[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin Code of Conduct 28: Learn to be responsible, and responsibility means unshirkable The situation, he just dropped a little sand-like thing at the door there, which was the sand he had also dropped at the three-headed dog Lu Wei at the end of last semester.Any intruders who cross the sand track can be promptly reacted from their alarm hourglass.

However, until before Christmas, Zongsha was only touched once, and light movement would stop. When Draco opened the Marauder's Map, the corridor on the second floor only saw the Weasley family's youngest daughter walking at the end of the corridor, as if she Just passing by.

But it was also because of this 'lucky' false alarm that Draco found that he could feel the sand being touched in time even without the hourglass reminding him, and Harry could also feel it, "I think it might be because Huo For the sake of the Gwarz contract. Whoever we pledge our blood to protect it for life, maybe the castle will give us a little... um, in return?" Harry guessed that Draco would agree with this idea, but unfortunately, No one can understand that contract anymore, so they don't know what kind of trade-off relationship there is.

Draco was a little sorry about the unknown possible existence of the "authority to return the guardian of the castle", but Harry didn't care. The ability to protect the school from being violated was not only based on their respect for Salazar's trust, but also based on their courage to take responsibility With the spirit of Slytherin, when he signed the contract, he didn't expect to ask for any equivalent return for it!

Whether they are guardians of Hogwarts, servants or masters of the castle, this ancient castle is opened before their eyes. Regarding the issue of monitoring the movement of the person who opened the secret room, although it is impossible to find out the identity of the person who came, but The Marauder's Map makes up for this deficiency.They should also be grateful to the nervous ghost inside, Weeping Myrtle, for such a perfect surveillance network, making this bathroom deserted and neglected.

Then, I can't say I was disappointed, but I should breathe a sigh of relief. There have been no more attacks recently, and the days have become more and more ordinary day by day, until this day a message was posted on the bulletin board in the lobby.

"Duel Club? Sounds cool!"

"Oh, maybe Professor Flitwick," Zabini was still inquiring, "I heard he was a master duelist when he was young!"

Draco raised his eyebrows and smirked, "A completely immature guess."

"What's your opinion, Your Highness?"

"Have you ever seen a time when Professor Flitwick spent extra time on things other than charms and bands? Apparently this club..." Draco swept his eyes across the excited Great Hall, "is aimed at changing the current school Calm and boring atmosphere.”

"Who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic?"

"Who likes to show off?"

"It's all on the third floor, Lockhart with big white teeth and curly hair!" The red-haired Gryffindor Bludger twins sang in chorus.

"Really?"

"You can bet a Gallon." Draco smirked.

Oh no.Prince Slytherin's prophecy ability, or the correct forward-looking view obtained after logical analysis, has become Slytherin's weathervane after repeated verifications, so Zabini does not want to bet with him.

But Harry said seriously, "Draco, if you can still foresee that Big White Fang will be tossed miserably at the club, I'm even willing to bet ten Galleons." Being harassed by that big white tooth, recently Big White Fang was teaching "Wandering with a Werewolf" and asked him to act as a werewolf. Harry howled like a wolf three times in class, and Draco later adjusted his throat potion.

"Oh, of course, I can see it!" Draco laughed out his standard eight teeth.

The red-haired Bludgers of Gryffindor poked their heads, "If we can make sure your wish comes true..."

"Harry, are you going to take out an insurance policy for this?"

"Double insurance."

"Reasonable price,"

"Service Guarantee."

"It could even extend beyond Christmas."

"Pay in one lump sum, we can consider adding a one-month discount extension."

"Deal!" Harry said with a final word.

As he walked towards the Slytherin table in the auditorium, Draco began to prophesy again, "Harry, as long as you tell Sirius the truth about what Lockhart forced you to do in class, I bet Sirius will be happy to pay you a hundred A Galleon just to let that idiot lie in the medical room until the end of the school year, and then get the hell out."

"Really?" Harry's eyes lit up, and he tossed an idiot professor, which seemed like a prank Sirius would be keen on, "Then I'll go and place an order for the Gryffindor Bludgers now, and we'll have them from tomorrow on." Dedicated to challenging Madam Pomfrey's authority, it is bound to paralyze that big white tooth in the medical room forever!" Harry jumped up aggressively, turned around and turned around, bang - directly crashed into someone's arms.

From the darkness in front of his eyes and the never-ending herbal smell, even if Harry closed his eyes and guessed blindly, he couldn't escape the only option!

died!

Dean Snape must have heard of their plan just now, Harry was terrified of being punished for holding on to the silk vest on the professor's body.At this moment, he wanted to bury his face under the black robe and never come out.

The Snake King took off the green-eyed snake skin cub from his body with a stern face, and glanced at them coldly. The corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly, but it could also be Harry's own dazzled eyes. Professor Snape, as always, With a deep voice, "Pay attention to your behavior, the emblem of Slytherin is not a West African gorilla with hands and feet." After finishing speaking, the professor strode towards the teacher's seat.

Draco hissed, spitting out the poisonous letter, "I can bet again that our great Dean Snape is looking forward to our wonderful performance."

As a result, in the dueling club, Professor Snape was the first to perform brilliantly.

On the duel display stand, Professor Snape stood still and didn't even move his body. He directly cast a neat disarming spell to knock out Lockhart's wand and the ever-present smile on his face.The girls were exclaiming, and the boys were applauding. After Lockhart found the steps for himself in embarrassment, he gave up on the gorgeous stage show and let everyone fight in groups.

Then, Mr. Big White Tooth got into bad luck!

The spells in the auditorium were flying around, and there were always a few blind spells that were deflected by the students' aiming mistakes.

"[Hot and hot——]" A curse flew halfway across the auditorium, passed two groups of students practicing on the way, and nailed directly on Professor Lockhart.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I slipped my hand..." One of the Bludgers sprinted across the distance, touching his head and apologizing.

"Only Disarm children," Professor Lockhart said, a red boil quickly appeared on his face, "Only disarm is allowed..."

"[Disarm -]"

There was a bright red light, and Professor Lockhart was sent flying.Only the disarming spell, Draco's wand crossed his chest, bowed slightly, and his dueling posture was standard.

"Sorry, Professor," Harry looked at his dean innocently, "I dodged, I should dodge the attack, right?"

Professor Lockhart just got up from a corner...

“[Tarantella—]”

"Oh, I'm sorry Professor, I just fell... you mean... only the Disarming Charm?" It was another Slytherin.

"[Expelliarmus—]" This time it was the Slytherin golden boy, which should have been no surprise, but unfortunately he was bumped by Zabini behind him before casting the spell.

"It was an accident, Professor." Zabini explained to his dean unapologetically.

Slytherin has always been a united house, a smart house, a cunning and extremely protective house, so...

Gryffindor has always been a noisy school, a troublesome school, a school that likes to join in the fun and is good at fighting for justice, so...

In the end, it was Professor Snape who was kind enough to levitate the unconscious Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, the initiator of the Dueling Club, to the hospital wing, and Harry's ten Galleons were well worth their money, at least until he and Draco left. Before the school spent Christmas with Sirius, their Defense Against the Dark Arts class was taught by Professor Snape.

A bountiful harvest—whether it’s the classroom, or the jeweled hourglass in the hall.

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The noble and oldest Black house, Draco said so, when Sirius just snorted a suspected disdainful snort, but when Harry first walked into this ancient, noble, dusty and terrible When I scratched the Blake house, I felt like I was in the grave.

"Cee, Li, Si!" Draco gritted his teeth. Undoubtedly, the most incompatible with the atmosphere here was Malfoy, who was always glamorous and spotless.

Sirius shrugged, "I'm a rebel who was kicked out by my mother, I think this house doesn't like me a bit." Sirius led them away from the horrible hall and continued inside.

"You didn't just walk away this time..." Draco snorted dissatisfiedly, "Where's the house elf in Black's old house?"

Sirius pointed to himself with a sad face, "Here!"

They turned into a small but obviously clean and normal living room, and a beautiful Christmas tree had even been erected in the middle of the floor, "You would never imagine that there are several bedrooms upstairs for this living room." , how much trouble I have had... Ah, let me introduce you, Remus Lupine."

Draco glanced at Sirius with a half-smile, and then nodded politely at the werewolf who was not in a good state of mind (it was just a full moon the day before yesterday), "Oh, obviously, your Mr. Moony! Draco Malfoy, very it's happy to meet you."

Draco was very polite, but when Harry saw the familiar face under the brown hair, he felt a good feeling from the bottom of his heart. When those gentle golden brown eyes full of love looked at him, he knew that I will love this close friend of his father as much as I love the godfather of Sirius, "Remus Lupine, I have seen you, in the picture!" Harry flew over excitedly.

The situation at Black's old house shows that they will not have many visitors during the Christmas period, and Sirius is obviously not yet mentally and physically ready to return to the social world. All these are destined to be a quiet and warm Christmas Holidays, to be honest, as long as the Gryffindors don't mind, Slytherin, who always likes to be quiet, will not feel any inconvenience about it.

But the bad living conditions are still obvious at a glance. The dust and rotten smell haunt the old house from time to time. Except for a small side hall transformed into a clean living room and two fully tidied bedrooms, the rest of the place is simply unbearable. , so much dust and parasites that it's like a dump.Under such conditions, Draco could bear it because the old and noble Black house had its unique charm that attracted him, and even allowed Draco to ignore the rough living conditions.But then again, the rough life is for others. For Draco, the old house-elf Kreacher, who is full of insults, is still serving him with all his heart.

"Cousin of the Malfoy family, do you have any instructions for Kreacher?" The old house-elf bowed to Draco very respectfully after serving hot coffee.

"No, you did a good job." Draco looked around at the oak bookshelves that seemed to reach to the ceiling, "This study has carried the glory of the Black family for centuries, and the classics on it have cost countless Mr. Human efforts should always keep this clean and tidy, which is also the most basic duty of a house elf, I just hope that you will do your best to keep this place from dust."

"Yes, Kreacher will uphold the honor and tradition of the Black family, and will not shame the Black family." The old house-elf was ashamed under such accusations. Muttering, "Kreacher won't let that bastard, filthy inhuman, and half-breed bastard defile this place, oh, the old Black house I've served all my life is now full of these despicable people... . . . what would my poor mistress say... her poor old Kreacher . . . "

Draco scanned the library of Black's house, and finally decided to spend the whole vacation here. I have to say that Salazar's research notes are very good and worth studying. Although Salazar did not leave his personal collection of books , but he left behind his precious thoughts and conjectures on magic, he opened a door to knowledge for Draco, instead of simply throwing down a room full of thick books that he thought were valuable.

Because the idea of ​​magic power purification has been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time, Draco especially focused on the few pages of Salazar's magic power research, which put forward many kinds of ideas. Some ideas have now been proven to be unfeasible, but some still There is a lot of room for imagination. For example, Salazar proposed the connection between magic power and souls. Salazar mentioned some books. Malfoy’s family collection and school library Draco have almost read, but The collection there is not complete, and now, he has found another good place.

Standing on the floating footstool in the study, Draco began his long and pleasant journey of searching for books.He has a lot of time during the Christmas holidays. Anyway, the Gryffindor family next door is reunited, let them make troubles, and it is good for this little Slytherin snake to stay in a place full of Slytherin atmosphere.

……

The hourglass and the empty stomach double reminded Draco that it was time for dinner. Draco put down the ancient book in his hand, put down Salazar's notes, walked to the door of the study and opened the door, and there was a sharp noise, and his eardrums were shattered. The shock was painful, like a burglar alarm from the Ministry of Magic, Draco was taken aback, "What's going on?"

Remus hurried out of the kitchen, still wearing a peppery apron, passing by him, "Harry must have been careless again..."

"Filthy and vile bastards! Disgrace to the Black family! Bastards, brutes, you ugly bastards! Get the hell out of here! Desecrate my ancestral home—" Draco turned from the corridor just in time to see a An old lady with a black hat, black hair, and a face wrinkled as black and yellow as orange peel screamed in the portrait, screaming loudly.

"Shut up, shut up!" Sirius rushed out from the next door, grabbed Harry who had been yelled stupid, and desperately bowed and apologized to the portrait, then yelled back with a louder voice, and joined forces with Lime Stuart pulls back the drapery beside the portrait...

"Prodigal son! Sinister! Get out..."

At last the curtain was drawn, and the sound died away.

Harry tremblingly lifted up the umbrella stand of the monster's thighbone that fell on the ground, blinking his green eyes, "I almost tripped just now, so I just fell over and grabbed... I really didn't mean it."

Sirius didn't mean to blame Harry at all, but stroked his hair apologetically. The werewolf patted their shoulders and announced happily, "Dinner will be ready soon."

The whole group moved to the kitchen, but Draco couldn't help staring back at the portrait covered by the curtain. Old Kreacher passed by them sadly, still muttering, "The noble Black family is defiled, for that Rebels, non-humans and little bastards..."

While Remus' cooking wasn't terrible, it was still a few notches away from 'good', let alone a professional-level house-elf.Especially after this little elf recognized Draco's identity, he began to devote himself wholeheartedly and tried his best to make an exquisite dinner that fit the identity of Malfoy's cousin.

Unfortunately, there is only one copy.

Draco didn't wait for Harry to show any aggrieved or dissatisfied expressions, and directly switched the plates of the two, "Kreacher, you must have prepared more than that, didn't you?"

Kreacher seemed a little reluctant, but starving guests is definitely not the way of hospitality in the Black family, so, soon, the empty plate in front of Draco was filled with the same medium-rare calf with two petals of flowers Steak with White Mushroom Chicken Gravy and Grilled Cheese.

Sirius looked pitifully at the things on the two children's plates, and then looked at Draco's face with infinite hope. With a last whimper, he obediently ate the boiled peas and boiled potatoes in tomato sauce made by Remus.The kind-hearted werewolf didn't think it was an offense. In fact, he was very happy and heaved a sigh of relief, "It's good that Kreacher is willing to take care of you two with all his heart...whether it's Malfoy's title or not. It works, you are still growing up." He couldn't let the two developing children eat convenience meals one after another, that would be insufficient nutrition, especially Harry, who still felt a whole size smaller than his peers, In memory, even Lily seemed to be taller than Harry.

"Hmm..." Draco suggested, "If you can go to Diagon Alley tomorrow and buy enough Christmas gifts for us, maybe I can consider making some efforts to change this old house."

Sirius rolled his eyes, "What are you going to do?"

"Business secrets." Draco cut off a piece of veal steak and bit it in his mouth, well, it was very tender and juicy.After enduring a few meals of the werewolf's handiwork, he was overjoyed that he had managed to get Kreacher to change.

Early the next morning, Sirius took Remus and ran to Diagon Alley impatiently, and before leaving, he made an oath that they would never return before dark.Anyway, whatever Draco wants to do, obviously he doesn't want people around, but again, whatever he wants to do, as long as Kreacher can honestly tidy up the room, cook, do the laundry, and save Master Black from raising house-elves. With his position liberated, he was happy to let Sirius do whatever he wanted.

Rather than staying in this musty-smelling coffin, Harry also wanted to go to the bustling Diagon Alley, but Draco carried him back from the door, "You can't go!"

"why?"

"I'll wait for you to save me in a while!" Draco smirked.

Harry's little black cat was so nervous that its fur stood on end, its voice trembling, "You, what are you going to do?"