[HP] When the arrogant young master meets a black-bellied girl

The story of Roy's public rebellion against Moody soon spread throughout the academy.As the person involved, she originally thought that she would be fined to go to school late or be called to lecture by the dean, but she didn't.Snape seemed to be tolerant of her, and blocked Moody back with the words "kids of this age are somewhat impulsive, it's just a small problem".Of course, Moody didn't let it go, and after that, he targeted Lowe even more.

And on Halloween, the people representing the three schools in the Triwizard Tournament were also selected. The warrior of Durmstrang was Krum. He walked out amid thunderous applause, and walked in the direction of Roy. He raised his eyebrows.Unfortunately, Roy didn't seem to notice that she was talking to Draco.

The person Beaucebaton chose was Fleur Delacour.She tossed her blond hair back and passed between the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables with her head held proudly.

The candidate for Hogwarts was Cedric, who came out amidst the cheers of the crowd, and shook hands with Dumbledore with a gentle smile.

There is only one champion of the Triwizard Tournament, which is the eternal glory of the wizarding world.

Just when everyone thought it was over, red tongues of flame sprang out from the goblet of fire that selected the warriors, and a piece of parchment flew out of it.Dumbledore unfolded it, stared at the name on it, there was a long pause, and finally he cleared his throat and read the words above—

"Harry Potter!"

It stands to reason that Harry is only 14 years old and cannot participate in the Triwizard Tournament.Everyone turned to look at him, even Harry himself was stunned with a dazed expression. Dumbledore called him several times before he recovered and walked out of the crowd.

There was no applause, and the atmosphere was awkward. Some people even said things like "He cheated!" "He's not yet 17!"

Draco snorted coldly, his face was like a heavy leaden cloud hovering on the ceiling, and then he pulled Roy straight out of the hall.

Roy was dragged back to the common room by Draco all the way, he was really dissatisfied with Harry being selected to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, and said viciously: "Potter must have used despicable means to be selected !"

"Come on, Draco, maybe we can think differently." Roy sat beside him and winked at him.

"What?" He cast a surprised look at Roy, and his frowning brows still did not relax.

"The Triwizard Tournament is very dangerous. There are too many deaths among the contestants, so it has been interrupted for several centuries. Therefore, Harry is only participating in the fourth grade now. He is sure to encounter danger, and he may die " Roy took the glass that Draco was holding tightly, she was really worried that the glass would be crushed and hurt Draco's hand, "Regardless of why he can compete, you don't need to go Do you care about a person who is going to die?"

Rather than saying that Roy was eloquent, it was better to say that she knew Draco well and knew what words to use to appease him.

Draco's complexion really improved, he hugged Roy and asked, "From your tone, do you want Potter to die?"

Roy chuckled helplessly, "Do I have the face of a bad witch?" There is no hope, but it is true that there is no feeling.

"That's right." Draco's chin rested lightly on her head, and his expression became softer, "I'm really unhappy that you have a face that makes people dream of it...why did you show it to you?" Okay, is it Cedric or Krum?"

Roy was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted from Draco's awkward words, "You have to know, how can ordinary people dare to approach Draco Malfoy's girlfriend?"

She said it smartly, elevating herself while quadraco.Then, Roy kissed the corner of Draco's mouth again, and said softly: "In my heart, you are the best, no other man can compare with you."

Draco regained his usual arrogance, smiled happily, and held Roy in his arms with his strong arms, "Of course, you are mine."

"Draco... what do you think Moody always drinks?"

"It should be a bar." Draco raised his eyebrows, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, I just find it strange. I used to think it was wine, until Moody was very close to me when he asked me to answer the question. I didn't smell any wine on him, but a very strong smell. Strong disgusting potion smell." Recalling the smell, Roy immediately frowned in disgust, "I really don't understand that he puts potions in wine bottles, he usually takes a sip every hour or so, I suspect now that the bottle contained no wine at all."

"Then what do you think?" Draco smiled with interest.

Roy came out of Draco's arms and adjusted her sitting position. Every time she did this, she was going to talk seriously, and Draco would listen carefully.

"I specifically checked Moody's information. He was very famous in the 70s because he successfully led all the Aurors who became Death Eaters back to the right path without using Unforgivable. Later, Voldemort fell and he retired. He has been living relatively peacefully until this year. He started to become suspicious, extremely distrustful of his surroundings, and then came to teach at Hogwarts... Don’t you think it’s strange, Draco?”

"Are you doubting Moody's identity?" Draco raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.

"That's right." Roy nodded, "And I think he's got Compound Potion in the bottle...Although I don't have any evidence, it's all my guess."

"I'll pay attention." Draco pulled her into his arms again, "You want me to be careful about Moody?"

"Well, if he really sneaked into Hogwarts disguised as Moody, it would be very dangerous, and it's better to be careful." Roy touched his neck as he spoke, and then he didn't know what he was imagining, his face turned pale, "I was really impulsive when I was rude to him last time."

Draco was amused by her cute little gesture, rubbed her hair and said: "I didn't expect you to suspect so much. If I had an affair with another girl, would you have noticed it all at once?"

Roy smiled, "Try it."

Her seemingly gentle and harmless smile made Draco feel goosebumps, and Draco quickly explained to her: "I'm kidding you, don't show such a dangerous expression..."

"Maybe you just said it casually, but I doubt it's true."

Draco was a little panicked, held Roy's face so that she looked at him, and said seriously: "Well, Christina, I want to tell you, in fact, I didn't like anyone before you...you are my My first love will also be my last romance."

Draco's gray-blue eyes were full of affection, and Roy saw himself in his eyes.Stared at him quietly for a while, then shook his head, stretched out his arms to hug the young man's thin but strong body, "Draco, I don't need you to make promises to me, I just want you to be by my side, It's single-minded."

An oath cannot measure constancy, nor can it judge right or wrong. It can only prove that at the moment of speaking, each other was sincere.

Once the feelings disappear, commitment is a blank sheet of paper.

The love of youth is plain and simple. I don’t know how many pure and sincere loves are buried in the quiet campus. Secret love supports all the beautiful dreams of youth.It's just that it's all too early, no matter how delicate the feelings are in the years, maybe they will eventually fade away because of the meager reality.

Roy never thought that Draco would love her all his life, she just wanted that Draco could only love her when he was by her side.

The future is far away, they met too early, how far can they travel together.

So before the future that no one knows comes, hug each other as tightly as you can.

But she has been looking forward to the future with some anxiety, and sometimes in her heart, she feels vaguely that they are bright.