[Deha] World Starlight

☆、Do you have a lot of leisure time Ⅴ

Although some classes are missing, in fact, everything in the sixth grade is the same as in the past few years except that the weekends are full - except for the class, the rest of the time is more spent looking through books, looking for materials and writing homework, rather than pastime.

And Slughorn took up most of the training and game time Draco saved by quitting the Quidditch team - boring and full of sycophant talk greatly reduced the taste of the food, but fortunately the suffering was always temporary Yes, and Hogsmeade is the eternal theme of leisure time.

After one and a half months of school, they finally ushered in a chance to leave the castle to relax, even though Hogsmeade was already as familiar to them as their own back garden.Harry couldn't help but start to jump for joy.He had only been talking to Draco about what to do in Hogsmeade for 5 minutes before Draco cast the Silencing Charm (one of the Half-Blood Prince's homemade spells that glues people's tongues on palate) sealed his mouth.

"Five inches if you keep arguing about this paper," Draco said darkly.

Harry looked at the paper he had written while Draco was studying the decorations on the order booklet, and very wisely crossed his mouth with his fingers up, telling Draco that he would definitely be quiet Quietly do not make a sound to disturb him.

And Draco took Harry's hand and kissed him on the lips before breaking the spell.

Harry kept his promise and lay quietly on the bed reading while Draco was doing his homework. It was really quiet, the small room only had the sound of the two of them breathing evenly and the pen tip scratching across the parchment. Swish, so when Draco finished his thesis and looked back, he realized that the reason why he was so quiet all the time was because Harry fell asleep holding the book at some point.

"...Oh." He smiled helplessly.

The day I went to Hogsmeade village was really not a good day. Not to mention the sudden drop in temperature, it snowed, and the cold wind was wrapped in sleet, whistling mercilessly on the vast land—but it didn’t matter at all. Influence people's plans to go to Hogsmeade.Slytherin couples wrapped in silver and green scarves walked out of the castle slowly, followed by a tall man in a black cloak.

Filch stood at the oak gate as usual, checking the names of the students who were allowed to go to Hogsmeade one by one, and repeatedly tested everyone with a spy device, but when Grindelwald walked up to him When it was time, he asked the next student's name as if he didn't see it.

Grindelwald walked past Filch, only to hear Harry say to Draco, "It seems that most foreign professors can get some different treatment from him."

"Or is this just out of respect for the professor?" Grindelwald asked Harry back, and then looked at Draco, "What do you think?"

Draco didn't have any particular opinion, but Grindelwald would not fail to answer when he asked him: "All speculations are possible, and you can think about it." He said, "I think he just thinks you are not good. Mess with... biological instinct."

You have to walk all the way to Hogsmeade, but when others are struggling with regrets in the wind, rain and snow, Harry and Draco walking behind Grindelwald basically don't feel any wind and snow, except They didn't feel any discomfort except for the low temperature.

And what saddened them the most after this difficult trek was that Hogsmeade also closed some shops like Diagon Alley, among them Zoko's joke shop, which should be the most popular in the past-but Grindelwald has nothing to do with joke supplies Interested, after roughly scanning the whole street, he walked towards Honey Dukes in a simple and clear way.

Harry and Draco followed Grindelwald and walked into Honeydukes, only to feel a warm breath filled with the smell of toffee, and the cold wind that they experienced just now seemed to go away all of a sudden, and there was no trace of it anymore .

Harry and Draco bought some candy, and Harry also bought an oversized lollipop quill. Of course, these things were finally settled with Grindelwald's bag full of candy, and Grindelwald was still in three Broom bought two butterbeers for the two of them.

He drank Firewhiskey himself.

"It really seems like a fire is burning from your mouth to your stomach." Grindelwald handed Harry the glass, "Little Harry, would you like to have a sip? Although it's not as good as German wine, but..."

"Thank you." Draco interrupted Grindelwald's chatter, and declined his glass for Harry. "We're not old enough to drink such spirits."

"Then did you drink plain water in Germany?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, and took another sip of wine after speaking.

They finished their drinks quickly, and sat and listened to the people around them chatting for a while—I don't know if there were not many people coming to Hogsmeade this time or they came at the wrong time, anyway, in the Three Broomsticks Not many familiar faces were seen here.

"Go back." Harry yawned a little, Grindelwald put the wine glass on the table, lowered his head and whispered in Harry's ear, "There's something wrong with that sexy lady boss..."

Harry gestured to Draco with his eyes, and the other party raised his eyebrows and smiled with a slightly evil expression.

Harry winks

"Hey, Draco." A cool breeze from outside blew against the ground, and Draco nodded to Blaise and Pansy.

Pansy looked at Harry who was wearing a scarf and gloves, and asked, "Are you leaving already?"

"Hmm," Harry said, "while it's just warmed up...the weather is too bad, there's no point in staying here any longer, it's better to go back to the cellar, at least it's warm and you can lie down and sleep."

"Don't play too late, the weather will only get worse." He reminded, and Blaise nodded lazily to show that he understood.

Harry looked back when he got out of the three broomsticks, but there were so many people, he didn't see where Katie Bell and her friends were, but saw Ron with conspicuous hair, that is, the three of them.

He turned to look at Draco, who smiled at him.

"Let's go," said Harry.

At the same time, I thought in my heart: Even if it is... nothing will happen... right?

They walked back to the castle through the wind and snow, back to the cellar where the fireplace was burning brightly but was crowded with people and smelled of wet clothes: "To warm up or take a bath," Draco asked Harry.

"Shower." Harry chose the answer that was most convenient for both of them.

Of course there will be no one in the bathroom of this time prefect, and Draco said to Harry while undressing: "I don't know if everything is the same as you know...but Rosmerta is under the Imperius Curse, I use her , using Katie Bell... but I can already see the result of this matter from the look in your eyes."

Harry thought for a moment and said, "Dumbledore isn't at school."

"Just leave today." Draco slid into the pool, stretching his limbs lazily against the pool wall, "Actually, I knew from the very beginning that this approach would be difficult to succeed... this thing was sent to Dumbledore It will definitely fall into the hands of others before it is in your hands..."

"Is this all what you have in mind?" he asked Harry.

"..." Harry sank his head into the water and came up after taking a few bubbles, as if he had prepared himself mentally, "Basically... if four people witnessed the whole process of Katie Bell's accident , and if this fact and rumors spread throughout the school tomorrow, then there is basically no difference."

"The world runs by its own rules?"

Harry brushed back the hair stuck to his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead and a pair of green eyes that seemed to be filled with steam.He was floating around Draco as if he was just enjoying a hot bubbly bath.

"Who knows..." Harry's voice was mixed with his splashing water, and became a little indistinct, "But I know that the most indispensable thing in this world is variables."

"Right."

"Yeah." Draco looked at the sleeping mermaid on the wall and nodded.

Just like Harry said, the news about Katie Bell's accident spread throughout the castle the next day, and there were all kinds of conjectures everywhere, but the person concerned had left the Hogwarts infirmary and went to St. Mungo's Magic. Went to the hospital for injuries.

But Neville, Ron, and Hermione are different from most people. The issues they discuss have gone beyond the surface of the issue, and go straight to the core that others don't know. To whom?

Dumbledore didn't show up at the Great Hall on Monday, but Harry received a paper crane that afternoon, and it seemed purposeful, coming into the house after anyone who had given the password to open it at the cellar door, and then straight It flew straight in front of Harry and landed on the table.

"It looks a bit like the Ministry of Magic sending messages." Harry pinched the paper crane and said to Draco, "Do you think it came from the eighth floor?"

"Anything else," Draco said.

Harry opened the paper crane, and as expected, he saw Dumbledore's unique slender cursive words on it: [Katie Bell has confirmed that her life is not in danger. Even so, I still hope that Mr. Malfoy can be more cautious in his actions. ]

Harry handed the letter to Draco and said, "Just do what you want, I promise it's the most careful thing I've ever known."

Draco tossed the thin paper into the fireplace, and any traces were lost to ashes in a flash of fire.

And Harry looked at the flickering flames, thinking that he couldn't guarantee anything but what had happened.

Everything in this world can be traced, but the trace is often hidden among the spider's threads, and it is also as subtle as a spider's thread.

But at the same time, everything in this world is unpredictable, just like he 16 years ago did not know that he and Draco would become the relationship they are today, just like Dumbledore many years ago did not know that he went to the orphanage The fine-looking boy who met would become the most dangerous Dark Arts wizard who ever lived.

This is the world, and everyone is an unpredictable context.

Someone knows your past and present, but no one knows your future.They don't know your distance, where you will end up, and what kind of person you will become.

Everything is unpredictable, but everything is traceable, just like Tom Riddle has clearly shown his cruel, secretive and domineering nature as early as 11 years old.

The author has something to say: life is too short, if you give up today, you may not get it tomorrow.

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There are many theories about the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald. They love or have loved, or one loves and the other does not love, but they are just used by love, but there may also be some platonic love...

My point is that the two people really met each other in those two months...but eventually separated for some reason, but in 1945, after Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald, the two people reconnected , exchange some views and so on, and Dumbledore went to Nurmengard after resigning from the post of headmaster twice.

It's probably a kind of...Only this person knows my past, understands my thoughts, and is mixed with other emotions that cannot be explained. After all, Dumbledore can't tell the story of him and Grindelwald, even if it is true Whoever you tell it to, there is a kind of time-changed...pretentious feeling?

After all, with someone like Dumbledore, the world generally focuses on his accomplishments, not his love story.And an octogenarian (?) old man recalls the love when he was young... But although everything can't be said in words, it will always remain in the heart.

Both are truly great, and both are truly deeply in love.

One last question - who killed Ariana?

Grindelwald knew.

But after thinking about it, I guess everyone has a valid reason.I will write about my thoughts in the text later.

☆、New snow has fallen Ⅰ

The weekend snowstorm seemed to be just the prelude to this cold winter, because the thick fog that covered the entire summer vacation shrouded Hogwarts again, and the early-rising students trudged through the thick fog that could not be seen beyond their fingers, preparing to go to the conservatory for herbal medicine classes.

Harry tugged on the dragon leather glove, tilted his head and saw the three heads of Neville, Ron and Hermione, who were close together, muttering.He smiled, and when he looked back, he glanced at the stump of the knotty knotty vine in front of him, and then looked at Draco's face, which was covered by a mask, and he also put on the anti-gum mask .

The two put on goggles, but Draco obviously didn't want to reach out to the pimple vine, but Harry showed the noble spirit of "don't coax or go" and quickly pulled out a pimple from a pimple vine. I found a pod the size of a grapefruit, and it was beating like a heart.

"Very well, Slytherin and Gryffindor each get [-] points, and the rest of the students keep up the good work!" Professor Sprout said sharply, "Those who are looking around and not paying attention, watch your faces! Madam Pomfrey won't be willing to heal those who don't. Concentrated daredevil."

Just when Professor Sprout warned them to be careful, a thorny vine jumped out of the knotty vine, and suddenly attacked Harry who was picking out the second pod—and before it rushed in front of Harry, his hand Draco, who was holding a dagger in his hand, picked up the knife and fell to the ground to split it in two. Harry took out the pod at the same time, and immediately, the rest of the thorny vines that were about to move all shrank in, and they turned back to be like wood. He looked lifeless, as if he had suffered irreparable trauma.

Harry pierced the pods with Draco's lowered dagger, and squeezed the juice into the bowl.

"…" Draco turned his face away, looking away from the half-bowl of wriggling little lumps that looked like light green caterpillars.

Harry took the bowl to the other side with a smile, and changed the subject: "How's the Quidditch practice going? I've heard Pansy complaining about how the newly-chosen Johnny looks like a boy compared to you." Spread the mud?"

"So-so... I didn't pay much attention." Harry felt that Draco's eyes seemed to glance at Ron in the distance, "But there doesn't seem to be much debate about winning or losing."

"So confident?" Harry chatted while fiddling.

Harry and Draco cooperated tacitly until the end of get out of class, and finally put the lumpy root like a normal tree root on the table with relief, took off their gloves, hat and glasses, and followed the crowd out of the greenhouse... Harry walked with Draco Coe was talking, but the conversation turned back to the somewhat obligatory Yule Ball.

It's also probably the second Yule Ball they've been to - of course it's never going to be as good as the first, and Harry would never bet Draco on anything at the ball... and then said About the Quidditch match.

It's been going back and forth lately, and until the Quidditch match with Gryffindor, nothing in particular happened in all of Slytherin.As for the inside of the school, except for the fact that the professor from Germany is as surreptitious as the headmaster again, there is only the anxiety and irritability that is about to pervade the entire Gryffindor, and the red-haired Weasley behaves like a bomb, but this The explosive performance in Quidditch is that Ginny Weasley is getting tougher and tougher, while Ron Weasley is getting more and more substandard.

Just like what he does.

However, all Slytherins, including the Quidditch team, are happy to see this. After all, the more unstable the enemy is, the better it is for us... and there are a lot more people in the lounge after dinner. talk -

"I heard that the Weasley brothers and sisters had a big quarrel. The reason for the quarrel was that the elder brother thought it was indecent for the younger sister to kiss boys in public, and felt that the younger sister was acting too much like a courtesan. Like a little idiot in some ways, so it's disgusting to cover up..."

Blaise sneered, raised his chin and asked the boy who was talking, "What? You dated a Gryffindor girl recently? Or something? It's better to shut up if you have such a sloppy time talking about other people's business." Keep your mouth shut and your eyes wide open to see where the Snitch is."

Oh—it suddenly dawned on Harry that this little brown-haired freckle was that Nee that Pansy was talking about.

However, when it comes to Ron and Hermione...Harry thought about the bad things back then, and only felt that love made people blind and hurtful.

"Besides, what's the point of seeing my sister kissing in the hallway? Who hasn't avoided the corner with the little girl?" Blaise said while bumping into Draco, "Oh? What is that, right?"

Draco squinted at Blaise, as if thinking about what he meant: "What?"

"What?" Blaise said, looking at Draco and Harry, who was wandering, "sometimes I can just look out the window and see who and who are under the beech tree by the black lake." ..."

Draco glanced at him: "You're ashamed to tell me what happened last year."

"You two have too many things, mainly because I only see a little bit." Blaise spread his hands and said that there was nothing I could do.

The topic here is completely different from the beginning.Harry was still thinking about Ron and Hermione, wondering whether it was necessary (or qualified) for him to reconcile or have a chat with Hermione——Draco held his shoulders and turned half of his body To him: "Why..." What's wrong?Just as Harry was about to ask, he felt soft, familiar lips on his.

Harry's eyes widened slightly, and the soft touch was instant, and then he heard Draco's lazy voice asking in his ear: "Why, don't you think you haven't seen enough?"

A few people on the opposite side shook their heads as they didn't have 300 taels of silver here.

"Graduation for the wedding," Draco said, "I promise you'll see more..." Harry changed the subject calmly amidst the laughter of the spectator crowd, " Have you figured out who you're going to take to the Slug Club's Christmas ball? Blaise, I remember that Slime in fifth grade hinted at you a few times about this..."

Pan Xi turned her head in silence, with a smile still on her lips, but her eyes had become a little hostile.

Harry continued as if he couldn't understand Blaise's frequent hinting eyes: "Is there a way to tell people earlier that it's not good to hang around like this all the time."

"Then what..." Blaise said to Harry without looking at Pansy, as if the scorching gaze wasn't projected on his face, "Didn't you say you were going to invite our beautiful Pansy? And I said I was worried that Pansy didn't like Slughorn, didn't I, Draco."

"I don't know what Pansy thinks of Slughorn," Draco said, "but she's here, and you can ask her if she likes it or not."

The others let out good-natured laughter just like before.

As the temperature drops day by day, snow falls and beautiful icicles bloom in the windows, Hogwarts is once again decorated with the eternal theme of Christmas - a huge Christmas tree fills the Great Hall; holly and tinsel wraps every section the banisters of the stairs; and the corridors hung at intervals huge bouquets of mistletoe.Rumors of Professor Slughorn's Yule Ball had spread throughout Hogwarts, and every girl wanted to meet the boys and girls he had invited.

Several chance encounters in the hallway made Harry discover that Neville had many "suitors" as expected, although everyone knew what kind of mentality and what kind of mentality these girls of all grades were holding and rushing for when they were standing under the mail-order love potion. ... But the people watching the excitement are always not too serious.

Harry quietly pointed out the way to Neville a few times when they met by chance, and saw Ron's beaming face and - Lavender Brown, this guy seemed to be a kissing maniac. Every moment of Ern's was wasted, whether it was in class or after class, Harry wanted to cover his eyes when he saw her clinging to Ron.

The Slytherins almost took it for another joke.

Harry doesn't mind this, but he cares more about Hermione...Even if it's just a few short brushes and greetings, Harry can clearly feel that Hermione's state is very wrong...everything is Like back then, Neville, just like him, became good friends with two people who seemed to never speak to each other.

But the only difference is that Harry no longer thinks from the perspective of a 15-year-old, and he can't judge whether Ron is right or wrong... Maybe there is no right or wrong in emotional matters, and no one can avoid it after running-in. just be together.

Having said that, Harry still came to the library in a snowy weather——Harry stared at Hermione's back at the door for a long time (the surrounding tables were all empty), in such a bad weather Most people choose to relax in front of the fire in the lounge, and few people come to the library to sit on a cold stool.

Harry suddenly thought that Hermione must often stay alone in the library like this. Although it might look a little lonely to other people, she must enjoy the time with books like this-to be able to put aside her troubles for a while.

Thinking of this, Harry walked softly over to Hermione and sat down, but he didn't speak.It was Hermione who spotted him instead.

"Oh," Hermione seemed startled, "hi, Harry."

"Hi." Harry said as he tilted his head and glanced at Hermione, "Why does he look so preoccupied again?" It seemed that the things in the books were just floating on the surface, and there was something else occupying his mind.

"..." Hermione stroked her hair, smiled, and stared intently at the pages of the book after glancing at Harry, "Isn't it almost Christmas? I'm worrying about the prom..."

Harry blinked: "Annoyed... partner?"

Hermione lowered her head, shook her head and said nothing.

"Are you still worried about this?" Harry looked at Hermione with sincere eyes, "I still remember the dance at the Triwizard Tournament, you were so beautiful—by the way, speaking of the Triwizard Tournament, you still talked to Ke Is there any contact with Lum? I remember I asked for his autograph on the clothes, but I gave them to George and Fred..."

"I heard from them." Hermione didn't mention Krum, and seemed to be interested in the latter topic, "It's not just you, they always talk about you...parents. I'm staying at the Burrow this summer, Oh, you don't know, the Burrow is Ron..." Hermione pursed her lips at the mention of the name, and didn't say any more.

Oh……

Harry sighed silently in his heart. He didn't know whether to mention Ron's name again... But it's always going around like this and it can't get to the point. Forget it, let's talk straight. .

"I think we can be regarded as friends, so looking at you during this time... I am a little worried," Harry looked at Hermione's quiet profile, "but these are not important, they will only affect you in this period... But you Remember, whether it's Krum or Weasley, choose what your heart really wants."

Hermione looked at Harry with some familiar emotion in her eyes, as if she wanted to say something... But Harry didn't say anything, just patted her on the back.

Hermione faltered, "Harry, you..."

And Harry smiled, winked at Hermione, and said, "Need me to introduce you to a dance partner?"

Hermione shook her head, there was already a smile on her face.

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About this chapter:

When I was writing, I looked up German cuisine...ah forget it.

Not to mention British food.

In addition, the scenic spot information comes from Baidu——

Just think that Harry and Draco have really played London all over the place.

☆、New snow has fallen Ⅱ

Harry didn't know if what the library said would have some effect on Hermione...but he had done what he could, and it was really beyond his control as to who was with whom in the end.And aside from talking about it now, Ron really grew up and changed a lot in that year (of course ignoring the stupid things he did due to the influence of Horcruxes).

But... who knows what will happen in the future?

When Harry walked into the Transfiguration classroom, he saw the Gryffindor trio with clear distinctions at a glance, and next to Ron was Lavender Brown with a pink hairpin.

Draco followed Harry's gaze and glanced over there, the corners of his mouth curled up a little.He and Harry sat in the first row: "Honestly, looking at Weasley's admirer... I thought she had taken too much love potion."

Harry turned his head slightly and glanced out of the corner of his eye, "But it looks like she really wants to drink some for Ron."

"If you say Weasley, you don't have to worry..." Draco said lazily, leaning back on the chair, "Longbottom, who is shining with gold, needs to be more careful. I have heard girls get together more than once in the cellar." Discuss to take him down."

"Then should I remind him to be careful when he drinks?" Harry said with a bit of schadenfreude.

Draco thought of other problems: "But don't worry so much." He said, "You see, those girls seem to be fighting against each other because they are all losers with empty plans. If there is a girl among them who has got Longbottom, that girl is going to be miserable--old friends have turned against each other, and the worst comments and curses she can hear will come from them."

Harry: "..."

"I don't know what they will do to the only successful girl, but they will definitely find a way to drink the antidote for Longbottom... What do you think?" Draco looked at Harry with a frightened expression on his face, He asked with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

Harry spoke intermittently: "I think... according to what you say...girls are really terrible animals."

"Three and a half stars." Draco randomly graded magical creatures: "The main reason is that they all have good cover - look at Pansy, you can think of her in Quidditch by looking at her like that." Have you ever grabbed a stick and beat someone during a competition? And if the proportions are drawn according to the size of the body, the possessiveness and jealousy of women are almost the same as those of dragons."

Harry: "...oh."

I seem to understand what he meant... Is that what he meant?Harry looked at Draco's delicate profile, and then focused his gaze on the soft strands of hair scattered around his ears, the long eyelashes and the indifferent gray eyes...

Dragons are truly amazing creatures.He thought suddenly.

Then Harry, who was thinking wild and unconstrained, suddenly thought again about "how deep can girls get into for revenge", a question he hadn't figured out last time (when Hermione and Ron had a cold war).

But fortunately, there is no chance to continue thinking about this question... Professor McGonagall announced that they will practice the simplest part of human body transformation in this class, changing their eyebrows to a color.As soon as she finished speaking, a round mirror appeared in front of everyone.

"If any student does well, you can try to change the color of the eyelashes." Professor McGonagall clapped his hands twice and said, "Okay, let's start now."

Harry fiddled with his bangs in the mirror so that the eyebrows were completely exposed.Draco leaned sideways, leaned his head on Harry with his chin propped on his palm, his light eyelashes fluttered lightly... Harry glanced sideways at Draco: "...?"

Draco raised his eyebrows at him. Although the shape of the eyebrows was still the same, the color of the eyebrows had become the same black as Harry's.

"Oh my God." Harry flexed his index finger and lightly picked Draco's eyelashes, "The black makes your eyelashes look longer, and it looks great with your eyes!"

Draco raised his hand and touched Harry's eye sockets: "I still prefer green eyes."

"...Hmm." Harry looked at Draco with some embarrassment, blinked, and his eyebrows and eyelashes turned a light gold.He took a closer look in the mirror, looked at Draco again, and said, "It's okay just to look at it, but it's a bit strange to look at the hair...the hair is also the same theory?" He finally whispered to himself Speaking to himself, he tried it without asking Professor McGonagall.

"Hahahaha, it's kind of weird!" Harry looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help laughing out loud, "It doesn't look like I'm used to it."

"Twenty points for Slytherin." Professor McGonagall approached suddenly, pinched a lock of Harry's hair and looked at it, then nodded with satisfaction, "Two students have already studied the content of the next lesson independently , the rest of the students should work harder..."

"Should this be all for today?" Draco whispered, looking at Harry.

"The study in the intensive class is different from before. You can study in advance, and only in this way can you learn more knowledge." Professor McGonagall said seriously, "NEWTs exam is more difficult than you imagined. , and, if you don’t learn more knowledge and master more magic in school, then it will have a completely different effect when you need to learn later when you need to work..."

Harry fiddled with his hairstyle in the mirror, winking at Draco under Professor McGonagall's nose.

"For example, the Patronus Charm... As far as I know, there are already a few students in the fifth grade who can summon the Patronus proficiently." Professor McGonagall moved his gaze away from Harry, "You all know the importance of this spell, and I don’t need to say more. What I want to emphasize is—you all know what the situation is now, do your best to protect yourself! Do your best to let yourself have the ability to protect yourself and others! Understand?”

The whole classroom became quiet, and those who spoke softly kept their mouths tightly shut.

"Continue to practice." Professor McGonagall has already got the answer.

The rest of the transfiguration class was quieter than ever, and more people completed the task than ever before.Harry assured him that Professor McGonagall, who had been trying to keep a straight face, finally couldn't help smiling before he left the classroom.

Harry and Draco flaunted each other's hair color at Hogwarts for a day. Not only did they get a lot of attention and ridicule from the Slytherins during class, they also caused several other houses to raise their heads frequently during lunch. The vision of turning back.Although everyone knows that this is a masterpiece of transfiguration class (and some guys have weird eyebrow colors), but there is still a good deal of attention to this high-profile act of affection... But Harry and Draco have already I'm used to the eyes of everyone, and at Hogwarts, to be honest, other things can be done...but you can't hide things like who is in love with whom.

Oh, and speaking of dating, there are still two vacant seats in the teacher's seat as usual - after all, it's Christmas, and it's understandable to want to live a world of two.

Harry laughed twice, and then remembered who said before that there were people who specifically (boringly) counted how many couples would get married after graduation, and he and Draco were the first couple he remembered—— Of course it doesn't matter, when Harry and Draco changed their hair and everything back to normal color before Slughorn's Christmas party, somehow Draco talked about the child's hair color and eye color in the future , After referring to the color schemes they used in class, they said: "I still like green eyes."

Harry: "..." I don't know what to say.

"Why don't we still have two children...one for each of us, should the genes of the Potter family allow it?"

"I... don't know either." Harry said weakly in a state of almost helpless collapse, "The party over there seems to be starting, why don't we go there first?" He felt that he had made a good suggestion to divert topic.

"Okay." Draco straightened his collar in front of the mirror, "Let's study this matter later."

I also used... such a serious word to study...

Harry scratched his head helplessly, and followed Draco out of the room.

"There are rumors