Hogwarts Homecoming

Back to early November.

The majestic heavy rain shakes the world, and the huge black lake trembles in the waves caused by the strong wind. In the deep and bottomless deep water area, a huge black shadow is restless because of the turbulent lake body. The tentacles of the suckers smashed against the dark green rocks from time to time, causing the Slytherin common room adjacent to the Black Lake to shake from time to time.

"This big ugly beast is throwing a tantrum again!"

Daphne cast a cold gaze at the giant squid raging outside the glass window.

If you were a young wizard from the other three colleges, if you had the opportunity to see the legendary giant squid in the Black Lake, you would definitely tremble with excitement, but for the students of Slytherin House, this is just a daily scene , every time there are waves on the lake, this big guy will always lose his temper because he was disturbed to sleep.

It is around twelve o'clock at noon, and there are not many students in the Slytherin common room filled with faint green lights. Most of the people here are gathered around the beautifully carved fireplace to warm up the fire, continuing last night's On the topic, talking in awe of yesterday's accident at the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

"I can't figure out why Draco would do that, he obviously hates that silly boy Potter so much."

The haggard Pansy Parkinson looked dejected.

"It's really puzzling—"

Outside the window with rippling blue waves, the big squid found a group of Grindylows who unfortunately passed by nearby, so it turned around, spitting out a series of bubbles big enough to hold Hagrid in it, and waving its tentacles as whips , to whip the unlucky water monsters around.

This scene made Daphne feel bored, she looked back and patted Pan Xi on the shoulder,

"No matter from which aspect, Draco's behavior can be regarded as a kind of betrayal. If it weren't for his self-assertive behavior, we would have absolutely no chance of losing to the group of stupid and reckless lions in Gryffindor. , it should be us who should show off in front of Professor Brian!"

"I don't want you to say that about Draco, Daphne!"

Contrary to Daphne's expectations, Pansy did not feel relieved by her words, but pointed her sharp eyes and said domineeringly,

"And you are not eligible, Daphne, don't forget, your family still has a lot of businesses that rely on the support of the Malfoy family to survive, you should show some respect to Draco!"

After an embarrassing silence ended, Daphne nodded unwillingly,

"You're right, Pansy—"

She first agreed with what Pan Xi said, but then she changed the subject and said,

"But I have to say to you, Pansy, most of us—I mean Theodore, Blaise, Millicent, we have reached a consensus that Draco has to do it for him. We have to pay some price for our betrayal, and we will not participate in cleaning the owl shack today, unless-"

"Unless what, Daphne?"

Before Pansy expressed his anger at Daphne's words, a cold voice suddenly came from behind the two of them, causing the two little girls, Daphne and Percy, to change their colors.

It was Draco Malfoy and his two loyal supporters, Crabbe and Goyle.

In the current magical world, apart from a few sacred pure-blood families with prominent status in the Ministry of Magic, the Malfoy family with astonishing financial resources is probably the one with the most power and influence. The heir's fury made both Daphne and Pansy tremble a little.

Before Daphne could explain what he just said, Draco raised his chin and stared at Daphne indifferently, with a very contemptuous tone,

"Do I need to apologize to you, um, Daphne?"

"Shouldn't you explain, Draco?"

Daphne couldn't be presumptuous in front of Draco, she suppressed her anger, pointed her eyes at the ground, and explained a little unconvinced,

"You failed everyone, me and Theodore and Blaise and Millicent tried so hard to help Slytherins buy time, but you spent your energy saving silly Potter--"

"I don't have to explain anything to you, Daphne—"

Draco said unceremoniously, but when he saw the sad Pansy, his expression did appear to be a little shaken. After a short hesitation, he said with a straight face,

"But since you're all on the same page, well, I'm going to deal with the flat-haired shed—"

"I can help too, Draco."

Pansy didn't hesitate, she stared obsessively at the domineering Draco Malfoy, and said obsessively.

"No, Pansy, I don't need support."

Draco stretched out his thumb and nodded to Crabbe and Goyle standing behind him, and after simply dropping such a sentence, he turned his head and left.

Gryffindor lost the match against Hufflepuff, impotent Potter was thrown from the sky by a dementor, even his Nimbus 2000 was said to have been reduced to a heap of shards, Bryan The professor showed great power, and directly blocked the dementors sent by the Ministry of Magic to handle the gate of Hogwarts.

These things originally made Draco feel happy and excited, but what Daphne said just now completely ruined his mood, but he couldn't find any suitable reason to explain his behavior. Maybe he told them that he was trying to repay Potter's little affection for him in Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the first half of the year.

If so, then Draco can confirm that he will be completely reduced to a laughing stock in Slytherin in the future.

It is now time for lunch, and the air in the auditorium is filled with a strong aroma of food. When passing by the foyer, Crabbe and Goyle stared at the delicious food that seemed to be shining on the long table, drooling greedily.

"Can we go get something to eat, Draco—" Goyle said innocently, "We're too hungry to walk."

"Disturbing hygiene is exhausting, Draco," Crabbe begged softly, "we're going to starve."

"Do you think I'll spend the better part of the day in that stinking stone house, Crabbe, Goyle?"

Draco's face was green, and he hated iron for being weak and reprimanded:

"I plan to go for a walk and give Professor Brian an explanation and I'll be back. Let's go quickly, we can come back for lunch in time!"

The three hurriedly rushed all the way up to the west tower, and stopped outside the shed.

When the door was opened, a strong smell of bird droppings rushed towards him, making Malfoy gag.

Owl Shack Malfoy came over quite often, but it wasn't until he really had to deal with the hygiene of the stone house that he realized how stinky it was.

Crabbe and Goyle were self-conscious. Once inside the house, they walked to the corner of the cobwebbed shed where brooms and other cleaning tools were kept, and rolled up their sleeves for a big job.

"Put down those stupid things in your hands--"

Seeing Crabbe and Goyle's at a loss, Malfoy became even more angry. He raised his foot and looked at the bird droppings and undigested rat bones on the soles of his feet with disgust. ,

"Is the wand in your pocket a display?"

"But we don't know the cleaning spells, Draco—"

Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other, and said in unison in a simple voice.

"Then do whatever you want,"

Draco said impatiently as he pulled his wand out of his pocket, "Anyway, just let people know we've been here!"

Well, with Draco's order, Crabbe and Goyle finally found their way, and after Malfoy retreated to the threshold, the two of them began to gesticulate wands around the room, looking as dull as if they were carrying wands. A troll wandering around with a stick.

Crabbe seemed to want to spray some water from his wand to clean the floor, but out of nowhere, what spewed from the tip of the wand was a small orange flame, which leaped into the air with a whoosh. Blowing off an owl's tail hairs!

Now they had stabbed a hornet's nest, and the owls who were resting on the elevated perches were furious. They spread their wings and took off. Several owls fluttered over the heads of Crabbe and Goyle, pecking at them with their sharp beaks. head, while most of the owls were stuck in mid-air and resorted to their killer tricks.

Snapped!

Malfoy, who was standing at the door watching the excitement, suddenly felt a touch of warmth between his lips. Subconsciously, he wiped it with his hand and put it in front of his eyes for inspection, but what he saw was a sticky gray-brown indescribable mass.

"You. You"

In an instant, the furious Malfoy drew out his wand and jumped into the room, growling at the restless owls,

"Beasts, I want to show you some color!!!"