[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct 23: This is a warning, but sometimes a scapegoat is necessary.

Believe in - a - Gryffindor?

He's a Flobber caterpillar that deserves to have its head squashed by a troll!

Draco gripped the handles in the car and even buckled up his seat belt.

"A little bit of the final decorative pattern?" Another violent jerk made Draco almost bite his tongue, and he roared, "It's not finished at all!"

"The landing system needs...needs to be adjusted under experiments...a little bit of innovation, don't look like a little girl nestled in a tea party!" Sirius held the steering wheel, trying to grasp the direction.

"We nearly fell to our death!" Draco added angrily, "Three times!"

It is the unfinished landing system. This off-road Land Rover with excellent performance can accelerate from 0 to 100 kilometers in only 5.5 seconds. It seems to have become an Australian kangaroo, jumping forward in the process of descending.

They fell into a huge lake on the other side of the Forbidden Forest for the first time, and after Sirius frantically avoided the possibility of drowning them; the second time they tried to land, they fell into the canopy of the tree, and they struggled a lot. The car flew up from the gap of the tree branch; and the third time they hit the spider directly, which was the first time the three of them saw a spider the size of a horse!

Sirius: "So there is such a thing in the Forbidden Forest?"

Draco: "Acromantula! They should be in South Africa! They are Class A prohibited creatures according to the law!"

Harry: "Well... then I guess Hagrid must have brought it in."

The car jumped up again, and this time it flew over the rest of the Forbidden Forest, plunged into the canopy, and finally stopped, and standing not far in front of them was Hogwarts Castle.

"Anyway, children, we arrived safely!" Sirius turned back from the driver's seat, trying to speak briskly.

"But we fell into the tree again!" Harry pouted, the last time they got stuck in a tree branch, they really had a hard time getting out, "Did you expect me to say first time fresh and second time familiar? "

"Maybe he wanted us to be thankful we got there before the Hogwarts Express... oh no!" Draco exclaimed even more tragically before he had finished spitting out the venom, "It's Whomping Willow!"

"Don't panic, don't panic, I know its weakness!" Sirius yelled and opened the car door to find the scar, but the big dog just took a step when he was slapped away by the Whipping Willow angrily.

So, there is a price to pay for not following the rules.

Whomping willow vines came in along the car door, tied up the three of them firmly, dragged them out, hung them up and jerked violently. Before they were finally rescued, Draco and Harry had experienced it deeply. A Hogwarts ceiling, iron chain, leather whip, and candle punishment that Filch has been thinking about restoring all day long.

Parents have always been angry at their children's ignorance of causing trouble, but if they really cause trouble and cause major troubles, then this kind of anger will disappear, leaving only boundless distress and fear.This is the situation with Draco and Harry right now.

Professor Sprout was the first to come after hearing the noise from the nearest greenhouse. Seeing the tragic state of the two children being beaten, he exclaimed and even cut off the thick tree trunks with his own hands, and gave the Whomping Willow several strokes. Permanent trauma, just to save the three of them.

What followed was the black-clothed and black-faced Snape who had heard the news from Lucius a long time ago and had been standing at the gate of Hogwarts Castle, his whole body depressed and wholeheartedly waiting to skin the two snakes. professor.But when he rushed to the scene and saw the scene, he just sprayed a thin layer of venom with a black face, and strode quickly to float the two bleak little snakes with no good places on their bodies into the medical wing, then turned around and went to the medical wing. The waves went straight to the cellar to brew the potion.

The third one to arrive was Professor McGonagall, a stern witch who was once the dean and has been the dean all her life. She was holding the bruised and injured Sirius by the collar. As she walked towards the office, an angry voice came out. Far, "I can't believe it, Sirius Black, after all these years of your graduation, I need to worry about your audacity again, Sirius, when will your brain be a display? You have to worry about your Reckless behavior..."

The three of them got into a lot of trouble this time, but because there is also a fully adult Sirius Black who is old enough to be the father of Harry and Draco, in this case, the little snake They will only bear the care and love of adults, and someone is almost the best candidate to take the blame.

After being reprimanded by Professor McGonagall, it is almost foreseeable that there will be a long list of people behind. For example, the first must be Madam Pomfrey, then the deadly enemy Professor Snape, Principal Dumbledore, and the Malfoys. , and possibly Professor Sprout (for that precious Whomping Willow), hopefully without fines and charges from the Ministry of Magic... er, but maybe there's still waiting for him at Black's old house at 12 Grimmauld Place right now Moony's reprimand?

Perhaps, many times, Gryffindor is really just bad luck.

Prince Slytherin and his baby, who missed the sorting, finally finished their dinner in the infirmary and bid farewell to Madam Pomfrey with all hands and feet intact.Although Professor Snape hadn't given them a good face so far, he didn't say any words of punishment, which made the two little snakes rejoice but also a little uneasy.

"A man like Sirius is too unreliable!" Harry commented angrily, "I don't know how the professor will punish us this time... We've already been locked up for all our spare time this semester, and we've already been suspended and banned from flying , I am afraid that the penalty will be paid in advance until next year."

"Harry, there's no way the professor will have us fined until next year."

"Okay, Draco, do you know what the Weasley twins usually say in this situation?" Harry imitated the voice and tone of the red-haired twins, "Don't bite if you have too many lice, don't worry if you have too many debts, we Gotta work harder, bro."

Draco remembered the Marauder's Map, and nodded, "At least we have to rescue the Marauder's Map first."

The two returned to the Slytherin stone wall, said the password, the door opened, and the moment they entered, Draco thought there was a big explosion in the lounge.The fanatical little snakes gathered in the foyer to welcome their prince and golden boy with whistles and claps.

Zabini put his arm around Harry, and patted Draco's shoulder with the other, "My princes, your feat today will definitely be recorded in "Hogwarts, a School History", and will be talked about forever .”

Harry doesn't care about these things, the swollen shoulders being slapped by everyone and Professor Snape's lofty hands can't change the fact that he and Draco were beaten and beaten by willows, nor can it stop him from being with Draco who had already been together. The beautiful dormitory has returned to its miserable state, and the Marauder's Map cannot fly into their pockets. In the end, there is no way to change the tragedy that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is an idiot.

Their new professor of defense against magic this semester is a chattering liar who is good at writing books and bragging. With his perfect appearance, delicate blond curls and bright white teeth, he has won the honor of "Witch Weekly" three times. Best Smile Award, and this honor is super, super, big, flower, bottle that he talks about all day long!

Under such a premise, how could this semester's Defense Against the Dark Arts class not be a joke?

From the moment the Slytherins stepped into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, none of them (most of the boys and a very small number of girls) liked Professor Lockhart, because the peacock was always around the topic of Harry Potter, And at the center of the spin was his attempt to use his meteoric, flashy reputation to be compared to their Slytherin golden boy, Harry Potter!

Wearing a violet wizard robe and curly hair, Lockhart took aim at Harry as soon as he was in class. To be honest, he had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. The unity of the little snakes made it difficult for him to get it. Now he finally Picked up the real person, "Harry, oh, we finally met! I heard...you just issued autographs in the lobby?"

"That was just a misunderstanding..." Harry explained with a stiff face.

Colin Colleavy, a young first-year Gryffindor with a camera to shoot around, eyes staring at Harry, and his reckless behavior at breakfast has completely annoyed the Slytherin table Slytherin's highest circle of power.

"Oh, I have to say, it's not wise for you to send out signed photos at this stage - Harry," Lockhart didn't listen to Harry's words at all, and carried the suspicion of self-promotion in a celebrity status Suggestion, "Honestly, this will make you look cocky and out of place. One day, maybe you will be like me and need to carry a stack of photos everywhere to send autographs, but I don't think you have reached that point yet." Time." Professor Lockhart showed a row of shiny teeth.

Harry's face darkened for a moment.

"Professor, I think I have to correct you." A certain platinum snake stood up respectfully, "Harry Potter has been famous for 11 years, and he has learned to face the all-pervasive media since he was a baby. I am used to my name being frequently mentioned by historians from various countries and recorded in major magical events, so I don’t think I need your extra guidance in terms of experience. After all, you have only been famous for three years.”

The little snakes below were hissing and laughing.Lockhart's face was the same color as his robes.

"When it comes to photos, I agree with you. You know, Harry's photos are only eligible to be used after consultation in necessary historical materials and news highlights. Popular entertainment magazines and individuals are prohibited from using and possessing privately. " Wizarding Code, Wizarding Human Rights No. 17 Wizard Personal Portrait Rights (Amendment Act 1964) is very clear. Harry’s photos are very precious and will not be scattered all over the street, so someone will forcibly take them secretly.”

The face of Lockhart himself, including the portraits all over the wall, is the same color as the cover of the new purple book.

But Draco's defense and counterattack did not change the established fact that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class became rubbish. They used the entire class to answer Lockhart's narcissism questionnaire, such as what color is his favorite, what is his favorite color? Books, what is his ideal... Such a waste of five or ten minutes, but I can't say whether Gryffindor is luckier than them, because I heard that in their first class, Lockhart's idiot used a cage The Cornish elf ruined the whole classroom.

"Perhaps I should be lucky, Draco, Voldemort is dead after all, so even if the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts is an idiot, I won't be in constant panic." Harry said after the first class of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which had completely failed, , whispering to Draco.

Up to now, news of Voldemort's bestowal has not been made public.

First of all, Dumbledore doesn't think he's truly and completely wiped out - only two people know this; what's important is that the few other insiders agree that they are only 12 years old after all, regardless of the fate of the last semester. The arrangement is still lucky for Merlin to help, and the heroic title of killing Voldemort should be announced in a few years. They have to guard against the revenge of those lurking Death Eaters against Harry, and the Malfoy family is an obvious target of revenge.After all, it's easy to hide a hidden arrow but hard to defend against it. Not all Death Eaters are 'Slytherin' like Malfoy, and there are probably quite a few people who are foolishly loyal to the loser.

"Don't complain, Harry, we're here, are you ready?" They were about to strike at the Marauder's Map.

"No problem at all." Harry took a bottle of ink in his hand and unscrewed the cap.They were now standing in the hallway not far from the door to Filch's office.Filch should be in the office by this time.

Draco raised his wand to the ceiling, boom!Boom!Two beeps, a loud and destructive spell was released, and then with a wave of his wand, Harry felt as if he was levitated by some force and thrown out. He flew out the ink bottle in his hand and splashed it all over the place. The wall of the corridor, and then lying on the door of Filch's office in an ugly posture but not actually hurt.Draco ran away in a flash, only for Filch, who heard the sound, to see a black student robe corner disappearing around the bend.

What can Filch say?

Harry Potter, the well-known savior boy was obviously slapped behind his back, and he fell in embarrassment at his door. It is hard to tell who made the ink marks on the wall, especially when the perpetrator is still on the run.

"I'll find that little bastard, oh, of course I will!"

Filch brought Harry Potter into the house, and he felt the pain of falling slowly, while he cursed and took a bottle of all-purpose stain remover from the cabinet and went out to clean up the large ink mark on the wall.

Harry, who was alone in the office, took out his wand, "The Marauder's Map is flying!"

A large locked drawer under the cabinet on the right was visibly knocked twice by the contents inside, Harry frowned, "Oh, he's actually locked! Alahoo opened—"

With a snap, the lock opened.

Before Harry could make a move, Filch's murmur suddenly sounded at the door, "Damn it, it can't be wiped off, it seems that I need to change to another stain remover..."

Oh no!

Harry wailed inwardly...he didn't want to be caught on the spot!

Twenty minutes later, Harry found Draco with a sad face at the corner of the corridor leading to the hall, "Draco, I was caught and imprisoned by Filch, Professor Snape will definitely skin me and dry me .”

"What, failed?" Draco didn't expect it at all.

"No." Harry handed Draco the Marauder's Map that he had pulled out with the Flying Charm from his pocket, "I tried it, and this is it. [I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.]"

"Why is that?" Draco grabbed the map without looking at it carefully.

"Because our ink has been such a success!" Harry said sadly. "I had just opened the lock when Filch came back because he couldn't remove the marks with all-purpose stain remover and needed to mail order a new brand. I What else can I do?" Harry grabbed the front of Draco's robes and wailed, "I, I just had to throw another big dung egg!"