[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct 25: If you can't hit the target, try a detour The room of secrets has caused a moderate wave in schools.

I said small because this time I just petrified an annoying cat, and no one felt sad. Many people, such as the Gryffindor Bludger twin brothers, would definitely rejoice in private; , Chamber of Secrets!But who can let go of such a good theme if there is a bit of adventurous spirit and curiosity?In particular, when someone tried every means to get more legends about the Chamber of Secrets from Professor Binns, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout, etc., it made people more willing to discuss and conjecture in private.

Harry, who knew something of the real story, began to be very worried about Hermione. If Muggle-born people would be targeted, Hermione would undoubtedly be the biggest target. head bird.

"Stop talking stupid!" Hermione waved her hand indifferently, never taking her eyes off the book, "You and Draco are also number one, we are tied."

"But our parents are wizards, Hermione."

Hermione put down the book helplessly, "Use your brain, Harry! Professor Binns said that the legendary scary thing in the secret room may be a monster, but I haven't found any monster that can automatically identify the blood of a wizard Yeah. Besides, he's a Slytherin heir, but he petrified a cat! Do you think that cat was a pure-blood or a half-blood? If he was really going to do something horrible, why did he take a cat? A It's just a despicable prank!" After Hermione became curious, she was completely immune to this matter.That's right, in this life, there is no such stupid thing as that little bastard Draco said to Hermione like 'you will be the next one to be planted with mud'. Hermione herself never cared about such illusory legends.

The clever little witch dismissed Harry three times and two times. Harry was still searching for something to say, but was interrupted by a message from Zabini, "Flint is waiting for you in the common room."

"what?"

"Of course it's about Quidditch, or what else do you think he has a good topic for?"

Harry looked at Zabini resentfully, "I was suspended by the dean..." And the trials in the courtyard were over early.

Zabini shrugged. "Maybe he can get you an amnesty."

Amnesty is out of the question.

Not only him, even Draco is no exception!This matter has already become a firm fact after the Snake King whispered "No!", even the big platinum nobleman is powerless to change the result, let alone a small Quidditch captain.

But now His Majesty the Platinum Malfoy is obviously not concerned about the logical relationship that his son's failure to enter the Quidditch team is equal to the loss of honor. A small Quidditch team has become nothing.At the same time, since winning or losing has nothing to do with his son's ability and reputation, so this time, someone [forgot] to give the team seven Nimbus 2001s.

The only one missing is probably Captain Flint.

A golden boy and a Slytherin prince were all banned by the dean, which almost bankrupted this year's Quidditch selection. Fortunately, there are still a few guys with barely passable skills. If it weren't for this, he would even suspect Snape The Headmaster wants to hand over the Quidditch Cup to the Lions.However, even if a good seed cannot be used on the field, it cannot be idle off the field. Flint just wants to discuss with Draco and Harry, hoping that they can spare some time to go to the Quidditch field with the Quidditch players every week. - sparring.

"Go, Draco, we have to learn to relax in tension." Especially given the rare opportunity, Harry pestered Draco to persuade him.

The Slytherin prince finally nodded his assent.

"I'll borrow brooms for you guys." Montai jumped up and volunteered, expressing his sympathy for the two kids who were deprived of even flying lessons, "Even if I can't borrow the broom series, at least I can guarantee the minimum is Sweep the Seven Stars!"

"No." Draco waved his hand, "Let's just borrow it from Goyle and Crabbe."

"Both of them?" It's not that Monty looked down on those two idiots, they were like pigs, and they were at the bottom of their studies, but no matter how bad their studies were, they could pick out the good points when compared with their flying results.Those two had never climbed on a broom!This kind of person can bring his own broom to school?Monty shrugged, "Okay, now that you've made up your mind. See you tomorrow morning at the Quidditch pitch!"

So the next day, Draco and Harry arrived on time, each with a Nimbus 2001.

"Light Wheel 2001? [Borrowed]?" He wouldn't believe it even if he killed Montaigne!

"So what if you don't borrow it? The dean forbids me and Harry to bring our own brooms." Draco's tone was particularly helpless, and the listeners were full of black lines.

The little poisonous snake that is obedient and obedient!

Zabini complained, "If the dean finds out..."

"Come on! I'm afraid the dean has already acquiesced!" Captain Flint threw Zabini, who was still gossiping, on his own broom, "Or with Gore and Crabbe? Even if they bring the broom into the school To be impounded by the dean - mind yourself, rookie - brooms all!"

Flying is joy, and joy is usually fleeting.

Not long after Harry was flying, something went wrong with his broom. It was violently bumped and he was going crazy, trying to throw Harry off. Harry could vaguely hear the screams and panic of his classmates, but he had no time to look up. Just feel like a Texas cowboy on the back of a mad bull and a rookie challenger!

The broom carried him rolling and galloping across the field, dodging anyone who would come to his rescue, and Harry had used up all his strength just trying to keep himself from falling.

"Harry, Harry!" The voice behind him bit his out-of-control broom tightly, and Harry could barely recognize Draco's voice behind him, "Listen... listen to me counting to three and then let go! Pay attention, once , two, three—”

Harry let his body suddenly relax. At that moment, he was thrown high by the broom out of control, and his body rolled in the air until he fell, but the next second he was stable, it was Draco, of course!

He was pointing his wand at him, cast the Levitation Charm, and then Draco drove the broom to fly beside him, and Harry sat on Draco's back, still in shock, he hugged Draco's waist and lay on his back , the voice became unsteady, "Yes, is it... Voldemort?"

"I don't know." Draco shook his hand and dropped it, not wanting to admit the possibility in his heart, "Don't think so much, maybe someone is secretly jealous of you, maybe it's just the remnants of Death Eaters who are unwilling to fail."

It is obviously a bit difficult to carry two people on a broom, even if it is the latest Nimbus 2001, Draco controls the broom to slowly descend from the sky, but it is at least twenty or thirty feet above the ground , two Bludgers and a Quaffle went mad and flew towards them as if they were magnets.

"Oh no... again?" Harry couldn't even moan anymore.

But this time, there is no chance of being as embarrassed as the first time. Obviously, everyone has been reborn once, and they are familiar with the second time. Within a very short time difference, people exploded one after another, as fast as three loud bangs came out at the same time.

Then, the two of them perfectly, safely, landed.

"Cool! Who exploded the ball just now..." Harry just got off the broom, and before he finished speaking, he saw Draco's stiff back, turned his head, and saw Professor Snape holding the wand, Walking steadily, step by step, he walked out of the castle like a black cloud.

Finished!

King Snake Cellar

"Apparently, someone drove a speeding car into the Forbidden Forest, got their brains sucked dry by acromantulas, and then got their memory damaged by the Whomping Willow. Otherwise, I really don't know how to explain the two Slytherins copying After [-] times of the Slytherin code of conduct, he began to choose to ignore the rules and do nothing, and blatantly trampled on the ban issued by the headmaster himself." Snake king entrenched in his own territory, spitting death poison on the two small prey in front of him fog.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Obediently bowed his head to admit his mistake, begging the Snake King to be merciful and leave them a whole body is the only thing Harry and Draco can do now.

"Should I be honored? To get an apology from the Slytherin golden boy and the Slytherin prince?" The professor's ending voice picked up in an almost happy tone, and the two little snakes were so ashamed that they almost shrank, "Maybe, I don't have to guess that idiots can infect each other, and after two Slytherins spent a holiday with a stupid Gryffindor lion, the only modest prudence they had left was gone. As I said earlier, there are no idiots in Slytherin!" Professor Snape snapped suddenly, cold sweat poured down Draco's back, and Harry's big green eyes began to mist.

"Perhaps, I think it's time for me to review my punishment method. Since copying is useless and confinement is considered by some people as advanced potion research and potion improvement training..." Professor Snape saw Light Death glanced at the two little snakes in front of him who could barely meet the definition of a 'Slytherin prince' in terms of dress, knowledge and courage, "Perhaps, Filch can be happy to find that he can finally activate the "Prince of Slytherin" from the Middle Ages." It’s the same set of iron chains and leather whips on the ceiling.” A malicious smile appeared on the professor’s face.

The faces of the two little snakes turned miserable green, but they didn't dare to refute a word.

"Professor isn't telling the truth, is he?" Out of the door of the Snake King's cellar, Harry was terrified.

"..." Draco couldn't tell now.

But then they found that the punishment of following Filch would be worse than being gutted by the ceiling of the hanging ceiling. At least then, Madam Pomfrey, who descended to earth in the next second, would be able to rescue them from the fangs of Dean Snape. Filch, who had premature menopause because Mrs. Norris was petrified, would also be yelled into a rat hole by Madam Pomfrey.

Clean, scrub without magic!

Draco held the mop in his hand, his face turned as pale as the ground - Malfoy is not a house elf!In his two lifetimes combined, he has never experienced such a humiliating moment!Harry is familiar with driving, but if there is a little Gryffindor who holds a camera and stares at you obsessively, trying to take pictures of you being punished and keep them forever, it will be a complete tragedy.

The entire corridor was as bright as if it had been washed by water at the moment, and then the bell rang for the end of get out of class, countless feet stepped out of the classroom, and time stopped in an instant.

Prince Slytherin stood in the middle of the corridor, holding a mop, with a face like Asura, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his right hand was hanging by his side. Any fool would know that the place where the prince put his wand, who would dare to step on it?Who dares to be the first bird?

Slytherin's golden savior sweeps back and forth at the students who are at the door of the classroom with big eyes, looking pitifully at the ground, who dares to step on it?Who has the heart to be the first bird?

So two days later, the figures running tiptoe through the corridors with their shoes on became more and more agile, and for the first time in history, the Levitating Charm overwhelmingly defeated Cleanup, ranking first in Hogwarts' official list of most used characters. curse.

Harry carried a dirty bucket and a rag in one hand, and rubbed his sore arm in the other as he walked out of the trophy room. There was no way, if Draco, who was born to be a young master, were to work with him, I'm afraid the project would not be finished now. Well, after four days of being a Hogwarts house-elf, Harry finally understood this, especially today when he had to clean the trophies in the showroom, which was a delicate job compared to cleaning the floor.

Harry turned the corner with the dirty bucket in his hand, and suddenly met a house-elf head-on, and he stopped.

Draco said there were house-elves in Hogwarts castle too, but they were 'invisible' and Harry had never seen them before, and today was the first time.But...he looked the house elf up and down, it was far less clean and tidy than the ones in Draco's house, a dirty and torn pillowcase of no color could be seen covering him, and he didn't bow or bow politely. She hid shyly, but stared at herself blankly.

"Harry, Harry Potter? Dobby, Dobby has been looking forward to seeing you..." The elf's ears perked up excitedly.

"Uh, hello." Harry smiled and nodded at him.

"Harry Potter smiled at Dobby! He smiled at me! Wow..." The elf began to go crazy and couldn't control himself, crying on the ground, "He defeated the man who couldn't mention his name, he changed so terribly He is so great, but he still smiles at Dobby...Harry Potter is indeed a great, great man!"

"No, no," Harry said, picking up the elf lying on the ground. "That's just basic courtesy... don't cry, okay?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"I said something wrong, don't cry..."

"Whoa - whoa -"

Harry was already stupid, he had never seen such a neurotic elf.Afterwards, Harry found that every time he tried to dissuade him, the elf would cry even louder.In the end, Harry crouched helplessly next to the elf, waiting for him to cry slowly, so he couldn't leave first.

"So," the nervous elf finally stopped crying, started hiccupping, and said twitchingly, "Harry Potter, you can't be hurt, and you can't stay in the castle no matter what, it's dangerous here... "

Harry finally heard something substantial, he patted the elf's head, "Okay, then I thank you for your kind reminder, I know it's about the Chamber of Secrets..."

"Oh! Harry Potter, he knows, so why is he still in such a dangerous place?" Dobby began to bang his head hard on the floor, "Why isn't Harry Potter injured? You can go home if you are injured, thank you Bee worked so hard to disable the broom, make the ball chase him, Dobby even put his ears in the oven... but the great Harry Potter escaped..."

"What? It's you?" Harry immediately became angry when he understood it. No matter how good-tempered he is, he can't calm down when he hears such news, especially after he almost died and was punished by the professor!Harry started rolling up his sleeves, gotta throw this thing to the Headmaster...or at least Draco, and figure out how to fix it!

"Harry Potter should go home... Dobby wants to save Harry Potter from danger..." The elf opened a pair of big tennis eyes, looked at Harry sadly, and tried to punish him in any way he could. Before the movement, before Harry started to grab him, an invisible and silent spell suddenly pushed out from the elf's hand and slammed into Harry's chest...