Platinum warm sun

【Fives】

Leisurely afternoon.

Draco hooked his lips.As soon as he left the main building of the castle, he saw the figure with the same platinum-blonde hair as himself sitting under the tree by the black lake, seriously flipping through the books in his hand, and occasionally took out a biscuit from the pocket next to him and chewed it carefully.

Even though I saw the way of chewing countless times in the past few afternoons, I still think so—it really looks like a hamster.The corners of the mouth bulged slightly, slowly moving the upper and lower gums, the pink tongue inadvertently stretched out and licked the debris at the corners of the mouth, then wrinkled the tip of the nose, and blew a strand of hair that was in front of his eyes.

With his slender legs, he walked towards the lake without any haste.

Anastasia heard the sound of footsteps close at hand, tilted her head while subconsciously clenched the wand in her hand and adjusted it to the best defensive direction.When he raised his head, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, allowing the shadow to cover his book, and at the same time, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and finally held back that bitter smile—— Anastasia, you are really suspicious.

However, the habit developed over the years, and I have never tried to truly trust a person for so long, how can it be changed so easily?

"Good afternoon, Draco." With a magnetic voice that was always clear but somewhat hoarse, she changed her words calmly, as if that was what she should have called the boy.

Draco felt a throbbing pain in his heart for no reason.What made the girl with such an innocent smile turn into what she is now—the maturity and vicissitudes in her voice that do not match her age, it seems that she has experienced countless times, her emotions are almost invisible, always With a calm expression, he will subconsciously enter a defensive state when he sees someone coming--the eyesight he has cultivated for many years as a Seeker makes him not miss this tiny movement--even though he is just a barely grown wizard, he watches all day long. This kind of loud and advanced spell book, the use of silent spells is more proficient than adult wizards.But what he cared about the most was how such a healthy girl had a face that was paler than his and a figure that was so thin that she seemed to fall down when blowing.

He will never forget Madam Pomfrey's expression of surprise when she saw her unconscious yesterday, mixed with pity and shock, and "Merlin!" "The Cruciatus Curse..." and other words.

My Stacey, what have you experienced in the 8 years since you were 10 years old?

Draco squatted down, stretched out his right hand and rubbed the top of Anastasia's hair, "Good afternoon, Stacey."

Anastasia rubbed her slightly sore eyes, and then watched helplessly that the large tome on her lap had been removed, replaced by a lying platinum head.

She lifted her thin lips in bewilderment, "Della..."

Draco smiled lightly, moved his head, found a more comfortable position, then parted his thin lips slightly, and said two words, "Afternoon—sleep."

Anastasia suddenly felt that the troubled face in front of her was extremely flat.Angrily, she inserted her slender and fair fingers into the boy's hair and rubbed it fiercely, and then reluctantly smoothed his hair back to its original shape amidst the boy's faint leering.

Wouldn't it be nice if life could be this comfortable forever?

It's a pity that Merlin has always been a guy who likes to join in the fun.

Dear Stacey, the wheel of fortune is only just beginning to turn.

"That's it, at the upcoming Christmas party, we will welcome our old Hogwarts friends, student representatives from Durmstrang College and Beauxbaton College, to celebrate Christmas with us. "McGonagall's majestic voice sounded during the dinner and spread to every corner of the auditorium.Whispering voices sounded immediately.

The fork in Anastasia's hand paused slightly.

Now is the most important period for the post-war recovery of the entire wizarding world. At this time, the fellowship among the three major magic schools in Europe is nothing more than to promote communication between the schools, and then unite young wizards to prevent similar chaos from happening again in the short term. Appear.Similarly, this is also a warning to Voldemort's remaining accomplices and others who want to take advantage of the chaos to gain something - the combined strength of the three major magic schools almost represents the magical strength of the entire Europe, not a small one. The organization and the remaining party can be shaken.It's a very smart move, both in the short term and in the long run.

However, Durmstrang.

Anastasia seemed to have noticed the gaze from the teacher's desk, raised her head, and nodded calmly to Scarti who was looking at her with some worry, and then looked away.The part where the fingertips pinched the fork was slightly white.

What should come will always come, since this is what you want, then I will carry it out.

My responsibility has never retreated.

Christmas came very fast.Perhaps because of the regularity of life, by the time Anastasia felt the breath of Christmas, the Great Hall of Hogwarts had already been filled with Christmas decorations.

The number of people staying in school this year is exceptionally high.After all, compared to a family with only a few wizards, Hogwarts seemed much safer—especially after going through that war, the strength of Hogwarts was self-evident.

Everyone is waiting for the arrival of representatives from the two schools.

"Victor will still come this year." Hermione whispered to Ginny excitedly, without receiving Ron's big eyes.

Ron bared his teeth impatiently, "Didn't that guy graduate from Durmstrang long ago? Why are you here to join in the fun!"

Hermione turned around, "Victor wrote to me saying that he is the representative of the graduates. But I think he is almost the top student from Durmstrang in recent years, and he is quite famous all over the world. Card After Karlov left, his role in uniting people's hearts cannot be underestimated in Durmstrang, so he stayed at the school as an instructor after graduation."

Ron was still mumbling.

Anastasia glanced secretly at Hermione.With a wise mind and calm analysis, it doesn't take many years for this girl to become a figure in the wizarding world.

At this moment, the door of the auditorium has been opened.

The first to enter were Beauxbaton's students.Behind Mrs. Maxim's body that cannot be easily ignored are petite girls in silk robes. It makes people instantly understand what is meant by contrast in the true sense.

In the corner of the line of sight, Hagrid, the hunting ground guard at Hogwarts and the professor of protection of magical creatures, walked towards Madam Maxim with big strides.

Merlin, their child will not be a taller giant.Anastasia complained silently in her heart.

What followed was, of course, the Durmstrang student representatives led by Viktor Krum.

Anastasia turned her head, her indifferent gaze met Krum's original gaze on Hermione, and it was no surprise that she found imperceptible surprise in his eyes.

After the Christmas fellowship began, Beauxbaton's girls followed Mrs. Maxime and took their seats at the long table in Gryffindor.Coupled with the two big statures of Madam Maxim and Hagrid, the long table seemed quite crowded.Under the decision of Hermione and Ginny without hesitation, the three moved to the long table in Ravenclaw, leaving Harry and Ron surrounded by Beauxbaton's enthusiastic girls.

Durmstrang's students sat down in batches, most of them sitting on the long table of Slytherin.

All development should have been peaceful.

The banquet should have ended successfully, but it just should.

Hogwarts students returned to the dormitory scattered, leaving behind some senior students, some were still chatting with students from the two schools, and some were chatting enthusiastically

Most of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's students came to Hogwarts for the first time, and they were more or less curious about this strange old castle.

"Although Durmstrang is a bit colder, it is still unmatched by Hogwarts. Tsk tsk, look at this dilapidated little auditorium." On the long Slytherin table, a man in a bright fox fur coat The young man glanced at the Hogwarts auditorium with a slight disgust, his voice was shrill, revealing disgusting arrogance.

Really, more Slytherin than Slytherin.

Ginny and Hermione rolled their eyes at the same time, but Anastasia just cast a faint glance.

The young master of the Dogorton family, Durmstrang's sixth grader.

On the long Slytherin table, many people frowned.Although Slytherin is definitely not popular in Hogwarts, it is undeniable that in terms of aristocratic etiquette, it is by no means comparable to that of students from other colleges.

"As long as you can teach enough outstanding students, isn't that enough? It's a pity that Durmstrang's luxurious castle doesn't seem to teach students what education is." Draco took a sip of butter beer, squinted He raised his eyes and said calmly.

Most of the people in the auditorium had already dispersed, and the words on the long Slytherin table became much clearer in the empty auditorium.

Anastasia's lips twitched casually.

Obviously, the boy was annoyed, his fair face flushed red.

"Damn Malfoy, do you really think that you are the omnipotent young master of Malfoy Manor? Come on, who doesn't know about your family! It's just a descendant of Death Eaters." The boy raised his chin angrily.

Draco's face froze, his lips paled slightly.Malfoy Manor was no longer its former glory, he knew it.But he will do his best to help his mother control the family, and it is not difficult to gain a foothold in the noble class.However, how can it feel good when the wound is torn open abruptly by others.

Seeing that Draco's face became even paler, the boy couldn't help but look a little more smug, and wanted to continue provoking.

Krum, Durmstrang's leader, frowned slightly.Although that kid Malfoy was never likable, there were still a few people involved in that war.The aristocratic class, more or less, had dealt with Voldemort or Death Eaters at the beginning.What's more, they are representatives of Durmstrang, how can the communication between the three schools at the Christmas party be destroyed by the students of their own school.

This loss, but Durmstrang's face.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to stop him, a powerful coercion came from behind. Before he could take out his wand and turn around, a silver shadow floated by his side in an instant, with anger that could not be ignored.

It was a phoenix patron saint, with its gorgeous silver wings spread out, and its proud head lifted up. Under the candlelight, there was a little bit of silver light, and the bright colors flowed around the phoenix's body, like a living thing, and it volleyed in front of the boy in an instant. , The voice that came out was gloomy and hoarse.

The boy turned pale with fright at the sudden appearance of the patron saint.

When Krum turned his head, he saw that the girl had stood up from the long table in Ravenclaw, her green eyes, which were indifferent in the past, reflected the lights of the hall, and her two thin lips opened and closed together with the beak of the phoenix— —

"Apologize--"

The boy froze in place, his lips turning pale.

Krum sighed.So, is that boy her taboo?

This was the third gaffe he'd seen her do.Ten years, just three times.And the most blatant is this time.

Krum frowned severely, and a majestic voice sounded, "Dougerton, apologize to Master Malfoy."

The boy surnamed Dogorton stared incredulously at the powerful Patronus in front of him, without turning to Malfoy, with an undisguised shock and panic on his face.

Krum turned around and walked towards the Gryffindor table step by step.

"Vicodor..." Hermione didn't respond for a moment.The patron saint just now... She glanced at Anastasia, who was still standing beside the table with a cold anger on her face, and she couldn't believe it.

Why, Stasi, who has always been indifferent, is so angry with Malfoy?

Krum paused for two seconds until Anastasia's eyes turned to him.

He bowed towards Anastasia in a gentlemanly manner, "I'm sorry, Miss S... Hill. For the unhappiness caused by the students I lead, I apologize on his behalf. "

The entire auditorium was silent, and everyone turned their attention to Ravenclaw's long table.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and it was no surprise that they found the same surprise in each other's eyes as themselves.

Anastasia pursed her lips, stared at Krum for a long time, then turned away from the long table.After taking two or three steps, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and she could vaguely see her slightly raised jaw from behind.The true aristocratic demeanor never needs to be deliberately displayed.Miss Hill's elegance and aristocratic temperament are naturally brought out from the bottom of her heart, her cool voice is still full of suppressed anger, it is not clear, it is even more hoarse, "Vicodor, take care of you The people under you. You know better than me what the students of Durmstrang should and shouldn’t do. I don’t think I need to tell you. You also understand my bottom line and whether I am qualified to touch it. "

She seldom speaks long sentences, but once she speaks, she will never disappoint the pride given to her by "von", the representative of the nobility.

Then she stepped out of the auditorium step by step with firm steps, and stopped after meeting Professor McGonagall who looked at her strangely at the door of the auditorium.

"Miss Hill." McGonagall pursed her lips, "No matter what, you should not attack the guests. Go to the principal's office and wait for me. The password is 'Battle Armor'."

Anastasia nodded blankly.

If she did it again, she would still do it.

Draco Malfoy is her untouchable bottom line.

【Child, you must have a belief.Only then will you understand the true meaning of everything you do today. 】

Yes, her faith.

That platinum gold color has been her only belief in the past ten years, so how can she allow others to violate it?

Draco's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Stasi, his Stasi.

Even if he loses the glory of the past, at least he found her again, and he has missed her for ten years.his sunshine.

The author has something to say:

Because I don't want to prolong this article too long, so the writing steps are more concise. Although the outline has been written, the plot will develop a little too fast...