[hp] warm as jade

Rong Jiu conveyed her conjecture to Hermione via owl the next day, and Hermione replied quickly.

She asked Professor Binns about the Chamber of Secrets in the history of magic class, and confirmed Rong Jiu's conjecture that the Chamber of Secrets was indeed Slytherin's, and the purpose was to keep the wizard's blood pure, but only the heirs of Slytherin to be turned on.

The letter also mentioned a few other things.

"Harry is indeed a Parselmouth, and he talked to a big snake at the zoo before he entered school."

"Malfoy's behavior was very strange yesterday. He seems to know a lot of things. He is the most steadfast implementer of the pure-blood concept in the entire Slytherin. Currently, he is the most suspected."

"I will go to the library to look up information about Medusa. Also, regarding the theory of possession you mentioned last time, I have locked two books, "Soul Curse" and "Born to Death". Books in the □□ area need a professor’s signature. Neither Ron nor Harry is willing to ask Professor Lockhart for an autograph. Want to borrow another one?"

Rong Jiu tore off a piece of paper from the notebook and scribbled: "Okay. Besides, Draco is not the heir."

Then he rolled up the note casually and roughly stuffed it to the owl, who pecked at her finger dissatisfied.

Rong Jiu waved his hand, chased away the owl impatiently, then turned his head to Draco and asked, "What do you know about the Chamber of Secrets?"

Draco still had the look of being beaten, and stuffed a large piece of bread into his mouth: "The chamber of secrets was opened once, and someone was really dead. Of course, it was a Mudblood. But later It's clear, my dad didn't tell me, he just told me that pure blood is born superior."

Rong Jiu seriously suspected that Mr. Malfoy actually mentioned the Chamber of Secrets in order to give Draco the idea that Muggles are like ants, and he did not intend to open the Chamber of Secrets.

But what about that house-elf called Dobby?Since he will issue a warning, it means that Mr. Malfoy has something to do with this matter.

"By the way, my dad is coming to school later, and he wants to see you." Draco stuffed the last bite of bread in, took a gulp of milk, and said vaguely.

"See me?" Rong Jiu was taken aback, "Because of Black? Oh, can the parents of the students come in?"

"Of course not, but who told me that my father is the school manager." Draco said triumphantly.

Rong Jiu was silent.The permission dog is really enviable and jealous.

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The time was spent quietly in all kinds of complication, and after Rong Jiu was pulled out by Pan Xi from the library, he found out that the next day was the Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"Our Draco must be accompanied by an exquisite cheerleader!" Pan Xi said righteously, "Really, why do you love studying so much recently, spending every day in the library, and you can't even see a single person? Laco doesn't care at all!"

Rong Jiu felt a little guilty: "Well... Draco just let you worry about it."

"Really, Draco doesn't know what he's doing recently, and he doesn't see anyone every day..." Pansy complained, "You're in the library every day, if Daphne wasn't with me every day, I'd be bored to death You are about to take this dress to the wash, and you have to wear it crisper tomorrow. Oh, by the way, let’s spray on a unified perfume tomorrow. What kind of scent do you like? I think rose is good, but it’s a bit rich..."

"They can't be smelled in the air, Pansy."

"Then maybe I should use a special method so that the audience can smell it, or what do you think of Lily?"

Rong Jiu held her chin: "Or you can consider what scent Mrs. Malfoy likes, after all, she will come to the scene tomorrow to appreciate your little prince Draco's first flight."

"Oh my god, really?" Pansy squealed happily. "So should I try narcissus...wait, how did you know?"

"...Draco said it one morning. You hadn't woken up at that time, and he had to get up early to go to training. I met him in the auditorium." Rong Jiu reacted very quickly.

Pansy let out an oh, and continued to work on which perfume would be more suitable.

"Hey, Pansy..." Rong Jiu stammered suddenly, "If, I mean, if Draco suddenly had an extra sister, what would you think?"

"Sister?" Pansy dropped the bottle on the bed with a snap, "Aunt Narcissa is pregnant?"

"..." Rong Jiu frowned, "I'm just assuming. Even if Mrs. Malfoy is pregnant, she won't tell me, dear."

Pan Xi gave Rong Jiu a blank look, picked up the bottle and continued to study: "As long as there is no extra girlfriend, then it's easy to talk about anything."

"Then what if there is an extra boyfriend?" Rong Jiu had a sudden thought.

Pansy shook her hand.

"You, you, you, do you know something?" She screamed and rushed forward, grabbing Rong Jiu's collar, shaking it back and forth vigorously, "Draco, is he really dating someone recently? Or a man?" What house is he from? What grade? What name?! My God! My worst fears have come true? My little prince Draco is really bent? He can't be so stupid! God, I want Go wake him up, he will be beaten to death by Uncle Lucius!"

Rong Jiu: "...cough cough cough cough (Pansy, come back!)."

But Pan Xi couldn't wait to run out, leaving Rong Jiu alone on the bed coughing heart-piercingly.

Miss Pansy, if you're more careful next time, I'll really die.

When Rong Jiu regained his composure, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

What is "My worst fears have come true"?

Emotional Draco was born with a curved face?

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"Today's weather is not very good." Rong Jiu glanced outside: the sun was hidden behind thick dark clouds, and muffled thunder could be faintly heard.It seems to be raining, and there are small dense drops of water in the air, pressing down on people, making people feel depressed from the heart.

"Yeah." Draco replied.He sat there quietly, with his head down, holding the buns that Rong Jiu broke into the kitchen early in the morning to make for him, he kept throwing them out and catching them back, as if it was a golden snitch.

"You have to eat something, or you won't be able to keep up physically." Pan Xi said firmly, and at the same time handed him a glass of milk, "But don't drink too much, in case you want to go to the toilet later..."

"No problem, Draco." Rong Jiu racked his brains to think of words to encourage Draco, "Look, our equipment crushes them a lot."

Draco let out a long breath: "I'm just... a little nervous."

He tried to make a relaxed expression, but found that his facial features did not cooperate, and then smiled helplessly.

"Uncle Lucius and Aunt Narcissa will come to see you." Pansy wanted to encourage him from another direction, "so cheer up and show them how good you are!"

"Yeah." Draco echoed listlessly.

"Hey, Draco, you're so nervous!" Rong Jiu patted him on the shoulder, "It's time to prove yourself! You see, although you are simple-minded and only took No.7 last semester, your limbs Developed!"

With a "poof", Pansy sprayed the milk all over the place.She frantically took out her handkerchief, and while wiping the milk on her face, she gave Rong Jiu a reproachful look.

Draco smirked: "Is that how you encourage people?" His mood was a little better.They were so relaxed, and they all believed him very much.He must do well!

and many more?

"What do you mean I'm simple-minded?" Draco said slowly, raising his head with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

Rong Jiu's heart: the reaction is so slow, the mind is not simple?

Then he prevaricated: "Hahaha come on, Draco, if you come back victorious, Pansy and I will reward you with a hug from a beautiful woman."

"You two?" Draco glanced at the two of them with disgust.Pan Xi and Rong Jiu glanced at each other, and they took a bun and stuffed it into Draco's mouth viciously.

At eleven o'clock, almost all the teachers and students of the school came to the Quidditch stadium.

Red and Green walked out of the dressing room one after another, but the treatment on both sides was very different: even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were cheering for Gryffindor, while Slytherin seemed much more deserted.

"Is our popularity so bad?" Rong Jiu sighed.

"Excellent people are always envied." Pan Xi waved the small flag he made himself, and chose the style of the Three Kingdoms battle flag provided by Rong Jiu, with Draco's head painted on it, and a small silver snake hovering beside it, the following There was a small print that said "Draco is the best! Slytherin must win".

Rong Jiu shrugged.

As the whistle sounded, fourteen team members rushed into the gray sky together.Draco's face could no longer be seen clearly, but the blond hair was still very conspicuous, turning into a green shadow, drawing various tracks in the sky.

It has to be said that Slytherin's strength has been greatly improved due to the improvement of equipment.The speed of the seven team members could almost flash afterimages, far surpassing Gryffindor.It can be seen that Gryffindor has suffered from speed several times, and no matter how flexible the posture is, it can't cover up such flaws. Not long after, Slytherin has already led Gryffindor by six goals, and It is obvious that this advantage can be maintained.

"Look, in the stands!" Pansy shook Rong Jiu's arm, "Beside Professor Snape, the one with light blonde hair like Draco is Uncle Lucius, and the one next to him is Aunt Narcissa! They Come and see!"

Rong Jiu squinted his eyes and looked over, only seeing a piece of pale gold in the distance, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Draco has inherited Uncle Lucius' handsomeness and Aunt Narcissa's exquisite elegance, so charming..." Pansy muttered, while turning his eyes back to the arena, "What happened? Why is the game suspended? gone?"

Rong Jiu yawned. She was not very interested in this kind of sport. Every time she played, she just listened to the commentary to pass the time. As for what happened, she was not interested: "I don't know. Maybe someone needs to go to the bathroom."

Pansy gave her a blank look.

It has started to rain lightly, and it is getting bigger and bigger.Rong Jiu saw that the stands of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw were much empty, and there were still many people walking out one after another.

"Panxi, I think I have to go back first." Rong Jiu leaned into Panxi's ear and said, "I get sick when I get wet in the rain, you know."

"Okay." Pansy nodded.

So Rong Jiu turned around, saw the gap in the crowd and began to drill out.

She was going to wait for Draco outside the Slytherin dressing room, they needed to check something with Mrs and Mrs Malfoy.Unexpectedly, when she walked into the locker room, the Slytherin team members had already walked back dejectedly, Draco's face looked particularly bad, and Marcus on the side was scolding him.

Rong Jiu took out the handkerchief he was carrying with him, went up to greet him, and handed it to Draco.When Marcus saw her, his expression didn't soften, he sneered, passed the two of them, and went straight into the dressing room.The other team members also followed him in, one of them seemed to want to say something when he passed by Rong Jiu, but he glanced at Draco and swallowed it again.Just leave Draco alone.

"What's wrong?" Rong Jiu was a little confused, "This is... the game is over?"

Draco took the handkerchief, wiped it casually, and threw it back to Rong Jiu: "Yes. We lost."

He let out a long breath: "The Snitch was right above my head, I didn't see it. Potter caught the Snitch at the cost of his hand being broken by a Bludger, and Gryffindor won the game."

"That Bludger has an abnormality, and it keeps chasing Potter. Even so, I lose." Draco smiled wryly, "I'm really useless."

"No, Draco..."

"I'll go in and change my clothes first." Draco interrupted her listlessly, "Maybe you can go and see Potter, he's seriously injured."

Rong Jiu silently watched Draco open the curtain of the dressing room, the back looked heavy and bleak.Against the cheers outside, it was extraordinarily bleak.

The competition between colleges and colleges is fierce and cruel.

And what about the camaraderie between colleges and colleges?

She seemed to be able to think of Harry and the others being happy, but this was in exchange for Draco's downfall, and he would face the indifference of the entire Slytherin again.

Rong Jiu waited outside for a long time, and the other six team members had already left here.She looked at the stage, and it seemed that people had finished walking.She wanted to wait until Pansy, and comfort Draco together.But Pansy didn't come.

"Oh, are you still there?" When Draco came out, his eye circles were slightly red, and he was surprised to see Rong Jiu.

"Hmm..." Rong Jiu hesitated.Draco suddenly said: "By the way, I'm going to see my mother, come with me."

"Draco!" Rong Jiu grabbed the depressed boy, and the wrist was as cold as ice.She frowned, took out her wand, and said, "Helios."

Draco only felt as if he had been soaked in a hot spring, his already frozen limbs regained consciousness, and they belonged to him again.There was finally a hint of warmth on his face, he turned around and looked at the concerned girl: "Thank you."

Caught off guard, a somewhat cold little person bumped into his arms, petite and delicate, and then left quickly.

"Remember, the reward." Rong Jiu smiled mischievously, "It's a pity that you lost, so the hug of the two beauties became one. But this is your first official competition, and you are just inexperienced. Continue next time come on."

Draco froze.The two stood outside the dressing room. Although there was a baffle that could block some rain, the wind had blown in a lot. The clothes he just put on were damp again.Looking at Rong Jiu again, she was a little better than a drowned chicken, and she couldn't help but smile: "How can you be considered a beauty?"

"Hit you." Rong Jiu raised his fist and threatened exaggeratedly.

"Then you don't want to see my mother."

"Hey, why are you so ungentlemanly? You have to give way to girls."

"Oh."

"...Draco, you really deserve a beating."

"Are you coming to hit me?"

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A man wrapped in an exquisite wizard's robe sat upright on a soft chair, his slender hand rested lightly on the armrest, and the other hand stroked the silver snake's head.Even if he didn't say a word, he was full of arrogance from his bones.

The woman beside him has gorgeous features but is not dusty, exuding the same elegance and arrogance as the people around him, with a habitual disgust expression on her slightly raised head, which detracts from her beauty a little bit.Seeing her, I probably knew where Draco's expressions came from.

The two of them seemed to be shining slightly in the dark underground office, which dissipated a lot of the usual oppressive atmosphere, but felt that such blackness revealed the elegance of aristocrats.

But the person sitting opposite them completely hid himself in the shadow of the candlelight, but he had an aura not inferior to those two at all. He was so cold, calm, and dangerous that no one would dare to violate that person. field.It formed a sharp contrast with the slight warmth of those two people.

The three of them were relatively silent, letting the silence flow in the air, brewing into an unspeakable sense of oppression.

There was a light knock on the door outside, like a stone breaking through a pool of water, three clicks.

They finally had some reaction.One of them took out his wand, waved it casually, and the door opened in response, revealing two small figures standing at the door, Rong Jiu and Draco.

"Dad, Mom! Professor..." Draco took two steps forward excitedly, looking like he wanted to pounce on him and give his mother a big hug, and then suddenly found the person hiding in the shadows, just in time He stopped in his tracks, "Uh, good afternoon."

"Professor Snape, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, good afternoon." Rong Jiu greeted.

She sharply noticed that Professor Snape was in a bad mood, with a gloomy cloud hanging over his face.Apparently, the Professor was unhappy with Slytherin's failure, and poor Draco had to hit him with the gun.She felt great sympathy and prayed that the storm would not reach her head.

"Sit." The professor said.He waved his wand casually again, and two soft chairs appeared behind Rong Jiu and Draco.

"Your performance today was poor, Draco." Mr. Malfoy spoke first, with a very disappointed expression on his face, "With such a big advantage, you lost the game because of your negligence. I remember how you fought with I promised?"

"I'm sorry, Dad." Draco clenched his fists, "I was negligent this time, there will be no next time."

"Neglect?" Mr. Malfoy repeated, lowering his voice.

"I underestimated Potter's strength, and gloated after discovering an abnormal Bludger, so I focused on finding the Snitch instead." Draco replied guiltily, "The previous lead went away. My mind, I'm too much on the broom's edge."

"Even if you look down on your enemies, learn to face up to their strength." Mr. Malfoy raised his chin and looked at Draco through his eyes, "Even if I looked down on Arthur Weasley, I never underestimated his strength Achievement and enthusiasm at work, do you understand?"

"Understood." The expression on Draco's father's face was exactly the same, full of contempt for the enemy, and a smile determined to win, "There will be no next time, I promise."

"You'd better remember." Mr. Malfoy snorted.

"I've seen your performance, son." Mrs. Malfoy said, her voice was very unique, low and gentle, with different temperatures changing with her tone, it was unexpectedly nice, "You fly You're great, just lacking experience. I'm sure you'll be great next time."

"Thank you mom." Draco's pale face flushed and he smiled.

"So, this is the kid you mentioned?" She turned to Rong Jiu who was sitting quietly beside Draco.She had been watching the little girl while her son was talking to her husband.

When the Parkinson's children came to visit the Malfoys' house, as long as Draco ignored her, she would show an expression of impatience and dissatisfaction, but when she found that Narcissa was looking at her, she would smile flatteringly.

But the girl just sat there quietly and upright, her hands neatly placed on her knees, her fingers hidden under her wizard's robe.She lowered her eyes slightly, neither restless nor in a rude daze.

This made Mrs. Malfoy feel a little better.After getting an affirmative answer from Draco, he asked with a slight smile, "Your name?"

"Jiu Rong, madam." Rong Jiu replied.

"From what Draco said, your grandmother seems to have something to do with me," she mentioned.

Rong Jiu raised her head: "I'm not sure, ma'am. My grandmother's name is Cassiopeia Black. According to Draco, she seems to be from the same family as you."

"Yes." Mrs. Malfoy smiled, and she exchanged a glance with the people around her, full of sweetness and happiness, "Speaking of which, if it weren't for your grandmother, there wouldn't be Draco today."

Seeing that the eyes of the two little people were wide open in surprise, Mrs. Malfoy said: "Before the third generation of the Black family grew up, the family had a plan to marry the Malfoy family, and at that time the Black family chose The candidate, the name is Cassiopeia Black."

"Wait, Mom." Draco suddenly felt something was wrong, "If I remember correctly, it was from your grandfather's generation?"

"Yes." Mrs. Malfoy said, "The grandmother that Miss Rong mentioned is my grandfather's sister."

A smile appeared on Rong Jiu's face, and Draco stared at his mother in astonishment: "That is to say, I should call her...Auntie?"

"According to seniority, that's right." Mrs. Malfoy laughed, and if Rong Jiu saw it right, there was actually something in her smile that she was watching a show.

Looks like... a lovely family.

Draco jumped at Madam Malfoy's side like a fried golden retriever, reassuring her of the matter over and over again, and he would have the momentum to stop asking if she didn't change her words.However, every time he would get the answer he least wanted. After a few minutes, Mrs. Malfoy finally stopped teasing her beloved son: "These are too far apart. You are similar in age, so you don't need to care about your seniority. Just call him normally." .”

Only then did Draco sat back in the chair contentedly, with a haughty look... like a golden retriever who won a fight.

Seeing that a few people were making a fuss, Mr. Malfoy cleared his throat and asked, "I heard from Draco that your guardian is far away in China, and you won't be able to go back for the rest of your vacation. What happened?" thing?"

Rong Jiu briefly recounted the previous conversation with his father, and looked at Mrs. Malfoy expectantly when he said "forgiveness from the grandmother's people".

"Sorry, child." Madam Malfoy said softly, "I am Narcissa Malfoy now, and I cannot represent my family."

"Thank you anyway." Rong Jiu endured the disappointment and said, "Then do you know who else is in the Black family?"

Narcissa shook her head: "Originally there were two brothers, one had been missing for many years, and the other was in Azkaban."

Rong Jiu thanked her sincerely this time: "Thank you very much, ma'am."

She didn't ask where Azkaban was, anyway, she could go down and ask Draco, but from Mrs. Malfoy's tone, she could feel that it was not a good place.

"If that's the case..." Mr. Malfoy spoke slowly, with some hesitation in his tone, Draco couldn't help begging: "Dad, let Jiu come and live with us, it would be too pitiful for her to stay at school .”

Rong Jiu glanced at Draco uneasily, they had not reached such a consensus before.In her heart, she still tends to find a summer job, which can earn money and settle down.But she was not stupid enough to refute Draco's meaning in front of Draco's parents, and sat silently.

"Son, you like your little friend very much." Narcissa knew her son too well. She hadn't seen him showing intimacy to anyone other than his parents in the past ten years, let alone begging for outsiders. own parents.

"Jiu is my very good friend." Draco explained to his mother seriously, "She always cooks all kinds of delicious food for me and gives me advice on my homework. When there is any disagreement between me and my classmates, She always stood by my side and never complained. And she cared about the people around her very carefully. I was caught in the rain just now, and only she came to see me and cast a warming spell on me."

Draco stepped forward and handed his mother his hand to prove his point.

"A very good friend?" Narcissa asked in a low voice while the two were so close.

"Yes." Draco looked at his mother suspiciously, "I don't have to lie to you about this, Mom."

Narcissa looked into her son's clear eyes and laughed: "Well, our Draco is a good boy."

She turned her head and waved to Rong Jiu: "Son, come here."

Rong Jiu walked over obediently.Narcissa held her hand, the warm and delicate touch made Rong Jiu feel a little dazed.Narcissa smiled and said, "Maybe you don't know, if your grandmother married into the Malfoy family, it's just right for you to inherit her name now."

Rong Jiu hummed, although she didn't know the meaning of Narcissa's words.

Narcissa wanted to say something, but was interrupted by her husband.Lucius took Narcissa's other hand, but looked at Rong Jiu: "At Christmas, you and Draco, come to Malfoy Manor, no matter what decision you want to make, first read Let's see."

"Dad, but I'm not staying at school for Christmas—" Draco protested.

"Things have changed." Lucius gave Draco a warning look.

Draco shrugged: "I'm just afraid of disturbing the two-person world between you and your mother."

Narcissa held Lucius's hand tightly, the love between the two of them was so cruel to single dogs, and then they looked at Rong Jiu together.Draco invited again: "Then Jiu, come to Malfoy Manor at Christmas, we have white peacocks in our garden, their hair can be used as bookmarks..."

"So you pulled out the hair of my favorite one?" Narcissa narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Draco opened his mouth: "Uh, mom..."

"I'll settle accounts with you after the holiday," Mrs. Malfoy warned.Draco's face turned blue and then pale, and he looked at his father for help, but he got a self-seeking look, he couldn't help but sighed, and stood there dejectedly.After thinking about it, all of this seemed to happen to invite someone to Malfoy Manor, so he raised his head again, and attacked Rong Jiu who was watching the show with vicious eyes.

The latter quickly put on a serious look: "Thank you very much for your invitation. It is my honor to be a guest at Malfoy Manor."

Lucius nodded to Rong Jiu, stood up: "Then, we should go back."

Narcissa stood up and looked at Draco with a reluctant expression.

"Son, work hard."

"I will, Mom." Draco replied meekly.

The couple greeted Professor Snape again and left the office.Draco and Rong Jiu wanted to sneak out, but the person who had been ignored for a long time said: "You two stay here."

Draco and Rong Jiu looked at each other, nervously took back their steps, and moved back little by little.

Snape's dark eyes swept over the two of them: "I hope you all remember that the glory of Slytherin is closely related to you."

"Yes."

"Draco, if I see Slytherin fail to win next time," Professor Snape said slowly, every word pressed into his heart, "you won't want to know the consequences."

"There won't be a next time, Professor!" Draco promised.

"It's better like this." Professor Snape snorted, the expression on his face was exactly the same as that of Lucius just now.Then he turned to Rong Jiu, this time, his face was actually vaguely complicated.

"Draco, you go out first." Snape ordered.

When Draco obediently backed out, Snape said, "Draco is yours, good friend?"

"Yes, Professor." Rong Jiu replied bluntly.The eyes of the two collided, clearly seeing each other's doubts and affirmations.

"I hope you remember today's words, Rong Jiu." Professor Snape rarely called Rong Jiu's full name, and his tone was rare and solemn, "If you will hurt Draco in the future..."

Rong Jiu felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't pursue that emotion, and retorted: "Professor, in fact, I don't know what will happen in the future, and I can't promise you anything, but at least for now, Draco is my good friend."

Snape looked at Rong Jiu fixedly, and Rong Jiu stared back stubbornly.After a long time, Snape took the lead to avoid her gaze: "I see, you go back."

"About your tutoring—" Snape added suddenly when Rong Jiu walked to the door, "starting next Monday, at six o'clock every night, and continue."

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