[HP] Born Noble

The prince of Slytherin and his golden boy broke up again. This time, it's not that they don't talk to each other, but they meet each other like the heads of state of the two countries. They are very polite and blunt. The only good thing is, haha This time, Leigh didn't turn into a hard-to-explode firecracker like last time, and he treated everyone else calmly, and only treated Draco with a cold face.As for Draco, their Slytherin prince has never been angry and pretentious. Fortunately, their prince is almost too busy probably because of too many courses, and very few little snakes are really caught by the prince. The enveloping thousand-year-old frostbite.

This time, the first time was born, and the second time was acquainted, everyone thought it was better not to talk to these two, anyway, puberty, the relationship is capricious, after two years, they will definitely be as good as one person, why bother Isn't it human with two faces in the middle?Especially when I heard that Harry spent Christmas holidays in the Moon River Garden of the Malfoy family. In order to see a wild dragon, several friends in the Slytherin family were jealous to death.

After the quarrel that day, Harry's mood has been very low. For a long time, his feelings cannot convince himself that Draco will eventually become a person like Voldemort, but... those evidences clearly show that In front of him, he couldn't believe it, and even Draco didn't justify it.Moreover, Harry reluctantly admits that Draco really has a very clear tendency of blood discrimination. For some people and certain things, his heart can be as hard as a rock, and his feelings are as cold as iron. For example, Dobby, Buckbeak, even Muggles and Muggle-born wizards.

Draco, on the other hand, plunged into Professor Snape's private research experiments and writing academic papers. He seemed to be deaf to what was going on outside the window, and devoted himself to making Professor Snape even unbearably vigilant. Obviously, the amount of time and energy Draco has put into him is very disproportionate to the results he has produced, but Snake King usually ignores the awkward problems of these little trolls, and, well, these two people It seems to be very safe, there is no room for adjustment.

Harry is also using learning to increase himself.

He was depressed in the library researching "Pharmaceuticals", an authoritative academic journal of potions. He found an academic paper on the improved formula of Wolfsbane published by Professor Snape five years ago, which recorded So far, the most effective potion formula to curb the outbreak of wolfsbane - it is not impossible to ask the dean directly, but Harry knows that Draco has recently spent a lot of time doing research in the office with Professor Snape, he, He just wanted to minimize the chances of them seeing each other.

Wolfsbane potion is really very complicated, even for a top student like him who can get E (excellent) every time he is the worst in the exam under the master of potions, it is like an insurmountable mountain.Harry had once told Sirius to learn how to make Wolfsbane for Remus, which was to some extent just an excuse at the time, until last week, when Remus collided with the school schedule because of the full moon, It was the first time that Harry took this promise seriously, because Remus' complexion was particularly bad after he 'recovered', and he had never seen his weak appearance the day after his transformation before.

"I can't believe it's less than eight weeks until the exam!" Hermione's heavy schoolbag fell on Harry's side with a thud, with a look of hysterical exhaustion on her face, "Do you mind if I sit son?"

"Of course." Harry moved his schoolbag aside.

Hermione took out her textbook from her bag, and accidentally glanced at the "Pharmaceutical Special" in Harry's hand and the obvious high-level potion formula paper on it, with a tangled expression, "Oh, I really regret choosing I have taken so many classes, otherwise I should have time to look at something useful in my spare time instead of..." Hermione threw the divination textbook in her hand heavily and angrily.

Harry shrugged sympathetically, he shared the same frustration with divination, but he had found a trick for himself, whether he started with tea dregs or crystal balls or whatever, just put what he [foreseen] into The future is written bloody, tragic, and near death - the end is definitely a high score, he doesn't care if he has learned to see those messy "revelations"!

To be honest, racking his brains every day to make up bad luck, injury and death for himself is really not a comfortable thing. He is really afraid that one day these [prophecies] will be accidentally fulfilled by Merlin after he gets tired of hearing them Now, he suspects that he hasn't brought any bad luck curse on himself so far, all because of the powerful amulet Draco made him...

Draco...

Harry sullenly brought his attention back to the wolfsbane potion. No matter how complicated and difficult the wolfsbane potion was, at least it could effectively help him focus on it without distractions.

The lack of three members of the perfect score club does not prevent their learning from being as efficient as ever. After thoroughly discussing the "divination class learning points" with Harry, Hermione's face changed several times and finally decided to succumb to this despicable little trick , "I swear, from next semester onwards, I must remove Divination from my electives! I was really wasting my time, you see, you have time to read some meaningful academic papers, and Draco has been Doing research with Dean Snape, but I have to spend all day..." Hermione pursed her lips sternly, and finally lay down on the table and cried, "Oh, I really don't know what Draco does Yes, he has chosen as many courses as me, but he still has the energy to participate in Professor Snape's private research promotion class... False liar..."

Harry was taken aback, and then began to hug the crying Hermione in a panic, patting her on the back clumsily to coax her, "Okay, okay, Hermione...Actually, you...It's not that serious, you It's just that I'm too nervous, and I value scores and reputation too much..."

Harry is no stranger to pre-exam syndrome, because he lost his temper just yesterday in the Slytherin lounge. Lin Baobao always had convulsions before exams, but the little snakes in the first and second grades were frightened by Harry's tantrum, and two of the first-year little snakes were scared to cry by Harry's anger because they were in the common room. Playing around while doing homework.

Harry hugged Hermione and comforted him softly all the time. Many words of comfort and criticism from Pansy and Zabini to him were shamelessly embezzled by him, and then put on Hermione.After Hermione burst into tears for a while, she vented her depression, and her mood became much more stable, only suppressed sobbing remained, but she still didn't get up while lying in Harry's arms. Harry thought that Hermione just calmed down, I feel embarrassed.

He was in a hurry and finally solved Hermione's problem. Harry, who breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt as if someone was staring at him. He raised his head suddenly, and it was Draco—the blue-gray eyes were calmly facing him, The moment their eyes met, Draco acted like the most common reaction among classmates when they meet unexpectedly. He nodded to him lightly, without any surprise or hostility in his eyes, and then Harry saw Draco Laco floated two books from the bookshelf, hugged them in his arms, turned and left without saying a word - of course, this area is full of medicine-related books, it's not surprising that they ran into them, isn't it?

After Draco took the books he needed, he strode away, recalling the scene he had just seen... Draco lowered his head, couldn't control his emotions and suddenly smiled, yes, he is so stupid... Godfather scolded Yes, he is a mountain monster with a mind full of ulala grass.

——Mediocrity, he is pure mediocrity!

Draco lowered his head and tried to adjust the angle of the corners of his mouth a few times. When he walked out of the bookshelf, what appeared in front of everyone was the always indifferent, always noble, and always perfect platinum prince of Slytherin.

Harry froze there, and it took him a long time to regain his senses, and then he noticed that the students coming and going were all unnaturally glanced at him in this row and in his direction. Harry was stunned for a long time before finally After realizing what happened, his little face suddenly burned up, and he didn't dare to push Hermione away rashly, completely at a loss, he swore that he never really... He has true friendship with Hermione, Merlin can testify that he has a magnanimous heart, and he has nothing to be ashamed of or to tell others—but...

but……

Well, now the version of the pink romance rumors can be upgraded with peace of mind. If their behavior was just 'suspect', it can almost be 'certain' now. Oh, the golden boy who didn't watch Slytherin is already too shy Are you blushing?

Hermione didn't know any of this.When she finished crying and finally raised her head, she saw the Wolfsbane Potion Improvement Paper spread out by Harry before seeing Harry's face, and the Ravenclaw little witch's mind was quickly diverted by the potion formula on the paper up!

"Huh? Oh!" The tears on Xiao Wu's face were still wet, but it did not prevent her from showing that mysterious expression as if she knew the secret, "You know it too, don't you? Oh, of course, I know you and him yes……"

"Huh? Oh...it's nothing." After sweeping his eyes, Harry hurriedly pulled up a piece of parchment to take notes. He loves Remus, so naturally he doesn't mind Remus' identity, but he knows how others are afraid of werewolves of.

"Don't bother to cover it up!" The smartest little witch in the whole year is still very smart, Hermione sniffed and wiped her face indifferently, "I already knew that, when Professor Snape made us write two feet The Werewolf Thesis... I don't know, it's really embarrassing... But even so, I still think that Professor Lupine is a person worthy of respect. Besides, has he ever hurt anyone, has he? His little It was not his fault that he was bitten when he was bitten, and he is simply an innocent victim as he is now."

Hearing Hermione's urgent confession, Harry also breathed a sigh of relief, "He's in such a bad condition, I can't imagine if his condition would be worse without this medicine. Headmaster Snape can handle this for him, but Sirius and Remus are not good at potions themselves, he is Dad's best friend, and my godfather's partner, I can't just sit back and watch Let him suffer."

Hermione picked up the recipe, read the whole text, and then bit her lip, "This is the most complicated potion I've ever seen, oh, I'm not sure if it can be brewed successfully...I mean, even though your Potions is very good Well, I'm not sure either..."

"Yeah, I also think it's too complicated, maybe it can be done if you help together." Harry just sighed with emotion, but Hermione seemed to have heard some good advice, and slapped the table, "That's it!"

Harry opened his mouth wide, "Hermione! You're not worried about the exam anymore?"

Hermione waved her hand impatiently as if hearing some joke, "Give up such a good opportunity to study potions for that liar subject of divination? Ha! I must be crazy to think that test scores are more important!"

With Harry's consoling words just now, Hermione felt that there was a saying that was absolutely correct: Exams are just a test of learning effects, and if you regard a means as a goal, it would be too much to lose sight of.She came to the wizarding school to gain more extensive and mysterious knowledge. Knowledge is the most important thing. Driving herself crazy just for a high score in an exam is simply not worth the candle!

Hermione, who was completely freed, devoted 120 points of enthusiasm to knowledge itself, but became indifferent to exam review, and participated in Harry's research on the brewing experiment of Wolfsbane potion. With the joint efforts of all excellent students who are already in the third grade, and they are not afraid of the blow of failure, after a month, after repeated trials and efforts, they finally brewed a light bean green potion that is very similar to the description in the book.

"We made it?" Harry wiped his sweat.

"Well," Hermione scooped up a spoonful and brought it closer to smell it. Bitter almonds were sour. "It seems to be all right. The last step is to take it to Professor Snape for identification."

Hermione has a Muggle class in the afternoon, which is on the fifth floor, so Harry is the only one waiting at the door of the potions classroom in the cellar with a potion. The professor will be here to enchant the second-year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws later. Yaoliantang.

"It's the medicine you brewed for Professor Lupine," Harry tried his best to conceal his words among a group of trembling little badgers rushing to the classroom, "I learned to make it according to your improved formula... ...I don't know if there is any problem with the efficacy of the medicine, so I would like to ask you to identify it, professor."

"One, a bold attempt." Professor Snape raised his eyebrows and said lightly, he glanced at the contents of the cup without even taking it, and began to caress Harry in a full-scale snake king's venom style, "After three years After the teaching, I think that thing full of Ula grass on your neck should remember that the dangers and accidents that may occur in the process of brewing a completely unfamiliar high-level potion are very high, especially when you are like a stinger This danger is more likely to be exacerbated by your rude behavior, I remember warning you at the beginning of the term not to brew potions outside of the potions classroom and without supervision, before you passed the OWLs !"

After Professor Snape finished speaking, he grabbed the cup, observed the sight and smell, and finally analyzed it completely with his wand. His face seemed less serious, but maybe it was just Harry's illusion. Professor Snape returned the cup to Harry, " I have to say, if the dragon liver is crushed instead of chopped, and the two-eared grass is split in the middle instead of being cut into sections, then this potion—barely can pass.”

"Yes, Professor." Harry was a little disappointed, he thought... well, anyway, a little flaw, it will be fine next time, "Thank you, Professor Snape."

Before entering the classroom to skin a room full of badgers, Professor Snape seemed to give Harry a final pass with great reluctance, "Considering Professor Lupine's rough stomach trained in years of rough life, this dose of medicine... Use it on him."

Harry smiled, his particularly tough troll-like nerves attracted Professor Snape's look of contempt before he left, but for Remus, there is nothing better than Harry helping him brew Wolfsbane himself Potion was even more pleasing, since he was a werewolf after all, he was very afraid that Harry would not be able to bear the alienation and fear of him if he knew the truth, but Harry—he was indeed his father's good son!

In such a happy atmosphere, Remus couldn't help but reveal a little bit of the exam content at the end of this semester to Harry, although he knew that Harry's performance in Defense Against the Dark Arts was enough to prove that he was fully capable of reaching a O (excellent).After hinting that there will be Boggarts in the exam content, Harry really got a little interested. He wanted to compete with Boggarts for a long time. Really, he didn't know what he was afraid of!

Three weeks later, they ushered in exam week.

The rest of the subjects are nothing worth mentioning, but the exam content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is very good. Professor Lupine arranged for them an exam similar to an obstacle course. First, they have to kill a pond with Grindylow, and then destroy A series of potholes full of red hats, then take out the Xinkpunk in the swamp who gave you wrong instructions, then reach the end of the classroom and face a Boggart - the last level, Professor Lupine will give you score.

Of course Harry was invincible, all the way to block and kill gods, Buddhas blocked Buddhas, and finally when he faced Boggart, what he feared most in front of him was the reenactment of the scene in the secret room: an outstanding, handsome and The proud Slytherin, with a look of death in his eyes, raised his chin and raised his wand, with a contemptuous and cruel arc on the corner of his mouth, Harry knew that 'he' should be Tom Riddle, once, now, Future Voldemort!

But...but...he's not!

Tears welled up in Harry's eyes, it was not 'Tom' standing in front of him, but 'Draco'.

Harry was holding the wand, trembling violently, unable to resist at all, in fact he knew a lot of curses, Baisiris' mischievous mentality and Lucius' dark teaching of "prevention is essential" - but, he couldn't!

Looking into that person, looking into that face, looking into those blue-gray eyes...he just can't!

Even though he knew it was just a stupid Boggart, at this moment, Harry understood that no matter what Draco became in the future, no matter what they became in the future, he would never be able to use his ten The one-inch holly phoenix tail pointed at Draco.