[HP]Helen Pan

The Christmas holidays pass almost in the blink of an eye with one social and one dance after another.Now, it's time to go back to Hogwarts.To be honest, this makes me a little nervous, after all, it's time to finally face everyone.I can hardly imagine how Harry and the others will look at me, maybe I will once again stand in the position of a traitor.

"Honey, what are you thinking?" Draco hugged me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder in a comfortable and intimate position.

At this moment I was packing the suitcase for tomorrow, I put the last few clothes in the suitcase, then put away the worried look on my face before turning around and giving him a hug without saying a word.

"Are you worried about tomorrow?" Draco leaned into my ear, with a slight smile in his voice, he said, "No matter what you will encounter, I will face it with you by your side."

When I went back to school, my grandfather was busy and couldn't come to see me off.But his car still took us steadily to the village of Hogsmeade. The small village can already have a panoramic view of Hogwarts Castle in the distance. The clouds are gloomy on the spire of the castle, which makes me feel depressed.Draco walked around from the other side of the car and put his arms around his shoulders, "Go get something to drink!" As he said, he squeezed my shoulders and led me to the Pig's Head bar on the side.

Maybe a delicious butterbeer will warm you up now, I nodded and was about to follow Draco's suggestion and walk to the bar when a cold wind blew against me, the feeling of a chill down the back was so familiar.

I just felt that after a blur before our eyes, a black, tall and thin figure appeared in front of us.He could almost guess with his fingernails that the person who came must be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor whom he hadn't seen for a whole holiday——Snape.He was still as gloomy as ever, his hair that had not been washed for a long time was greasy and tufted in strands, and he was wearing a pure black cloak. Now there was a thin layer of falling snow on his hair and cloak, and his whole body was under negative pressure. looming.It made one think he must have had a bad Christmas.It could be that he didn't get the holiday raise, maybe the students were off and no one could satisfy his mean mouth, but judging from the state of his hair, it's likely that Hogwarts stopped during the holidays. water...

Just as I was thinking wildly, Snape was staring at Draco, his slightly squinted eyes were dark and looked a bit pervasive.Perhaps because he realized that I was observing him, he raised his bloodless lips and sneered at me, and the sharp canine teeth were clearly visible.If I understand correctly, the professor's look should be translated into—'Chop Suey!Don't know how to get out? 'I figured maybe he had something to talk to Draco about.

Snape's eyes quickly slipped away from me in disgust, he snorted and turned to shake the snow off his cloak before giving Draco a wink to follow.

I stuck out my tongue and was about to let go of Draco's hand sensibly, but instead he held me tighter.I was a little surprised, I stared at Draco and smiled, and then asked, "Are you afraid of being detained by the professor for cleaning the cauldron?"

Draco gave me a puzzled look, smiled casually, and said charmingly, "Of course! So I would like to invite a beautiful lady to accompany me. I wonder if you would like it?"

I laughed, and the gloom just now was swept away, "I am willing to go with you." As I said that, I handed my hand into his open palm.

Draco laughed, and he squeezed my hand tightly, "Forgive me for not wanting to let you go again, beautiful lady."

At this time, Professor Snape in front of him probably realized that there was no one behind him at all. He suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at us grimly, and said in a resentful tone, "Mister and Miss, can you please put away your Pheromones?" He used a negotiating tone, but his tone was extremely serious.

"Professor, Helen is going with us." Draco said to Snape, holding my hand.

Snape snorted ahead, then he shook his cloak and turned around smartly, "Follow me!"

Snape's office is no stranger to me, it is still gloomy and filled with all kinds of weird herbs, even though he is no longer the Potions professor.

Draco and I sat down cautiously on the chairs in front of his desk, and Snape's face became even uglier when he entered the office.He walked back and forth, staring at Draco sullenly from time to time, like the kind of eyes that deliberately make people feel guilty and uneasy.

Snape stood still suddenly, and he sat down on his seat abruptly, the black cloak being rubbed against the air making a violent sound.He glanced back and forth between the two of us as if impatient, and finally set his sights on Draco, "Who told you to leave school?!" Snape glanced at me, "Or are you being bullied by something? I started to stuff my head with stones after I got infected?! You should know how dangerous it is to leave school now!" He licked his lips, glanced at me quickly as if hesitating, and then lowered his voice and said , "I promised your mother to protect you! And yet you go to Yule Ball after Yule Ball!"

"Yes, Professor." Draco opened his mouth and sighed after hearing this, he folded his hands on the table and leaned forward slightly, "I'm not a rat in the sewer. I think my precarious family needs me so Do it, or those people will soon feel that the Malfoy family has been dismantled!"

"So..." Snape looked at me again at this moment, that look made people feel cold, "So you chose-this way." His tone was a little contemptuous, as if he despised this behave similarly.

"Yes." Draco looked straight at Snape with firm eyes.His expression made me feel warmer than ever before, and a feeling sprang out from the bottom of my heart for no reason, filling me up, maybe that kind of feeling is called a sense of security.

Suddenly, I thought, maybe Draco could be relied on too.

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Yes, although he is not a good thing, he can be relied on.

"What should I do with this thing?" I looked at the small bottle of mixed poison in my hand, a little worried.The liquid in the glass bottle was pink, a bit like watermelon juice, and Slughorn asked us to concoct the antidote for this thing independently.After imitating others to pour the shaking hands into the crucible, I sighed and flipped through the book, only to find that there was a note on the page recording Bagroot's third law, which recorded the operation steps in detail.I couldn't believe my good luck, but upon closer inspection I found that it was Draco's handwriting.I just remembered that Draco seemed to have borrowed my potions textbook when I was doing evening study last night!

Does it look like Draco is going to start making up for his bad image?As I was thinking about it, I looked at Draco who was a few steps away. He was seriously tinkering with his medicinal materials, which looked very charming.

Mom was right, serious men are the most attractive!

"Looks like the Half-Blood Prince can't help Harry this time." Hermione was busy with the matter at hand, and she glanced at Harry from time to time, knowing that she was always concerned about Harry's falsification of the Half-Blood Prince's notes to get the professor's appreciation. Very concerned.

"Maybe!" I looked away from Draco and agreed with Hermione in a good mood, and then started to do the first step according to the instructions on the small note, "Harry looks worried?" I tried to talk to him between experiments. Hermione chatted.

Hermione was obviously very busy, and the wand in her hand kept flying up and down.After hearing what I said, Hermione paused hesitantly. She glanced at Harry quickly, then poured the boiling transparent liquid in the cauldron into the crystal bottle, and then said, "He has some doubts and wants to ask Si Professor Lughorn figured it out."

Well, with the reunion with Draco, my Gryffindor friends and I have entered a sensitive period again.Hermione's answer was obviously perfunctory, but it was the last answer she could give.I took one more look at Harry, then gathered all my thoughts and continued to prepare my antidote, but even with the help of the little note, my antidote was still a mess before the end of get out of class.I took a sneak peek at Hermione's cauldron, and she, reassuringly, seemed to be nothing more than a theoretical colossus, too.

Although the stuff in Harry's cauldron that had condensed into a sticky substance was also bad, the little prince in Potions did not disappoint Professor Slughorn.Harry once again won Professor Slughorn's appreciation with a bezoar, to which Hermione was very dissatisfied.

"Well, don't expect you to get better marks in Potions than Harry. He's the professor's favorite." I reassured Hermione half-jokingly as I packed up, but she's getting a little more serious now.

"Who would mind if he got the points by his own intelligence!" Hermione whispered quickly, and then she looked at Harry again, and after her eyes met Ron, she seemed to be He turned his head like an electric shock, and then left angrily.

"May I have the honor to invite you to have some afternoon tea?" Draco asked very gentlemanly when he walked to my table after clearing the table.

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"Very happy." I smiled and nodded at him.Draco exchanged a glance with me, and then moved his gaze to Harry who was on the side naturally and gracefully.Harry was slowly packing his things, and from time to time he paid attention to Slughorn on the podium.I patted Draco on the arm and he was still looking at Harry, smiling meaningfully.

"What are you looking at?!" Perhaps sensing Draco's peeping, Harry yelled at him angrily.

Draco smiled brighter, he raised his eyebrows, then pointed to the left side of his cloak and said, "Potter, you have some medicine here." Then he took my arm and left.

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"You're courting Harry," I said as we descended the stairs in a voice only the two of us could hear.

"That's right." Draco deliberately whispered into my ear, "I'm different now. Although I still don't like that guy, it's necessary to have a good relationship with the Savior."

Draco's so-called afternoon tea was arranged in the Room of Requirement, which I thought was a good place.It always generously fulfills your every wish.So we saw the sofa, the steaming and fragrant black tea, and the baked golden and crispy snacks.

Draco sat down on the sofa straight away. He was obviously hungry, so he picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth.For us at this age, food is always unable to satisfy our strong appetite.

"Do you need milk?" Draco poured me a cup of tea, then looked up and asked me courteously.

"Okay, thank you." At this moment, I was admiring the display on the bookshelf on one side, so I nodded without looking back.There is a thin layer of dust on the wooden shelves, and there are many interesting and aged things on it, and even I can see the sense of age in those things.

Looking up slowly, I inadvertently noticed a crown on the top of the shelf. It looked like it had been held for a long time, and the thick dust had accumulated so that I could barely see the approximate shape.

"Helen?"

At this time Draco called my name softly from behind, and I looked away from the crown as if awakened from a big dream. Looking at the crown at this time, I felt very uncomfortable in my heart, it was a strange feeling. The feeling is almost a rejection from the heart, as if the existence of that thing is very uncomfortable.