[Comprehensive] V big show master

It's snowing again, and the old year is drawing to a close.

There was only one person sitting in the dim common room, Luo Bai leaned on the sofa and looked at the book in his hand close to the fire, his shadow was stretched very long by the light of the fire on the wall.

A figure covered him with a blanket from behind, as if holding him in his arms.

"You're back." Luo Bai was very familiar with the visitor, and he didn't even stop turning the pages of the book.

"Hmm." After Tom covered him with the blanket, his whole body stuck to his body, Luo Bai moved his arms uncomfortably to remind him: "You are hugging too tightly, Tom, I can't move."

"Sorry," said Tom, who seemed to still have the chill of the wind and snow on his body, "it's too cold outside."

"Then why are you still going out?" Luo Bai said so and moved to the side to make room for Tom.

"Small gathering," Tom leaned against Luo Bai, and sighed contentedly. He glanced at the book in Luo Bai's hand and said, "What kind of book is "Anecdotes about Wizards"?"

Luo Bai closed the book and put it aside and said, "Anyway, it's not suitable for you to read." His eyes shone brightly under the dim light of the stove, but he turned his face away from looking at Tom.

"What's the matter?" Tom looked at Luo Bai, sensing the coldness in his voice.

"...Those parties," Luo Bai reached for the cup on the table and took a sip of tea, "Do you know the reputations of Alaksadia Mars and Bruno Carter? Tom, even in Slytherin and their The family is also notorious."

Luo Bai's lips that had been moistened by water were sprinkled with a touch of golden light by the jumping light, Tom's gaze stayed on it for a few seconds, and there seemed to be a small fire burning in his eyes.

"Of course," Tom said with a smile, "I know something about Mars and Carter, but I'm not like them, Beryl, and those parties were just because—" Long hair said: "Next year we will be in grade three."

In Slytherin, it is only from the third grade that you can really get in touch with some things that Slytherin is not known to outsiders, such as some secret parties and some special organizations, and Slytherin in those small circles will get some privileges, The premise is - they have enough ability to be convincing.

Luo Bai also knew about this, but he never thought about doing anything in the third grade. To him, it was just an ordinary new school year.

But it is different for Tom, he has never concealed his ambition to do something in front of Luo Bai, he has always believed that his ability can win absolute respect and deterrence, so he needs to construct a Out of a small group of his own, as a matter of fact, he did.

"Whatever you want, Tom." Luo Bai's mood was very complicated at the moment, he was afraid that Tom would end up like the Dark Lord in the magic world, slice his soul into slices and spend so many years in a daze.But he can't stop Tom's development, because Tom's talent and state of mind doom him not to be idle and be left behind. After all, he is a descendant of Slytherin.

To Luo Bai's relief, since Tom recovered from various injuries last time, he has never put himself in danger again. This is probably the only problem that he doesn't need to worry about for Tom for the time being.

"However, I don't want you to just blindly pursue power or something else, Tom, sometimes power is not the most important thing." Luo Bai said to Tom.

"Of course I know that." Tom said with a serious face, "I know what I want to do."

Luo Bai carefully looked at Tom's expression, and didn't find anything wrong. He handed Tom a cup and said, "Have a cup of hot tea."

"Okay." Tom's cool hand touched Luo Bai's fingertips, he paused, and inadvertently brushed across Luo Bai's warm and delicate hand.

Luo Bai didn't pay attention to his actions, but said to him: "Anyway, Tom, you should choose your friends carefully. I heard that the Mars family has blood discrimination in their eyes and some very crazy behaviors. I'm really afraid You're going to get you into trouble together..."

Tom turned the cup in his hand and was not in a hurry to answer Luo Bai's words. After a short silence, he said: "Is Beryl afraid that I will also become that crazy look, of course not," he said with a little Arc said: "If there is such a day, I will let you kill me with your own hands."

Luo Bai's pupils constricted, and he threw the blanket on Tom's side and said, "What are you talking about? Of course I believe you won't become like that, and... how could I kill you! How could you have Such an idea!"

"I'm just talking," Tom put down the cup, and leaned towards Luo Bai like a snake, "I just want you to know what I think."

"I know now," Luo Bai leaned on the sofa and stared at Tom in disbelief and said, "As long as you are fine, I have nothing to worry about."

"Thank you." Tom and Luo Bai leaned close together, and Tom said, "All I need is your trust."

"Beryl Lin, hello." A fourth-year Hufflepuff boy stood in front of Luo Bai and saluted him in a gentlemanly manner.

Luo Bai was a little surprised, he had never been in contact with the Hufflepuff boy in front of him, so he hesitated and said, "Hello, what can I do?"

Now it was time to eat, many students turned their heads to see what happened, and the people on the long Slytherin table even looked this way.

The gentle-looking Hufflepuff boy's face flushed a little, and the eyes of the people around him filled his clenched hands with sweat, but when he saw Luo Bai looking up at his face, his heart skipped a beat, He simply shouted out: "Is it my honor to invite you to the Christmas ball?"

In an instant, the entire hall became quiet, and even the principal and professors on the teacher's bench looked over with great interest.

Luo Bai's face also turned red, he stammered and didn't know what to say, it was the first time he was invited to a dance party, and he was a boy, so Luo Bai who was not mentally prepared was really frightened.

Tom's face also became unhappy, he glanced at the shy Hufflepuff and the flushed Luo Bai, and suddenly got up and stopped between them.

When the people around saw the sudden change, they all gave a tacit 'oh', and then looked at it with great interest. Many girls were discussing there with their mouths covered.

That Hufflepuff boy's head seemed to be stuck to his chest, and he himself wondered why he came over to invite Slytherin's 'Slytherin's white-haired elf' just now, right, Slytherin The white-haired elf—the name given to Luo Bai by others.

"Thank you for your invitation...but..." Luo Bai said in a low voice, "I—"

"I'm sorry he can't accept your invitation, sir, because Beryl has already agreed to go on a date with me that day." Tom defeated the rival in love who was not an opponent with a word with an elegant smile.

The people around who had their ears pricked up and carefully observed the direction of the matter gave out sighs and expressions of understanding. Some people's faces were full of excitement after watching a good show, and some looked at the Hufflepuff boy sympathetically.

The poor Hufflepuff boy was almost crying out of frustration, yes, he whispered something that was okay, and then quickly walked to the long Hufflepuff table with his head bowed to accept the consolation of everyone in the academy.

Luo Bai's face turned even redder, he turned around and stared blankly at the tableware in front of him.

"Beryl... Beryl." Luo Bai, who was distracted, was awakened by Tom. He glanced at Tom in a daze, and his face became even more red when he remembered what happened just now - he grew up so big, he never expected to be invited by a man A day at the prom...

Tom looked at the flushed Luo Bai, and suddenly smiled and said to him: "Don't forget your Christmas date."

Luo Bai was startled, looked at him and said, "What date?"

"I just said it in front of everyone, our date." Tom blinked and smiled at him.

The heat on Luo Bai's face gradually receded, he rolled his eyes and said, "If you say that, don't we date every day?"

"This time...it's different." Tom picked up his glass and took a sip of the pumpkin juice, a smile in his voice.