[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct 53: Be careful with love

All the way back to the dormitory without any disturbance, the moment Harry saw the golden egg, he forgot all the troubles he had just had at the dance, and took the golden egg off the mantelpiece in a hurry. Putting down the Silencing Charm, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Draco took off the dress that restrained people, and the pins on the collar should also be restored to their original state. He just hates the hustle and bustle and finds an excuse to get out. Regarding the golden egg, even if he has no past life experience to cheat, he already knows its secret.Draco picked up the golden egg, pointed to the surface, "Did you see the words on the outside?"

"Ah? That's a word, I thought it was a pattern!"

Draco patted the little black cat on the head, for his ignorance, "That's the mermaid's writing, I checked the information, it's a mermaid song praising water."

"So... since it's a mermaid thing, maybe we should put it in the water and try to open it—oh, this is a great conjecture!" Harry snapped his fingers and threw the golden egg into the bathtub excitedly In the bathroom, put the bath water, and then go back to the room and can't wait to get naked - of course they want to be together, anyway, the bathtub is big enough, isn't it?

More than 20 faucets are filled with water, and even the largest bathtub will be full soon.A small towel was put on the waist, and the two jumped into it with a plop. The golden egg was suspended in the water. When it was opened again this time, there was no such scary banshee-like scream as before, and only the golden egg could be seen. The golden light shone out, and it continued to spit out bubbles like a fish.

"It seems to be singing, did you hear it?" Harry stared at the egg under the water.

Draco took a deep breath and dived, and Harry sank as well.

It was a very soft female chorus, erratic and soft, very nice, not at all like the banshee screaming before, but the lyrics were not so pleasant - well, I have to admit that I can appreciate the hidden meaning Great danger.

[Find us where our voices sound,

We cannot sing on the ground.

As you search, think carefully about:

We stole your most beloved baby.

You only have an hour,

To find and recapture what we took,

After an hour there is no hope,

It has completely disappeared and will never appear. ]

The singing was repeated, Harry listened to it twice to make sure that there was no new content, he couldn't hold his breath, he struggled to float up to the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily, luckily the warrior wasn't him, he was a lame landlubber !But what's the use of swimming?An hour underwater, are they kidding?

Harry felt like his guts were screwing together unless—

"Draco, I don't remember very clearly, but it seems that I read a kind of head-bubbling spell in some book. I'll check it out again, but will it work..."

Draco interrupted him, "[Look for us, where our voices sound, we can't sing on the ground.] That means they are merfolk, Harry, you say, the venue of the match should be Black Lake."

Harry nodded, "I think so, but there are still mermaids in the Black Lake, I really didn't know that."

Draco smiled, that smile seemed to be treacherous and proud, "The Black Lake should also be counted as a part of Hogwarts, so it should also be counted within the scope that can be effectively driven and restrained by the contract."

But—isn’t that—isn’t—cheating?

Harry rubbed his head, looked at the golden egg in the water, and then at Draco...the whole body jumped on it and wrestled, "Draco! Your idea is so, so, so stupid!"

They were used to each other, used to expressing their excitement and support in this way, but this time Harry forgot, they were in the bathtub, they were - naked.

Therefore, at the moment when Draco hugged Harry who was flying over, the smooth feeling of skin-to-skin contact made the two of them feel wrong.

The internal organs that were once entangled, at this moment, Harry felt that they had disappeared.

Draco held Harry for what felt like a century, and he was puzzled to find that he didn't seem to want to let go. Harry's skin was smooth and flawless, and it felt very—beautiful in his hands.And at such a close distance, even when he could clearly see his own reflection in those green eyes, he still couldn't find even a trace of the smoothness destroyed by the pores—compared to the pale face of the The freckles on the bridge of the nose that the domineering blond girl can't hide at close range——Harry, who has a honey-colored and healthy complexion, is absolutely a world of difference, a perfect existence.Thinking of this, Draco was keenly aware of his body reacting, and before any embarrassment occurred, he let go of Harry and took a step back.

Harry was pushed away, and he looked at Draco at an arm's length away, feeling the return of his guts that had just disappeared, but this time, they seemed to have been filled with lead before being stuffed back.

At night, Harry had that dream again, he still didn't see his face clearly, he just felt comfortable being touched, like floating in a cloud, and this time, he even blushed in the middle of the night and got up to wash his underwear secretly.

Draco didn't sleep well in his room either, because when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly realized that the mermaid and the black lake were only part of the second event. In fact, the most important condition was that he must Rescue his 'beloved baby' within an hour or lose him forever.

—— Candidate, there is no doubt.

Draco didn't know if there would be a tragedy if he couldn't be rescued. He had no experience in his previous life, because all the hostages were finally rescued safely last time. Of course, Draco didn't doubt himself He will not allow himself to stumble on the second project, but—fear and worry always need no rational reason, right?

That night, Draco had a nightmare.

He dreamed of the black cave by the sea that they visited during their vacation, he dreamed that Dumbledore used necromancy to summon the dripping Regulus from the bottom of the lake, and he saw that pale and terrifying face like a dead fish , he was about to grab Harry's hand beside him, but he suddenly found that Harry was gone. When he looked around, he suddenly found that Harry was lying there dripping wet, his skin was blue and white and swollen——

"I'm sorry you didn't come back on time, Draco." Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder regretfully.

Sirius yelled at him with bloodshot eyes, "You killed Harry, Draco!"

Draco woke up drenched in a cold sweat.

Holding his own quilt, sitting on the bed gasping for the cold midnight air, he admitted that when he saw Harry...

Draco swore he was going to get it done as fast as he could, whether he needed to turn Black Lake upside down or something!

Before Draco decided to turn the Black Lake upside down, a Yule Ball had turned Hogwarts upside down.It was as if the campus had been washed down with a love potion. The number of couples increased overnight, and there were couples and groups of people passing through the grass, corridors and castles everywhere. Harry, a natural fool, would not have noticed such a change, but he couldn't bear it. Some people swagger in front of him all day long.

No, not alone!

In fact, in the common room, if it’s not couples sitting together and making love to each other, it’s a small group of boys and a small group of girls sitting together: the topic of chatting is the opposite sex.In one of these small chat worlds, Blaise was talking about his fiery evening with a charming half-breed eaglet.

Harry has been studying the improved formula of fireworks for the 'Weasley Potter Brothers' joke product that Fred arranged for him, and he can't help but roll his eyes when he hears this, if that girl knows about her secret date with Blaise After being publicized with such fanfare, how could she have the face to face others?It's no wonder he didn't break up with Blaise, when his charming kitty flew away, let's see how Blaise cried!

"Stop being funny, baby!" Brace squeezed his ass next to Harry, "There are thousands of beautiful women in the world, you don't think I'll let myself hang myself from a tree?"

"What do you mean?" Harry raised his eyebrows, "She's your girlfriend!"

"Hahaha, my innocent baby Harry." Blaise seemed to have heard some interesting topic, "How could she be my girlfriend, the goddess I love is still a shining star in the sky." Blaise finished Troubadour, bluntly, "I wouldn't marry a half-blood."

"Then you still...?" The little black cat was surprised and angry.

"Hey, baby, the accumulation of charm and experience, understand?" Blaise comforted him, then suddenly remembered something, smiled like a thief, and hugged Harry, "I said Harry baby, Have you ever - that? Of course, if you tickle your little fingers, I bet they'll be eager to climb into your bed, come on, share the experience."

Harry felt that his face was going to burn, he didn't know whether it was anger or shame, but the people around him all looked very interested, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all.

"You, you—you—" Harry was annoyed, "how can you mess around with someone you don't like?"

The boys in the group burst into laughter for a moment, and many of them even rubbed Harry's hair fiercely.

Blaise laughed so hard that he almost suffocated, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, he turned Harry's face, and kissed him hard, "Oh, baby, you are so charming, if I didn't dislike men, I would die I will also pack you up and take you away, eat and wipe clean!"

Harry wiped the drool off his face in disgust, and said sarcastically, "Thank you, thank you for your patronage, I am very grateful."

"It doesn't matter that much." Montai also sat down, "It's a normal... normal impulse of puberty."

He'd definitely seen Prime Minister—Harry grumbled inwardly.

"However, if you can't control your desires and you feel heat when you see the opposite sex, how is it different from an animal?"

"Don't be so serious," Blaise finally stopped laughing, and after coughing his throat, he said seriously, "Harry, if you really keep thinking like this, I can guarantee that when you graduate, you Will be the only virgin in the whole school, oh, maybe you'll be the only virgin in Slytherin's fourth year by now."

Harry looked contemptuous, "Don't think that everyone thinks like you, Draco wouldn't be so promiscuous!" Harry said confidently, but as soon as he finished speaking, half of the people around him were shocked. Looking at him with the eyes of encountering a basilisk, the other half rolled their eyes, completely speechless.

"You, why do you all have such expressions?" Harry couldn't help stammering.

Brace: "Honey, you're really, really, really cute!"

Monty: "To be honest, I firmly believe that Draco is the first guy in your fourth year to officially and successfully step into the ranks of mature men."

Bletch showed pity on his face: "Baby Harry, Your Royal Highness is very experienced!"

"How do you know?"

Blake sighed, "Because he is Malfoy. Malfoy is perfect and never rude to others, or at least, didn't you find that Draco was very calm when facing Fleur? Have you ever seen the whole school How many people can be as calm as him in front of that Veela?"

Harry was very confident, "And me! I haven't seen a beautiful woman like you..."

"That's because you're dull and naturally stupid!" Blake commented unceremoniously, and by the way pushed Monty aside and sat over, "Would Draco be as stupid as you? No! So there is only one explanation, He dismisses it! He's used to it! He's seen better!"

Malfoy is no different from the usual pure-blood family. Malfoy's parents bought two veela from the black market to guide his young heir to maturity. The well-known Bletch is quite familiar with this set, and for no other reason, there is such a thing locked in the basement of Bletch's house now-veela-the object of his adolescence enlightenment, and now his exclusive plaything for holidays.

Draco behaved like a gentleman at school, cautious in words and deeds, but that was only out of a cautious attitude towards the family. Of course, the future mistress of Malfoy Manor should not be a young master who is young and absurd. Girls who do not choose.

The talk here is in full swing, Draco came back from the library, still holding a big thick book in his arms—the three strong warriors are so pitiful, when everyone is still indulging in the holiday carnival, he has to pay for the second one project effort.

"Draco!" Harry hurriedly called people to stop, he wanted to ask that question properly.

Draco was pulled into the small circle, listened to other people's gossip, heard Harry stammering and repeating the topic, did not say a word, directly picked up the big thick book, and slapped Li nodded his head, stood up at the same time, picked up his little black cat, and looked like he wanted to go back to the dormitory for training, training——

"Hey——Draco! Although Harry's words have insulted your majesty and reputation, but for the sake of him being a Slytherin baby, you don't want to destroy the corpse!" Blaise said righteously , that is, the evil look cannot be hidden in the expression.

"Of course not." Draco raised one eyebrow, turned and left gracefully with the little black cat in his hand.

As soon as he got back to the dormitory, Draco put on a serious face, "You are not allowed to participate in those people's messy chats."

"Do you think I'm rare?" Harry was very upset, and he was still angry!But one thing is important - "Draco, you, you, you really...really..." Confidently, he stammered and blushed at the end.

Draco put down his schoolbag and squinted at him, "What? Do you still have doubts about my ability and experience? Then, should I show it in person, according to the habit of thousands of years ago, to help the young chicks around me experience the first lesson of their lives At first Draco was joking, but for some reason, when he thought of Harry lying on the bed, Draco immediately thought of the day in the bathroom, when Harry snuggled into his arms, his body was honey-colored, soft and as smooth as butter His skin... the lower body reacted immediately.

Harry had already been distracted by Draco's first sentence, and now his mind is full of some kind of picture in "Youth Enlightenment", "You, you, you... so there really are! Is that 'Cream Cake'... no, no, Medusa... er, the little blond girl from Greengrass?"

"Astoria?" Draco coughed to get rid of the embarrassment, and frowned in surprise, "Why do you think so?"

"no?"

"I don't want to marry her!"

"But Blaise said that getting a girlfriend doesn't necessarily mean getting married!" Harry accused loudly as if grasping the handle.

"The premise is that the girl's family background is ordinary, and he can't make her belly bigger!" Draco suddenly remembered something, raised his eyebrows, and raised Harry with a sinister tone, "Listen, if you don't want to cause trouble, Just stay away from girls from those families, like the Parkinsons, the Greengrasses, the Burnss... If these girls get involved, they have to be married, understand?" Draco looked at Harry blinking his emerald green eyes With big eyes, he immediately added viciously, "No other girls!" Draco thought about how he was in the common room just now, and had to add, "Be careful with those boys too!"

"What?" Harry snapped back loudly—didn't it mean Draco, why did it seem like he had become promiscuous in the end?

Draco picked up the notebook next to the coffee table and slapped him hard, gritted his teeth, "Idiot!" Didn't he see that some people stared at him like wolves with green eyes? "Anyway, you have to be careful about everything, don't let someone put a love potion into the pumpkin juice, and then someone strips you naked, eats it and wipes it clean, don't come back and cry!"

Harry's face turned completely green, when did school become so scary?