[HP] The Last Demon King

Malfoy, who returned to the waiting room, greeted a grand celebration. Slytherin hadn't defeated Gryffindor for a long time. The Chippatch team, this year's Quidditch Cup is definitely a Slytherin thing.

Because today's victory was not expected, the banquet lacked a lot of things that Hogwarts would not provide, such as alcohol, but many people selflessly provided the bottom of their boxes, beer and wine of different brands and colors , and a few bottles of whiskey and brandy are crowded together, and the empty space on the table is filled with delicious dishes and snacks provided by the Hogwarts kitchen.

At ten o'clock, there was still no sign of the end of the celebration. Malfoy was the center of the celebration, so naturally he drank a lot. Celebration escaped and slipped back to the boys' prefect's dormitory.

As soon as he got back to the dormitory, he lay sprawled on the bed and complained: "I feel like there are no less than six kinds of wines dangling in my stomach."

"Didn't you use the Healing Charm?" Eridins had taught him the Life Charm shortly after the celebration, and she thought Malfoy had used it.

"Okay," Malfoy said, turning his head on his arm and looking at her lazily, his face was flushed, his pale golden hair was scattered around his cheeks and ears, and his long, slender, straight legs were stretched from the open. The wizard's robe was exposed. "I think there's still some sequelae."

"Did you gesture correctly?" Eridins walked towards him with her wand in hand.

"I think it's fine as it is now." Malfoy took her wand, took it out of Eridence's hand, put it on the pillow, and put it with his wand, and pulled Eridence and him together. Lying together on the bed, their faces facing each other, Malfoy kept looking at Eridins with a smile on his face as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"What's the matter?" Eridins touched his hair, as if touching a piece of soft and lustrous oriental silk.

"I'm very happy." Malfoy looked intently into her eyes.

"Ah."

Eridins didn't know herself that she would be happy about other people's affairs, but the truth was that she was also thrilled when she saw Malfoy's hard work pay off.

She was very glad that she didn't make a move, and waited until the moment when he finally caught the snitch.

"Thank you," he said softly.

Eridens' eyes expressed her confusion, and Malfoy said, "I just want to thank you." He looked at Eridens for a while, and then said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have defeated you with my strength." Potter's day... I know, I hate to admit it, but I know, I'm not as gifted as he is."

Eridins felt that he was drunk, and although he used the spell of intoxication, he wouldn't say such things in normal times, and it was tantamount to killing him.

Eridins looked at him, and it took him a long time to speak again: "But I have won him now."

"It's just because I want to become a better me." He grabbed Aeridins' hand stroking his hair, and murmured as if monologue: "Do you know, in front of you, what do I think of me?" neither."

"You're the smartest girl in school, you're quick and good at everything you do - other people's efforts are like a joke to you...you're so pretty...you know, the night of the Yule Ball, you Like a star falling to the ground, so bright...all eyes are on you...I'm so jealous, I want to hide you from others...but you stand beside Potter." His voice dropped, as if returning to that night again: "You smiled at Potter, you took Potter's hand, you stood with him and danced in front of the crowd... I was so jealous that I lost my mind. I Forgot what I was supposed to do, what I was supposed to do... I was going crazy."

"You're so good..." Malfoy's eyes returned to Eridins' face, "so good that everyone around you is like a fool... Now you're still the daughter of the Dark Lord, and your bloodline is even worse. Forget it, you're a descendant of Salazar Slytherin."

Aridins sat up from the bed and reached for her wand: "You're drunk."

"Listen to me." Malfoy took her hand stubbornly, making sure to finish the sentence: "I can't compare to you, but I can beat others. I will win against anyone who wants to take you away from me." People, be the best person you can choose...so, don't think you can leave me, because I am your best choice."

Aritins was silent for a while, then asked, "You think I want to leave you?"

Malfoy let go of her hand, and lay back on the bed with his eyes closed: "...I might be really drunk, can you give me a hangover spell?"

After Aridens cast the curse on him, the drunkenness in his eyes was indeed gone, but when Eridens asked the previous question again, he pretended to be stupid and said that he didn't know why he said that.

He is lying.

In late November, Hagrid reappeared at the teaching staff table with a bruised nose and a bruised face, as if he had been beaten up by something.

Most people complained about Hagrid's return, and a few people—Fred and George rushed out of the Gryffindor table, took Hagrid's big hand and shook it again and again across the staff table.

Only one day later, it was time for Eridings to attend the Care of Magical Creatures class, which had a new teacher. To be honest, although Eridings had no prejudice against any of the courses, she still preferred going to it than taking care of the snails. Pet the baby unicorns, though they were always afraid of her for some reason, more than the boys.

It was gloomy outside, as it always was in winter, and there was no reason for Eridins not to go to class, she thought even taking care of the Blast-end snails would teach her something.

There was thick snow outside the castle. Eridins and Malfoy walked out of the warm hall together and plunged into the cold air after the snow. When Eridins stepped into the calf-deep snow, Malfoy Fu stretched out his hand to her worriedly: "Be careful not to fall."

Aridins stretched out her hand and was about to take it, when Malfoy saw her bare hands, he frowned and took off his gloves, "Here, put them on first."

"I don't feel cold," Eridins wrote.

"It's too cold for me to hold hands." He said grumpily, and put on the still warm gloves on Eridings without any explanation, and then walked in front of Eridings, leading her towards Hagrid's hut step by step. .

Hagrid was waiting at the edge of the woods. The students had almost arrived, but there was no shadow of Umbridge. It was strange. Eridins thought she would definitely appear in Hagrid's class. She had already expressed to Hagrid It has been a long time since I showed extraordinary "care".

Hagrid's appearance was still the same as yesterday, some of the wounds seemed to be new, and the blood hadn't dried up, as if to add color to this violent and dangerous picture. He was still carrying half a dead cow on his shoulders. The intestines exposed in the cross-section are still moist and fresh, having just been killed.

"We're having class here today!" said Hagrid cheerfully to the students, throwing his head toward the dark woods behind him. "It's a bit dense in the woods! They like the dark, though, so it suits them."

"Who can beat you so badly?" Malfoy said slowly, "Did you raise a group of trolls in the woods?"

"That was an accident." Hagrid waved his hand impatiently, and then continued: "I saved a forest field trip for you in the fifth grade, and I want you to see how these creatures live in their natural environment. Today we The creatures to be studied are so rare that I think I may be the only one in England who has tamed them—"

"Are you sure they're tamed?" asked Malfoy, who was beside Eridins.

"Of course--"

"And what's with your face?" Malfoy said sarcastically.

"That's none of your business—!" Hagrid and Potter yelled at Malfoy in unison, and Hagrid seemed taken aback.

"What, Potter, have you even made friends with trolls by now?" Malfoy said coldly, letting go of Eridins' hand and reaching for his wand.

Not to be outdone, Potter reached for his wand.

"Stop it both of you!" Hagrid interrupted loudly. "Come with me into the woods now, everyone, I don't want to see anyone left behind!"

He carried the dead cow and strode towards the woods.

Malfoy snorted coldly, lowered his hands, but did not leave.Most of the others were the same way, no one was willing to go in behind Hagrid first, Potter gave Malfoy a disgusted look, and walked towards the Forbidden Forest first, Granger and Weasley glanced at each other, helplessly Chased after him.

With the three of them taking the lead, the others moved reluctantly. Malfoy took Eredins' hand again and said softly, "Let's go."

Eridings was a frequent visitor to the Forbidden Forest last year. She is the person who is most familiar with the Forbidden Forest besides Hagrid. In the beginning, Malfoy took Eridings away, and later it changed to Eridings leading him. in front.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they came to a densely forested place, which was as dark as evening because it couldn't see through the light. Hagrid put the half cow on the ground, took two steps back, and turned to face the whole class.

Many people surrounded Eridings, looking around nervously, as if they might be attacked at any moment, Malfoy pushed a boy who was too close to Eridings impatiently, "Elton, get out! You are too close !"

"Come closer, come closer," said Hagrid encouragingly. "Now, they'll be attracted by the meat, but I still call 'em because they like to hear it's me calling them."

He turned, shook his head to shake the hair from his face, and uttered a strange, high-pitched cry that echoed in the dark woods like the cry of a giant bird.Most people seemed too scared to speak out, except for Malfoy who let out a loud sneer.

Eridins really wanted to remind him not to laugh, her hands were almost hurting from her grip.

Hagrid yelled again, and a minute had passed, and the students had been peering around nervously, not knowing what to expect.As Hagrid flung his hair back for the third time, expanding his broad chest, Eridins saw a pair of bright white eyes gradually appear in the dark between two rough yew trees, followed by a dragon-like face, and only a skin-wrapped body with bare bones—thestrals.

A thestral came out of the dark forest.