[HP] Subversion - Destined

Marie seems to be doing well in Slytherin House, which may also be due to Draco-Ron has been entangled in this matter, and he doesn't want to believe that his sister has entered Slytherin House, which specializes in evil wizards. Can mix like a duck to water.

Unlike Hermione and I, who were only a little surprised at the beginning, Ron didn't face up to this fact until a week later, but he and Draco were really not at odds, and they would quarrel every time they saw each other, even with the dissuasion of the three of us. It doesn't seem to have any effect.Alas, natural enemies, we wisely chose to give up after several failed attempts.

Apart from the raging flames of war between the two, the college life at Hogwarts was fairly peaceful and stable.

Even knowing the plot, Ron and I were late for the first Transfiguration class.reason?I will never admit that I am a road idiot!

Professor McGonagall gave us a lecture like in the original book, and then it was still the subject of changing matches to needles - I waved my wand carelessly throughout the class, and lowered my voice to train myself to say other spells faster and more clearly - Wizard In addition to silent magic in the duel between them, being able to shorten the time for chanting spells as much as possible is obviously one of the keys to victory.

I won't show too much strength beyond the original book, because I don't want Mari to know that I am also a time traveler. Well, I admit that I am lazy. I have a lot of things I want to leave to her, such as improving Draco's relationship with the original book. Gryffindor iron triangle relationship.So until the end of get out of class, only Hermione and Marie reached the standard (of course, the possibility of Draco's hidden strength cannot be ruled out).

There are also flying lessons worth mentioning.Due to Mari's intervention, Draco should no longer have trouble with Neville's memory ball, but I need a reason to enter the Gryffindor Quidditch team in advance. I like flying and don't want to miss the free ball. Two thousand for Nimbus—even though I'm not short of money.And I don't think Quirrell wouldn't attack me if I wasn't on the field -- those two heavy Bludgers weren't just for show!Riding a broom can at least allow Snape to recite the curse, and at the same time, Mari will not sit idly by; if it is replaced by a Bludger attacking the audience, there is no extra room for dodging, which will easily expose my strength.

So, when Neville was being dragged up into the sky by the crazy broomstick, I immediately played the Gryffindor trait on the broomstick and rushed out.In the end, this crazy broom really gave me face. I tried my best to escape from my pursuit, and my speed increased a bit. My skills simply made up for this gap—so I thought it would be easy. The solution was that I almost went around half of Hogwarts before Neville finally couldn't hold on and passed out and fell off the broom, I almost grabbed him by the back collar in mid-air and brought him back to the ground safely.

Naturally, the idle Professor McGonagall found out about this amazing move, dug Wood out of Quirrell's class, and threw me into the Gryffindor Quidditch team logically .

On the day I received the Nimbus [-], I also received an invitation from Hagrid for afternoon tea.Draco's inadvertent words offended the half-giant, leading to a further conflict between him and Ron, which led to a midnight duel.

That night, the duo of Slytherin and the trio of Gryffindor were chased into the restricted area on the third floor by Filch's cat. They were very honored to see Mao Mao, the three-headed dog, and they fled back to their dormitories in fright. ——Words are indeed not as powerful as visuals, especially when compared to an 11-year-old figure, I can't even step on one of the three!

After a frightening midnight, the next day I have to cheer up and go to the horrible potions class.Whether it's the little snakes who have higher eyes than others and don't take anyone seriously, or the little lions who don't listen to advice, they don't dare to offend Snape, the king of poisonous snakes.

"This class doesn't require you to wave your wand stupidly, or babble incantations...I don't expect most of you to understand...the precise science and proper technique of making potions..." Snape said in a velvety voice The almost whispering voice filled the entire cellar, and the first-year freshmen didn't dare to take a breath.

"I can teach you how to confuse your minds, confuse your senses...I can teach you how to brew fame, cook glory...and even prevent death—" His empty and dark eyes suddenly fixed on me, "but it is definitely not to let someone Those obviously degenerated brains to play stupid, reckless, self-willed so-called adventure games!" The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and I seemed to be in a freezer, almost thinking that he had discovered that I was the one in Knockturn Alley.

"If you want to die, I can provide poison..." Snape's gaze no longer fixed on me after all—the other students of Gryffindor have enjoyed the freezing ray of the Snake King, "You can die from the wonderful potion, you It should be an honor."

With the lion cubs trembling and the little snakes happily watching the play, Snape asked me three questions one after another, and I answered them briefly and quickly without giving him a chance to deduct points.From the corner of the eye, he saw Mari smiling brightly, probably thinking that his reminder on the train had worked.

But then it was not so lucky, just as Snape was afraid that someone would not know how much he hated me, Neville's mistake was still forcibly pinned on me-after two Potions classes, I took Gryffindor A full half of the negative points.

After class, I was very frustrated and complained to the other four people, "Why does Professor Snape hate me so much?" Hermione put forward one hypothesis after another, Mari hesitated to speak, and Draco also felt that Snape was a bit too much , so he rarely did not respond to Ron's provocation.

As for Quirrell, who carried the Dark Lord on his back, his Defense Against the Dark Arts was the most unbearable except Snape's Potions - the smell of garlic on his body was too strong!The classrooms in Hogwarts are not small, but even if you sit in the last row, the smell is not necessarily much diluted compared to the first row.Merlin's beard!When I met him in Knockturn Alley that day, he obviously didn't have such a choking smell!

Draco did not go to Hagrid's cabin in the afternoon.On the way, Mari used this time to give Ron a difficult lecture, hoping to change his mind: "Slytherins are not all evil dark wizards! Ron, do you mean that I am also an evil guy? "

"No, you're not like them... Malfoy is a Death Eater!"

"What's the difference? We're all kids, Ron, we're both 11 years old! It's not up to Draco to decide that Draco's father is a Death Eater! Besides, his father has left the Dark Lord!" Mari jumped up and howled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, completely unaware of being a Slytherin.

"Tch... God knows if it's true..." Ron whispered.

"Ron! If Lucius Malfoy is still loyal to the Dark Lord, how can Professor Dumbledore sit idly by? You don't believe that I should always believe in Dumbledore?!"

I put my hand over my mouth and yawned, because I didn't sleep well due to the madness in the middle of the night last night, and I had to deal with Snape's troubles in Potions class, and I was a little sluggish.Watching the rivalry between the two, Hermione beside her sighed like a grown-up: "Their energy should be focused on their studies!"

"Ah." I lazily replied, looked around and stretched exaggeratedly after making sure no outsiders were present, "Hermione, what about you? What do you think about this matter?"

Hermione was silent for a while listening to the argument between the two, and then said: "I don't like the word 'Mudblood' (Draco mentioned it unintentionally)...but I have to admit that his attitude is much better than other nobles." She suddenly turned her head and stared at me, "Harry, what are you thinking? I always feel that you have been watching a show. I don't mind that some of our actions have brought you entertainment, but I think maybe you can try Playing roles like them?" She lifted her chin at Ron and gave a Slytherin smirk.

"Oh, dear Hermione, you've been taken aback!" I smiled and turned my gaze to Mari, who was preaching to Ron, "Hey, Draco is just a spoiled child. It can also be seen that his nature is not bad in getting along with him. You know, Slytherin friendship is the most rare, the most stable and the most permanent!"

"'Draco'? (I've been calling him Malfoy until now.) So that's your decision?" Hermione shrugged, as if she had guessed what I was thinking.

In fact, among the Gryffindor trio, the one who accepted Draco the fastest was probably Hermione, because Draco was born in a noble family and had received a good education before going to Hogwarts. Compared with other first-year freshmen, his He is quite knowledgeable, he is the well-deserved leader of the first year of Slytherin, compared with Mari who likes practice more than theory, Hermione often discusses issues with him when writing papers.

Thinking of the Elder Wand in "Ha 6", I unconsciously turned the hidden ring on my right hand, Draco Malfoy, hey, don't let me find a reason to deal with you...