[HP] The girl with black hair

Artemia didn't expect Harry to expose himself as a Parseltongue in public, and she was a little surprised by him.

The black snake turned to look at Harry, and innocently spat out the snake letter.

Professor Snape looked at Harry in surprise, and waved his wand at the black snake, and the snake emitted a burst of fire and disappeared in place.

The fight club, which was held because of the attack of the basilisk, ended quickly because of Harry's Parseltongue.

Draco took Artemia and walked forward quickly, leaving the other three far behind.

Draco didn't stop until he reached a place where no one was around. He cast several anti-tap spells around him, and he whispered in surprise, "How could that scarred head be Parseltongue! I Never believe he's a descendant of Slytherin!"

He is indeed not, Artemia replied to him in her heart.

"What did he say? And the snake?"

Artemia thought back, "He told the snake not to attack the Hufflepuff."

"Oh." Draco sneered, and said sarcastically: "I can guarantee that tomorrow Hogwarts will spread the word that Potter ordered that snake to attack that Hufflepuff."

The ability of Hogwarts to spread news is like the snow outside, getting bigger and bigger, and some students even speculate that Harry is a descendant of Slytherin.

As the protagonist of the incident, Harry was not happy at all. He sat by the bedroom window in his thin pajamas and watched the snowstorm outside.

It was at this time that Hedwig flew to the window. She flapped her wings and gently pecked at the glass with her beak.

Harry hurriedly opened the window to let her in, the icy snow brought a biting cold wind to him, and he quickly closed the window after Hedwig flew in.

Harry looked at her in surprise: "Hedwig, why are you here?"

Hedwig flew to Harry's shoulder, nuzzling his neck sideways.

Feeling better, Harry smiled and reached out to brush her feathers.

Herbology class was canceled the next day because of the heavy snow, and Professor Sprout had to find time to take care of the precious mandrakes.

Herbology class was cancelled, but there was no shortage of herbology papers, and they still had to write a paper on blackroot, which was four feet long.

Artemia and Draco gathered around the table in the cellar, doing their homework.

Millicent flipped through various materials. She looked at Artemia, who had no reference books, but wrote more smoothly than them: "Mia, how much do you have?"

Artemia finished writing the summary of the last sentence, put down the quill, and stretched her neck: "It's just finished."

In the next second, her paper was taken away. Millicent looked at it carefully and widened her eyes: "You have written two inches more! And I am two feet short!"

Draco did not squint, and also wrote a full stop for his thesis: "With your brain, I am not surprised that you still have half of it."

"Oh." She replied indifferently, she was used to his ridicule.

Millicent and his own reference book, which served as a backing for the two-inch-longer paper, were joined by Gore and Crabbe, who hadn't written as many as Millicent.

Draco looked at the three chubby heads together, he raised his hand and threw his papers over together, dragging out a long voice, "Use your limited brain capacity to look carefully, don't write them all the same. "

The three of them were taken aback at the same time, and happily took the paper full of words, holding a quill pen and writing quickly on the parchment, line after line.

A senior Slytherin came into the common room with new news that Justin and Nearly Headless Nick had been petrified, and Filch caught Harry on the spot.

The Slytherins whispered: "Headless Nick is petrified?"

"Isn't he already dead?"

"Could it be Potter? Didn't Potter encourage that snake to attack that Hufflepuff in the fight club?"

Headless Nick being petrified adds to the fear of the students, who can't wait for the Christmas holidays to come.

On the day before the Christmas holiday, Artemia finally found a chance to complete the task that Tom gave her. She pretended to accidentally knock over the absent-minded Ginny, and put the black book in the pile of scattered books. The diary was stuffed back again, and as for the rest, it was up to the eloquent Mr. Riddle.

Finally, under the increasingly tense atmosphere of the school, they ushered in the short Christmas holiday. Millicent boarded the Hogwarts express with both reluctance and expectation. She did not bring a beaver when she left. She hoped that she would My roommate can take good care of the fat cat.

Artemia agreed repeatedly, the beaver is so obedient, she doesn't need to take care of it at all.

Draco was getting more and more excited, he could hardly wait for Christmas to come soon, although his excitement was seriously felt by others that he wanted something bad.

Behind him, the eyes of the Gryffindor trio locked on him.

"You can see his feet wanting to jump into the sky! He must have a conspiracy!" Ron said convincingly.

Harry was a little excited, which was good news for him, "I hope we can get something out of him."

"Sure," Ron stared at the backs of the four people in front, "Malfoy left those two followers and Box just to find helpers!"

"No!" Harry retorted, "Mia will not do bad things for Malfoy."

"Hey! Harry! She must know something, too, considering she was almost inseparable from that Malfoy in the second year!"

Hermione didn't quite agree with Ron's statement, she interrupted them: "The Polyjuice Potion is about to succeed, and tomorrow night we can get Malfoy to tell the truth."

Draco dismissed Goyle and Crabbe as soon as he got back to the common room, but there were still a few remaining Slytherins still in the common room.

"Brace is home, I'm alone in my dorm now," the boy said in a smooth, red-eared tone, shaking off the owl-mailed package he'd received this morning.

Artemia tilted her head, not understanding what he meant.

Draco understood her expression, and said angrily, "If you can put your academic intelligence on other things."

Artemia was damnably familiar with his tone and expression. She often heard him say how stupid she was in this tone from Tom.

Before she retorted angrily, Draco leaned down to her and whispered, "Sego."

The little girl was dragged to his bedroom willingly.

There is no big difference between the boys' dormitory and the girls' dormitory, except for the carefully placed light wheel 2001. Looking at its spotless appearance, one can tell that Draco must have spent a lot of time maintaining it.

Draco opened the package, and there were brushes that had been reduced in size, and pet detergent that had also been reduced in size. He bought several bottles, after all, the snake was so big and smelled so strong!If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stand the smell of vomiting, he would never have done such an un-Malfoy thing!

Artemia picked up each bottle and took a look. Each bottle had a different taste. She said hesitantly: "You don't want to give Sego a bath, do you?"

"It's not me washing it, it's you washing it. I really can't stand his smell, I'm afraid I'll spit it out." Draco recalled Sego's smell, and he felt that smell had moved from his mind to his nasal cavity.

Artemia looked at him helplessly, you have already vomited once, but she didn't say it, it seems that he has automatically forgotten that bad memory.

"You asked me to come over? That's it?" A few brushes and a few bottles of water, can't you say it in the lounge?

"That's it?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "Do you know how many girls in Slytherin want to enter my dormitory? It's your honor."

"Oh." Artemia pronounced coldly, with an exaggerated expression on her face, "I'm so honored." She shouldn't have believed it!He has something important to look for her!

Draco was very dissatisfied, isn't it important to remove the smell from that huge ugly snake? !You must know that apart from being a snake, that snake is also Salazar Slytherin's snake!It tastes so strong, it's not very Slytherin!

After Artemia agreed to the young master's request to go to the strange smell, they happily agreed on a trip to the secret room tomorrow night.

The night before Christmas, Hogwarts ushered in another heavy snowfall. Almost all the snow this winter was piled up around Christmas.

On the morning of Christmas, Artemia got up early, and she checked her gifts. Millicent gave her a very beautiful dress this year, and Artemia put it on immediately.

It really suits her very well.

She saw Draco waiting there in the Slytherin lounge, wearing a black suit and bow tie today.