gray eye to gray eye

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As usual, we arrived at the station half an hour earlier, and occupied a large box in the Hogwarts Express with few people.

After obtaining Emma's consent, he took Xiao Hei onto the train.

But the additional condition is quite weird, Xiao Hei must sleep in Draco's dormitory at night!

"Tsk, there must be a slug in his head!" Draco said disgustedly when he saw the baby leading the big black dog.

The hair on the back of Xiao Hei's neck stood up, and he grinned threateningly at Draco.

"Don't say that, Draco, Xiao Hei is a very smart dog!" He comforted and patted Xiao Hei's big head...

Daphne only went to our compartment to say hello, and then accompanied her sister to another compartment.

When the train started to emit white smoke, the train became noisy.

Many students greeted or talked about things loudly in the corridor.

The most frequent words are "Black", "Azkaban", "Prison Break" and so on.

Draco's face turned ugly.

"What's wrong?" he asked, putting away his wand.

On the Hogwarts Express, we can cast magic, and have just been practicing Transfiguration with a teacup.

"My dear, Mrs. Malfoy is Miss Black, and Sirius Black is Uncle Draco!" Pansy explained kindly.

"Uncle!" Glancing at Draco, he said slowly, "Then, Emma..."

"It's definitely not like that, idiot, stop making stupid associations in your head!" Draco said through gritted teeth.

"At least I can be sure..."

"Shut up, Sharon Farmly!" Draco interrupted, raising his voice.

Blaise and Pansy looked at each other thoughtfully.

After that, he was absent-minded all the time, simply put away his wand, and stared out of the window with his chin in a daze.

Xiao Hei slept on a soft cushion under the chair.

This is specially prepared for it, originally there are several colors, but Xiao Hei seems to only like the vulgar color of red and gold.

Because of this typical Gryffindor color, Draco's attitude towards Black was even worse.

"Draco, if you don't want to, it doesn't matter if you want Xiao Hei to sleep in the room!"

"Don't even think about it!" At that moment, Draco could only squeeze one word through his teeth.

At 12:30, everyone scooped out the lunch they brought from home.

With things in mind, he was listless even when eating, even though today's meal was cooked by the house elf to familiarize himself with Chinese food.

When it was almost one o'clock, the food truck "plopped" arrived in front of the door of our carriage, and didn't even eat a third of it.

"Sharon, is that important?" Draco said suddenly.

I was stunned, feeling a little indescribable in my heart.

"Aunt Emma should be given more credit, Sharon Farmly!" Draco continued.

"Honey, don't do this, think about it!" Blaise persuaded briskly.

Blaise's mother, Mrs. Zabini, had seven husbands. It is said that each husband left her a considerable legacy before his death. This is how the Zabini family is today. Who is Blaise's father? It has always been a mystery to the outside world...

The corners of his lips curled up, "I'm sorry, I made you worry!"

"It's nothing, honey, it's better to eat a little more, and I won't be back for a long time for today's dinner!" Pansy said, putting away her cutlery.

Nodding his head, he began to eat with big mouthfuls.

"Pay attention to etiquette, idiot!" Draco stuffed a napkin over and reminded viciously.

He pursed his lips and chewed something quickly while giving him a smiling face.

Draco frowned and turned his head away...

When we finished our lunch and started talking and laughing with Draco and the others, it started to rain outside the car window.

Draco closed his eyes and took a nap for a while. After waking up, he was dazed for a while, put on his cloak, and with a few smirks on his lips, he opened the car door and walked out.

"Draco, what are you going to do?" He jumped up and asked.

"Find something to do!" Draco said slowly.

"Oh, go too!"

Calling out Crabbe and Goyle who were eating and drinking in the private room next door, Draco swaggered in the front and knocked over one by one.

A hello if a Slytherin, a nod if a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff, a Gryffindor!

After a mocking laugh, he sniffed his nose, as if smelling something unpleasant, and turned away before anyone could react.

"Draco, are you patrolling?" Feeling very ashamed to hide between Crabbe and Goyle, behind Draco.

They kept finding the last few cars before Draco discovered his secret.

"Well, look who this is," Draco said, pulling open the carriage door, and said in that lazy drawl, "Potter and Weasley."

Goyle and Crabbe just laughed wildly.

Tsk, two silly kids!

"Miss Granger, good!" said politely, sticking his head out from Draco's side.

"Oh, Miss Farmly, thank you very much for the notebook last term, will you use it again this term?" Hermione Granger asked eagerly.

"No, Miss Granger, I can't find it, maybe lost it somewhere in the Chamber of Secrets, but don't remember it at all," explained slowly.

There seemed to be something very important in that notebook. Lucius scooped it away and kept it safe. Later, he sent a box of various accessories with various defensive spells, such as hair clips, pins, brooches, tail rings, small Hairpins, etc., are all expensive items without defensive spells...

The hair clip that Draco sent in the first place had fulfilled its mission, the five pink diamonds were smashed to pieces, leaving only a bare, dull silver clip, which was carefully stored in a small jar.

"Oh, oh, what a pity, Miss Farmily!" Hermione Granger said with a little averted eyes.

"It's nothing, Uncle Lucius gave a lot of good things later, and we can exchange notes for reference in class in the future, which is not bad!" He moved his shoulders and said indifferently.

"Yes, yes..." Hermione Granger exclaimed excitedly.

"Idiot, what nonsense are you talking to her!" Draco pulled hard, and re-tucked his hand between Crabbe and Goyle.

Reluctantly smiled at Granger, and stayed behind Draco honestly.

"I heard that Dad finally made some money this summer, Weasley," Draco said maliciously, "Didn't Mom die of shock?"

"Draco..." tugged at the child's arm, "Don't say that, it's too ugly..."

Ron Weasley glared at Draco and stood up, so roughly that he kicked a basket to the ground.

A huge ginger thing jumped out of the overturned basket. The cat's ginger fur was thick and fluffy, its legs were slightly bent, and its face looked weirdly squashed.

"Crookshanks!" Hermione Granger exclaimed.

The cat howled unwillingly at Ron Weasley's chest before jumping into Hermione Granger's arms.

Weasley had a shivering pouch on his chest, obviously his rat inside.

The scene was a little chaotic for a while.

"Oh, Miss Granger, do you have a pet cat? What breed is it? This year I also brought a pet dog here..." Stretched his head and said cheerfully.

"Really? That's great..." Granger also happily responded.

"Isn't it, Weasley!" Draco added fuel to the fire.

Weasley's face flushed and his chest heaved violently.

The person who had been sleeping in the corner suddenly let out a "hum".

Only then did I notice that man, he was wearing a very worn-out male wizard robe, there were even several puddings in an inconspicuous place, his hair was gray...

"Who is that?" Draco asked with a glance.

"New teacher," replied Potter, standing up too, as if to cheer Weasley on. "What were you talking about, Malfoy?"

Draco narrowed his eyes, "Hmph, let's go!"

Quickly waved at Granger, turned around and chased after him...

When we returned to the carriage, the little girl Panxi came over excitedly, with a curious face.

"So, dear, what fun did you find?" Blaise asked with a smile.

"Potter and the others are in the last few boxes, and a new professor is also there." Spreading his hands, he said.

Pansy let out a disappointed "Oh".

The train continued north, and the rain was getting heavier; now the windows were covered with rain, and it was getting deeper and deeper, and it was getting dark in the car, until finally the lights in the hallway and on the luggage rack had to be switched on.

"It's been a long time since I saw such heavy rain!" Scooped the coat out of the purse and put it on his shoulders.

The train wobbled, the rain beat on the windows, and the wind howled.

Pansy looked up, just about to answer.

The train gradually slowed down.

"Are you there?" Pansy asked, hugging her exposed arm.

"Impossible, honey!" Blaise took out his pocket watch and glanced, "It's not time yet."

"The Hogwarts Express malfunctioned once in the last century..." Draco said slowly.

The train went slower and slower, the sound of the wheels became quieter, and the sound of wind and rain outside the window became louder.

There was a sound of the door opening and luggage falling from the car.

"What's wrong?" He asked, looking at the carriage door.

Sitting on the outermost side Draco was about to open the car door.

Xiao Hei suddenly stuck his head out from under the seat and yelled at the door, his voice was full of fear...

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61 Suspicion

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