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

On the first morning back to Hogwarts after the holiday, at least a hundred owls poured into the window of the Great Hall.

A snowy owl hovered above Roy's head, and she moved her oatmeal to Draco so that her owl could have a place to stay.

The Daily Prophet that Roy subscribes to will be delivered on time every day. Today, the front page of the newspaper is covered with ten black and white photos. Each photo is marked with the name and the crime that this person was sent to Azkaban. The only witch has long black hair, but it is very disheveled, with a haughty smile on her thin lips.

"Azkaban mass breakout, Ministry of Magic fears that Black is recruiting the old Death Eaters.

Ministry of Magic/Minister Cornelius Fudge told reporters that ten prisoners on high security guard had escaped early last night and that he had informed the Muggle Prime Minister that they were extremely dangerous—"

Roy didn't read the rest of the content, she didn't want to see Fudge talking nonsense, the Ministry of Magic was getting more and more hypocritical.

Draco glanced at the picture of the witch, and frowned in disgust, "She's a lunatic, really embarrassing my mother."

"Oh, I remember, Bellatrix, her maiden name is Blake, is that your aunt?" Roy said, turning a page of the newspaper, "You look happy."

Draco raised his eyebrows noncommittally, "I'm not happy because of her, dear, actually I think Azkaban is more suitable for my crazy aunt."

When Draco was about to kiss him, Roy held the newspaper in front of his face and read briefly, "Someone died at the Ministry of Magic, Broderick Bird."

"Don't worry about it, Christina, he's just a mute, and he's crazy," Draco said impatiently, as if it didn't matter to him whether anyone else lived or died.In fact, no one cared about Bode's death at all, and a few students were discussing today's front page uneasily.

"Roy, can you show me the newspaper?" Blaise, who was sitting across from Draco, asked. He didn't have the habit of reading the newspaper every day like Roy, and he seemed unaware of the terrible things that happened last night.

"Of course." Roy handed the newspaper to Blaise, then turned to Draco and said meaningfully, "Although I hope that similar incidents will not happen again, obviously, this is unlikely."

She took her bag and stood up, Draco frowned, "Christina, you haven't finished your breakfast yet."

"I don't want to eat the same food as Fen Toad/Toad." Roy said coldly.Umbridge at the edge of the teaching desk was stern, drinking his cereal, and giving Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall a malicious look from time to time.

Blaise looked at the back of Roy leaving and said slowly: "Roy seems to hate Umbridge in general."

"Yeah." Draco responded lightly.

"I'm a little surprised, Draco, I hope you don't mind me saying that," Blaise put the newspaper aside casually, and Parkinson took it immediately, "I thought you wouldn't be able to stand Roy, she looks very gentle , but it’s actually quite difficult to get along with, I mean . . . her personality is capricious.”

Draco was not unhappy, but hooked his lips happily, "Oh, I think she's cute too. Christina is indeed easy to get angry, but she will be happy soon... For example, when I was hungry Bring her a piece of strawberry cake before going to class with a bellyful."

The news of the Death Eaters' escape spread quickly in the castle, and the students from magical families were as scared as they were Voldemort when they heard the names of these Death Eaters.Some students were related to the people who were killed at the time, and they would be pointed at when they walked in the corridors, especially Harry.

Lowe thought the incident would put Umbridge back a bit, perhaps unnerving that something like this was happening under the watchful eye of her loyal minister.But Umbridge is more fanatical in controlling all aspects of Hogwarts, and for this reason has added a new education order-prohibiting teachers from providing students with any information that has nothing to do with the subjects they teach.

Until February 2th, the beautiful Valentine's Day, most of the tense atmosphere at Hogwarts disappeared, and the teenagers and girls were immersed in the sweetness of receiving chocolates and love letters.

Many students were eager to get out of the castle through Filch's men, Hogsmeade was out of her reach to hide from Umbridge's sight.

A huge placard with a photo of a Death Eater was posted on the door of De Weiss and Bance's store, and the Ministry of Magic will give 1000 Galleons to any wizard who can provide clues.

Roy stroked her chin and said thoughtfully, "It's really a good chance for extra money..." Seeing Draco staring at her quietly, she chuckled, "It's just a joke."

Draco frowned, pulled Roy away from the crowd watching the arrest warrant, and whispered to her: "Christina, it's not that I didn't tell you those things, it's because I really don't know. Dad is indeed in contact with the mysterious person now close, but he wouldn't tell me anything."

"Oh, I don't care," Roy shrugged, his eyes resting on the window of Madame Puddiffe's teahouse, and his tone was soft, "But it's really strange. I still remember that when Black escaped from prison, there were dementors everywhere. But now Ten Death Eaters ran off, and none showed up."

Draco raised his eyebrows, and led Roy to Patiff's teahouse, "Could it be that you expect dementors to appear here?"

"Of course not," Roy said quickly, recalling the dementor attack/attack that happened last summer, "I was just wondering, not only did they let the prisoner escape, but they also refused to come to hunt for the Death Eaters. Out of Ministry of Magic control?"

Draco didn't answer Roy's words, and Roy didn't continue the topic because her attention was diverted to the decoration of the teahouse.

It's a small, cramped teahouse, everything in it is decorated with tacky lace, even the little round tables are covered with pink tablecloths and hovering over fat golden angels throwing sweets at people.

This reminded Roy of Umbridge, and she tried not to look disgusted.And Draco frowned even more in disgust, he regretted pulling Roy in now, "Let's go."

"Hey! Draco!" Pansy and two Slytherin girls were sitting at the round table by the window, and when she saw Draco waving excitedly, her voice became sharper, "What a coincidence! I didn't expect that You are here too!"

Draco ignored her, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, and as a result, it seemed to be against them on purpose, and it suddenly started raining outside.

Roy sighed helplessly, and tentatively suggested, "I think, maybe we can stay here and have a cup of hot coffee before the rain stops."

Draco pursed his lips and looked at the hazy sky, as if he wanted to use his killing power to stop the rain, but the raindrops were getting bigger and bigger.

"Let's go as soon as the rain stops," he said quickly, choosing to sit in a corner, and then gave Pansy a hard look who kept talking to him, "Leave me alone, Parkinson! Everything here is so tacky , it's not even as big as my bathroom!"

The teahouse is really small. Mrs. Puddife obviously heard this, because her face became ugly, and she asked coldly across two tables: "What do you want?"

"Two cups of coffee, thank you." Roy said with a smile.

There was a crisp bell / sound from the door of the teahouse, and Pansy saw a mocking smirk from the person coming, "Potter and Zhang!" she screamed, "Ah, Zhang, I think there is something wrong with your taste , at least Digory is more handsome! But everyone knows that he doesn't like you!"

The two girls who were with Pansy giggled, looking at Harry and Cho Chang exaggeratedly, and let out contemptuous laughter from time to time.They were all wet and stood there silently, while Qiu Zhang's eye circles were red again, and he looked down at his feet.

"Please sit here," Mrs. Puddieff warmly greeted, dispelling their embarrassment, "What do you want, dear?"

"What are you looking at?" Draco said in a displeased voice, he didn't sarcasm Harry because he didn't want others to see him sitting in this teahouse at all.

Roy withdrew his slightly interested eyes on Harry and Qiu Zhang, curled his lips and said softly: "They look very close, don't they? Zhang cried so sadly a few months ago, I thought she would miss Cedric Ke for a lifetime."

"It doesn't matter, you just have to look at me."

Before Roy came back to his senses, Draco grabbed her wrist and kissed her lips involuntarily.Roy heard Pansy's jealous cry, and she slowly closed her eyes, hiding her complacency well.

Then, Roy heard Qiu Zhang's raised voice: "I've always wanted to ask you, Cedric... did he mention me before he died?"

At this time Draco used his tongue to pry Roy's lips away, she passively catered to Draco, but couldn't help but listen carefully to Harry's next words.

"Um...no..." Harry lowered his voice, hesitating, "he...he didn't have time to say anything...you see, let's not talk about Cedric now, let's talk about other...uh, you, you Did you watch the Quidditch match during the summer vacation?"

"I think..." Cho Chang's voice was higher, sounding agitated, and she choked up, "I think you understand! I need to talk about this! Of course you need to talk about this! I mean, you see It happened, right?"

Roy's body froze, and the atmosphere in the small teahouse became weird and silent.Except for Draco and Roy, everyone looked at the weeping Qiu.

Harry was a little at a loss, his voice lowered: "I, I talked about this, with Ron and Hermione, but..."

"Oh, you want to talk to Hermione Granger! But you don't want to talk to me! Maybe we should pay the bill now and it would be better for you to meet Hermione Granger, don't you think so? Qiu Zhang grabbed a napkin and wiped his face, "Come on, get out of here, I don't understand, since you still have to meet other girls, why did you invite me in the first place? How many people did you meet?"

Harry was at a loss, and opened his mouth to explain clumsily, but Cho obviously didn't forgive her. She looked even angrier, and left the teahouse without hesitation and rushed into the pouring rain.

The door jingled again, and Draco finally let go of Roy, cast a contemptuous look at Harry, and said lazily, "I'm really embarrassed for you, Potter, Valentine's Day was a mess, didn't you?" Is it? It even made the girls cry."

Harry looked so upset that he wasn't even in the mood to take Draco's sarcasm, he threw a Galleon on the table and followed Cho out of the teahouse.

"I think Harry has been acting weird recently." Roy looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows, the water vapor was so blurry that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"He seems to have established a secret organization." Draco stirred the coffee with a spoon, tapped the rim of the cup twice, and continued unhurriedly, "But Umbridge has never found the place where they meet."

Roy chuckled, "Is there anything else about Hogwarts that she doesn't know?"

"Maybe," Draco raised his eyebrows, "I can't find it."