gray eye to gray eye

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"No, honey, no problem!" Blaise replied with a smile and helped Draco.

baffling!

He rubbed his sore arm, ignored Draco's stinky face, and changed the subject on his own, "Where's Xiao Hei? Why didn't you see him?"

"Humph!"

Draco sniffed a note.

"I saw him go out just now, I think he needs some air outside!" Daphne replied softly.

Sitting next to her was a little girl with long blond curly hair like him.

"Oh, Astoria, good!" He greeted with a smile.

"Okay, Senior Familie!" the little girl said softly.

"No, you don't have to be so polite..."

"Sharon, you can go to the auditorium now, let's go, let's go!" Pan Xi suddenly interrupted and raised her voice.

In response, he apologized and smiled at Astoria, and stood up...

Life at Hogwarts was as peaceful and unchanging as ever.

Protection of Magical Creatures was now the most boring subject since Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts last term.

In the last semester, Lockhart often read long passages from his own books in class, or selected some sections that he thought were wonderful and asked his classmates to go up and perform together.

Hagrid seemed to have lost all confidence after the accident in his first class.Now he just teaches them, lesson after lesson, how to care for Flobber caterpillars.

The important thing is, it seems that there is still a trend to continue!

The Flobber caterpillar is a toothless worm about ten inches long with a thick round brown body. It especially likes to eat lettuce. The ends of the body secrete mucus. They are always alone and do nothing. In their throats!

"Disgusting!" Pansy squatted next to a box with them, covering his mouth and nose with a small handkerchief, and shouted in disgust.

Cutting the lettuce for a while, watching Crabbe and Goyle shred it and stuff it down the slimy throat of the Flobber caterpillar.

"Why would anyone bother God to take care of this stuff?"

Even Hageron Weasley, who always defended him, complained while cutting the lettuce.

Nobody likes this class!

I really don't understand what Dumbledore's criteria for hiring professors is—Lockhart last year, Hagrid this year...

The first month of school has passed quickly, and the weather is getting cooler.

At noon on the weekend in early October, Draco and the others had already gone to the auditorium after dawdling in the dormitory for a while.

Hurry down the hallway alone.

Gudolph Evan walked over with a fine lunch box.

"Miss Sharon, is it okay? Today is a good weather!" Gudolph shook the food box in his hand, and stretched out a hand with a smile.

"Oh, oh..." He hesitated and didn't know how to refuse.

"We can breathe the fresh air and enjoy a delicious lunch under the shade of the trees by the black lake. Can you give me the honor, Miss Beauty?"

Reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth, he put his hand on Gudolph's hand that had been stretched out in front of him.

"Thank you, Miss Sharon!" The smile on Gudolph's face obviously widened, and he walked towards the outside of the castle.

By the lake, the sun is shining brightly, and from time to time, there will be gusts of breeze with the water vapor in the lake coming out head-on, which makes people feel shocked.

The biggest disadvantage of the Slytherin common room is that it does not see the sun all year round...

Gudolph spread out the blanket under a flowering tree, unfolded a layer of tablecloth, propped up a parasol, and placed the food and drinks one by one.

I am never picky about food, but I always have likes and dislikes. There are seven or eight snacks and three staple foods on the tablecloth, almost all of which are favorites.

In this way, a bit of surprise can't help but appear on his face.

"Enjoy yourself, Miss Sharon!" Gudolph said politely, pouring out a glass of orange juice.

Never drink Hogwarts' special drink - pumpkin juice!

"Thank you, I think you will have a good lunch!" He raised the quilt and touched Gudolph lightly...

In the auditorium, Draco waited until the food on the table was about to disappear, but Sharon Farmey didn't appear, and stood up with an ugly expression.

"Thinking that we still need to go to the library, let's go back first!" At a fork in the road, Draco said lazily.

Blaise and Pansy responded, talking and laughing together and continuing to walk towards the common room.

Crabbe and Goyle glanced at Draco hesitantly.

Draco waved his hand, indicating that they don't need to follow, and walked quickly towards another intersection...

"Honey, did you turn the corner to the library just now? Why didn't Draco take this road?" Pansy suddenly came to his senses when he was approaching the Slytherin common room.

She pointed out that it was the shortest way from the Slytherin common room to the library.

"Maybe Draco thinks he needs a walk after dinner, who knows!" Blaise shrugged and replied, "Okay, let's go in, it's a bit cold in here..."

The Slytherin common room is on the Black Lake, and it's only October and we need a fireplace!

In the shade by the Black Lake.

After drinking the last bit of drink in the cup, he slowly wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin, "Thank you for the hospitality, Gudolf!"

"No, it's an honor..."

At this time, the dragon skin space bag hanging on the waist gave off a slight vibration.

This is the latest double-sided mirror function-when someone looks for it, it can emit silent vibration no matter where it is installed.

Apologetically, he smiled at Gudolph and scooped out the double-sided mirror.

Draco came out of the kitchen amidst the sound of bowing and squealing "Master, walk slowly", and was walking in the hallway, pulling out the double-sided mirror with a face full of impatience...

"it is good!"

Draco's impatient face appeared in the two-way mirror.

"Where is it, nerd?" Draco asked sternly.

"By the Black Lake, what's the matter? What's the matter, Draco?"

"Go right away!"

Before he could reply, Draco put away the double-sided mirror with a "snap".

With a face full of helplessness, the double-sided mirror was put away, "Sorry..."

"No, it's nothing, it seems that I have an impatient friend!" Gudolph said gently.

"Oh, he's probably in a bad mood..." He hurriedly helped Draco find an excuse.

……

After a while, Draco appeared at the other end of the Black Lake,

And Gudolph didn't even have time to put away the cutlery.

Draco glanced at the tablecloth on the ground with an uneasy expression, "So, without saying hello to Blaise, Pansy, or Daphne, I went out for lunch with others!"

"Uh, what's the matter?" Helping Gudolph put all the cups, dishes and plates back into the food box, he asked without looking up.

"Hmph, it's unimaginable..."

"Miss Sharon, I think, maybe my friends are just worried! It's negligence, and I should inform my friends when inviting..." Gudolph said gently, lifting up the packed food box.

"Oh, really! No, no, it's nothing to do with it, it's my own mistake... Anyway, today's lunch was really a treat, thank you for the hospitality..."

After thanking Gudolph repeatedly, he seized the opportunity to say goodbye.

Throughout this whole process, Draco remained sullen and silent.

Pulling Draco along the Black Lake towards the castle...

When we returned to the common room, Blaise and Pansy were playing wizard chess, and Crabbe and Goyle scooped up some cake from nowhere and were eating Hesse.

Daphne was gone, she was probably with her little sister again.

"Honey, what are you carrying? Just now, didn't you say you were going to the library?"

As soon as Draco sat down, Pansy leaned over and didn't even care about playing chess.

Blaise waved his wand helplessly, directing each piece to return to its original position.

"No, it's nothing, do you have to ask everything!" Draco replied in a rather harsh tone.

Pan Xi's face immediately became ugly.

"Oh, are these also edible? I've never seen them before..." Seeing this, Blaise opened the box that Draco had been holding in his hand since just now, and began to change the subject.

I took a look with my probe, and there were some authentic Chinese food inside, a plate of black fungus with shredded pork rice, a plate of fried vegetables, and a bowl of winter melon and meatball soup.

These were asked to be done by the house-elves of Malfoy Manor and Farmy Manor, but although they were exactly the same, they didn't feel like they were back home...

"Specially for preparation?" asked quite surprised.

"No, what I said before is very reasonable, Xiao Hei doesn't like the house elves preparing dog food at all, and these can be given to him as a dental sacrifice!" Draco said angrily.

"No, it's too wasteful..." said embarrassingly, knowing that Draco was probably angry again.

Well, without saying hello in advance, it made him worry for a whole noon, and he specially prepared lunch for him, only to find that he had eaten out with others comfortably, which is indeed an annoying thing...

"Then scoop it out and throw it!" Draco said loudly.

"What? What? Wow, it smells so good. If I don't want it, Draco, can I give it to you?" Crabbe and Goyle came over and asked, sucking their saliva, looking at the color and fragrance.

"Ah, I don't seem to be full at noon, thank you so much, Draco..." He took a handful of rice and started to eat it...

Speaking of which, this is really not a big deal, but Draco's face was gloomy all afternoon, until he repeatedly assured that in the future, if such a situation happened again, he must first report to his old man before it started to rain.

As a result, at dinner, I barely ate half of the pie and couldn't eat it. I ate two lunches at noon and felt full, as if it was still in my stomach...

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