gray eye to gray eye

……

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor tower.

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were playing wizard chess while talking in low voices.

"Ron, I saw Farmily at the dinner table at noon!" Potter said absent-mindedly.

"Hey buddy, I'm almost winning!" Weasley yelled.

"Do you think I need to apologize or something?" Potter randomly commanded the knight to move a step.

"Come on, man, she deserves it!" Weasley said nonchalantly.

"But, if it wasn't for me..." Potter said hesitantly.

"Oh, don't forget she's a Slytherin! It's that little bastard Malfoy's fault!" Weasley let his queen chop up the king on the other side without hesitation.

"beep!"

Suddenly there was a loud puffing sound from behind the two of them.

"Granger, what are you beeping?" Weasley asked impatiently.

Hermione Granger vigorously shook the hair hanging in front of her eyes, "I think Potter must bear part of the responsibility for the incident in the flight class, so at least I must apologize to Farmily! Whether she is Which college!"

After finishing speaking, Miss Granger took a few thick books and left quickly without looking back.

"Oh, this is really unreasonable, what has it to do with her..." Weasley turned around and complained loudly.

In order to appease his angry friend, Potter promised not to apologize, and Weasley stopped chattering to vent!

……

I stood at the door of the cellar, took a deep breath, and a statue of Medusa on the doorknob kept swimming around.

"Boom!"

The door opened almost instantly from the inside.

There are shelves on the three walls of the office, and the shelves are full of glass jars soaking various specimens. There is a large desk in the middle of the room, and the papers of the students are piled up in a mess...

"Professor!" I stood at the desk stiffly.

Draco was cutting something on a table in the corner.

Snape nodded, and with a wave of his wand, a set of cauldrons, scales, etc. appeared on the console next to Draco.

"Well, I don't want to hear about any brainless questions!"

"Yes, Professor!" I quickly answered.

Walking to Draco's side, he realized that the medicine he was dealing with was exactly what he needed in potions class last week...

In fact, if you want me to say that it is really not difficult to make potions, as long as you carefully follow the steps and control the amount of any kind of raw materials and the magic power injected during stirring, except for some raw materials that are, um, It's disgusting.

Put the potion with almost the same smell and color as described in the book into a crystal bottle and give it to Professor Snape.

"The next tutoring time is next Friday at [-]:[-] p.m. Now, I hope you can go straight back to the dormitory with your legs and your brain!" The professor took the crystal bottle and warned us.

Draco agreed with me, left the cellar in a hurry, and slowed down until he reached the door of the common room.

Draco gave me a resentful look, "I can't bear it! I'm going to waste a whole month of nights dealing with snake skins or slugs!"

"Oh, my dear, don't say that, Professor Snape's office is not so easy to get into, this is a good opportunity!" I said puzzled.

"What a good chance?" Draco asked angrily.

"Ask the master of potions!" I looked at Draco like an idiot.

Draco was obviously choked, he gave me a hard look, and strode forward...

The next morning, when the owls flocked into the dining room as usual, I was delighted to find that Emma's owls from Familia had delivered me a package and a letter, but everyone's attention was distracted by six. The long-eared owl carried a slender package that attracted everyone, including Draco, who didn't even bother to feed the big eagle at Malfoy Manor!

A few owls circled down and landed right in front of Harry Potter, knocking his smoked meat to the floor.

Potter looked astonished.

He and Gryffindor's youngest redhead Weasley hurried out of the Great Hall.

Draco sneaked after him.

Crabbe and Goyle hurried over with a few cakes and followed.

Now that the senior escort system is over, we have to say that our first graders are much freer.

I shrugged helplessly at Pansy and Blaise.

Draco has been acting stupid from time to time since entering school!

The two covered their mouths knowingly and laughed.

In the hall, Potter and Weasley's way up the stairs was blocked by Crabbe and Goyle.

Draco snatched the package from Harry and touched it.

"It's a broomstick," Draco said loudly, throwing the package back to Harry with a mixture of envy and resentment on his face, "You'll be punished, Potter, first-years are Do not play this."

Hogwarts doesn't allow first-year students to bring broomsticks to school, and Draco complained about it for almost the whole summer!

"It's not some old broomstick," Weasley yelled. "It's a Nimbus 2000! What do you mean you have one at home, a Malfoy Comet 260?"

With that, Weasley grinned at Potter...

What ensues is childish children's bickering until Professor Flitwick shows up.

Draco returned angrily with Crabbe and Goyle.

……

"So, no matter what, celebrities always have some privileges. You see, no one in the school thinks there is anything wrong with breaking the rules for the 'savior'! Including the professor!"

After listening to Draco's vent, I casually comforted him.

"Hmph!" Draco snorted heavily through his nose...

Before we knew it, we had been in Hogwarts for almost two months after Draco's confinement was over.

When some basic knowledge is mastered, our homework finally becomes more interesting!

In addition to inquiring about my physical condition carefully, Emma sent me a package containing a beautiful little dress, which I hung up in the closet in confusion.

Until Halloween.

When we woke up in the morning, we could smell the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkins in the hallway, and the castle was decorated everywhere. I didn't realize that Hogwarts was going to hold a Halloween costume party!

However, classes during the day will continue as usual.

Professor Flitwick announced in Charms class that he thought we could start making things fly.

The students have been eager to try this skill ever since they saw Professor Flitwick make Neville's toad fly around the classroom.

Professor Flitwick divided the class into groups of two and began training.

I was with Draco, Pansy with Blaise, and Daphne with a tall guy with light brown hair.

"Now, don't forget that delicate wrist movement we've been working on!" Professor Flitwick said sharply, standing on top of his pile of books as usual. "Flick, remember, flick. Getting the spell right is also very important - don't forget Wizard Baluffeo who said 'f' instead of 's' and found himself lying on the floor Here, upon a breast stands a bison."

The students just laughed "haha" as another joke...

……

☆, cursing