[HP] Platinum Children

Draco hated himself for getting carried away with convincing the Sorting Hat to put him in Slytherin - because Slytherin never recruited wizards of Muggle blood, he could make the Sorting Hat back down, and even Draco had some Complacent, so he asked Andrea why it took so long for her to be sorted.

What did the Sorting Hat tell him?

The Sorting Hat complained: "That kid is obviously a Gryffindor, but he insists on going into Slytherin—ah——"

At that time, Draco was about to stand up, but when he heard the words of the Sorting Hat, he stepped on the ground, because he had short legs, so he fell hard...

The high stool was knocked down because of Draco's fall, and there was a "bang". For a moment, it was extremely loud in the candlelit auditorium. Draco's gaze fell on Draco as brightly as a candle.

At that moment, the entire hall was extremely quiet, and even the sound of people's breathing seemed to be inaudible.

Professor McGonagall, who was standing next to her, had the quickest reaction, and she immediately helped Draco up: "Oh, kid, are you okay?"

Draco stood up with the help of Professor McGonagall with a wry smile, a slight blush appeared on his fair face, and his ears felt a little hot: "Thank you, Professor, I'm fine."

Merlin, what a shame!

Draco raised his head and looked at the four long tables below, all kinds of eyes were focused on him, some were curious, some were surprised, some were angry, some were disgusted, some were gloating and so on.

However, Draco, who was once pointed at the nose and scolded Death Eaters after the war, was immune to these gazes—it was just that he was a little worried about Andrea's opinion.

His fall, to put it simply, was because he was reckless and fell off the stool; to put it more seriously, it was because he was dissatisfied with the branch and couldn't accept it for a while, so he fell off in agitation .

All Malfoys have a Slytherin complex. If Andrea thinks that he is dissatisfied with the results of the sorting, then the distance between him and her that has just been shortened may soon retreat as far as the English Channel.

He looked towards the Slytherin table, and the first thing he saw was a little girl in black school robes with platinum blonde hair.

The little girl opened her big gray eyes and looked at him dully. Seeing him looking at her, she immediately came back to her senses. Under the candlelight, her beautiful little face immediately became vivid. There was no emotion in her eyes. She put the gold-painted white gauze fan on the long table, and clapped her slender hands rhythmically.

The sudden applause sounded, and people realized that this was a branch school. When a freshman has a college affiliation, the college must give a welcome expression.

The little snakes at the Slytherin table looked at Andrea who was applauding, and responded one after another—no matter why the platinum boy fell down, Malfoy had already made a welcome gesture, not to mention that it was a platinum boy. boy, no?

Severus Snape on the professor's chair frowned slightly, looked at the little platinum girl who was applauding, and then at the platinum girl who was walking towards the Slytherin table, who was seven points similar to Lucius Boy, a touch of worry flashed away in his pair of dark eyes.

Andrea gave Pansy a look at Pansy, who was sitting next to her. The shoulder-length black-haired girl understood it very cleverly, and immediately moved a seat to make way for the seat next to the little platinum princess.

Draco sat down beside Andrea with an elegant smile, and when he met Andrea's eyes, his gray eyes were extremely bright against the candlelight, and he smiled softly, Sincere and sincere: "Thank you."

Andrea raised her chin slightly, her fair and delicate skin looked extraordinarily radiant and smooth under the candlelight, she also smiled softly, her eyes half-bent: "You're welcome." Her voice was very soft, but like spring water It flowed into the ears of everyone at the Slytherin table: "Don't forget, your hair is platinum blonde like mine."

Every little snake on the long table shuddered.

When they saw Draco's portrait, they really wanted to test it out in the next few days. It would be great if they could provoke Malfoy to fight among themselves—no one doubted Draco His parentage - they were all sure and affirmed that Draco must be the child of Patriarch Malfoy.

However, Andrea's words were a warning to everyone that even if Malfoy wanted to fight among themselves, it was a matter for Malfoy to close the door.The implication is that those who dare to intervene, don't blame Malfoy for being rude.

In an instant, the little snakes all made a quick decision.

Even if Malfoy wanted to fight among himself, it would be after the two platinum nobles became adults. If they dared to provoke now, they would probably bear the thunderous wrath of the platinum nobles in the Malfoy manor.

Anyway, many things can happen in seven years. At this stage, they decided to wait and see.

Draco nodded with a smile, satisfied with Andrea's response.

The Sorting Hat must have fallen into disrepair - look, what a Slytherin way of doing it?One sentence can make the little snakes on the long table rest their minds.

However, Draco quickly swallowed back his evaluation of the Sorting Hat.

Now that everyone had rested their minds, they naturally turned their attention back to the freshman sorting.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Andrea held the white gauze fan and shook it carelessly. In fact, a pair of round gray eyes looked at Draco, and the long eyelashes curled slightly like a fan. As cute as a doll.

Draco didn't admit that he didn't have insanity, but he was sure he really understood that her sister was sending a message: I have something to say, I have something to say.

Is there anything that cannot be said openly?Obviously this topic has a certain degree of privacy.

That being the case, why can't we speak after staying away from the crowd?Do you have to look at him like that?It can be seen that his younger sister's temper is a bit irritable—unexpectedly, Draco remembered Andrea's curiosity about Harry's appearance before sorting—Merlin, isn't this impatience and curiosity one of Gryffindor's standards? One?Suddenly, Draco felt a headache.

But fortunately, I didn't ignore it, but also knew how to restrain it, which is considered a blessing in misfortune...

Draco glanced at Andrea's big eyes again, sighed helplessly, drew out his hawthorn wand, and cast a soundproofing spell.

"Okay, I cast the Soundproofing Charm. Say whatever you want..."

Andrea looked at the hawthorn wand in Draco's hand in surprise, and after a while she said with bright eyes: "Draco, you are amazing. I have always wanted to learn the Soundproofing Charm, but I don't have enough magic power. Dad said, if I cast it forcefully, it will damage my magic power development."

"My magic power is naturally stronger than that of my peers." When he came back, he came back with half the magic power of his heyday. Compared with his peers, it was not stronger, but much stronger.He thought that his sister really seemed to have a Gryffindor temper, so he couldn't help exhorting: "What your father said is right, you must not force it, I guess you can use it when you are in the second grade, Be patient."

"Don't worry, I'm not a Gryffindor, so I won't try my best!" Andrea said without guilt at all, she always thought she was a Slytherin, an authentic Slytherin, as for the Sorting Hat If—oh, that hat is crazy!

The corner of Draco's mouth twitched: "Of course. I'm just talking too much."

"What other spells do you have? I feel like you know everything."

"How can it be? I just know some simple things... such as clean up, clear water like a spring..." Draco only dared to say simple things, he was really afraid of arousing Andrea's curiosity , and then want to learn - it's not that he doesn't want to teach her, but that she is still young and must learn step by step, but because he is the same age as her now, he has no position to say that she is too young to learn...

"Then can you attack magic?" Andrea didn't quite believe it. She always felt that he would definitely not be so simple, but she couldn't be sure—because he was only 11 years old like her, and he would be too much , Does his physical condition support it?

"Some. Like the Leg Locking Curse, the Petrification Curse..." Draco tried hard to remember what he knew when he was 11 years old.

The two discussed the spell until the end of the sorting, and then the two began to have an elegant dinner, and naturally they did not discuss any further.

It's just that Draco is very strange - what is Andrea trying to say?Why haven't you said anything?

Of course, Draco didn't know that Andrea wanted to ask him why he fell off the stool, but Draco's sound-proof spell took her full attention, and she had long since forgotten her. What I wanted to say.