gray eye to gray eye

……

"Oh no, I even ordered a jewelry set just for tonight's party!" Pansy exclaimed.

"Honey, you can use them for Christmas or next year!" I reassured briskly.

"Impossible, it is specially prepared for today's party!" The little girl insisted.

At this time, we have already left the restaurant under the leadership of the prefect.

"That mud, Granger!" Draco said suddenly and slowly.

"Huh?" I turned my head and looked over suspiciously.

"She doesn't know about trolls!" Draco said impatiently, "She's crying alone in the women's room..."

"Draco, what's wrong with you?"

Pansy and Blaise looked Draco up and down and asked at the same time.

A slight annoyance appeared on Draco's face, "I just overheard it!"

"Speak to the prefect." I went to suggest, "The senior should have a way to notify the professors!"

"Absolutely not!" Pansy said firmly.

Blaise spread his hands, but his feet didn't move at all.

"Whoever mentions it!" I pushed Draco.

Draco looked back at us angrily, and led Crabbe and Goyle forward...

The two prefects listened to Draco's words while walking, and nodded solemnly. One of them waved his wand and called out a white and glowing owl...

"I thought the prefects wouldn't meddle in their own business!" Daphne said in surprise.

"Think about it, saving a classmate's life might add fifty points to Slytherin!" Draco said proudly.

Obviously this was his reason to convince the two prefects!

The Patronus Owl quickly found Snape hiding in the shadows of the corridor on the fourth floor.

"Damn it!" Snape gritted his teeth and cursed. After hesitating for a moment, he left quickly. At the same time, he waved his wand and commanded a tall deer to inform Professor McGonagall...

At this moment, Harry Potter also thought of Miss Granger, and was anxiously thinking of a way to slip out of the Gryffindor team!

Not long after, there were loud screams, strange roars and violent collisions from the public toilet on the second floor...

A moment later, Professor McGonagall rushed into the toilet, followed by Snape, Quirrell last.

It has to be said that the 'savior' has always been lucky. Even without the help of his good partner Weasley, he still knocked out the troll with the help of the few spells he just learned and the help of Granger who almost fainted from fright.

Snape bent down to examine the unconscious troll.

Professor McGonagall stared closely at the embarrassed Potter and Granger, her tightly pursed lips were pale.

"What the hell are you up to?" said Professor McGonagall, with cold anger in his voice.

Potter was still standing with his wand smeared with troll booger aloft.

Granger let out a low sob, holding his wand helplessly.

"Fortunately, you were not killed by it. Why didn't you just stay in the dormitory?" Snape quickly gouged Potter with a threatening look.

"Please don't, Professor McGonagall—Harry's looking for me!" Granger whispered, choked up.

"Miss Granger!" Professor McGonagall yelled sternly.

"I came looking for the troll because I—I thought I could handle it alone—you know, because I've read about them and know them well." Granger said faster and faster, "If huh Leigh didn't find me, I'm definitely dead by now. Harry put his wand up the troll's nostrils, and I knocked him unconscious with the troll's own stick. Harry didn't have time to find someone..."

"Oh—if that's the case." Professor McGonagall stared at Potter and Granger, and pondered, "Miss Granger, you silly girl, how can you think that you can deal with a mountainous monster by yourself? Where's the troll?"

The curly brown-haired Gryffindor girl hung her head.

Potter moved his lips, but finally said nothing!

"Miss Granger, Gryffindor is going to get five points for this," Professor McGonagall said. "I'm so disappointed in you. If you're not hurt at all, you'd better get back to Granger. Findo Castle. The students are having a Halloween dinner in their own academy."

"Then, sixty points for Slytherin!" Snape said coldly.

Potter raised his head in surprise, what's the matter with Slytherin!

"Because the two prefects, Mr. Malfoy and Slytherin, actively and correctly saved the lives of two students, each will add [-] points!" Snape continued with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Oh, yes, of course, if Mr. Malfoy hadn't told the prefects, the prefects had notified us in time..." Professor McGonagall nodded, her lips pursed tightly again.

She turned to Potter and Granger again and said, "Well, I'm still going to say you're lucky, there aren't many first years that can take on a full-grown troll. You've each won five for Gryffindor." points. I will inform Professor Dumbledore of this matter. You can go!"

Potter helped Granger out of the women's room in a hurry, and went up the stairs without saying a word...

"I'm, sorry!" Potter stammered, "Hermione, may I call you that?"

"It's not your fault, of course!" Hermione sobbed again, and said quickly.

"Ron..." Harry wanted to explain to his friend, but found that he really didn't know what to say.

"Thank you just now!" Hermione interrupted Harry.

"Oh, no, it's nothing, you knocked the troll unconscious with the Levitation Charm in the end!" Harry secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Ron wasn't mentioned, it wouldn't be so embarrassing!

He helped Hermione up two floors before he could smell the strange smell of the troll!

At this time, Hermione's complexion finally improved, "Magic is amazing, isn't it?"

……

Next, the two chatted relaxedly, and their impression of each other improved a lot, and they soon came to the portrait of the fat lady.

"Pig nose."

After saying the password, the two got in, looked at each other and smiled, and hurried to their plates...

Oh, I didn't expect to go back to the common room, and the dinner would continue!

Embarrassed, I secretly threw the two burgers I brought back onto the round table next to me.

There are many more round tables in the common room. Students sit and eat together in twos and threes, which is much more free than at the long tables in the restaurant!

I thought I was smart and clapped my hands, and when I looked up, I met Draco's sight!

I laughed mischievously.

"Are you learning from Crabbe and Goyle, dork?" Draco wrinkled his nose.

"I didn't know that the dinner party would continue!" explained embarrassingly touching her drooping hair.

"It's better because of this, otherwise if you grow up to be like Crabbe and Goyle, you must never come within five meters of me!" Draco said lazily.

I gritted my teeth angrily, pushed aside the remaining half of the delicious cake on the plate, picked up the orange juice and took a sip...

Uh, I did eat more than usual because I had two dinners tonight!

After Halloween, it gets really cold.

The mountains around the school were gray and covered with snow and ice, and the lake was covered with a thick layer of ice as cold and hard as tempered steel.Every morning there is frost on the ground.During class, from the upstairs window, you can see the tall gamekeeper of the school, wrapped in a long moleskin coat, wearing rabbit fur gloves, wearing huge beaver fur boots, on the Quidditch pitch. Defrost the broomsticks on...

Meanwhile, Hogwarts' biggest event of the year, the Quidditch season, begins.

The boys talked about Quidditch almost all the time.

Every time Draco finished talking about a great game he'd seen or anything about Quidditch, he would complain loudly about the Hogwarts rule that only second-years were allowed to participate in team selection, and at the same time, he would slander and join the team by gnashing his teeth. The team's first-year "savior" and officially replaced Potter's name with "Scarhead"!

Perhaps Draco's resentment was too great. After the overwhelming victory of Gryffindor against Ravenclaw in the first game, when Potter played for the first time on Saturday, Ravenclaw did not Standing on the side of Gryffindor.

Although he missed Saturday's game, he couldn't be sloppy with Potions class on Friday morning. Fortunately, the first year of Slytherin had no class on Friday afternoon.

Professor Snape caught several Gryffindors who had deserted, including 'Savior' and Weasley, and severely deducted dozens of points. Obviously, it still didn't dampen Gryffindor's enthusiasm...

"Maybe we should stop by the potions office tonight."

Draco muttered softly while packing up after class.

"What's wrong?" I asked in surprise.

Thought that after more than a month of confinement in the Potions Office, Draco would stay away from that place!

"The godfather seems to be unwell." Draco said vaguely.

"Godfather?" I raised half my eyebrows.

"You don't know? You lived in Malfoy Manor for almost a year, and you don't know?" Draco looked at me like an idiot, stood up and led the Slytherin first year out of the classroom.

Oh, is this my problem, no one has ever asked me about it!

"Aunt Narcissa only said your godfather was a potions master!" I rolled my eyes.

"Don't do that indecent gesture!" Draco scolded, "You think anyone can be called Potions Master, huh!"

Well, I don't know!

After dinner, we read a book for a while, and then set off when it was completely dark.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After knocking on the door several times in a row, we were sure that the professor was not in the cellar.

"So, where did Professor Snape go?"

I read that right, Draco was talking to the Medusa on the doorknob!

The most surprising thing was that the figurine actually nodded and pointed in one direction with its tail.

It turns out that the statue can also be used in this way!

"Thank you!" Draco nodded knowingly, and thanked politely.

"Um, do you know where the professor is?" I asked, tugging at Draco's sleeve.

"It's not time to eat, except for the office, the godfather is most likely in the faculty lounge, and the lounge is just in this direction, please use your brain!" Draco said impatiently.

Oh, what are you dragging, don't you know that some girls are born with a very bad sense of direction!

Up to now, I can only figure out a few routes to restaurants and classrooms. Most of this castle is still a completely unfamiliar place to me.

When we arrived, we met an unexpected person.

Potter knocked on the door, and seemed about to push it open.

"Scarhead, what are you doing here?" Draco immediately became excited like chicken blood.

……

☆, ball game