The Savior of HP Alice's House

There was an air of dread in Hogwarts now.

Especially Muggles, some have already asked for leave to go home.

The reason for asking for leave to go home is well known to everyone.

For several days, the students talked about nothing but the attack on Mrs. Norris.

Filch's performance made it impossible for everyone to forget the incident.He often paced up and down the spot where Lady Norris was killed, as if thinking that his attacker would come again.Harry saw that he was scrubbing the writing on the wall with something he didn't know, but in vain; the writing still gleamed so brightly on the stone wall.

"But who could it be?" Hermione whispered.

Three friends are sitting in the living room.

"Who wants to keep Squibs and Muggle-borns out of Hogwarts?"

"Let's think about it," said Ron, pretending to be puzzled.

"As far as we know, who thinks that Muggle-borns are trash?"

He looked at Hermione, and Hermione looked at him, with a puzzled look on the wise little witch's face.

"If you're talking about Malfoy"

"Of course he!" said Ron, with a look of disdain on his face.

"You heard him say: 'You'll be next, Mudblood!' I think it must be him!"

"Malfoy is the heir of Slytherin," said Hermione suspiciously.

They were all in Slytherin, and he used to show it off.They are likely to be descendants of Slytherin.His father is evil enough!

Harry really wanted to say that, but when he thought that the little girl he was thinking of belonged to Slytherin, and most importantly, her surname was Malfoy!

Only Alice is good in Malfoy's family. I really don't know why the sorting hat put Alice into Slytherin!

Obviously Gryffindor is the most suitable for Alice!

The fake savior real idiot Harry Potter laughed, watching Hermione and Ron shiver.

Harry wouldn't be so irritated by this incident, would he?

The two friends looked at Harry worriedly.

As soon as Harry came back to his senses, he saw Hermione Ron's eyes and couldn't help coughing.

"Okay, let's continue talking!"

Hermione and Ron looked at each other, then continued to talk in unison.

"The Malfoys may have held the key to the Chamber of Secrets for centuries!" said Ron.

"From generation to generation, from father to son..."

"Yeah," said Hermione cautiously, "I think it's possible.."

"How do we prove that?" said Harry.

"Maybe it's not the Malfoys?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he attracted the surprised eyes of his friends.

"Harry what's the matter with you?"

Ron put down what he was holding and looked at Harry in amazement.

"Haven't you always had a bad relationship with Malfoy? Why did you talk to him?"

Hermione also looked at Harry in surprise.

Who spoke for them, I spoke for Malfoy's sister!

Harry smiled and said nothing.

He knew that if he told Ron and Hermione now that he had plans for Alice, with Ron's mouth, he would definitely reveal it!

If the Malfoy family knew about it, it would be absolutely impossible for him and Alice!

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Alice was the only one sitting there in the empty lounge.

"Really, where is brother going!"

The little girl pouted.

Pansy and Blaise don't know where to go!

But why doesn't even my brother know where he went!

Just as he was thinking, the door of the lounge was opened.

Alice looked up, and Draco's figure came into view.

"Alice? Why are you here?"

Draco looked at the little girl sitting on the sofa.

"Beautiful baby should be sleeping at this time!"

Draco came over and patted the little girl on the head.

"Hmph! Didn't you idiot Draco see that Alice is waiting for you!"

The little girl stood up and looked at Draco resentfully.

"Alice has been waiting for you for a long time, why are you coming back now!"

"I was called by the godfather to cut the potion just now!"

Draco looked at the little girl's pale face with distress, and sat on the sofa.

Then he hugged Alice to his lap.

This was originally a scene of brothers and sisters loving each other, and the warm atmosphere made someone red-eyed with jealousy.

Picking up a newspaper clipping from the table, Draco looked at the content and sneered.

He handed the clipping to Goyle, who had been standing by.

"Look, Weasley's been punished!"

This is an excerpt from the Daily Prophet, which states that Arthur Weasley, director of the Ministry of Magic's Investigative Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division, was fined fifty plus today for enchanting a Muggle car Long.

"How?" Draco asked impatiently when Goyle handed him back the clipping, "Don't you think it's funny?"

"Hahaha." Goyle and Clark laughed a few times. "Arthur Weasley loves Muggles so much he should break his wand in two and join the Muggles."

Draco said contemptuously, running his other hand through Alice's hair.

"Look at the behavior of the Weasleys, you can't really tell they're purebreds."

Crabbe's face contorted angrily.

"What's the matter with you, Crabbe?" Malfoy asked fiercely.

"Stomach hurts." Clark said loudly.

"Okay, then you go to the hospital and kick those mudbloods for me."

Draco smiled and said, "You know, I'm surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't covered all these attacks yet."

He went on thoughtfully: "I guess Dumbledore is trying to cover it all up. If things don't stop things right away, he'll be fired. Dad always said it was wrong to have Dumbledore as Headmaster." Worst thing that ever happened to this school. He likes Muggles. A decent headmaster would never let a fool like Colin Creevey into the school."

The three were talking and laughing.

I hate it, my brother is ignoring me again!

Alice twisted her body in displeasure, and grunted a few times in dissatisfaction.

Draco lowered his head.

"What's wrong Alice?"

All three eyes fell on Alice, which made Alice very satisfied.

"Brother, I'm hungry!"

Alice hugged Draco's neck coquettishly.

The deliberately soft voice sounded sweet, someone's cheeks turned red, and the whole person trembled.

Well... so cute!

Someone looked at the little girl in Draco's arms with fascination.

The little girl smiled sweetly, her big eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Thinking of the little girl saying to him in such a voice, 'Brother hug', 'Brother feed me', 'Brother, I love you the most', 'Gol' couldn't help being excited.

'Clark' looked at 'Gol' strangely, and touched him with his shoulder.

Feeling the unusually hot gaze, Alice tilted her head to look at Goyle.

"Brother Gore, what's wrong with you?"

Alice raised her head and looked at Goyle worriedly.

She liked Goyle and Clark quite a bit, because they liked meat as much as Alice.

The author has something to say: a belated update, Nana, I have been working on the column, so it is a bit late~ Don’t mind everyone~