[HP] The Elegance of the Night

In the divination class in the afternoon, the nagging Professor Trelawney, after a long absence for the summer vacation, began to use her illusory vocabulary and sad tone to speak nonsense.This term she began to teach the study of the motion of the planets and the mysterious signs they show.

She told Harry that Saturn must have ruled the sky at the moment of his birth, and based on Harry's dark hair, thin build, and loss of his parents in infancy, she could conclude that he had been born in winter.

In fact, Harry was born in July, and Igil shook his head while taking the "Daily Prophet" from Draco.

"Look at this," Draco pointed to the news circled in red ink, "Yesterday, the Ministry of Magic was in a new embarrassment due to the bizarre behavior of Arnold Weasley of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division. This Reporters misspelled Arthur Weasley's name."

Crabbe and Goyle, who were sitting behind them, sneered. They were the ones who handed the newspaper, and Ron looked over to hear the laughter.In the corner of the paper he saw a picture of his parents waving in front of their humble house.

"Harry, look!" Ron pushed his friend, "I can't hear what they're saying."

"It must be talking about Professor Moody blowing up the trash can in his house before he came to the school. Didn't you read the location in the newspaper this morning?"

"Yes, the special correspondent named Rita Skeeter is just talking nonsense. My dad rushed to deal with this matter, and she wrote it as acting weird. Didn't she just have a dispute with some Muggle policemen!"

"Oh, here's another photo, it's Mrs. Weasley's." On the other end, Igil folded the newspaper, and Draco pointed at the people on the newspaper who kept waving and laughed, "Mr. Weasley never took She has attended formal occasions, such as this World Cup, I only saw her once in Diagon Alley when I was in the second grade, and she was even fatter than then." Igil knew which time he was talking about, two years ago Wei Mr. Sly and Draco's father had a fight at Lihen Bookstore, and met Lockhart who was signing books.

"Harry, look!" Ron tugged at his friend's sleeve, "They must be talking bad about my family."

"Pay attention, child." Professor Trelawney walked to Ron's side. "Have you calculated the position of the planets when you were born?"

"Professor, they are reading the newspaper!" Ron loudly exposed the wrong behavior of the boys in the Snake Yard who disregarded classroom discipline, but when Professor Trelawney turned his head away, Igil had already put away the newspaper, and the small table There is only a full, complex circular chart on the screen.

"Honey, let me see, have you filled it out?" Professor Trelawney walked to Igil, her tone was much gentler than when she spoke to Ron.

"Yes, Professor." Igil handed the chart to Trelawney, and the neat and clean fonts looked pleasing to the eye.

"Very good, five points for Slytherin, very good, my dear." Trelawney rarely gave students extra points, and Draco made a proud face at Ron, which made the red-haired boy angry at himself He punched him on the small table.

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor, unfortunately, my dear..." Trelawney's illusory voice drifted over.

"Look at how stupid he was, haha." After class, Draco and Igil blended into the crowd going downstairs together, planning to go back to the auditorium for dinner. At this time, Ron rushed over from behind and walked towards Draco's There was a hard bump on the shoulder.

"Ron Weasley! Stop!" Draco almost stumbled and fell down the stairs, but fortunately Igil saved him in time and avoided the tragedy, "You snitch What are you doing walking so fast?" Draco uttered a string of gorgeous arias, and the platinum-haired boy raised his chin, arrogantly squinting at the red-haired lion cub, "I want to walk like this without apologizing for bumping into someone ? Is it because your family has too many children that you have not been educated well?"

"Malfoy, your family has educated you so well. You look at people with your nostrils all day long, as if there is a big feces under your nose! Who did you learn from? Do they always have that expression, or is it because they are with you?" That's why?"

"Weasley!" Draco's pale face turned red, "How dare you insult me."

"Shut up, you insulted me first!"

"calm!"

"Listen to me..." Igil and Harry grabbed their friends, Draco took out his wand, and Igil quickly pressed down his raised arm.But a white-hot spell still brushed Harry's cheek.

boom!With a loud noise, Draco's wand fell to the ground, and a snow-white ferret stood where Draco had just been, looking at the crowd that had grown taller and trembling.

"Merlin, what's going on!" Ron exclaimed in surprise, and Professor Moody limped up the marble stairs, pointing his wand at the ferret, and asked Harry angrily Said: "Did he hurt you?"

"No," Harry replied, looking at the new teacher in shock, "no hit."

Crabbe and Goyle crouched down to pick up the ferret when Moody gave a cry that startled them all. "Don't touch it!" Moody limped toward them, pointing to the ferret with his thumb.

Yigil bent down, he was not frightened, but the ferret let out a terrified cry at this moment, suddenly rose ten feet in the air, and fell to the ground with a slap.

When the ferret went up for the second time, Igil caught it and clasped it firmly in his arms. The black-haired eyes of Snake House shot out anger, maybe because of the angle, Moody seemed to see this little snake A brilliant red light flashed in the black pupils.

"Professor Moody!..." Igil spoke, and another voice sounded at the same time as him.Professor McGonagall walked down the marble stairs in surprise, holding a stack of books in his arms.Igil glanced at Moody coldly, and suppressed what he was going to say later.

"The spell disappears!" Without even pulling out his wand, he successfully lifted the Transformation Curse, and Draco returned to his human form, still held in Igil's arms.

"Merlin!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, and the books in her arms were scattered all over the floor.Only then did I realize that the ferret was transformed by a student, "Moody, we never use transformation as punishment! Professor Dumbledore must have told you?"

"He probably mentioned it." Moody scratched his chin absently.Draco's face was flushed, and he leaned into Igil's arms, his eyes full of humiliation.Igil patted the back of the platinum boy lightly, and the boy in his arms wrapped his arms around his waist, tightly encircling them.

"What's your name?" Moody looked at Igil, who walked up the same stairs as Igil.From this angle, the boy's black eyes are pure and clean, without the shocking color.

"Igil Black," Igil replied, "I thought you knew." There was a sarcastic arc on the corner of his mouth.

"Igil Black? Second in last year's class." Moody's horrible, dime-sized blue eye rolled up and down, left and right, "You're strong, and I dare say you were chosen as one of the top three compared to your peers." The chances for the Tournament players are great."

"Don't be kidding, you want the sole heir of the Black family to participate in that kind of competition?" Igil snorted arrogantly, "Strong? I can't even protect my friends."

"It's a pity." Moody twisted his mouth with a big gap, and his face was even more terrible with a large missing nose and scars all over his face.

he is laughing...

It wasn't until the sound of Moody's wooden leg hitting the ground disappeared that the little wizards recovered from their stunned state one by one.

Professor McGonagall watched his back uneasily, and after a while pointed at the fallen books with her wand, causing them to rise into the air and return to her arms.With a raised wand, Professor McGonagall returned it to Draco, sighed inwardly, and walked away quickly.

"Igil?" Draco held his wand, lowered his head to touch Igil's clenched fist, his roommate was shaking slightly, and his neatly trimmed nails made a row of red marks on his palm.

"Draco..."

"Ok?"

"I'll give you an explanation."

Igil remembered Dumbledore and his father's plan. Facing this fake Moody, he fulfilled Dumbledore's request-to say in front of him that he would not participate in the competition.He could temporarily endure for the sake of the cooperation between the two kings, but Draco's injury couldn't just be forgotten.

"He's a professor, it's no good to fight against him now." Draco's light-colored eyes flashed fiercely, "As long as he doesn't become a professor...I will use my own method to solve the humiliation he caused me. "

Pansy fanned her small fan bordered with gold thread, and directed Crabbe and Goyle to drive away all the onlookers.Although she sighed for that professor, provoking a Slytherin was probably the biggest mistake in his later life, but...

"Although you are my friends, I still can't help but remind you," Pansy shook her head, and reluctantly said what she was most concerned about now.

"How long are you going to hug? If we don't go to the hall, we can only have supper."

"..." The two little snakes separated quickly, embarrassed.