[HP] The Last Demon King

At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, Eridins finished reading in the library early. Today is the game between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Malfoy is in it as a Seeker. nagging.

Thanks to the cloudy day today, Eridens was able to move freely outdoors. The stands of the stadium were already full of people. Malfoy and the others were standing at the door of the locker room. He gave a determined smile, and then followed the others into the locker room.

Eridins sat down at a random place and then stopped moving. After a while, the game finally started, and the players from both sides walked out of the locker room.

Hooch blew his whistle and all fourteen players took to the sky, Eridins saw Malfoy flying around Potter all the time, showing off his broom speed childishly, they didn't see it, the black wandering The ball was heading straight for them—

Fortunately, the target of the Bludger this time was Potter, not Malfoy. Potter saw it and avoided it. George hit the flying Bludger towards Pussy, only to find that the Bludger turned a corner and went on a rampage in one direction again. Come over, the target is still Potter.

Then, Eridins found that no matter where the Bludger was hit, it would change direction and hit Potter without hesitation. The students from several other colleges hissed, and the faces of the Slytherin students were also pale. Looks good, anyone who saw this situation would think that Slytherin had tampered with the Bludger.

Eridins followed Malfoy closely, and was also surprised to see him.

Gryffindor captain Wood called for a timeout, Hooch's whistle blew and the players landed.

There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and Eridins stood up and walked to the highest stage of the stands, and she observed the crowd present.

The game started again, and this time it started to rain in the sky. Eridins cast a water and moisture spell on herself, but the players in the sky were not so good, they had to continue the game in the rain, and could not use magic curse.

This time Malfoy followed Potter closely from the start of the match, and the Bludgers continued to attack Potter crazily as usual, but Eridins found no suspicious caster in the crowd.

After a few dodges, the Bludger still hit Potter, and Eridins saw Potter dangled dangling from his broom and sped towards Malfoy, as the Snitch was just over Malfoy's head. , but he didn't notice, so Malfoy dodged subconsciously, and Potter grabbed the Snitch, but also fell off the broom and fell into the mud.

Hooch's whistle blows, Gryffindor wins, everyone runs to Potter, the Slytherin stands are filled with gloom, and Eridins sees Slytherin captain Flint yelling at Malfoy Shouting, Malfoy had a look of humiliation on his face, pale and bloodless.

Eridins looked at Flint, her brow furrowed unconsciously.

She walked down the stands to look for Malfoy, but Malfoy had disappeared into the stadium, and she searched everywhere until she found him in an empty classroom on the third floor.

The desks and chairs in the classroom were crooked, and it seemed that they had been ravaged. Malfoy was dripping wet, his hair was loose, and he was sitting by the wall in a state of desperation. When he saw Eredins come in, he said angrily: "You Come to see my joke?"

Eridins shook her head.

"The whole school is about to spread the word that the savior Potter is better than seven Nimbus 2000 with one Nimbus 2001, he is a Quidditch genius - and Draco Malfoy is a back door to get in Incompetent player on the team!" He babbled nonsense and stood up.

"Since I was young, I have been the best one. I have never disappointed the people around me. I am a wizard, I am a pure-blood, and I am a Malfoy—" Malfoy's face became grim: "But when I met Everything changed after Potter. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t beat him. Everyone surrounded him and liked him. He just got a scar by luck. Why? If it was me, I wouldn’t do worse than him !"

"Potter! Potter! Potter! Everyone's turning around that scarred head—" Malfoy yelled, pushing down the table and chair closest to him. "I've been practicing every night for a month, but it only took a few minutes for Potter to overturn it all. Why?"

"He's very lucky." Eridins walked towards Malfoy, saving the second part of the sentence—luck is also a kind of strength.

"You don't have to be jealous of him," Eridins wrote, and Malfoy's vehement attempts to retort faltered when Eridins stroked his cheek.

"You are the best." After Eridins touched Malfoy's body with mud and rain, Eridins withdrew her hand and looked at him indifferently.

Malfoy changed his eyes and stared at her for a while, then suddenly grabbed her hand and asked her domineeringly, "What's your purpose?"

"what?"

"Why are you so nice to me?" He moved closer to Eredins, the distance between his face and his face was so close that he could even feel his breath, but Eredins's heart was calm, and it was Malfoy who blushed first.

"I know what's on your mind." He backed away, coughed lightly, and pretended to untangle the wizard robes on his body, as if he had returned to the mighty Malfoy. "You should know that my family won't allow it, but I can give you some other gifts."

Eridins had no idea what he was talking about.

Quickly, Malfoy brought his mouth closer and touched Eridins' cheek.

Eridins was stunned, she couldn't understand Malfoy's actions, and she subconsciously touched the place where she was kissed. When Malfoy saw him, his face that was only slightly flushed turned red suddenly, and he pulled him off. Her hand pulled her out in a panic: "Don't be in a daze, let's go."

As soon as he walked out of the classroom door, Malfoy was knocked down. The red-haired girl who was running with her head buried was caught off guard and bumped into Malfoy, knocking them both to the ground.

It was only then that Eridins realized that this girl was Ginny, the youngest girl in the Weasley family. For some reason, she was tearful, looked tired and sad, and all the books in her hands were scattered on the ground.

"What bastard——" Malfoy yelled, rubbing his ass, and when he saw Ginny, a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Isn't this Potter's little girlfriend? Your boyfriend Potter won the competition Why are you crying? Did you break up with Potter?"

"Never mind, Malfoy!" Ginny yelled at Malfoy while picking up the fallen books.

Malfoy's expression turned cold, he slowly stood up and patted the ashes off his body, and said lazily, "This is the cultivation that a gentleman should have, you're welcome."

Thinking of Fred and George, Aridins knelt down to help Ginny pick it up together, but Malfoy immediately pulled her up: "What are you doing? Leave her alone." There was a warning in Malfoy's eyes During this period, Ginny had finished picking up the books, and she ran away without looking back.

Only then did Malfoy let go of her hand, pouted contemptuously: "This kind of person doesn't need to feel sympathy."

He walked forward with big strides, and after walking for a while, seeing that Eridins hadn't followed, he turned back and frowned and said, "Aren't you going yet?"

Eridins glanced at the black book in her hand, and followed.

"What's this?" Malfoy frowned and took the notebook from Eridins' hand.

"She fell."

"The diary? Or a love letter to Potter? Huh... nothing." Malfoy quickly flipped through a few pages, but found that it was blank.

Arridins planned to return it to Ginny at dinner time, but found that Ginny did not come to the auditorium for dinner. She had to return to the dormitory with the notebook. Aridins did not intend to spy on people's privacy, but threw the notebook on the desk. At that time, she was suddenly attracted by the words on the cover. When Malfoy read it, he only paid attention to the contents of the book, and didn't see the words on the cover. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought it was Ginny's diary .

On the cover, there is a faded date written, which turned out to be 50 years ago.

Eridins sat at the table and turned to the first page with puzzlement. On the first page, there was a name written in blurred ink: Tom Riddle.

Afterwards there was nothing left, Eredines closed the notebook, unable to figure out why Ginny would bring someone else's notebook from 50 years ago.

For some reason, she opened the notebook she had just closed again, staring at the name in a daze.

Tom Riddle?

Early on Monday morning, while everyone was eating in the auditorium, Eridins returned the diary to Ginny. Ginny looked very nervous. She grabbed the diary and hugged it to her chest, showing panic look.

"Selwyn, stay away from Ginny!" Ron pointed at her with the transparent sticky wand and walked over quickly. Potter and Granger, who had just been discharged from the hospital, chased after him.

"Weasley, do you miss the taste of slugs?" Malfoy walked out from the Slytherin table, followed by Goyle and Caraboo, pinching the bones of their fingers.

"...You guys misunderstood, she came to return the notebook I picked up." Ginny said in a low voice, she didn't dare to look at Potter, she hugged the notebook and left without looking back, even when Ron called her from behind.

"See? This is how Gryffindor treats people who help them. A dog can be more polite than them." Malfoy stood in front of her, drawn out his voice with a sneer on his face.

Potter stopped Ron, who was about to be impulsive, and stood up and looked at Eridins: "I'm sorry, Ron is too excited, Ginny, she...she is very disturbed because of Mrs. Norris, thank you for picking it up." Return the notebook that arrived to her."

The disgusted expression on Malfoy's face became more obvious: "How great, Gryffindor thanked Saint Potter himself."

"Malfoy, you're just jealous that Harry beat you at Quidditch!" Ron exclaimed.

Malfoy's face immediately changed, and he glared at Ron viciously: "What about you, Weasley? Am I jealous that you use a wand that can make its master spit snot, which is only slightly better than a troll's finger? If you beg me now, maybe I'll give you a few Galleons so you can afford a new wand."

"What's going on?" Professor McGonagall's voice interrupted the increasingly sparkling conversation. Potter and Granger stopped Ron, who was about to rush to hit Malfoy, and pulled him back to Granville. Malfoy snorted softly, and the two sat back in the Slytherin seat.