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You only see that I am infatuated with Your Highness every day, but you don’t see me working hard to stand beside her; you have your denial; I have my choice; you deny my emotion, I decide my love; you Laugh at me as a nymphomaniac, impulsive and irrational, I pity you for not having your own hobbies; there are bound to be many incomprehensions on this road, even if there are more difficulties, you must persist in guarding; endorsement.

——Guardian His Royal Highness support group slogan

Alberta held the flyer in her hand, not knowing what to say.Blame Pansy for being too exaggerated?No, they just want to promote the organization.Blame yourself for entering this school?No, Hogwarts was the only wizarding school in England and she had no choice.Did Queen Lin raise her like this?No, she herself cooperated.

Therefore, the present situation is caused by the combination of all factors.What's more, Pan Xi and the others have done a lot for this promotion, and she can't erase their efforts.

It's just... She really never thought about becoming a school idol or something.

"How is it, Your Highness? I, can I write well?" A Ravenclaw girl stood aside, and when she saw Alberta, she asked eagerly.

Alberta was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Pansy who was on the side.

"Alisolt, a second-year Ravenclaw, the writer of the slogan." Pansy explained.

The black-haired girl nodded and smiled at the girl: "Very good. Be more confident in the future."

"Okay, okay! I, I will listen to your Highness, Your Highness!" The girl smiled in relief. Although she was still a little green, she had already made a good start.

The black-haired girl thought for a while, then turned to Pan Xi and said, "Let's add one more."

"what?"

"—Confidence is the best source of charm."

Harry has been very busy these days.Ever since he discovered that Snape was the one who cast spells on him and broke into the restricted area on the third floor, he, Ron, and Hermione began to investigate secretly.He also had Quidditch practice three times a week, and the professors assigned him a lot of homework.But he was thankful that Hogwarts had given him a different start in life.

After being kicked out of the library by Mrs. Pince once, Harry and the others stopped discussing in the library. They chose the lawn near the Black Lake.According to Hermione, it was very empty there, so there was no need to worry about someone eavesdropping on such things.

Although Harry felt that no one would come here in such a cold weather.After a while, it is estimated that it will snow, and there will be no one.

Well, Harry didn't quite understand this, but Hermione seemed to understand it very well, and he and Ron had to obey her obediently.

And this day, when Harry and Ron came to the appointed place, Hermione was holding a piece of parchment and looked at it very carefully.Harry took a closer look, but it was the flyer he had seen on the bulletin board in the lounge before.

A flyer for the support group of His Royal Highness.

"What, it's just that man and woman..." Ron muttered softly, but Hermione, with sharp ears, obviously heard him.

The little brown-haired witch glared at Ron, and her tone was extremely angry: "Ron, you are not allowed to say that about Your Highness!"

"Your Highness?" Ron made a strange sound, and the freckles on his face looked very funny, "What kind of Highness is that?"

Hermione stood up abruptly, raised her chin, and looked at Ron: "Your Highness is a good student, has a good temper, is very gentle to others, and has a very polite manner. Compare!"

Hermione's words greatly stimulated Ron. Even if the help on Halloween made the two of them friends, this did not prevent the fact that they often bickered.But today this time is especially serious.

"Okay, let's not say a few words." Harry was so anxious that his forehead was a little sweaty, he didn't want the two of them to quarrel, obviously they were friends, right?He had also come into contact with that Alberta Mayne, unlike the average Slytherin, she led herself to the right path when she was lost, and once he saw her help a rash Hedge Patch girl holding a book is hardly an evil Slytherin. "Ron, don't forget that Mayne stopped Malfoy's provocation that time. And Hermione, Ron is such a person, so don't annoy him."

Although persuading the two of them and sweating profusely, Harry was still very happy.Look, this is his friend, the friend he made at Hogwarts!

In the end, Hermione took a step back. She carefully put away the parchment, then brushed her hair: "Tell me, what progress have you made?"

Harry scratched his messy hair, feeling a little guilty: "No, there's no progress..."

Hermione glared at him, then looked at Ron: "What about you?"

Only then did Ron seem a little lacking in confidence, he hesitated and said: "No, no..."

"Harry! Are you aware of the problem? This is related to your safety! If the same thing happened last time, you will not be so lucky!" Hermione walked back and forth a little irritably , frowning.

Ron thought for a while, then suddenly said, "You said... could it be that person?"

"that person?"

"It's... that person!"

"That person... who the hell is it?" Hermione was puzzled.

Ron blushed: "That's...that's the mysterious man!"

"Ah!" Hermione exclaimed.

Harry also frowned and asked, "Voldemort?"

"No! Don't say that name!" Ron rushed over and covered Harry's mouth with his hand, "How many times have I told you! You can't say that name!"

"The name is for shouting, otherwise what's the use?" Alberta shook the quill in his hand while writing the paper.

"...But..." Draco hesitated a bit, he turned his head to look at Blaise and Pansy, hoping to get some help.It's a pity that one is busy chatting with girls, and the other is... watching Alberta write the thesis intently.

"Draco, how old are you?" Alberta inserted the quill into the inkpot and looked up at him, "How old was your father when he took over the Malfoy family?"

"Dad...16 years old..."

"You see, your father took over the responsibility of the Malfoy family when he was 16 years old, and you are 11 years old, and you can't even say your own name." Alberta picked up the quill and began to write again.

Draco retorted subconsciously: "But...at that time..."

"At that time, Voldemort was in the limelight, but now, that guy doesn't know where to stay."

Pansy, who had been looking at Alberta, said, "Your Highness, this is different. It is said that Draco's grandfather was quite strict with Uncle Lucius, but Uncle Lucius was very strict with Draco... "

"Doting is not good." Alberta gave such a definition.

After writing the last word and drawing the perfect point, Alberta packed up his things, and then comforted him a little: "You can work hard now. Come on boy!"

Draco: ……………………Your younger sister!

After a week of publicity and recruitment, the number of members of His Royal Highness's support group has reached more than 70 people, nearly a college, and a quarter of the number of Hogwarts!

Pansy wrote down the list happily, and scratched his chin with the end of the quill after writing: "Following this trend, we will soon be able to develop into the number one Hogwarts support group!" Now the number one support group The group is the Quidditch support group of each college, but this is the combined number of the four colleges. If calculated separately, the number of members of the support group of His Royal Highness has long been exceeded!

"By the way, Your Highness, let's hold a tea party!" Pan Xi suggested.

Alberta blinked slowly, thought for a while, and replied: "Yes. Let's just take Saturday afternoon. You can arrange the place."

"Yes, Your Highness! No problem, Your Highness!"

Alberta: ……………………

"By the way, Your Highness, are you going home for Christmas?" Brace leaned over and asked.

Alberta gave him a strange look: "Of course I go home, it's obvious."

"Oh, then I think, you should be able to invite His Highness to the banquet at Zabini's house, right?"

It turned out that was the idea.The black-haired girl estimated the arrangements for the Christmas holiday and nodded.

Draco, who was standing next to Blaise, was unhappy, and he said in a slow, drawn-out syllable: "If I were you, Alberta, I would choose the more powerful family banquet..."

"Like...the banquet at Malfoy's house?"

Draco nodded.

Alberta supported his chin with one hand, looked him up and down, and said after he was a little helpless: "Oh, it sounds like a good choice."

"Malfoy can only be the best."

"Pfft..." Pansy burst out laughing, and she said with a smile, "Then, the best little Mr. Malfoy, have you prepared a birthday present for His Highness?"

"what!?"

"what!?"

It was Draco and Blaise shouting in unison.

Pan Xi was complacent, her brown eyes were full of embarrassment at the moment: "Oh, you don't know? His Highness's birthday is December 12th!"

Draco and Blaise shook their heads blankly, apparently this was the first time they had heard the news.But Blaise quickly reacted, and he teased: "Oh, I think His Highness should be able to forgive us for this mistake?"

Alberta nodded dispensably.

Blaise continued: "Then, may I ask if I am eligible to attend His Highness's birthday party?"

Alberta: "The invitations should have been sent out. I gave the list to my father a few days ago."

Blaise took her right hand and printed a kiss on it: "Thank you, Your Highness. I will send you a gift that suits you at that time!"

Draco, as if he just came back to his senses at this moment, added: "Malfoy will give the best gift!"

Alberta really didn't expect Draco's gift, with his usual style, it was probably something gorgeous and shiny, nothing else.Although it suits his appearance very well, it doesn't suit her at all.Could she talk about sending a big bag of sweets that Draco's mother made with her own hands?

The author has something to say: There are about four chapters to be updated this week~ Although it is on the editorial list, three chapters are almost enough, but the editor said that more... well, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday , more on Tuesday~