gray eye to gray eye

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Draco sneered, and glanced casually at the arena.

"Why don't they build a barrier around the stands? It should be easy for wizards to use magic!" I said sullenly.

"Who knew!" Draco replied in a low voice, straightening the strands of hair that fell onto his eyes due to the cold wind.

"foul!"

At this time, suddenly there was a huge shout from the Gryffindor stands!

"What's wrong?" I asked curiously.

Draco laughed a few times in disdain, "Marcus Flint tricked Potter from catching the Snitch!"

"Oh!" I replied, and quickly hid my mouth in the scarf again.

"Honey, why is everyone not as cold as you?" Pansy asked, hiding behind Crabbe and Goyle, shrinking her neck.

"Well, if you can be more comfortable, of course it will be more comfortable!" I replied vaguely.

Blaise smiled at Draco with a wink.

"My mother, let me take good care of Sharon!" Draco said in a protracted tone with a slight blush on his fair face.

"Oh, of course, of course!" Pan Xi nodded in understanding, and the smile floated on his face again.

"Okay, okay. Flint nearly killed the Gryffindor team's Seeker, which happens to anyone I'm sure, so the Gryffindor free throw was taken by Arya, who Passed the ball, it went well, the game went on and Gryffindor still had the ball."

After Pansy turned his head, the commentator's voice finally came from his ear.

"What the hell is Potter doing?" Blaise muttered.

"Who knows, maybe they thought flying higher would allow them to see farther!" Draco said lazily.

Since the kid thought he would find the Snitch first, he didn't pay much attention to the game!

Blaise shrugged and continued to watch the field.

There were cheers from the Slytherins again, it should be the Slytherin team scoring.

"Wait, there's something wrong with Potter's broom!" Draco yelled suddenly.

At this time, the people in the stands obviously also discovered the problem.

Reluctantly, I raised my head and looked over the field.

Potter's Nimbus 2000 was writhing and rolling, and he could barely keep it from falling.Suddenly, the broomstick twisted wildly again, and Potter was thrown off by it amidst people's exclamations.He now hangs in the air with only one hand on the handle of the broom.

In the exclamation of everyone, this process lasted about three to four minutes.

High in the air, Potter was suddenly able to climb back onto the broom handle, and maneuvered the broom into a swift dive towards the ground, then landed on all fours—and then coughed violently—a golden object fell into his palm .

The game ended in chaos!

Many Slytherins were outraged.

"He didn't catch the Snitch, he nearly swallowed it," Slytherin captain Flint was still yelling 10 minutes later.

Draco raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and strode towards the castle.

I put on a scarf and chased after...

Fortunately, even if Gryffindor won the Quidditch match, they were still far behind Slytherin in house points!

In first year, we took most of our classes with Gryffindors, Herbology and Astronomy with Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw respectively.

This afternoon was a bright sunny day, and everyone would rather bask in the sun outside than huddled in a humid greenhouse.

Mrs. Sprout, a professor of herbalism, had us work in pairs to weed a mild plant.

To my surprise, apart from me and Draco who were still in the same group, most of the other Slytherin first years found Hufflepuff partners, including Pansy and Blaise.

And, apparently, the honest little Hufflepuffs accepted!

"What are they doing?" I asked in a low voice.

"Oh, you are so slow!" Draco looked incredible.

Well, although I still don't quite understand, I also decided to shut up.

Who wants to scold me!

After noticing this, I observed it carefully in astronomy class.

Sure enough, many Slytherins also broke into Ravenclaw's interior, instead of sitting in two distinct camps like when they were in class with Gryffindor!But compared to the honest Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw seems to be progressing a lot slower!

Blaise sat with a few little Ravenclaw girls smiling happily, and he was in a good mood!

"Dear Sharon, our little Slytherin prince is no worse than me!" Blaise said sadly to me who asked about this matter, "However, Draco hardly needs to do anything! "

Oh, understand, the two took different routes!

After the Quidditch season is over, Christmas is just around the corner.

When we came out of the cellar this morning, we found several feet of snow all around us, and the lake was hard-frozen.

I've been trying to work on warming spells with Draco, but so far I haven't made much progress!

Having spent eleven winters in this country, I am very puzzled that when I lived in the Muggle world, the winter was not as cold as Hogwarts, and there was rarely such a heavy snowfall. Emma survived the winter without even heating in the first few years!

Like everyone else, I can't wait to look forward to the holiday.

Emma still seems to be quite busy, and sometimes it takes two weeks to reply to my letter. I miss her a little bit!

In addition to the astronomy class that had to be blown in the cold wind on the high observatory, the potion class was also a very difficult class.

Professor Snape's classes were all held in the underground classroom, and a cloud of white mist formed in front of us as soon as we breathed out.

When I got back from getting some lionfish spines, Draco and Potter were staring at each other again!

I have to admire the perseverance of the children, is it because of a few minor conflicts that they have to quarrel every time they meet!

I stepped in helplessly, blocking the two from seeing each other.

"Hey hey Draco, that's enough, we're running out of time!"

Draco let out a huff angrily before he lowered his head and skillfully processed the materials...

Even after class, Draco seemed to want to trouble Potter and Weasley.

I gave Blaise a wink, and the two of them pestered Draco non-stop talking about it, and finally brought him to the auditorium.

We can take the "Hogwarts Express" home tomorrow morning!

The auditorium looked beautiful and magnificent.The walls were hung with holly and mistletoe festoons, and there were a dozen towering Christmas trees all over the room, some with little sparkling icicles, others with hundreds of candles . . . …

After enjoying a sumptuous lunch, we didn't even bother to take a walk after the meal, and went straight back to the dormitory to pack our things. We only ate a few bites of dinner in a hurry, hoping that the time would pass faster!

Dragging a small suitcase, following the senior students in twos and threes, they boarded a carriage of unknown drive, and when each carriage was full of people, it would automatically drive to the platform.

The six of us just fit in one car.

The carriage was obviously old, and there were two benches fixed on both sides. There were cracks on the walls and stools, exuding a unique smell of old wood.

As soon as Draco got into the car, he frowned in disgust, and only touched half of his buttocks on the bench.

"careful!"

The carriage made a sharp turn, and I reached out to grab Draco who was rushing forward.

Blaise spread his arms wide on the opposite side, with a sly smile on his face, waiting for Draco to fall headfirst.

"Okay, Blaise, I'm not a little girl!" Draco said angrily after he stabilized his body.

"You'd better sit still, or Blaise will definitely have a chance." I said, tugging Draco hard.

Draco snorted, and finally moved back a bit, at least sat still, "Tsk tsk, the money donated by our school directors every year is enough to buy dozens of high-end large carriages ..."

"Hogwarts didn't even replace the class supplies, such as the broom for our flying class!" Daphne said gently.

The carriage fell silent.

Hogwarts is a free magic school, and there are special grants for students from poor families. They rely entirely on the donations from the school manager and other nobles to maintain their daily expenses, and nobles are usually not stingy in this regard. Said that the huge donation every year is more than enough for a school.

Draco and Blaise looked at each other thoughtfully.

Soon, the carriage slowed down and stopped before the steps of the platform.

The old red "Hogwarts Express" has stopped on the platform with white steam.

The bus back departed at nine o'clock, and it was not yet eight o'clock, and students were already everywhere on the bus, saying hello loudly.

"Let's go up!" Pansy urged.

Because a group of noisy Gryffindors came down from a carriage that stopped behind.

This is very recognizable, most of the Slytherins have changed into their own clothes, while Gryffindor is still wearing school robes!

Draco strode onto the train almost immediately, and walked forward without looking back, as if there was a scourge behind him!

In the midst of the noise, I was dizzy and trotted along with the eye-catching platinum gold.

Soon Draco found an empty box, and after we all sat in, Goyle who came in last closed the door, and the noise suddenly died down.

"This is really a nightmare!" Blaise pretended to wipe the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

"I said Gryffindor is that scary?" I asked, taking off my scarf.

"Wh-" Draco acted as if I asked such a ridiculous question, "It's just a bunch of clowns!"

"Then why do we have to run away!" I pulled off my hat vigorously and continued.

"Because they stink!" Draco said, lifting his delicately pointed chin.

Oh, boring, I rolled my eyes hard in my heart.

Without the mortal enemies of Potter and Weasley, Draco was lazy all the way, leaning on the back of his chair, answering Pansy's discussion about the Christmas ball...

I spent most of the day in the car relying on a book of "Elementary Herb Cultivation Essentials".

When we arrived in London, it was only three o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was already a little gray.

When I got off the train, I saw Emma waiting on the platform with the Malfoys.

"Oh, mother's little princess!" Emma greeted her excitedly, "I miss my mother so much!"

He returned two kisses heavily on Emma's face.

"I miss you too, Emma!"

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Lucius and Narcissa approaching.

"Uncle Lucius, Aunt Narcissa!" I folded my hands under my stomach and kneeled down.

Narcissa smiled and gave me a big hug.

Oh, don't worry about Draco, as long as Lucius is around, he will always be the most perfect little gentleman!

Because it was getting late, we said goodbye to each other on the platform.

"How about we go back to Barrow to-morrow and see Mrs Jimick, my dear?"

At night, Emma and I huddled together under the quilt and whispered to each other.

"Oh, Emma, ​​I've been free for the whole vacation!" I said dissatisfied, "and you are so busy that you don't even have time to answer my letter!"

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The author has something to say: Sorry for not updating two days ago, everyone!In the future, Jiang Yue will try to write as much as possible, and each chapter will be increased to 3K+. Thank you for your support!

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