin petrified a cat? Why did he have a blood feud with that cat? He had to announce it with great fanfare." Blaise burst out laughing.

"Who knows, it might have been caught by that cat during a night outing. I just hope things don't get bigger, or Slytherin will be in trouble again." Feverret shrugged and turned up the last cuff, "I think We can go out."

"Yeah," Blaise said, walking toward the door, "you have nice cufflinks."

Feiwenruite kept up with her collar: "Thank you for the compliment."

When they reached the common room, almost all the Slytherins heard the news from the students who came back later.

"Chiefs of all grades, go to the small hall for a meeting. Please hurry up." The seventh grade chief and the head of the college waved his hands reservedly, and walked into the small hall with the curtain drawn on the side first.

"Then I'll go first." Draco informed them and walked over.

Blaise is wearing a black tuxedo today, with a silver mask covering half of his face, which adds some mystery to him. Unfortunately, the height problem needs to be resolved urgently. A 12-year-old child is among a bunch of tall people Immediately overwhelmed.But this does not prevent him from showing off his good body proportions and beauty on the average line, flying in the crowd like flowers and butterflies.

Feverret stepped aside and picked up the goblet on the round table.The glass contained brightly colored fruit juice. Grades one to three were not allowed to drink alcohol at the banquet, so he could only take a glass of fruit juice that looked passable.

He looked across the small hall, then looked away again before anyone noticed.

"My dear student, what are you doing here alone?" Punuo Andy (does anyone remember? Mr. Prefect...) dressed in a specially made exaggerated costume of a medieval great magician, taking small steps Stepping on the dance steps and turning around.

"Senior is in a good mood today? I thought that as a prefect, I should go there." He pointed in the direction of the small hall.

"It's nothing, nothing..." Punuo Andy said casually, "All the chiefs are over there, there must be someone to host here, right?"

"That's right, so what does your Excellency the prefect come to see for me, a little man?"

"It's a rare ball, wouldn't it be a waste to drink juice alone? The beautiful ladies are still waiting for the gentleman's invitation, so don't waste your time here." Puno Andy turned his head to signal him to look at the stage, and then waved his hand left.

Feiwenruite frowned, and walked over to the dance floor: "Miss Veela, may I be honored to know your name?" He extended his right hand to a blond third-year girl on the dance floor , the girl dressed herself up as a beautiful Veela and put some sequins on her skin.

"Of course, it's my honor." The girl handed him her hand and smiled at him.

He led the girl into the dance floor, where the Vienna Woods waltz was playing. He bowed slightly to the girl, and all his movements followed the etiquette without any mistakes.

"Looking at you, you really don't look like you came from the Muggle world." Girls are very proficient in dancing, and they have to work hard in this area since they were young.

"In fact, there are social dances like this in the Muggle world." Feverret explained with a wry smile.

"But I don't see how many Muggle wizards who come to Hogwarts are like you."

Feverret took her in a circle: "Can I take this as your compliment to me?"

"Of course." The girl frowned and smiled a few times: "My name is Casalena Delancage. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Feiwenruite Jason. It's also a pleasure to meet you." Delan Cage is one of the twelve Hogwarts school managers. It is very beneficial for him to have a good relationship with the little princesses of this generation. No harm.As for Delancage's gesture of showing favor towards him, he could only use Draco's relationship to explain it.After all, Malfoy is a great nobleman, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell that his relationship with Drake is not bad, and there are not one or two people who have a relationship with Drake from him.

However, Punuo Andy's performance today still seems a little strange, why did you go to ask him to dance?

"Then, may I call you Feveret?"

"It's my pleasure! Ms Delancage."

"Please call me Casalena."

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient, Katharina." He felt that the more he said it, the weirder it became. Thinking about it again, it seemed that the prefect's attitude towards him just now was a bit wrong. Salina bent down slightly, and then sent her back to the edge of the dance floor: "Casalina, do you want to sit next to me and drink a glass of juice to soothe your throat?"

"No." Katharina reservedly refused, and smiled at him.

Of course, Feiwenruite was eager to find a quiet place to think about it quickly, so she followed her words and left.

"Hey, Feverret, the waltz is good." Blaise came out of nowhere and handed him a glass of orange juice.

"Thank you," Feverret took the orange juice, "I just practiced before."

Blaise nodded: "What do you think the chiefs are going to do with that matter? After discussing it in the small hall for so long, Draco hasn't made an appearance in the hall yet. Pansy is so sad."

"If you think about it, it will come out soon. If it is about the result of the discussion, you should be able to guess a point or two."

"But this heir of Slytherin... The last known one is the Mysterious Man, the Dark Lord. Do you know about the Chamber of Secrets?" Blaise leaned back on the chair behind him casually, and took a sip of the liquid in the glass.

"To be honest, I'm not very clear about it." Feverret shook his head. He had never come into contact with anything that would allow him to know the rumors about the Chamber of Secrets. "Hogwarts, a School History" turned him upside down. Chaotian didn't see a word, so it's hard to say that he already knew it.

"Every Slytherin knows this. Legend has it that because Slytherin was unwilling to recruit Muggle wizard students, he had a disagreement with the other three founders, and finally had a big fight with Gryffindor one morning and left Hogwarts. Before that, Slytherin created a secret room in Hogwarts. When he left, he sealed the secret room. This way, when his heir returns, he can open the secret room and put the inside Release the horrible thing, let that thing purify the school, and eliminate all those who are not worthy of learning magic." When Blaise said this, his tone was very strange, with a hint of ridicule.

"Scary thing? What does that mean?" Feverret asked.

"No one knows yet, not even the location of the so-called Chamber of Secrets. No, there are, except for the 'Heir of Slytherin' and the Dark Lord. Or the same person."

"So the so-called 'unworthy of magic' are Muggle students?"

"In this sense, it is indeed true." Pansy noticed their conversation, walked over from not far away, and declined several boys who invited to dance.

"But although we don't like Muggle-born students, we can't call them hate, let alone hate. Although mudbloods say it in our mouths, they are always just talking. The entire wizarding world, Muggle-born students Students account for at least one-third, and we really haven't thought about removing them. In fact, the magic world still needs them. Moreover, legends are legends after all, so it's not certain whether they can be done or not." Bray Adams spread his hands and shrugged.

"Unless you're a paranoid, who's crazy enough to do this kind of thing?"

"Well," Feverret nodded understandingly, "Then, the chances of this matter being a Slytherin student are greatly reduced."

"Yes, as we all know, the Dark Lord is the only descendant of Slytherin in this generation, and the current incident, I would say, is that someone is behind the scenes, trying to harm Slytherin.