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"Harry, I've noticed that your complexion hasn't been very good since this morning." Hermione stopped Harry who was walking out of the classroom with his schoolbag.

Harry stepped out of the classroom, followed by Hermione, who had to turn to face his friend.

"I was just having a nightmare," Harry would say after a pause.

He'd had really wild dreams two days in a row, and he knew it was crazy to take a picture and blaspheme some old jerk.

Subconsciously, he didn't think the boy in the photo was that bastard Snape, he and Snape had been at odds for so many years, he never thought of kissing his professor.

He won't kiss a man.

But he did kiss a picture.

Harry pursed his lips and crossed out the scene in his mind, so he wouldn't do such a thing.

Snape had definitely drugged him - no, he was taking revenge on Snape!

Anyway, what he did was just out of revenge.

So after a reasonable explanation, Harry's expression returned to normal, and he even smiled at Hermione to comfort his friend.

"I've pretty much forgotten about that nightmare. It's just a bad dream."

"You can talk to me about something, think about happy things, there is a famous saying that you think about it every day and dream about it at night." Hermione said, "You must be thinking too much."

"I hope." Harry looked away.

He doesn't think so he has dreams!

"Anyway, thank you." After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away quickly.

Hermione frowned slightly as she looked at her friend's back, always feeling that Harry was hiding something.But she also felt that this was just a private matter between Harry and his boyfriend.

Maybe they had a falling out.

Hermione shrugged, she shifted to hug her reference books, and when she was about to leave, she heard a familiar voice.She paused and turned her face - she heard correctly, it was indeed Malfoy.

Malfoy stopped a blond girl with his back turned in Hermione's direction, which made Hermione only take a step and saw the girl - not a sixth year student.

Let her think, she remembered her, Daphne Greengrass' sister, two years younger than them.But she can't remember her name.She is very beautiful, much prettier than her older sister, shy and shy, always followed her older sister when she first entered school, but I haven't seen her much in the past year, maybe she has her own circle, after all Slytherins are different from them, they need to have their own social circle, and the fourth and sixth grades are completely two circles - when they graduate and leave school, Greengrass has just begun to enter the center of the stage that belongs to them.

"Draco." Greengrass pale face, like dewdrops on a flower, her little face showed daze and anxiety, she looked around - at this moment Hermione took another step aside , she turned her face away, turned her back to them and pretended to be passing by.

"I shouldn't have stopped me." Her voice softened.

"Dear Astoria, let me ask, do you have a partner?" Draco took Greengrass's hand, and a gentle expression appeared on his face, gentle and gentle-this set was completely It was copied from his roommate Zabini who is also a lover.

Even if it's his first imitation, it should be successful—no girl will reject Zabini, so no one will reject him.

Astoria said with a straight face, "Did you ask me if I didn't think about my sister Daphne before? She has liked you for six years. Even if your family is in trouble now, but if you go to ask my sister her I won't refuse you."

Draco was suffocating in his heart. He had just reached an alliance with Pansy, and asked him to beg Daphne Greengrass, who Pansy had fought with until now, and he would be torn apart by Pansy!That scary woman thinks she is the most outstanding rose in the sixth grade Slytherin. If he went to find Daphne Greengrass, she would not recognize her number one position, and she would definitely step on his face in public humiliate him.

"It's because I know that you have a good relationship with your sister, so I came to you." He was patient, racking his brains to recall what he would say if it was Zabini, and he picked up Astori Ya's hand placed it on his chest.

"My feelings led me to you, they told me what was the right thing to do." He stared into the silly girl's eyes, widening them with sincerity.

Hermione felt like throwing up, could this be Malfoy?He must have taken the wrong medicine, he had never seen him speak sweet words in such a voice, and the goosebumps dropped a lot.

She was so scared that she almost lost her book.

She walked forward slowly, towards the stairs. It was not the first time she pretended to pass by, and she was sure that these two would not notice her for the time being.

"Oh, Draco, I'm really touched by what you said to me." Astoria smiled, and she withdrew her hand, "But your purpose must be for the invitation to the Slug Club dance. "She put on a false smile specially designed for social circles.

"My sister reminded me a long time ago, don't be fooled by some underdogs. No matter how beautiful the words are, they are just decorations, and your acting skills have not been practiced yet. You shouldn't be rejected by Helen Higgs. If you come to me without even passing a day, it will make me feel that I am not as good as a secretary." She turned around and left with a sneer.

Hermione leaned a little over the wall to look at the two, Astoria was gone, and Malfoy still had his back to her.

Naturally, she knew some gossip. The Higgs family had been ministerial secretaries for many years. In a school with strict hierarchy like Slytherin, she would naturally be looked down upon by Greengrass' youngest daughter.And Malfoy approached Helen Higgs must have thought that this goal was easy to achieve—unfortunately, he was rejected by Higgs, who had a keen sense of politics.

And he turned around and went to Astoria, presumably because she was young and easy to deceive, but unfortunately he suffered another misfortune in Waterloo.

Man, your name is Arrogance.

Hermione, who had watched a good show, raised the corners of her mouth happily, and she turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Granger, is this how you Gryffindors behave by huddling in the corner and watching the show?" The familiar fart voice appeared behind Hermione.

Hermione, who was caught, turned around, and she faced it with a cold face—oh, it seems that Astoria is not as calm and reserved as she said in her tone, she punched Malfoy, making his punch The bruises around his eyes seemed to be painted with smoky makeup.

"You guys are talking in the hallway. Of course I can hear you talking so loudly." She suppressed her laugh and pulled out her wand out of kindness.

"Could it be that you still want to erase my memory? Granger, Hogwarts is not an amusement park for the three of you!" Draco looked at Hermione's wand in fear, and he took a step back, holding on Follow his momentum.

Hermione naturally discovered this, she had never seen Malfoy's most courageous moment, this coward who shrinks his head when he sees a wand.

Without explaining, she raised her wand and cast a decongestion spell on Malfoy's panda eyes.

"Ah! I want to tell Dean Snape that you have cursed me!" Malfoy covered his face, he felt the coolness on his face, and he screamed like a white peacock whose tail feathers were stripped miserable .

"Yes, I did cast a curse." Hermione rolled her eyes, "Don't you think your eyes are much better?"

She really overflowed with sympathy to the point of squandering it.

"I advise you to go to Madam Pomfrey and don't lie to girls. We are not as stupid as you think—stupid men!" She snorted, turned around and left without looking back. .

Draco looked at Hermione's leaving back, his palms stroking the cool eye sockets.

He pursed his lips, and suddenly felt that her thick and unkempt brown hair was so beautiful that he wanted to touch it. Maybe he just thought of her ginger cat and always wanted to stroke it.

Draco stopped thinking about stroking the cat, and turned to leave.He still needs to keep working on that damned disappearing cabinet.

I really don't know why this broken cabinet broke!He had never repaired magic items, the Malfoy family would only throw things away and not repair them - it was the best result so far that he didn't scrap it completely!

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Counseling brother's playboy route has failed.

Draco hugged his head and shouted: Zabini missed me!

Hermione: Oh, man!