[Comprehensive British and American] Platinum Trap

Potions class was coming to an end, and a vacuum had naturally vacated around Anas, after all, the visual stimulation just now was too great.

She just mixed the potion with Harry according to Professor Snape's instructions, who would have thought that it would become like this.

Ana Si, who was standing in the mess, stared blankly at the ruins in front of her. She... seemed to have acquired a new skill.

The classmate next to him, the savior, was also too frightened by the sudden danger to react. Just when the two of them piled the two kinds of potion powder together... a burst of fire broke out...

Fortunately, Snape had been paying attention to the movements of the two of them. Before the huge explosion happened, the Snake King made a move to stop it, otherwise the consequences... would be disastrous.

As soon as the fire on Anas' side was extinguished, another 'Potion Killer' student Neville on the other side of the classroom also had an accident.

Professor Snape hastily rushed to 'save the lion cub', leaving only the three of them staring at Anas in place.

Looking at Snape's anxious back, Harry unconsciously said, "It's so pitiful..." He didn't know who he was talking about.

"Pfft..." Draco couldn't help laughing, seeing Anas's confused expression, Young Master Malfoy said... he was in a good mood.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the girl's panicked expression just now is quite pleasing to the eye, better than the usual wooden face.

Our little dragon obviously forgot the pain after healed the scar, and for a while he thought of molesting Ana Si again.

"Unexpectedly, our classmate Ana Si is really talented in potions. I have learned potions from my godfather for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen a magical creature like you."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but looked up and down Anas, amazed at the same time, that understated look made Anas want to move.

"You really deserve a beating as always."

The dark-haired girl stared at Draco's face and said such a sentence without thinking.

?Not to mention that the little snakes around didn't understand, even Draco himself was a little bit 'confused'.

'She's seen him before?Sure enough, his feeling was right, this Ana Si and himself must have met before! '

Draco's brain is racing, but his focus is obviously a little bit off. Shouldn't normal people care about the 'short'?

Harry looked left and right, and felt that he had better stop talking. This young Malfoy's speech was indeed not pleasant, but...Compared to Sui, Anas was better.

Seeing that Draco didn't have much reaction when he was hurt like this, the other little snakes in Slytherin were wondering, no, when did his temper, Draco Malfoy, become so good?

Don't talk about being scolded at ordinary times, even if you have a bad tone, how can you change when you meet this Ana Si?No, this is definitely not normal!

He is a Malfoy, how could it be easy for someone to subdue Malfoy!This Ana Si must have a great background! ——The voice of the little Slytherin snakes.

I have to say, you guys are really thinking too much, Draco is just not coming out of his brain... He won't be so calm after he reacts.

"So, we've met before, right!" He said affirmatively.

Draco was so excited to mention it, he just said, what he felt was right!When facing the black-haired girl, I always have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, absolutely yes, they knew each other before!

The platinum boy stared at the black-haired girl with bright eyes, with a delicate face, blue-gray eyes, and a pointed chin... the expression on his face was indistinguishably similar to that of the past.

Anas had already resumed her habitual expressionless face. After hearing the reminder of the end of get out of class from the magic bell, she took her things without saying a word, turned and left.

Harry looked at the little Malfoy, who had no more malice on his face, and felt that he was full of indescribable miscellaneous tastes. The blue-eyed boy had a deeper understanding of Anas, a "good friend".

Before that, he was still worried that Anas would be bullied in Slytherin, and the number one suspect was the ignored 'Malfoy' in front of him.

Yes, ignore it, Anas ignored Draco, directly picked up the bag that was quickly put away during the platinum boy's brainstorming, and walked out the door as the get out of class bell rang.

The savior quickly followed the girl's churning(?) pace, and gave Draco a sympathetic look before going out.

Little Malfoy stared dumbfounded at the backs of the two leaving together (in fact, Harry was following behind), almost laughing angrily.

"Very well, you have already attracted my attention!" Draco gritted his teeth under the worried eyes of Pansy, Blaise and others.

[Wait, there seems to be something wrong with the lines...]

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Leaving aside the psychological shadow left by Professor Snape in the Potions class, the little wizards are about to usher in a very mysterious class.

Its mystery lies in the legend of the curse left by this position, and the most sensual taste-garlic!

Professor Quirrell in a strange costume stammered about the content of his class, and his whole body was wrapped in layers of black cloth in darkness.

These are not enough to make Ana Si sad, the most important thing is!That refreshing garlic smell!

Let's put it this way, in Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, absolutely no one wants to have a free fight, not for anything else, purely because they don't want to breathe more garlic-scented air!

'Is there not a normal teacher in this school! '——from Anas, who was about to collapse.

She didn't understand, first of all, the dirty sorting hat that hadn't been washed for hundreds of years!Now here comes another Professor Quirrell covered in garlic!

'This Hogwarts is absolutely at odds with me!absolute! '

Harry held his nose and carefully looked at the dark-faced girl next to him. Anas looked very unhappy, so he had better stop talking.

Harry is a very smart kid, but some people don't wink like him, such as the culprit who made the girl anxious-Professor Quirrell.

"Students...who will tell...today..."

The man wrapped in black cloth continued to teach his lessons as if he had no sense of smell.

In fact, from the bottom of my heart, what Professor Quirrell said was pretty good. Apart from the stuttering sentences, the hunched body, and the refreshing smell of garlic, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class itself is still very valuable.

The little wizards in the whole classroom are enduring, enduringly accepting the information conveyed by the professor, but that’s all there is to it. Originally, the way the smell of our "Garlic King" Qiluo spreads is in a scattered form, and everyone can feel it in all directions. , no one more and no one less.

But the problem is that Professor Quirrell, who had been doing and talking all the time, stopped somewhere and didn't move, as if he was tired from walking all of a sudden!

The faces of Anas and Harry, who were surprised to win the lottery, turned green. Looking at Professor Quirrell who was standing next to him and did not intend to move at all, Anas felt the familiar suffocation. Looking at Harry next to him, the boy's expression was not good. .

Harry felt as if his head had exploded, the pain was severe, and his whole body was groggy, as if countless pieces were piercing him.

Professor Quirrell's stuttering voice didn't stop, and the class continued, and no one noticed that the pain of the two was abnormal.

This kind of familiar suffocation has become accustomed to Anas who suffered from a strange disease since she was a child. The pain is inevitable, but she is not as delirious as Harry.

In the midst of pain in her mind, the black-haired girl saw something behind the head of Professor Quirrell, who was facing away from her, looking at herself and Harry eerily.

When the two met their gazes, the thing moved visibly, and a gloomy and cold breath greeted the girl's face.

Voldemort's remnant soul originally intended to test and intimidate Anas, after all, this little brat's surname reminded him of a very unpleasant person.

But what the Dark Lord didn't expect was that after meeting his eyes, the little girl didn't have the slightest fear in her eyes, and she looked at him with a strong "sensitivity"?

Just kidding, how dare such a big kid have!The main body of the Dark Lord's remnant soul expressed dissatisfaction, but he dared not say anything else. It is not a problem for him to cry a hundred or eighty children in his current state.

A shock of coldness and malice blew, Anas didn't cry and frighten like Voldemort thought, but looked at herself with a smile?

After seeing the painful and weird smile on Anas' face, not to mention the remnant soul of the Dark Lord himself, even Professor Quirrell, who was live broadcasting the back of his head, couldn't help but shudder.

What is she... going to do?How come there is a sense of sight of eating human flesh raw?

The author has something to say: Your lion has been blackened, as for the heroine... I can say that she has never been white...

In fact, I don’t know if you have noticed that lions generally don’t promote the plot from the perspective of Ana Si... In other words, have you ever thought about the reason...

As for the promise to add to you... three words...wait for me! ! !The Lions will kneel and save manuscripts in their spare time! (although it's useless)

Well, my little angels~Although the lion has been a little black recently...but you have to believe that I love you~Touch da~ Rest early~