[HP] The girl with black hair

Draco, unaware that he had cheated on his father, was planning a first date after reconciliation.

January [-]st is the last day of the Christmas holiday, and it is also Artemia's birthday.

The gift that Draco had saved for a year finally had the chance to give it away, and despite some minor mishaps along the way, it was given to its future owner in the same way.

Artemia looked at the extremely elegant box, thinking it was a very precious gift, but she didn't think it was just a mirror inside.

The pattern of the border looks very delicate, but also strangely beautiful.

Artemia took it out, it was quite heavy, she looked around carefully, and then straightened her hair in front of the mirror.

"Listen clearly." She commented.

Draco could see it in her eyes, she really thought it was just an ordinary mirror!if!This person is not her!He will definitely mock her fiercely, she is so ignorant!

"It's a two-way mirror," Draco explained helplessly, "I have the same one at my place." He had to understand that this girl didn't know much.

This is the second time Artemia has seen the double-sided mirror. The last time she was too anxious, she didn't have time to take a good look at Draco's double-sided mirror.

Artemia looked over and over to see what kind of magic could be done. Although she had never bought it, she knew that this mirror was very valuable. If she learned it, she might be able to make a lot of money.

Draco looked at the girl carefully flipping through, and raised his chin proudly: "Although there are not many opportunities to use it in school, maybe it can be used in summer vacation."

After all, no matter how fast the golden eagle is, it still has to fly in two directions, and there are only dry letters.

Artemia stopped fiddling with the double-sided mirror, and suddenly felt that this was indeed a very good gift, maybe they could use it before the summer vacation.

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Time moved forward in Harry's nervousness. When the second project was only a few days away, Harry became more and more irritable. He still hadn't figured out how to stay underwater for an hour.

But even if the contestant himself can't think of a way, there are others who are thinking of a way for him, as long as he can push him to the finish line, even if he sneaks into the Snake King's cellar, so what.

Artemia sneaked into Professor Snape's private storage room with the map and little Barty.

Snape's storage room was a completely open space, with shelves high up to the ceiling, and an assortment of potion ingredients and potions neatly arranged on wooden shelves.

Little Barty carefully opened each wooden box.

Gill grass is a very precious medicinal material, and its particularity makes it more difficult to preserve, so he directly skipped the other strange plants in the glass bottle.

Compared to the little Barty who works hard, Artemia is like a tourist who has to look at the map from time to time.

They chose today on purpose. Tonight is Snape's night patrol. According to his distaste for Gryffindor, he will definitely hang out at the door of the lions' lounge. If he can catch a nocturnal lion cub, he will Points will be severely deducted. If Potter is caught, there will be a mockery in addition to the point deduction.

Artemia and Little Barty checked the wooden frames on both sides respectively, and Artemia froze for a moment when they saw the African tree snake skin.

'Moody''s magic eyes sensitively captured her movements, and asked her suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

The magic eye turned around and glanced at the map in her hand: "Is someone coming?"

Artemia glanced at the map and shook her head, "No," she pointed to the crystal bottle, "We don't have much African tree snake skin and bicorn horns."

If she didn't see it here, she would still be troubled by this matter. After all, the combination of African tree snake skin and bicorn horn does not appear in any ordinary formula.

Artemia raised her head and looked at Little Barty in blank dismay.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.

'Moody' stuck out his tongue on his upright face, little Barty supported the wooden ladder with one hand, and took some other potion ingredients with his free hand: "Take some, don't let Snape see it."

The corner of Artemiia's mouth twitched, her hands kept moving, and she picked out several common potion ingredients mixed with African tree snake skin and bicorn horn, and put them into her handbag.

The gill grass was placed in the small wooden box in the middle layer, and it was found when Barty Jr. was robbing. It was a strange-looking plant, and the uglier the plant, the rarer it was.

Like mandrakes.

Artemia curled her lips in disgust, obviously it didn't have any pungent smell, but she just felt that it had a sea smell, probably because of its name.

The thought of Harry eating it and swallowing it made Artemis goosebumps.

Harry also had chicken skin. Not only did the gills grow greasy, but the taste was not too bad. It was like eating raw octopus. It was slippery and hard to chew, and the gills didn't feel good at all.

The water in the cold world is even worse!Harry mentally condemned the villain who threw his name into the Goblet of Fire countless times.

"Ache!" Artemia rubbed her nose.

She obviously used a warming spell, Artemia touched her itchy nose, stretched out her hand and applied another warming spell, and then applied a warming spell to Draco and Millicon who were nearby.

Although the warming spell can bring warmth, it can't change the feeling of cold wind blowing on the face.

Draco reached out and took off his scarf and hung it on Artemia's body.

Seeing that she was silent and blinked at him, Draco's smile deepened and he rubbed her head.

Artemia paused.

Draco's smile deepened, he opened his arms, hooked the girl and brought her into his arms, his chin lightly rubbed against the top of the girl's soft hair.

Artemia felt the boy's furry coat sticking to her body, and she suddenly felt that the Warming Charm was a bit redundant, and she was a little hot now.

Millicent, who was closest to Artemia, witnessed what happened just now, and silently moved aside.

Ever since Draco and Artemia had made up, that feeling of excess had returned to Millicent's mind.

Almost all the little snakes in the stands saw their movements, they backed away tacitly, and squeezed to the side.

The cold wind blew stronger and stronger, and the water on the lake was blown to the stands on the ground floor.

An hour was about to pass, only Harry hadn't landed for a long time. Everyone held their breath and looked at the calm lake. Artemia nervously grabbed the coat that wrapped her.

When the second hand finally stopped at 12 o'clock, Harry came back. Although he was the last one, he deserved the No.2 position because of his kindness. In addition to his goal, he also saved Fleur's sister.

Everyone was applauding for him, Harry was a little shy and sat on the bamboo raft holding a bath towel in front of his eyes, but he couldn't laugh when his eyes swept to Draco in the stands above.

Malfoy was actually applauding him? !Doesn't he have some conspiracy?Looking at his expression, he looked disgusted as if he could kill a fly, and his perfunctory movements seemed to be dusting; he had a conspiracy!Harry was pretty sure.

Artemia glanced at the junior lion cub who was running down in a hurry, and then at Draco, counting down to 3...2...1 silently in her heart.

"That bitch!" Draco dusted off his coat in disgust, "How dare he push me!"

Artemia looked down, and the little lion took a camera and patted Harry. The loud voice could be clearly heard here.

"Hey! Harry! You're awesome! Can I have your autograph? I really like you."

Artemia pulled Draco over and rubbed the hair on his forehead like he did just now: "Hmm...Maybe Mr. Malfoy would like to give me an autograph? I really like you too."

Draco was taken aback, his red face turned into shyness, he raised his chin and said, "I'm not like that Scarhead, but if it's your words, I'll write it to you."

Millicent felt more and more redundant, and when Gorla left her, she followed her without saying anything.

Draco is now more and more satisfied with Goyle's eyesight, he glanced at it hesitantly where to go, Crabbe curled his lips, why didn't Crabbe become smarter.

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