The little life of a platinum darling

At this moment, a deafening thunder sounded from the sky outside the castle, interrupting Dumbledore's speech, and at the same time, the door of the hall was opened again with a bang from the outside.

The professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, who was dressed in golden light from the inside to the outside, the charming Lord Gilderoy Lockhart stood calmly at the door of the hall, his face showing that he wanted to do it every day. The signature perfect charming smile that keeps showing people: "Oh, it's raining really hard outside, isn't it. Well, please forgive my untimely lateness, I believe everyone knows, I am Gildero Loja Lord Baron Te, as a traditional gentleman, can't bear to refuse those ladies who make requests to me. Yes, my heart does not allow me to let even one person down. So I have no choice but to do so on such an important occasion. The day is late, I believe everyone will understand my difficulties, right?"

He waved his wand carelessly and closed the door behind him, then walked towards his place on the professor's chair with strides that could make a girl scream.While walking, he continued to wink at the surroundings, making the girls around him who had already admired him intoxicated for a while.

Feverret had been observing Lockhart's every move since the moment he came in, and he always felt that Lockhart had something to do with this weird Gryffindor.But Lockhart's actions just now are no different from any other day, at least he hasn't shown any flaws yet, and now he can only temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart.But in this way, the curiosity is even heavier.

"Oh, yes," Dumbledore didn't look annoyed at all, he smiled and nodded to Lockhart, "Helping others is something each of us should try our best to do, come and sit down, we still Meals haven't started yet, so you're not too late, Prof Lockhart."

"Oh, okay." Lockhart responded to Dumbledore's greeting, and as soon as he turned around, he sat on the chair with a very chic movement, and then smiled at Dumbledore, "Sorry for disturbing your cunning just now , please continue.

"As I said just now," Dumbledore waited for Lockhart to sit down and turned himself in the direction of the students again, continuing his previous topic, "In the next school year, our Hogwarts , will be honored to host a wonderful and grand event of a very international nature, which has not been allowed to take place in over a century. It is with great pleasure that I stand here to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be The school year is held at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"You're kidding!" one of the Weasley twins in Gryffindor couldn't help shouting excitedly as soon as Dumbledore finished speaking.

Not only him, many people felt unbelievable, and even couldn't believe their ears!But most of them were very excited. After all, the Triwizard Tournament is a big game that many of them have heard of and yearned for since they were young.

Dumbledore shook his head kindly at the Weasley: "I'm not joking, Mr Weasley," he said, and then changed his tone suddenly, "but since you mentioned joking, I heard a very interesting one. A joke about a troll, a hag and a leprechaun who all go into the same tavern..."

Professor McGonagall cleared his throat just in time, signaling someone to pay attention to the situation.

At this moment, most people burst out laughing uncontrollably with a "puchi".Dumbledore also seemed to have reacted suddenly, and immediately stopped the joke he was going to say and returned to the original topic: "Oh, yes, it seems that this topic is so inappropriate now, so let's go back to Coming to the original topic, what I want to say is..."

"Do you want to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?" Blaise asked with some doubts as he watched Faverete staring intently at the direction of the professor's chair.

"How is that possible?" Draco answered the question for Feverret before he opened his mouth to defend himself, "Feverret would never be interested in joining in such a frenzy. Malfoy would not need such an honor, It is even more impossible to need such a pitiful so-called bonus."

"Then why are you staring at the professor's chair so intently? Could it be that you've fallen in love with a professor? Lockhart?" Blaise turned his head back and curled his lips.

Only then did Feiwenruite pull back the sight that he had been staring at there for a long time, explaining: "I'm just in a daze." He was just a little curious, this year there is no Barty Crouch Jr., so ha Will Leigh's name be thrown into the Goblet of Fire like in the original book?Or would the Dark Lord send another man instead?For example, directly this strange Lockhart?It might even be that Gryffindor who suddenly appeared.

Dumbledore, who was on the professor's chair, said some cumbersome precautions, nothing more than safety issues, as well as the general norms of the Triwizard Contest and the rule that people under the age of 17 cannot participate in the competition.Feverett didn't pay much attention to these things, he didn't listen carefully.The students on the four long tables were very excited and eager to try.It is a pity that students under the age of 17 cannot participate, which makes many people very regretful.But at this time Dumbledore waved to them: "Okay, everyone, calm down first. Don't you feel tired and hungry after such a long journey to Hogwarts? Let's start eating ! Let’s all start eating!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a large pile of food suddenly appeared on the long table. The aroma was so strong that it greatly increased people's appetite.

Indeed, after taking the express train for a whole day, everyone can't wait to eat delicious food quickly to comfort the belly that has already protested. Although the holding of the Triwizard Tournament is very exciting, the most important thing right now is You still have to fill your stomach first!

"Black Dreamland." Draco read the password to the portrait on the wall, and led this year's freshmen into the Slytherin lounge.The faint admiration in the eyes of the freshmen reminded Feveret of himself when he came here for the first time.

At that time he still had the last name of Jason, no one knew his real name, and Draco didn't pay him much attention.In their eyes, he was at best a somewhat suspicious freshman who looked very similar to the heir of the Malfoy family.

But now everything is different.He looked at the vigorous Draco in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

As usual, the chief's challenge competition starts from the seventh grade, and it is the turn of the first grade in turn. Of course, the excitement of the competition is also declining step by step.After the chief of each grade is decided, you can also challenge the chief of the college.But that's not necessary every time, and can be skipped if no one chooses the challenge.

The original head of the academy had graduated last semester, so this semester was vacant.Usually, the head of the seventh grade concurrently serves as the head of the academy, but this year is different, this position will belong to Fei Wenruit.As a Malfoy, now he has to let people see his ability as one of the heirs of the Malfoy family, the leader of the nobles.

In the chief challenge competition of the fourth grade, without exception, Feverret won.Blaise threw up his hand in a dashing conceit, then turned around and jumped off the ring.Although the match hadn't started for too long, since he could already see the difference between the two sides, he had better not consume too much mana. Feverret would challenge the head of the academy soon.The Zabinis have always been discerning and know what to do next.

In fact, the heirs of a true pure-blooded family, after the aristocratic education accumulated through the experience of generations of ancestors, generally will not teach mediocrity, especially the chief of each grade, even more so by relying on The position obtained by one's own ability is absolutely impossible to be easy to deal with.

That's why when Feverret challenged the seventh-grade chief, he even relied on the twins to borrow part of the magic power in Draco's body, so he narrowly won in a bit of embarrassment.Fortunately, Draco, who is a prefect tonight, doesn't need to end the game like in previous years, which made Feverret "borrow" without any burden in his heart.

After the challenge, there was a routine chief meeting, and the meeting lasted until late at night before finally ending, and they could finally go to see their new room.

The dormitory of the head of the college is opposite to the dormitory of the prefects. There is one room for men and women, and one of them will be empty.

Feveret looked at the nameplates with "Malfoy" written on the two opposite doors, smiled at Draco, then turned around and opened the door that belonged to him.

The chief's single dormitory was larger than the original three-person dormitory, and it was obvious that permanent space expansion spells or similar formations were used, and the dormitory was even divided into a reception room, a study room and a bedroom.

The luggage brought by Feverret was now placed in the bedroom. He snapped his fingers to summon Dobby, and then went out and knocked on the opposite door belonging to Draco.

"Come in." Draco inside responded quickly, Feveret pushed the door open, Draco was leaning on the sofa, obviously waiting for him.

"Draco," Feverret said straight to the point as soon as he came in, "I think Lockhart must have something to do with that Gryffindor, which makes me feel very strange."

Draco nodded at him. "Believe me, the moment you feel it, I feel it too."

"And I don't think there's any way to separate this matter from us."

"That's what we say, but we can't do anything now," Draco warned, "It's okay to be curious, but you must not be blind."

"Don't worry," Feverett gave him a reassuring look, "I won't mess around."

Draco was about to nod, when a loud noise came from nowhere, shaking the entire castle.