HP, don't come here

4,

"Damn Dumbledore, I already wrote to my dad, and my dad said he would kick her out of Hogwarts! A Dumbledore who wants to go into Slytherin? Look, she will soon Will cry and beg me!"

You had just given the command to walk into the Slytherin announcement lounge when you heard Draco's angry voice.

You walk a few steps forward and see Draco sitting on the sofa in the lounge.

Pansy was leaning against the back of the sofa, Crabbe and Goyle were standing behind each other, and Blaise and Nott were sitting beside each other.

At a glance, the pure-blood families of the first-year Slytherin seem to have clear boundaries in terms of power.

"Are you talking about me?" You smiled and approached.

Startled, Draco nearly stood up.

He was even angrier at the realization that he had been frightened like this by a Dumbledore.

"Yeah, I was talking about you." Draco gave you a provocative look. "We were wondering when you would leave Hogwarts."

The Slytherins around Draco seem to have forgotten that he was molested by you in the Great Hall, and their position does not allow them to remember a moment of Malfoy's embarrassment.

At this time, they held their heads high, with malicious intent in their eyes.

Of course, what I'm watching is your good show.

No one thinks you can continue at Hogwarts despite complaints from the trustees.

You walked up to Draco and sat down. The sofa he was sitting on could fit five people, but he was the only one sitting in the middle of the sofa with his legs crossed.

"When will I leave Hogwarts?" You looked at Draco with a smile on your face.

"If you promise to marry me, we can leave now."

Draco stood up suddenly, and the other Slytherins immediately changed their positions, and a dozen pairs of eyes stared at you.

And when you unhurriedly took out Lemon Xuebao from your pocket and was about to eat it, you felt a bunch of unkind eyes like knives.

you:?

Little things, little things, don't panic.

I saw you knelt on one knee and handed out Lemon Xuebao.

"I stole Lemon Xuebao, but I love you for real. Will you marry me?"

I understand, he is waiting for me to propose.

I raised my eyebrows at him.

Draco:?

Everyone in Slytherin:?

5,

Draco slapped the lemon sherbet in your hand away, his face flushed red: "Go away!"

You pouted, as if you understood everything.

"Lemon Xuebao, come here."

You didn't hold a wand, and just said the spell slowly.

The candy that was knocked into the air flew back to your hand.

You unwrap the package and put the Lemon Sherbet in your mouth.

Slytherin first years look at you, and even passing seniors look at you.

A first-year freshman who hasn't taken any classes yet can use wandless magic so proficiently.

A few seniors stand aside, their inquiring eyes drifting past you.

Draco obviously couldn't believe it.

"You can use wandless magic?"

You nodded, patted the non-existent ash on your knees, and looked at the boy with the golden head.

There are so many things you don't know!

"It's okay, Draco, you will have many more chances to get me."

You walked past him and patted his shoulder.

What a pity, Draco is a shy little boy today too!

6,

Stories of your deeds spread throughout the school directly from the Slytherin common room.

Everyone is saying this.

Some people kneel on one knee at the beginning of school, and some people are still struggling with unrequited love after graduation. What are you waiting for?

Draco and you are suddenly more compelling than the savior Potter.

"It's over there, look!"

"Which side?"

"Look! That blond haired man is Miss Dumbledore's man!"

"The one who followed behind with a smile is that Miss Dumbledore!"

Draco turned cold for a moment.

"Is he the one who was proposed?"

Draco gritted his teeth.

"Yes! I heard that he turned around shyly and left!"

Draco clenched his fists.

"I heard that Miss Dumbledore said that he can have her anytime he wants!"

Your old god is watching Draco with an angry face in front of you, and slowly following him, listening to your gossip by the way.

"So happy!"

"So brave!"

"how romantic!"

Draco turned sharply, pointing at you.

"You! It's you! You Dumbledore! Stop following me! You're annoying!"

You looked at him innocently.

"But there's only one way for Slytherins to get to the Great Hall!"

There was no one talking around, but everyone's eyes always swept over you and Draco indifferently.

Draco also felt the dense sight of watching the show.

He let out a sharp breath, turned his head and continued walking towards the auditorium.

You followed him with a smile.

As soon as he arrived at the long table in Slytherin, he started to eat with a dull head, and picked up the knife and fork vigorously. The steak on the plate was like that annoying Dumbledore, and the knife slammed heavily on the plate to make a harsh sound.

You sit next to him, eating breakfast elegantly, like a professionally trained lady.

The Malfoy's horned owl flew in, and he stopped in front of Draco, dropping a package and a letter.

Draco's face turned red now, and he glanced at you provocatively.

He opened the letter right away, wanting to announce in full view that you had to leave Hogwarts.

Until he sees his father telling him not to act rashly, it's better to befriend you.

"One day you will be kicked out of Hogwarts by me, Dumbledore!"

He warned you in your ear, grabbed the package, turned around and left.

What the hell!

Why wasn't this Dumbledore driven away!

pissed him off!

You raised your eyebrows and looked at his back.

"Looks don't lie, Draco, love speaks out loud."

Draco staggered, then turned to give you a hard look.

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Some people reach their peak when they debut, and propose marriage when they enter school. How dare you be single!

Aubrey sends you an urging.