[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin Code of Conduct Five: Do things to perfection

Harry was thankful he could find an excuse to sneak out of the house during the school holidays.The school arranged holiday social activities for all the students during the holidays. On the [-]th of July, Harry made perfect use of this, "Aunt... my study group is going to the central business district of Surrey tomorrow Going to a bazaar, uh, to save polar bears." Harry cringed under the suspicious eyes of his long-necked Aunt Petunia, making excuses, "May I... go?"

This is a very common social activity. The teacher usually gives each student a box of individually packaged candies with fundraising significance before the holiday, so that the children can save polar bears (humpback whales, humpback whales, In the name of the Alaskan brown bear, the Chinese panda, the Congo giant spider...), they took these things to the street and sold them to passers-by, and the adults who passed by in a hurry usually would not be stingy with their love and a shilling or two.

After the school starts, the students need to return the specified amount of cost to the teacher, and the remaining part is used as a reward, which becomes the pocket money that the children can control freely.Dudley's share, of course, was eaten by himself, and Aunt Petunia would never skimp on two pounds of candy money for her dear little Dada anyway, but Harry, the nasty little monster, of course needed Responsible for his own portion of the 'candy loan'!

Harry, who was finally allowed to go out, was nervously pinching his own box of 'Polar Bear Fundraising Assignments', not even noticing that Dudley shot greedy, eager and eager shark-like eyes at the chocolate box in his hand.Harry has been vacillating between believing in science and indulging in dreams.

For a whole month and a half, Harry kept reminiscing about that short-lived relationship over and over again. For some reason, the more he recalled, the more blurred his memory of that day became. Later, Harry even wondered if he really had hallucinations, as if He dreamed of a motorcycle flying in the sky, but Aunt Petunia always scolded him severely!His uncle even maliciously repeatedly educated him that the psychiatrist pointed out that if the mind is too obsessed with one thing, people will suffer from a kind of mental illness that regards dreams as reality-this undoubtedly made Harry's spirit worse.

Harry comforted himself countless times, if the agreement that day finally proved to be a dream, then he would go to the central area to sell candy.Uh, if it wasn't a dream, if it really wasn't a dream, Harry was sitting in his cupboard biting his lower lip, his green eyes were cloudy, then he could only drag Draco to sell candy with him— He's never had a birthday, and he doesn't even know what to do to call it a birthday...

The candy box in Harry's hands was badly deformed.

On July 31, the day of Harry Potter's ninth birthday, Harry tried his best to find a piece of his most decent clothes-just a sweatshirt that was clean and not too bulky, as for fading and arms The large pilling on the elbows and the front of the front has been ignored.

"This is not for a birthday appointment, Harry!" Harry Potter stood at the door of No. [-] Privet Drive, nervously holding the candy box in his hand and sniffing fiercely, "You should dress neatly, and you can only sell candies when you are selling them." Make a good impression on others." Deep down, Harry kept persuading himself to believe that what happened that day was just a dream, so that it would only make him sadder when he was disappointed later.After all, it was his birthday, and while his birthday was never better, at least it shouldn't be.

Draco was wearing a sky blue silk blouse with a dark twill check, no decorations, no pins - no pins at all!Draco frowned, poor Muggle taste!

His lower body was wearing slightly elastic washed cloth jeans, which were completely hooped around his legs. Every step he took seemed to be wading in waist-deep water. Draco had a black face; he also carried a standard Muggle-sized schoolbag on his shoulders. There is no need for him to carry such a big bag with the space bag, but the book specifically warns that you can't take something much larger than the money bag from the money bag in front of Muggles, it will violate the wizard secrecy law, Draco scoffed at that.

As for the shoes, Draco snorted, thinking Larch wasn't stupid enough.

So, after turning the corner of Privet Drive, Harry Potter with a disturbed and sad face, first saw the pale blond hair shining in the sun, and then Draco Malfoy who was covered in low pressure.

"I, you... Draco, I thought, I thought..." The joy of a dream come true was almost too much for Harry to bear.

"What do you think?" Dracora walked over with a long face, "You think you expect me to give you a good face after you are late?"

"no……"

"No, let's go!" Draco turned his head, striding forward to lead Harry Potter towards the street.

Harry followed suit, "Um... Draco, where are we going?"

"What? Do you have a plan?"

"I..." Harry hugged his donation candy box, "If you don't mind, I think we can go to the central business district to sell candies together, to save polar bears..." His voice caught Draco's eyes. The vision is getting smaller and smaller, so I can only explain to myself dryly, "I think this will be a meaningful birthday."

Draco stood down and crossed his arms across his chest, raising his eyebrows, "Well, if you'd rather stand begging in the street with that broken box than go to a Muggle zoo, I'm... fine."

"Zoo?" Harry's eyes lit up instantly, and his voice couldn't hide his excitement, "Draco, you mean..."

"Then in this scream comparable to a Yorkshire Banshee," Draco lifted his chin and interrupted Harry's excitement in a slow voice, "may I think so, the great Harry Potter?" His Excellency's proposal for a visit to relatives at a Muggle zoo ... Approved?"

This time, before Harry could speak, the athletic blond boy jumped onto the Muggle bus that had just pulled in, carrying the fluffy green-eyed animal.

What a joke, since he said it was a birthday celebration, would he still allow him to find an excuse to get past it?

What did you take Malfoy's promise for?

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Harry was going crazy.

In addition to running around to feed the orangutans and watching the dolphin show all day long, he was also lucky enough to eat a three-layer chocolate vanilla sundae, two fried cod steaks, a large beef burger set, and countless exquisite snacks , candies and drinks, all brought by Draco, even if they cost money to buy, Draco paid for it, which made Harry a little embarrassed when he was happy, but Draco just squinted at him, "If you put It would be nice to have them as birthday presents!"

Harry hadn't figured it out, but he swore it was the best birthday present he'd ever had!

"All we have left is the reptile house." Harry and Draco sat in the dining area, and Harry looked at the small corner of the map, a little regretful.Because they came out early, they were the first tourists to come in today. The over-excited Harry trotted from one cage to another, which saved a lot of time. After noon, they are almost finished shopping. Of course, if they don’t mind, they can watch the Dolphin Theater again. The 3D rescue wild animal promotional movie is also very cool. It is worth watching again, um, or go to feed the orangutans for afternoon tea?

Draco admitted that he chose this place entirely because of his curiosity about non-magical creatures, and it happened that this place was not far from where Harry lived, but at this moment, when Harry mentioned the Reptile House, he suddenly started from the beginning Under Draco's feet.

Reptiles - Snakes!

Draco remembered that in the second grade of their previous life, Potter exposed the fact that he was a Parseltongue. Until now Draco didn't know why Potter was a Parseltongue?This news made all the Slytherins lose face at the time. A purebred Gryffindor actually became the descendant of Slytherin?And the savior Potter is also a vanguard fighter holding high the banner of the anti-pure-blood idea, and the pure-blood belief is precisely the unswerving belief in the hearts of all Slytherins.

Draco couldn't sit still, and without a word, he took Harry, who was holding a grilled chicken leg in his mouth, to the reptile hall, and then found in despair that the green-eyed feline squinted its green eyes with a smile, Lying affectionately in front of the glass enclosure of the twenty-foot-long Brazilian boa constrictor, hissing and chatting happily with the big snake inside.

Hearing that hissing sound that seemed to send chills down the spine, and the terrifying memories of the Dark Lord swept over him, for a moment, Draco felt that he was powerless to shake off the awe that was born in his heart.However, when his father's humiliation, his mother's tears and the scene of his own dying were reflected in his mind one after another, Draco strangely and completely calmed down again.

The Dark Lord has gone mad. His tyranny, enslavement, and bullying are destined to bring the pure-blooded ancient family to the road of destruction. In the last life, Draco finally saw this clearly, so he turned his back on the battlefield, but it was a pity that he did not escape at the last moment. He has passed the death curse of the Dark Lord, but he does not regret it. Malfoy is not afraid of death, and he fights for his faith and dignity, even though death is an honor.And in this life, he will never let that ugly, crazy, despicable snake-faced monster have a chance to hurt his family, humiliate his belief, and trample on the dignity of the pure-blooded family!

Draco took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. No, he still advocates pure blood and insists on his beliefs, but this road to glory does not necessarily have to be led by that snake-faced monster.He is the heir of the oldest outstanding pure-blood family. He is reborn as a human being. He is powerful and knows how to cherish. He is still young, and everything will be long in the future.

Draco has clearly planned his future life goals in his heart. The most important thing is to kill the snake-faced monster first. In this regard, Draco, who has learned the content of the prophecy from his previous life, knows that Harry is the Dark Lord His hit nemesis, and this time, he'll be on the savior's side from the start, helping him achieve that goal.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

"Draco, come and meet Daisy." Harry had climbed over the railing and climbed onto the platform, beckoning Draco excitedly, "Daisy said she didn't like her cage at all."

very good! In less than 5 minutes, he had already exchanged Christian names with a snake!The veins on Draco's forehead were looming, did Troll Potter have any bloody alertness?

"Chat? With a snake?"

"I can understand her." The green-eyed little black cat shrugged easily, with a sophisticated look, "Uh, I mean, we are wizards, aren't we?"

A flash of lightning flashed in Draco's eyes, and then he picked up the little green-eyed snake-kissed sphinx monster who had not forgotten to bid farewell to the Brazilian boa constrictor while struggling and turned away. Future business partners, at least popularize the most basic common sense of wizards——Merlin, Draco suddenly doubted his plan, let the impulsive and reckless lion learn to think with his brain before stretching his paws, it seems that he is better than him. It is even more difficult for a snail to recite Shakespeare's sonnets.

There were not so many people on the grass in the picnic area of ​​the park at noon. Draco found a shady place, spread out a picnic blanket, and then took out a gold-red-gold-red rare leather handbag from the Muggle backpack. Women's shoulder bag—I don't know if it's because of the typical Gryffindor color, or because of the congratulatory message, Draco hissed through his teeth as if he had been punched, "Ha Happy birthday, Lee, s..." At the same time, he handed the things in his hand to Harry.

"D... Draco!" Harry stammered, his cat eyes widened, looking at the thing that was handed under his nose in surprise... Did he prepare him a birthday present?He thought...

"Great Lord Harry Potter, do you have such high taste that you already despise gifts?" Draco said sarcastically, but his hands had already shoved the bag into Harry's arms viciously.

Harry was holding the gold-red-gold handbag. Although it would be strange for a boy to hold a red handbag, Harry touched the unknown animal leather on it. This was the first time in his life that he received a decent bag. and from the workmanship of the shiny clasp adorning it, Harry guessed it must be expensive.

Harry blushed like the handbag, and twisted and twisted, and finally muttered, but sincerely, "Thank you."

Draco turned his head and hummed softly to show he heard, but the tips of his ears were as red as Harry's face.