Dark Lord, please let go

"You were the one flying just now? You flew so well, you should be the team's Seeker!" Singleton looked at Draco excitedly, without the restraint of Slytherin at all, it seems that everyone who loves Draco Even Slytherin, who is a Quidditch, can't maintain his elegant demeanor when dealing with Quidditch.

Being able to join the Quidditch team in the first year has always been Draco's wish. It is hard to say that Draco is not jealous because the Scarhead Savior joined the team in the first year. Now, it seems that he can have it too. this privilege.

"You must be the team's Seeker. We have agreed. I will ask Professor Slughorn to let you join the team." Singleton excitedly grabbed Draco's arm, He had just seen a boy wearing a Slytherin school robe flying flexibly in the air in the castle just now, doing flying skills that definitely did not belong to the first grade.

Being grabbed by Singleton's arm, Draco frowned and tried to pull his arm out, but the strength of the big Singleton was not comparable to Draco's. He had no choice but to make his arm more painful.

Tom beside him seemed to feel Draco's discomfort. He took a step forward and stood between Singleton and Draco. Singleton subconsciously let go and pulled Draco hands. "Mr. Singleton, we are now going to the Greenhouse for our next herbal medicine class."

Tom has never been rude to others except in front of Draco. He has always maintained a deceptive smile. The professors and students of Hogwarts are very fond of him. Even Leslie of Gryffindor saw Tom was able to say hello stiffly.

Seeing that it was Tom Riddle, Singleton patted him on the shoulder very affectionately, "It turned out to be our perfect student Tom, since you still have to attend classes, you should go to the greenhouse first, but—" Singleton He turned his eyes and set his gaze on Draco behind Tom, "Let's go to Professor Slughorn after class, don't forget, our Seeker!"

Singleton looked as if Professor Slughorn had agreed to Draco joining the team, and even the surrounding first-year Slytherins looked at Draco with envy.

After Singleton and the team left, Devlin immediately stayed beside Draco, "Draco, are you going to join the team? My God, the next Quidditch match, we Will definitely win!"

Draco was used to Devlin's surprise, and he rolled his eyes and looked at Tom. "Since when did you know Singleton so well?"

Glancing at Draco, Tom raised his eyebrows, not knowing why, since he entered Hogwarts, Draco wanted to know everything about himself, he didn't remember Draco having such a nosy habit. "I know all the Slytherins well, forget about Draco, there's always something about me that you don't know."

Draco choked because of Tom's words. Of course he knew that Tom couldn't be jailed, but ever since Tom revealed Parseltongue in front of Abraxas, Draco was very disturbed. Hooked the line, maybe even pushed it myself.

Perhaps Draco had something on his mind. He felt that the herbal medicine class passed quickly, and it was time to end the get out of class in a while.

At the door of the greenhouse, Singleton was already waiting there. When Draco and the others came out, Singleton greeted Tom, "Abraxas asked me to tell you that he is waiting for you in the rest." After Tom finished speaking, Singleton looked at Draco, "Now let's go to Professor Slughorn, I can't wait to see the crying expression of Captain Gryffindor."

Being able to join the ball in the first grade was Draco's dream, but now he was a little hesitant, because Abraxas had something to do with Tom, should he apply to be a Seeker or sabotage for Tom?

But Draco soon found that he had no choice at all. Tom was already walking towards the Slytherin lounge, but he was dragged by Singleton towards Professor Slughorn's office.

When the two entered the office, Professor Slughorn was in the office grading the second year's Potions homework. "Oh dear Draco, it looks like you've recovered."

"Yes, Professor Slughorn, he's fully recovered." Draco replied politely, not forgetting that he was now one of Professor Slughorn's favorite freshmen.

Slughorn invited Singleton and Draco to sit on the sofa, his round face and eyes were slit with a smile, "What do you two come to the office for?"

With Professor Slughorn's permission, Singleton excitedly began to describe Draco's flying talent, "Professor, let Draco join the team, oh, you don't know how good he is at flying, he must be Let Slytherin win the Quidditch Cup!"

It may be that Singleton knows Slughorn too well. Slughorn, who was not interested in it at first, only looked at Draco with interest when he heard the Quidditch trophy. "Oh, I didn't expect Draco to be so talented not only in potions, but also in flying, so—"

Before he finished speaking, Singleton looked at Slughorn excitedly, "Professor, do you agree? I need your approval slip!"

"Oh, of course, of course it is allowed. What a joyful thing this is. You can celebrate that the smallest Hogwarts Quidditch player is born."

Slughorn gave Singleton the approval note very readily. After he came out of the office, Draco still had the feeling of being in the fog. He didn't expect to become the Quidditch seeker in the first grade so easily. Golfer, he did it too, and before the Scarhead Savior (Harry wasn't even born yet).

Singleton was also very happy, and immediately hugged Draco, "Oh, I'm going to tell them that we should celebrate today, you are the youngest Seeker in Hogwarts!"

"Oh, let go Mr. Singleton, I'm going to be strangled to death by you!" Draco's voice muffled from Singleton's chest.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so happy." Singleton let go of his arms apologetically, "But Draco, you are too thin, you have to increase your nutrition, or you will be spoiled by those Gryffindors." The boy hit and flew."

These words really hurt Draco, in fact, he is not short, even taller than the average 11-year-old kid, but Singleton in front of him is a fifth grader, and he is just like Goyle before, he is a A big man, Draco looked smaller than Singleton.

Draco pursed his lips, raised his chin, and said with a bit of gritted teeth, "Senior, I'm only in the first grade."

"Of course, I don't doubt that you will continue to grow taller, but it would be great if you can grow stronger." Singleton smiled.

Draco had a gloomy expression on his face. He was also thin and tall at the age of 19, which had nothing to do with being strong at all, but he was a Seeker and didn't need to go head-to-head with other people.

It wasn't until Draco was standing at the door of the Slytherin lounge that he remembered that Abraxas had asked Tom to meet.But now in the lounge, apart from the little Slytherin girls chatting and the students rushing to do their homework, Tom and Abraxas could not be seen at all.

Draco's good mood for joining the Quidditch team was gone, but Singleton beside Draco didn't know what he was thinking.

Singleton clapped his hands in the quiet lounge, attracting the little snakes' attention, "Oh, I want to tell everyone something happy." Singleton pressed his hands on Draco's shoulders, Pushing him forward, "Our Draco will be the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts!"

"This is real?"

"My God, Professor Slughorn approved it."

"I saw Draco fly in the air today, and it was fantastic."

Hearing Singleton's announcement, the entire Slytherin lounge was in a commotion. After all, it has been a long time since the rule that first-year students cannot participate in Quidditch. This is the first time that a first-year student has joined the team. It deserves their celebration.

The lounge was noisy, everyone shouted to celebrate at night, and some people couldn't wait to imagine the tragedy of Gryffindor's loss.At the instigation of all the Slytherin students, Singleton got a bunch of snacks out of nowhere, and butterbeer, and everyone got drunk.

Draco kept smirking until the celebration was over and he went back to his dorm.

Tom still didn't show up, and he didn't even go back to the dormitory with Abraxas. The curfew time was getting closer and closer. Draco knew that Tom was only an 11-year-old student and couldn't make any waves at all, but he still felt that Anxiety, this anxiety became more and more serious with Abraxas' attitude towards Tom.

Until curfew, Tom did not return to the dormitory, Draco waited for a while, and did not wait for Tom until he fell asleep in bed.

The next day, Draco woke up early, and Tom's bed was neat and tidy, without any sign of someone having rested.

"Damn it! He didn't come back all night!" Draco muttered irritably, wondering if Abraxas hadn't returned to the dormitory either, if so, then I'm afraid Tom was already very familiar with Abraxas.

Draco always felt that he had plenty of time, he had at least five years to sabotage Tom's support from the Malfoy family, who knew things would develop so fast.

After a quick wash, Draco saw Kassim and Devlin complaining about homework in the lounge.

"Good morning, Kassim, Devlin." Draco greeted.

Devlin turned around and gave Draco a hug, "Good morning Draco, I'm still dizzy now, you actually made the Quidditch team, oh, you're so handsome."

Kasim didn't speak, he looked at Draco, who was obviously in a bad mood, and then thought about his words, "You don't look very excited, Draco."

"No, it's nothing, I just didn't sleep well." Draco frowned, paused before continuing, "Have any of you seen Tom Riddle?"