[HP] Pledge allegiance to Gellert

So the herbal medicine class passed in such a mess, and finally the herbal medicine class ended before Eric could bear it no longer.

Zabini and Wells breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.God, we can't stop the prefect...

Fortunately... even if it is a prefect or something, it is not good to fight with the teacher.

But after class, Eric returned to normal. I don't know why...he returned to normal too quickly, right?

"Leader?"

"Oh, I'm fine, it's just that the professor doesn't like it." Eric said, "Six-foot papers in herbal medicine class, how about we go to the library?"

God bless you.

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In terms of student quality, Gryffindor is really terrible.Slytherin may be the most eloquent of the four houses.Because what Slytherin pays attention to is loyalty. If you identify a leader, you will be absolutely loyal.

Enrique led the Slytherin people down to the library without any exception, under the watchful eyes of everyone in Gryffindor.They have no classes in the afternoon and only one astronomy class until evening.

Astronomy, really enough.

Astronomy is Eric's worst subject.

This is a real embarrassment!

The good news is that this evening they're with Ravenclaws instead of Gryffindors for astronomy.

This is really a blessing in misfortune, a great consolation.

"Wells, you can eat lunch by yourself, don't call me, come and find me for dinner." Eric said to Wells and the others while looking for a book.

"Leader?"

"Well, I don't want to eat lunch."

"Ok."

Eric was taken aback when he turned around the bookshelf to look for a book. The short brown-haired boy walking across looked familiar.Well, it seems to be the one who reminded him to get on the boat by the lake and he thought it was Albus Dumbledore!

His reaction at the time seemed not very kind?

Well, it seems that it is really not very kind.

This... Eric was in a hurry to get out of the way.Even if he doesn't know much about the world, he will be embarrassed when he encounters this kind of scene, okay?He hasn't been so Mary Sue to take the initiative to go up to say hello to be an idiot.

Zabini and the others came back in the afternoon.Eric flipped through the book and suddenly thought of the college ranking.

Slytherin is still good.Wells is a top student, that Gaunt seems to be a top student, Albus Dumbledore is a top student, Minerva McGonagall is a top student, Ravenclaw is a top student everywhere, Hufflepuff's class He will hide his clumsiness when he grows up, and if he has a dark belly, he may also be a top student... In this way, the water at Hogwarts is still very deep, and it will really take some effort for Eric to win the first place in the school.

As for the Hogwarts professor... Eric had nothing to say.Of course, he really wanted to pinch Minister Carthlet's neck and roar: Are you really sure that what you left in Slytherin is a wall of merit and not a black history of offending people? !Have you ever thought that one day those people you bullied will become your son's teachers ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Apparently Minister Carthlet hadn't thought about it. ==

Eric lay down on the table, feeling a little decadent.

I spent an afternoon in the library.

Eric feels like watching astronomy makes him shit.

It seems that every teacher is particularly dissatisfied with the students making fun of the subject, so they will show the danger of the subject to the students in the first class. Education a hundred years ago is really different from a hundred years later, at least the current teachers are not like the teachers in a hundred years. They all regard students as flowers in the greenhouse, and now they are more cultivating the ability to survive in the wild.

The highest meaning is survival... It can only be said that the professors at Hogwarts are too prescient, and the war is really coming soon.Really... looking forward to it, what kind of performance will his Lord have?

To be king, or to be soft-hearted?It will all depend on the decision of his Lord.

This will also determine his future path, whether it is worth fighting for or not.

Erik stood up, loosening his spine a bit, his neck was a little stiff from sitting too long.

I only had a little breakfast and didn't eat lunch. Eric now only hopes that his hunger can make him ignore the weird smell of the British kitchen as much as possible.

"Leader? It's probably dinner time."

"Got it, let's go."

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Well, the scene of thousands of people eating together in the auditorium, Eric said that he really couldn't get used to it for a long time.I am afraid that intensive phobia or something will be forced to death.

Wells and the others were put down at the long table in Slytherin. Eric wanted to sit with them, but looking around, he felt that it was not good to grab someone's seat, so Eric went straight to the end of the long table. Leave the position of prefect.

The seats in the seventh building were very peaceful, very peaceful, because thirteen of the fourteen seats were vacant, and only Master Malfoy sat quietly in the chief seat to eat.

Seeing him coming, Master Malfoy moved the silver fork in his hand, and asked in surprise, "Huh? Eric? Why did you come here?"

...The corner of Eric's mouth twitched after saying these words. Didn't everyone else come?

Master Malfoy saw his twitching, and clapped his hands: "That's right, prefects generally don't like to come to the auditorium, because they always bring their own house-elf. Seriously, if it weren't for the rules that the chief must Come on, I don't want to come here either."

...Hey, Senior Malfoy, you are really open-minded.Look at the neat seats in the college next to you, and look at the situation where there is only you in a large area... Don't you think it's desolate?Eric couldn't help feeling a little bit ashamed.

By the way... Eric squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the Gryffindor long table. Sure enough, he saw the chief of Gryffindor, Potter, who looked like Voldemort, had been discharged from the hospital alive and well, and a group of people surrounded him The girl from Gryffindor, that guy is laughing so fucking wildly that people want to smash him when they see it.

Master Malfoy didn't raise his head, he just ate the steak on the plate slowly, then found a green ribbon and loosely tied his platinum-blond long hair and tied it to one shoulder, and then kept his face and eyes fixed. Continue to eat dessert: "You want to beat him up?"

……Um? !Enrique turned his head in surprise, how did you know, Senior Malfoy?

Master Malfoy still didn't look up, but he knew everything like a magic stick: "Don't ask me how I know, because I don't want to look up every day, and when I see him, I just want to put the plate in his face."

Oh...Master Eric nodded like that, but he was muttering in his heart, why did Senior Malfoy suddenly feel something wrong with his long hair...

Full of hormones, enchanting... Your sister, this feeling is too wrong... If it is true that the Malfoy family is just like the professor sarcasm, the platinum peacock with full hormones is really worthy of seducing Adam to fall, snakes and roses .

Eric turned his head and saw that the auditorium was really quiet.Many people were eating, but they were secretly watching Malfoy.The Gryffindor girls are the most, and the Slytherin girls know the virtues of the chief, so they all keep their eyes on each other.

And... Senior... Potter is looking at you, hello!

Master Malfoy's movements were still graceful and calm.Never looked up as if he didn't know anything.

"Eric, later I discovered the best way to hit him without losing my grace. Do you know what it is?"

"..." Wouldn't it be like this now?In the late stage of the second disease, it needs to be cured!

"That's right." Master Malfoy finally opened his eyes and smiled, platinum blonde hair and light gray eyes were shining, "It's just to take away the attention from him, make people come to see me, and make him mad, it's very satisfying. Uh ...Eric, do you want a salad?"

Eric's face was expressionless... Although he really didn't want to complain, but what kind of magical turning point was that in the end?

The black thread took the salad handed over by Senior Malfoy, and Eric looked in the direction of Gryffindor, and sure enough, he saw the group of girls looking at this side holding their hearts and talking, and their eyes turned pink.Chief Potter, who was dressed in black, sat on a chair and turned to look this way. Although he didn't know the specific situation, he could see his half-smile and half-smile expression from a long distance away.

Does it work?Sure enough, he is worthy of being a senior, poisonous enough!Eric gave a thumbs up, but when he turned around, he saw Master Malfoy's personal house elf Doro appearing, and respectfully put a glass of white liquid next to Master Malfoy's hand.

It's just milk, but Master Malfoy's smile obviously froze for two seconds.

"Hi, Doro~" Eric greeted.When he was at Malfoy Manor, Dorothy was also serving him, so Dorothy and others had long been familiar with each other.

"Master Eric, good evening." Dorothy bowed respectfully.

"Doro, I want a fruit pie with a mixture of apple and banana, please." Eric smiled and Mimi ordered the food.

Doro is very good at crafting, and Grace has been learning from her.

"Okay, Master Eric, please wait a moment, Doro will serve the fruit pie right away." Doro bowed again and agreed.

"Great! Thanks Doro!"

"It's Dorothy's honor that Master Eric likes what Dorothy makes!"

"Doro, you are so kind!"

Eric was in a good mood when he had something to eat.Faced with Eric's elation, Master Malfoy did not express any opinion on this, but slightly raised the corners of his lips, took a sip of milk, and said, "Doro, give Master Eric a glass too." milk."

How do you say it?It's hard to be the same...

"Okay! Doro is going now." Doro straightened up excitedly, then bowed again, and disappeared with a bang.

Eric watched the house-elf's transformation, feeling really envious.Hogwarts prohibits Apparatus, but elves can also Apparate in Hogwarts, so it is very convenient to go anywhere.

Of course, the focus of the people in the auditorium is not this.

Eric didn't notice that everyone in the auditorium stopped.Oh shit... he can command Malfoy's personal house elf... 〒▽〒... This is what most people think.

Instigate house elves or something... this is a very personal matter!

This is really...

Maybe Master Malfoy saw it, but he didn't say anything.Occasionally, this kind of misunderstanding is also very pleasant.

This time Mr. Potter's eyes turned to Eric again.Master Malfoy said nothing with a happy face, he picked up the glass and sipped the milk in small sips in a concealed manner.

Eric suddenly came to his senses...Looking around, he almost knelt down.Senior... I... sooner or later, I will be played to death because of your love of playing.

Master Malfoy was observing Mr. Potter's expression, suddenly turned his head, then glanced at him, and said, "Is it so uncomfortable to live in England?"

well?Eric bit his fork and looked up, "No."

"Don't deny it, I can list at least thirteen kinds of evidence that you are not used to it, do you want to hear it?"

"...Forget it."

Eric wilted, and then depressed: "Actually...it's okay, there's nothing particularly uncomfortable...it's bearable."

"Yes." Master Malfoy nodded. "Since you have brought the Jiayang community, don't come here again." Anyway, Eric is not the chief or something, and it's not worth it to force himself.

"Oh." Eric nodded, then picked up the milk and drank it down.Fortunately, his father also has the habit of forcing him to drink milk, so a glass of milk is not a problem at all.but……

"Senior, do you hate milk?" ==

Master Malfoy was still sipping the milk in small sips, and when he heard the words, he glanced over lightly: "Huh?"

"...It's better to drink it all in one gulp, ==, it's even more unbearable to drink it slowly."

"..." Master Malfoy didn't speak, he just took one mouthful after another, and finally drank the glass of milk before he spoke again: "Eric."

"Ok?"

"Actually, I don't hate drinking milk."

"Ah?" Then your disgusted expression...

Master Malfoy looked over, with a half-smile: "Actually, I despise it."

"Ok?"

Master Malfoy smiled, with a noble and elegant smile: "Don't you think of anything when you see milk?"

"???"

"Don't you think, milk is very similar to rice green liquid? ^_^, the fishy smell is also very similar."