[hp] warm as jade

Wiltshire.

The morning sun leaked in through the glass, dispelling the coolness that had accumulated overnight, causing the dust in the air to fly everywhere.

For some unknown reason, the owner of this room did not put down the curtain, so the sunlight had already crawled onto her exposed hands, but she was not disturbed by the warmth of her hands or the gradually compelling light, and she still slept soundly. sweet.

If this scene is frozen, it will be a beautiful picture: the girl's black hair is scattered on the dark green pillow, as if it is about to melt into it; the eyelashes cast a shadow on the cheek, the lips are slightly parted, revealing a little bit of white teeth, It looks cute and peaceful; one hand is close to the body, gently grasping the pillow, the arm is not in the quilt, the other hand is farther away, spread on the pillow, and the arm is pressing the quilt of the same color as the pillow.The bed is so big, but she only occupies a small part, which makes people feel peaceful from the bottom of their hearts.

But the dream didn't last long, and the tranquility of this scene was quickly broken by the sound of footsteps.The sound of hurried footsteps showed the unrest in the maker's heart, approaching from the other end of the corridor in a straight line until it stopped at the door.

"Get up for me!"

With a roar, Draco made his debut.He was even still wearing his nightgown, and the pointy nightcap was still drooping on his head, but it had been torn off by his master, revealing his short messy blond hair.He pushed open the door, rushed to the bed in twos and threes, and slapped hard on the dark green bed sheet.

After such a big commotion, the person on the bed finally woke up, propped himself up subconsciously, rubbed his messy hair, his eyes were foggy, and his expression was innocent: "Huh? What happened?"

Because the sweet voice was not sober, it was a bit hoarse, lazy, and cute. Combined with that face, it could calm everyone's anger almost instantly—everyone except her. In front of you, Draco.

"What did you say to Pansy again?" Draco roared, the black circle under his eyes was very conspicuous on his fair skin.

He got a set of jigsaw puzzles from Hogwarts College last night. He will determine the strength of the four houses based on the time and quality of his puzzles. The moment he completes the puzzle, the weakest house will be swallowed, and then all The puzzle pieces are reorganized into a pattern of three colleges, and so on, until only one college remains.It's worth noting that this is a one-off.

In order to get Slytherin to stay, he started to toss after dinner last night until dawn, and only went to bed when there were only two houses left——Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Not long after falling asleep (at least he thought not long), an owl flew in through the window he had forgotten to close.

An owl would be fine, they'll just drop the letter and go away.The same was true of the owl, after throwing the letter on Draco, it circled the room twice and flew away from the window, it was impossible to make any noise loud enough to wake Draco up.

But here's the thing, that letter was a Howler letter.

Poor Draco was dreaming about a Quidditch match, Slytherin vs. Gryffind, they were leading by 60 points, and the tip of his finger was already on the Snitch, the Harry Potter landed on him With the two figures behind him, it seemed that there was no hope of a comeback.He was about to become the hero of Slytherin and the focus of Hogwarts... Then, there was an explosion.He was so frightened that Meng didn't say anything, the three souls had already flown two souls.

Immediately afterwards, Pansy's thin and shy voice came from the roaring letter, almost piercing his eardrums.The demonic voice surrounded and echoed in his ears.However, he couldn't distinguish the content, he just felt a roar in his brain, he couldn't think, he couldn't act, he could only stare blankly at the roaring letter, and let it continue to attack his spirit until it was completed Its mission, tearing itself into pieces, slowly slowed down.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind, he was going to kill Pansy.

10 minutes later, Draco's kid's IQ went online: Pansy has been cautiously (maybe) trying to get close to him, taking his preferences as her own preferences, she likes what he likes, and she will never touch what he hates, yes It is impossible to do such a thing suddenly, the only possibility is that someone said something to her.

And who this person is, there is no need to guess.

"Pansy?" Rong Jiu scratched her head in confusion, "What's wrong with her?"

"She sent me a Howler letter early in the morning!"

"What did she say?"

"She..." Draco closed his mouth halfway through.

What did Pansy say?He didn't pay attention.

Seeing this cheap brother's confused face, Rong Jiu sighed: "Well, you don't know what she said, so what about the letter?"

Draco continued to be dazed.The letter was torn to shreds by itself, and then cleaned up by itself with a cleanup.Where can I find the letter now?

"Well, even if the Howler letter can eat itself, even if you clean up the pieces of it, but you can't even tell what the letter is, how can you be sure that the letter was written by Pansy? Or that Pansy was in the Was it written at my instigation?"

It seems... quite reasonable.

Draco looked at Rong Jiu who was woken up by him with a tired face. He was not displeased at all. Instead, he was patiently explaining to him, and suddenly a sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

He cleared his throat: "Huh...Actually, this is not the main purpose of my looking for you. I want to wake you up for breakfast. "

Rong Jiu yawned: "Okay, then I'll get up right away."

Draco nodded and walked out calmly.

After he returned to his room, he suddenly felt that something was wrong?

Is he being paced?

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Narcissa was the only one in the dining room—Lucius seemed to have something to deal with, so he went out early in the morning, and was obviously surprised to see the two of them down: "You guys are so early today?"

"Mom, I've always gotten up early," Draco complained, "It's just that I was too late for my homework the other night."

Rong Jiu sat on the other side of the dining table: "Good morning, Aunt Narcissa."

Dobby had already prepared breakfast, Rong Jiu's was a sandwich and a cup of hot milk, Draco's was twice as much as hers.

Narcissa smiled and said, "You have all grown a lot this holiday, it seems that you will have to buy school uniforms again."

Rong Jiu quickly swallowed the food in Jing's mouth: "Yes, sorry for the trouble."

"It's all family." Narcissa nodded.After getting along for a period of time, their relationship improved.Narcissa has always wanted a daughter, but due to various reasons, she failed in the end. Now Rong Jiu has come, it seems to fill a void in her heart, and even the sharpness on her face has weakened a lot, and she has become gentle stand up.

This holiday season, both kids have changed.Draco already had the stature of a teenager, his cheeks began to have edges and corners, and he was running from cute to handsome; his slender body looked tall and slender, and there was a faint shadow of his father.

Apart from her height, Rong Jiu didn't lose any part of her growth. This also caused some embarrassing things, which she still doesn't want to recall...

"Mom, what did Daddy do?" Draco asked vaguely while biting his bacon.

Narcissa said: "Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban, and the entire Ministry of Magic has to work overtime."

"Sirius Black?" Hearing the sensitive words, Rong Jiu instantly raised his ears, "Is that the last member of the Black family that Aunt Narcissa you mentioned?"

"Yes." Narcissa was a little sad.Two of her relatives, Sirius Black and Bellatrix Lestrange, are now in Azkaban.Regardless of the reason for entering, whether they belonged to the same camp or not, it was always her last relative.

"From Azkaban?" Draco was concerned about other things, "How is it possible? Can someone escape from that place?"

"No one thought it was impossible." Narcissa shook her head, "After all, there are all dementors there... Visual tricks can't fool them."

"Maybe he bought them off," Draco guessed. "Didn't the Dementors have an affair with the Dark Lord..."

"Draco." Narcissa interrupted Draco disapprovingly, "I told you already, don't inquire about matters related to that person."

"I'm sorry, Mom." Draco quickly admitted his mistake with a good attitude.

"Then... what should we do if we meet him?" Rong Jiu asked hesitantly, "After all, he...um...that..."

What should I say?He is a subordinate of your old master, shouldn't he go up and say hello to help him?Narcissa would pack up and throw this kind of words out of Malfoy Manor!

Narcissa saw Rong Jiu's face so tangled up that her cheeks were flushed, she couldn't help laughing, raised her hand and touched Rong Jiu's head: "Honey, you are still young, just keep away, other We'll take care of it."

"Okay, Aunt Narcissa." Rong Jiu lowered her head meekly, forcibly resisting the urge to rub her.

Snape thought she looked like a husky, and in some ways, he was right.

"Sirius Black looks like this!" Draco pulled out a newspaper from nowhere, and there was a hideous face full of madness on it, "If you see him, remember to hide away!"

Rong Jiu propped his chin: "I won't run around, I won't meet him."

"That's not certain." Narcissa said.But the look on her face made it clear that she didn't want to continue the subject, so there was a silence at the table and the two of them hurried to settle their breakfast.

In the midst of this silence, Narcissa spoke again: "We will go to Diagon Alley the day after tomorrow, and you can see what we want to buy. In this turbulent period, it is best to buy it all at once, and don't run around."

"What are we afraid of?" Draco raised his eyebrows, as if he was number one in heaven and earth.

Narcissa gave him a white look: "Less trouble is not the same as being afraid."

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It’s true that Draco is so cute, I’m about to fall in love with him [No