[HP] Silver Green Pride

In the common room, the boys had already changed their attire. Drake dressed up as an Egyptian pharaoh, holding a scepter, looking luxurious and compelling.

He was chatting and laughing with Blaise dressed as a knight, watching the door of the common room suddenly opened, and the ladies of Slytherin were beautifully dressed one by one, and Ange was also very eye-catching among them.

Among a group of girls, compared to the first-year girls, they are almost mature, and the enchanting senior girls are undoubtedly smaller and more youthful, but Ange, who is dressed as an elf, is different from the charming senior girls A more breathtaking beauty.

It is wild and unrestrained, which belongs to nature, and it makes people think of the full moon rising between the sea and the sky, which is bright and moving.

For a moment, Draco suddenly felt his heart beating faster and faster. At this moment, he just wanted to look at her like this.

He has never been a little kid who doesn't know anything, and he has been with her for more than two months. When he was with her, he felt strange feelings. It's not like he didn't feel the different feelings. , he likes Ange!

At the beginning, his father had arranged for his mother when he was ten years old, so he couldn't do anything wrong!I heard that Potter, the savior of Gryffindor, also likes her?Don't be afraid!There is a huge gap between the two colleges!And there are seven years to come to cultivate the relationship!

Thinking in his mind, Draco slightly hooked his lips, smiled subtly and elegantly, bent down, and gently held Ange's hand and kissed it slightly.

Ange looked at Draco with clear eyes, smiled and said nothing.

Although the two people's outfits are different in style, they are equally beautiful. Standing together is like a landscape painting, which makes Blaise envious.

"The most beautiful girl in Slytherin today belongs to you!" Blaise raised his eyebrows, not without jealousy.

"She belongs to me indeed! Malfoy and Black, a match made in heaven!" said arrogantly and reservedly, Draco raised his chin towards Blaise, raised his eyebrows, and whispered, his gray-blue eyes were determined and aloof But definitely, the treasure that Tianlong wants will only belong to him.

I looked at Ange next to Drake with a little surprise. In terms of appearance and blood, this girl is indeed impeccable...

"Are you so sure?" Blaise asked softly. Although Slytherins have always been precocious and understand the relationship between men and women early, they rarely identify someone early, and... so easily.

"My father recognized my mother when she was ten years old, but she was only seven years old!" Draco smiled slightly, "I'm sure, if there are no accidents, I... want her!"

Blaise raised his eyebrows, fixed his eyes on Draco, saw that his demeanor had not changed, remained firm, and then said with a little frustration: "Okay... I know that your Malfoy family has love from generation to generation!"

He really can't understand such feelings!His mother was married to several people, each of them died, and she had many lovers besides her legitimate husband, but she never stayed for anyone, and his brother...

Maybe this is love?Blaise thought so, then shook his head and sighed—I really don't understand, this thing about love...

Walking into the lobby with Ange, many people were already seated at the Slytherin table, and Draco and Ange sat together as usual.

The lobby looks very lively and has a festive atmosphere, but for some reason, Ange always has a feeling of uneasiness, as if he has forgotten something...

When Professor Quirrell ran out of the cellar in a panic, Anger suddenly remembered.

It turns out——she forgot the plot!

Professor Quirrell said in a panic: "Troll, the troll is in the cellar - I thought you knew!" and passed out.

Hearing his words, almost everyone panicked, and Severus quickly ordered the prefects and the head of the academy to organize the team and evacuate safely.

Ange glanced around slightly, and his eyes fell on Gryffindor. Seeing that there seemed to be one person missing from the first-year crowd, his eyes turned slightly cold.

Hermione seems to be missing...

With a certain look in her eyes, she saw Harry and Ron running out of the crowd seemingly watching.

Frowning slightly, it's fine if that Ron is impulsive... But why is Harry so reckless?Hasn't he experienced enough of the lessons from the beginning?

Pursing her lips tightly, she glanced around, seeing that the attention of others was not on her at the moment, she moved her footsteps lightly, and quietly left from the blind spot of everyone's eyes.

Looking at the empty corridor, Ange frowned slightly. It seemed that she was as reckless as Harry, and came out without serious consideration. Now... where are they?

A pearl-colored shadow was reflected in his eyes, and when Peeves was about to pass through the wall, Ange hurriedly called out: "Peves, do you know where Harry and the others are?"

"Huh?" Peeves was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't react, and after a closer look, he floated over excitedly, "So it's Ange? Are you looking for Harry and the others?"

"Yeah!" Angle nodded. She has no ill feeling towards Peeves. Thanks to Barrow, the bloody ghost from Slytherin College, and Professor Binns from the History of Magic, her relationship with Hogwarts ghosts is even worse. good.

"There!" Peeves pointed in one direction. For some reason, he was always a bit afraid of this pretty girl who looked soft, weak and quiet, so naturally he didn't dare to play tricks on her!

"Thank you!" Ange didn't forget to thank him as he ran towards the direction Peeves pointed at.

Harry nervously held the wand in his hand, as if in this way he would have great courage and ability to defeat the ugly, mindless troll in front of him.

He made a lot of noises, trying to confuse the troll's attention, but it was obviously useless. At this time, Harry did something that could be said to be quite brave, but also stupid - he jumped on the troll's back, and The wand went up the troll's nostril.

The troll screamed in pain, trying to throw Harry off, and Harry was indeed thrown off.

The moment it was about to hit the ground, the sound of bullets piercing the air sounded, and it crossed Harry's back and hit the troll directly on the forehead.

Red blood and white brains were scattered all over the ground, and the disgusting smell of blood filled the air instantly. Ron and Hermione turned pale instantly, and couldn't help retching.

And the girl in black leather armor held a silver gun, blew at the smoking muzzle, then put it away, and looked at Harry with a sneer.

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