[HP] The Elegance of the Night

After Igil boarded the Hogwarts Express, he went directly to the rear compartment. Except for the two compartments at the front of the train for the use of Hogwarts prefects, other compartments can enter and exit at will, but senior students It is an unwritten rule to be used to sitting in the front compartment.

The corridor was very noisy, with students walking back and forth from time to time, Igil saw a boy with dreadlocks frighten others with a long hairy foot that was packed in a box.He figured the kid would be sorted into Gryffindor or Hufflepuff.

Igil squeezed through the crowd, found an empty compartment near the rear of the car, then took out the luggage from his pocket and restored it to its original state with "Speedy Bigger", took out today's "Daily Prophet", and then cast a The Levitation Charm placed the luggage on the rack.The whole thing went so smoothly, he didn't even use his wand.

"Wonderful!"

He heard a girl speaking at the door, and there was a knock on the open door.

"Is there anyone in there?" She asked, pointing to the seat opposite Igil. "Everywhere else is full."

Igil shook his head, the girl walked in, followed by a boy.

Igil did not look up, reading the "Daily Prophet"

It was full of news about Gringotts-someone tried to rob the high-security underground vault.

The newspapers have been talking about this matter for the past month, and Igil feels bored. He thinks that trivial things in the past are more interesting to read. , a few Muggles were injured by out-of-control magic items, causing the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters to work overtime all night...

The somewhat bored Igil put down the newspaper when the train had already left. He looked at the overlapping mountains and woods outside the window, thinking whether he should preview the school textbooks to pass the time.

"Hi, hello, can I borrow the newspaper to read?" the girl in the opposite seat asked, and Igil handed her the newspaper, and saw the boy with peach blossom eyes sitting next to her secretly put a leaf among the girls to share On short dark hair.

"Brace Zabini! Do you want to be beaten?" The girl followed his gaze and twisted the boy's hand viciously.

"I was wrong, Pansy! Queen Pansy, ah..." the boy screamed.

Yigil mourned him...

After tidying up the uneducated Blaise, Pansy clapped her hands to tidy up her appearance, gracefully took out the small lace fan beside the gold thread ditch and fanned it, then closed the fan and resumed the standard ladylike sitting posture.

"Hello, my name is Pansy Parkinson, and his name is Blaise Zabini. You can call us Pansy and Blaise. Let's get to know each other in advance. I think we will all enter Slytherin." Pansy smiled , it's not obvious at all that she beat up a boy 1 minute ago. "Excuse me, but you look a little strange."

She attends the Malfoy family's birthday party every year, and children of the same year will receive invitations, but she has no impression of this noble boy in front of her, especially because he is so outstanding.

"Hi, I believe we haven't met before." Igil replied lightly, "My name is Igil Black, you can call me Black."

He had heard about the families of these two people. They were just ordinary nobles. The boy's mother was a famous and beautiful witch. She had been married seven times, and every husband died strangely, leaving her a large sum of gold. .

Except for the friends he recognized and a few people from pure-blood families, others were not qualified to call him by his first name.

"Oh Merlin, a Black." Of course Pansy and Blaise knew what a "Black" meant, and that was the noble and oldest Black family.

"Please forgive our unreasonableness, Lord Black." Pansy said respectfully, and then she and Blaise sat quietly without making a sound.

They have never heard of such a young descendant of the Black family, but the name cannot be deceived, and the wizard's name itself has powerful magic power.

Before they figured out what this lord likes, they still got along in the most noble way, because there must be nothing wrong with it.

It seemed a little too quiet, Yigil frowned lightly, he didn't want everyone to be in awe of him or alienate him because of his distinguished surname.

"Pansy, you can turn to page C of the Daily Prophet. The serialized stories there are very interesting."

"Thank you, Blake, I'm actually reading that story too, it's really very interesting." Pansy's smile brightened, and he slapped Blaise's hand that was grabbing the newspaper.

It seems something is different...

Slytherin's way of getting along is very subtle, but it is certainly interesting.

On the other end, Ellie found Harry Potter's cubicle and sat down. She introduced herself enthusiastically, and to her great excitement, Harry recognized her.

"I know you. You are the girl who has been wandering around the door of Mrs. Malkin's robe shop, giggling, and was finally carried away by two very strong men. Are you okay?" Harry asked concerned, "Hagrid told me he Knowing Professor McGonagall walking ahead of you told me not to worry. It's good to see you here safe and sound."

"..." This is not the encounter I want.

Ellie reminded herself to be patient, and then she finally waited for the gorgeous Master Malfoy to appear.

"I know you, girl." Master Malfoy said contemptuously: "My father said that your outrageous behavior that day was because Muggles have relatively low mental capacity."

"Potter, if I were you, I wouldn't hang out with the Weasleys, Hagrid, and mudbloods. You will be affected." Malfoy cast a glance at Ellie and pleaded to Harry. said, "Potter, you don't want to be friends with other people. I can help you with that."

"I think I can tell who's the odd one myself, thanks," said Harry.

"..." Damn Merlin, I hate you!