[HP] The Elegance of the Night

There was no applause around, Harry stood up calmly amidst a hum, followed Dumbledore's instructions, and walked along the passage between the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables.When he disappeared through a door next to the faculty bench, like the previous warriors, the discussion suddenly rose.

"Warriors? Two warriors?"

"so cool!"

"How is this possible?"

"The No.4 warrior of the Triwizard Tournament?" Pan Xi closed his fan and put the tip of the fan against his palm, "How did he cheat the Goblet of Fire?"

"Maybe it's broken," Blaise's aria tinged with sarcasm, "in this castle, even magical objects favor the savior of Gryffindor."

"Anyway, Hogwarts now has two warriors." Igil felt a gaze from the Gryffindor table.Allie Windsor looked at him sadly, frowning.With the protection of the Fidelity Curse, Igil was not worried that Windsor would say something shocking to the world in front of others. He ignored the girl's eyes and continued to discuss the development of the matter with the little snakes.

"It seems that the referees still have to discuss it. I don't know how this kind of thing was handled before." At this time, Dumbledore announced that the dinner was over, and the little wizards could disband on the spot.The principals of the three schools and two officials from the Ministry of Magic walked into the door next to the faculty seats together, and had heated discussions along the way.

"Brace, if you've read "A Piece of Hogwarts History," you'll know what a feat Potter just did," Pansy thought until the last bits of the referee's robes disappeared through the door. Looking away, "This kind of thing has never happened before. I really want to know what's going on inside the door. Seeing Potter, Draco must be very angry." Pansy's words made Igil frowned slightly.

"Come on, what we're supposed to do now is have a party for Draco, shouldn't we?" They returned to the Slytherin common room and the talk of disappointment was over.

Remove all the weird Christmas decorations, leaving only a few semi-dark jack-o-lanterns. Under Igil's superb magic, the arrangement in the Slytherin common room has taken on a new look. For our warriors, the platinum color is the Indispensable, the beautiful colors instantly defeat the dark aftertaste of Halloween, more targeted food than dinner parties, all kinds of expensive drinks, of course, before drinking, the little snakes must accept the warnings of senior seniors, Minors should not drink alcohol.Half an hour later, Draco walked back to the basement angrily, and the crowd cheering for him in the lounge made him smile again.

The Slytherins had been raging late in the common room that day, and Head Snape had acquiesced in their celebrations by skipping his usual rounds.In the middle of the night, Draco staggered back to the dormitory with Igil, who was drunk with spirits.While hiccupping, the black-haired boy in the Snake Yard clung to Draco like an octopus, mumbled a lot...

Sorry...can't stop you...Draco...hate blondes...

The same drunk-eyed platinum boy threw his nonsense roommate on the bed, and before he even had time to change into his pajamas, he fell asleep soundly.

When Igil awoke from his sleep on Sunday morning, the sun was already high.The dizziness and tongue dryness caused by the hangover made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Pudin, I want to..." A mass of platinum-blond hair next to him tickled his neck, and a small mass of hot and humid stuff wriggled back and forth on the skin of his shoulder, scaring him to sit up quickly.The boy with platinum hair woke up because of his movement.He rubbed his eyes and saw a puddle of water under Igil's neck, his face turned red.

"Did I drool in sleep?" Draco covered his mouth embarrassingly, and Igil lifted up the loose clothes and nodded calmly.

Swish... Now Draco's face is hot enough to boil an egg.

When they both finished washing, it was already half an hour later.As soon as Draco made his appearance in the common room, someone clapped loudly and whistled, "Welcome our warriors!" Draco seemed to relish the compliment, waving at them, his chin thrown high. of.

Compared with Draco's popularity, people's reaction to Harry was much colder. The Slytherins felt that he had stolen the glory that belonged to Draco, and no one gave him a good face.

But Harry's situation wasn't the worst. There was no age limit for the Triwizard Tournament. At least the little lion didn't think Harry was playing any tricks. He was more inclined to think that the flaming broken wooden cup was malfunctioning.

"I suspect it was Moody who changed my parchment. Dumbledore looked for it afterwards. The one I wrote was not in the cup. Maybe he used the soft foot spell on me on the day of registration. His magic eye It can penetrate objects, and the transfiguration technique is so superb, temporarily changing the handwriting on the parchment makes me think that the one I retrieved is the original one, which is not difficult for him." Although it is not completely correct, such a guess is far from the truth. close.On the second day after becoming a warrior, Harry hid in Sirius' dormitory and didn't go anywhere. Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, seeing the strange eyes from the students of the other three colleges and the representatives of the two schools still made him feel uncomfortable. uncomfortable.

"In order to be safe, Moody made me the fourth hero, but if he didn't do that, maybe I could be chosen to be the representative of Hogwarts in a fair way."

"Harry, I believe you will prove that you are the best in the competition." Sirius comforted him, his words relieved a lot of the depression in Harry's heart.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Harry noticed the bandages on Sirius' hands. Since he spoke just now, Sirius had kept his hands tucked into his sleeves.

"It's a snail, and Snape needs their thorns." Now that he was seen, Sirius stretched out his injured hand and shook it nonchalantly, "Madam Pomfrey has given me the medicine, and tomorrow I Can be good."

"Sirius... how could you let Snape treat you like this!" Harry looked so sad that he was almost crying, his big green eyes were covered with a layer of sadness, "You really don't have to do so much for me , I can live a good life by myself.”

"Snape is preparing medicine for the competition, Harry. And I'm not all for you." Sirius held his injured hand and smiled softly, "I want to help, but always To cause trouble for others. It used to be to get Snape's attention, but now I really want to do something, but I can't get anything done."

"..."

"Harry?" Sirius called his godson who was distracted, "Are you sleepy? Then go back to sleep, there is class tomorrow."

"I want to stay, Sirius,...is it okay?" Sirius couldn't refuse the longing in Harry's eyes, so the tall and thin man gave up half of the bed logically.

"I can't sleep..." After a while, Harry hugged Sirius' arm.The handsome man of the Black family was overwhelmed, he had never coaxed a child.

"Then I'll tell you a story?" This suggestion seemed too naive, but the blue-eyed boy gave a "hmm" and looked very happy.So Sirius, who was driven to the shelves, told a crappy story. Instead of putting Harry to sleep, his story made the blue-eyed boy bury his face in the pillow and let out a muffled laugh.Poor Sirius couldn't stand the succubi's call in the end, and his staccato stories turned into continuous snores.

"You know, Sirius? For as long as I can remember, no one has told me a story," Harry raised his head to look at Sirius' sleeping face, then leaned against him tightly, and buried his head in his In his arms, "No one coaxed me to sleep. Never..."

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, the two consecutive Potions classes were the favorite of the little snakes, but it always made the little lions shudder.Potions class on Friday afternoon hadn't started yet, and most of the Slytherin students were already waiting outside the classroom, when Harry and his group approached the dungeon.The little snakes showed them the large badge worn on the front of the robe in unison.

Support Draco Malfoy -

A true warrior of Hogwarts!

The same words were printed on those badges, and the bright red letters shone brightly in the dim light of the underground corridor, as if they were on fire.Seeing Harry approaching, the little snakes pressed the badge hard on their chests, and the words on it disappeared, and then another line of flashing green letters appeared: Harry Potter——

Hogwarts' _?

The question mark on the badge was particularly large, and nothing was filled in the space after the school name, but the laughter of the Slytherins made the unwritten words self-evident.Everyone clicked their badges, and the slasher flashed everywhere.

"Enough!" Igil squeezed in from the crowd with his textbook in his arms, and the platinum-haired boy followed behind him, showing an appreciative smile when he saw the badges worn by the little snakes.

"Whose idea?" he asked Pansy in a low voice.

"Draco!" Igil glanced at his roommate, and the platinum-haired boy pursed his lips and fell silent.

At this time, the silver-haired beauty from Beauxbaton School passed them by carrying a bag of snacks packed from the kitchen. The wizards immediately held their heads high and their manners became gentle.The little snakes pressed the badge, and the font returned to its original shape.

"She's so charming." Ron, who was angry and wanted to stand up for Harry, immediately forgot his original intention. When he remembered, Snape had already appeared at the end of the corridor with Sirius, and the eccentric dean was there , Ron had nothing to say, because in front of Snape, every battle with Slytherin always ended with a deduction from Gryffindor.

"What are you all doing here?" Snape glanced at the badges of the little snakes, he pushed open the door of the classroom, and the students filed in obediently, and no one started any trouble.

"Pansy, whose idea is it for what happened today?" Igil asked with a trace of questioning, ordering so many badges, it's impossible for this Slytherin agent to inquire without receiving any information in advance.

"Families attached to Malfoy will always find an opportunity to express their sincerity." Pansy turned her eyes around Crabbe and Goyle, and slowly closed the fan in her hand, "I thought you would be pleasantly surprised."

In fact, Draco did feel pleasantly surprised, but for Igil, who knew the inside story of the game, he felt extremely unhappy when others accused Harry in various ways.

"Harry is Sirius Black's godson," Igil was warning them to be restrained, and the next sentence gave others a step, "and bullying his beloved child in front of the teaching assistants is not a very good behavior." clever."

"It's really not clever." So they are still only a third-rate family until now, Pansy slandered in his heart, with a relieved smile on his face, Draco, who had been listening to their conversation with his ears upright, also glared at Crabbe and Goyle: " Don’t show the other side of the badge next time, it’s not good to be seen by representatives of other schools.” Crabbe and Goyle nodded quickly, and it could be seen that Master Malfoy was at least half satisfied with their badges .

Within a few minutes of class, a student from another grade helped Mr. Bagman of the Ministry of Magic to send a message that they would take up a little time of the warriors to go upstairs to take pictures.At dinner, Draco, who returned happily, told the little snakes that Mr. Ollivander from the wand shop had tested the wands for them. The Daily Prophet also sent someone to interview them.

"Potter's wand is full of finger prints. He must not take care of it very much. When he quietly wiped the wand with his robe, a little spark burst out." The little snakes laughed together, amidst the laughter, the days were peaceful A few days passed.

Just when Igil thought that the calm could be maintained, a newspaper delivered by an owl hit everyone's eyes with a striking headline.

Harry Potter - A Stolen Honor

Special correspondent Rita Skeeter's report brought Draco's life into chaos...