[HP] The Elegance of the Night

This year's Easter holiday is as busy as ever, with final exams approaching, professors assigning piles of homework, and little wizards complaining.Igil received Easter eggs from home on Easter Sunday, chocolate egg shells filled with all kinds of sweet candies.Igil only tasted a few mouthfuls, and the rest went into Draco's stomach. The platinum-haired boy patted his swollen belly after eating, feeling quite unsatisfied.

As the date of the Quidditch final approached, the Slytherin players stepped up their training. Sometimes Igil would sit on the steps by the side of the field, waiting for Draco to finish training, but most of the time he still liked to hold a book , make a cup of black tea, and stay in the Slytherin common room.At this time, his roommate would always rub against him with his muddy clothes.For the sake of his clothes, Igil went to the training ground more often.

On the day of the competition, when the pair of roommates appeared in the hall with their own exquisite green ornaments, they suddenly found that the entire Slytherin House students were wearing the same thing on their chests, with a gleaming S-shaped silver snake on the ornaments. Dazed their eyes.Igil was stunned for a moment, then sat down in his seat with a smile, and the platinum-haired boy followed behind him, his face darkened.

"Who can tell me what these badges are?" Draco glanced at the little snakes eating around him. Even though the Malfoy family has always represented the vane of fashion, they did not follow the trend so seriously. The little girl from the red-haired family of Ni Weasley all wears such an ornament, of course, there are still differences in the materials if you look carefully.

"Did you forget, Draco. Flint proposed to wear the same logo on the day of the finals to boost morale, and you clapped your hands." Pansy explained weakly, covering half of her face with a fan. The faint dark circles under the eyes, and the transfiguration spells on these imitation badges are also due to her. Although the appearance is very similar to the real ones, they can only last for one day under the influence of magic.This was created by the academy's wizards who are proficient in transfiguration gathered overnight. For today's game, the little snakes who pay attention to appearance rarely stayed up late.However, seeing that the competition has not yet started, the wizards of the other three colleges have already focused their attention on these beautiful badges. The upsurge of discussion.

"There seems to be such a thing," Draco held back his mouth, no wonder Flint would specifically ask for his opinion, it turned out that he coveted the style he designed.

In the last game, he relied on this accessory to determine Igil's position at a glance even in the sky. Now that everyone in Slytherin House is wearing this kind of thing, how can he find it among the dots of light? Out of Igil!Thinking of how happily he supported this proposal at that time, Draco couldn't help but beat the ground, it was like a cocoon.This match must be ended as soon as possible, the platinum boy's eyes were full of fighting spirit (?). He scanned the nearby crowd with sharp eyes, resisting the urge to draw out his wand and give them a collective "spell stop".

"Malfoy, seeing how imposing you are today, I knew those badges worked." Captain Flint patted Draco on the shoulder heavily when changing robes in the locker room, and gathered the whole team together Give a final pep talk.

"It did work. I feel the heat in my whole body is burning, and I can't wait to fight Ravenclaw." Draco held the Firebolt, blood flushed on his fair face.

"Malfoy, the opponent's Seeker is Qiu Zhang. Don't show mercy just because she is a beautiful woman." Captain Flint reminded him, don't look at the girl who looks delicate and weak, even Hufflepuff Her captain Cedric Diggory, a potential opponent, suffered a lot from her, but it is said that they are now boyfriend and girlfriend.

If I had met a beautiful opponent of the same age... Captain Flint had a weird smile on his face.

"I don't think she's pretty." Draco protested to Flint, and he could guess what he was thinking when he saw his captain's expression so wretched, "Just wait and see how I clean up today she."

"Look at you and look at her again, you really don't think she's so pretty." Flint sighed half-jokingly, and patted Draco on the shoulder.

The game ended very quickly, because of the powerful addition of the Firebolt, there was not much suspense in the ending.When Draco snatched the Snitch without a hitch, the green crowd supporting them rushed over the fence and onto the field in waves.Countless hands rained down on their backs, lifting the entire Slytherin team to their shoulders.

When Draco took over the huge Quidditch trophy from Dumbledore in the stands, he was still in a daze. Even though he believed that he could win, when the victory really came, his joy could not be suppressed. The Quidditch of this school year The odd final came to a perfect conclusion with the victory of Slytherin House.

"Igil, we won!" If this joy could only be shared with one person, Draco would choose him without hesitation.Igil squeezed in from the crowd and gave Draco a big hug, with sweat and a smile on his face: "You are the best, Draco! I always knew that you are the best!"

"Party, everyone come together!" Captain Flint rushed over and grabbed the arm of his home Seeker, and dragged away the boy who was hugging Draco tightly.More and more people gathered towards them, forming a surging sea of ​​people.

"Slytherin must win! Slytherin must win!"

"We won!"

"Well done! Long live Slytherin!"

The little snakes cheered for the long-awaited victory, and today is destined to be a night that makes them unable to sleep.

The joyful mood of winning the Quidditch trophy lasted for a week and was extinguished by the exam timetable hanging on the bulletin board.As exams approached, the students had to stay in the castle, enduring the lure of the summer wind blowing from the windows and forcing their brains to work hard.

The exam week began, and the castle fell into an unusual silence. From time to time, I saw little wizards holding books while reciting while waving their wands, bumping into each other without paying attention.

In the transformation class classroom on Monday, Igil turned a teapot into a turtle according to Professor McGonagall's request. When he walked out of the classroom, Professor McGonagall nodded in satisfaction and recorded something on the parchment. From the strokes, it looks like a good one. score.

After lunch, the examination content of the Charms class in the afternoon was happy spells. During the class, Professor Flitwick had hinted that it would be very possible to pass the exam, so most of the students came out of the Charms class with smiles on their faces. Except for a small number of people who nodded slightly because of nervousness, making their partners laugh hysterically.

Although the little wizards remained optimistic because of the temporary magic power of the happy spell, they couldn't relax because of this. There were still many lessons to review, and the whole Hogwarts was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.The exams for the protection of magical creatures, potions, and astronomy were put on the same day, but this was not a problem for Igil, who usually works very hard. Seeing the labels Professor Snape put on his potions, he knew that the grades must be good. will be low.

The history of magic exam was held on the morning of the third day. In order to prevent the young wizards from cheating, they temporarily lost their wands. The quills were provided by Professor Binns, and they were enchanted with interference to prevent cheating.The classroom near noon was sweltering and suffocating. Igil scratched the last letter on the test paper with a quill pen, and his fingers were already wet.The herbal medicine exam after lunch was a kind of torture. After staying in the conservatory under the scorching sun for an afternoon, Igil felt the sting of sunburn on the back of his neck that was exposed outside the robe.Fortunately, there is one more day, and the exam that tortured them is coming to an end.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts exam was scheduled for the next morning. Professor Lupine designed a test method similar to an obstacle course. Students had to wade across a pond with Grindyllow, and walk through a series of red hats. Potholes, walking through a swamp with a shinkpunk with a head pointing at it, and eventually climbing into an old box to fight a boggart.These magical creatures were props used by the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in his classes.Almost every Slytherin is doing the same thing after completing these projects - giving himself a "cleaning up".

"It's terrible, I hope he can leave like the previous ones," Blaise said. Every step he took, a cloud of mud was formed under his feet. in a circle.

"The Boggart turned into a mirror just now, and it actually said that I have wrinkles!" Pansy pointed at the old box angrily. There was a group of students waiting for the exam in that direction. The Boggart hid inside and refused to come out. They can't complete the test project.

"What's wrong with it, Pansy, is it still alive?" Draco looked sympathetically at the confused candidates, Lupine had already begun to promise them that the last item would not be counted in the grade, so that the exam continued normally go down.

"I don't know, it seems that my feet were a little heavy just now." Lady Pan Xi covered half of her face with her small lace fan trimmed with gold thread.

"...feet." Igil looked at the sky speechlessly when he heard the word.

After several days of torment, the last exam of this semester, divination, came. The line outside the classroom on the top of the North Tower shortened very slowly. They had already waited here early after lunch, but when it was Trelaw's turn It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when Professor Ni called Igil's name.

"Hello, dear," said Professor Trelawney softly. The tower room was hotter than ever before, the curtains were drawn, the fire was burning brightly, and the whole room smelled of sweet Bad smell.Sure enough, fate told her that today's exam was related to spheres, and a huge crystal ball was placed on a small table.

"Look at this crystal ball... I'll give you a timer now... Then tell me what I saw inside..." Professor Trelawney's voice was ethereal and illusory, Igil leaned over to look at the whirling white mist in the sphere, But nothing can be seen.It seems that I can only make it up, Igil is very helpless.

"Huh? What did you see..."

"There is something that seems to be square."

"What does that thing look like?" Professor Trelawney asked in a low voice, "Now, think about it..."

"On the school's bulletin board, I seem to see my name...in the front position, it seems that I did well in the exam this semester." He actually didn't see anything, but if the scores in other subjects are high, then don't worry about it. Believe him or not, this divination teacher will give him a high score after asking.Because he did "prophesy" come.

"The Bulletin Board..." Professor Trelawney bit her nails, "There...all kinds of things are always published first." She frowned and quickly wrote something down on the parchment on her lap, "Honey, I think we'll stop here...you're a gifted, good boy..."

Her expression made Igil very uncomfortable, he stood up, turned and left quickly, the smell here was disgusting.But then a loud, hoarse voice spoke behind him—

"It's about to happen." Professor Trelawney slumped in the armchair, eyes wandering, jaw drooping.Igil turned around again, and he called Trelawney's name several times, but the witch didn't seem to hear her, her eyes rolled around, looking abnormal.

"The Dark Lord has a great secret. He has deceived everyone, including himself. A new power has risen from the shadows. Tonight, before midnight, his servants will break free from their chains and start looking for his master. The Dark Lord will be in With his help to remove all threats, he is stronger and more terrifying than ever before, but he must kill himself in order to win the final victory." Professor Trelawney's head dropped to her chest.She snorted, and then, suddenly, her head popped up again.

"Sorry, dear child," she said dreamily, "it was too hot during the day, you know—I fell asleep for a while..." Igil stood still, his hand touching his wand superior.

"Is there something wrong, dear?"

"You just told me that the Dark Lord has a big secret." Igil's pupils constricted, and he had already pulled out his wand.

"The Dark Lord? The one who can't even be named? My dear boy, this is no joke - big secret, really..." Professor Trelawney panicked.

"But you said it, don't you remember, Professor Trelawney."

"I think you must have fallen asleep for a while too, dear!" said Trelawney. "You've been sweating a lot."

"I'm a little hot." Igil said, did Trelawney really make a prophecy just now?He slowly climbed down the stairs and didn't realize what he almost did until he saw the long line of candidates - when Professor Trelawney made the prophecy, he wasn't thinking of giving her a "forget it all" Instead, he moved to kill.

Leaving the exam venue, the crowd walking in the corridors all had smiles on their faces. Regardless of the exam results, they are now free for the time being. "Draco, will you go out for a walk with me?" Igil found his roommate in the lounge, the platinum-haired boy was talking and laughing with others about how to spend the holiday.They walked out of the castle, walked aimlessly along the great lake, and finally sat down in the shade of a tree.

"The air is so nice." Draco leaned against the thick tree trunk, took a deep breath comfortably, and the black-eyed boy sat quietly beside him without saying a word.

"Igil, why do I think you are unhappy?" Draco asked suspiciously, everyone's facial expressions stretched out after the exam was over, why did he think Igil was unhappy.

"Why do you think so?" The black-eyed boy leaned against the tree trunk, his eyes were closed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if it was just Draco's illusion.

The platinum-haired boy tilted his head, lightly picked a fallen leaf from Igil's hair, and then leaned against the tree trunk.The comfortable environment made him drowsy, and after a while, he vaguely heard Igil calling his name softly: "Draco."

"Huh?" The platinum-haired boy narrowed his eyes lazily. He didn't know when he had changed his position and rested his head on Igil's lap.

"It's nothing..." Igil closed his eyes, and the warm sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, making him a little sleepy.Gradually his breathing became even, and the two boys in the snake yard fell asleep sweetly under the shade of a tree.

"It's very leisurely." When the sun was about to set, the Gryffindor foursome passed by them. Ellie glanced under the tree and said to the little lions.Harry Potter's envious expression made Ellie's gaze even colder, and the corners of her mouth curled up in subtle sarcasm.

"Ellie, is my Scabbers really alive? Did you really see it get into Hagrid's cabin?" Ron strode forward in a hurry, and after a while, he had a big distance from them. distance.

"Yes, I saw it. It might be hiding in a corner." Although the things recorded in the black leather notebook are slightly different every year, the general trend has not changed.The Hippogriff was not executed because of Igil's mercy, and was transported away long ago, but it didn't affect her much.Just like now, she can still create a reason for the saviors to go to Hagrid's cabin to find Scabbers.

That coward Peter Pedilu would only think of turning to his master—the main soul when his identity was revealed and he had nowhere to escape. As for Sirius' life or death, it didn't matter.Even if he couldn't escape on the Hippogriff as recorded in the black leather notebook, the main soul would replace him with another person in the future to lure Harry to the Ministry of Magic to find the real prophecy ball.And he just needs to wait until the finale to come out to pick up the bargain.

"Don't worry, Ron, it can't run away." The girl had a bright smile on her face, and everything was still under her control.