HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Draco couldn't describe his current mood. Gloria knew nothing. The girl pursed her bright red lips to see his next reaction.

Zabini's words last night had shaken him, and the first thing he thought of doing was to escape from this girl who impressed him at first sight and whom he wanted to get close to.

Seeing that the boy hadn't touched the food, Gloria had no choice but to continue eating. She felt angry and had no intention of watching the skeletons' performance.

After a while, a low, hoarse voice beside me asked, "What kind of soup did you give me?"

She looked up and saw Draco walking around the long dining table and coming to her side.

"Oriental food, I think it's delicious."

Draco sat down, and Gloria naturally pushed the food in front of him and asked, "What's wrong with you today?"

"I..." The young man let out a long sigh, "My father came here specially to watch the Quidditch match because he was worried about it."

"So you're mad at me?" Gloria's delicate face was filled with anger. Why should he vent his own troubles on her?

Draco glanced at her carefully and found that she was angry. She subconsciously used her fork to stab the food randomly and opened her mouth several times before she said dryly, "I'm sorry."

He looked like he was worried and looked downcast. Gloria sighed secretly, held down his hand that was scrabbling for food, and forked a piece of pineapple and chili tilapia. It was sweet and spicy and very appetizing. "Try it, it tastes very good."

Young Master Platinum's ears turned red and his cheeks flushed. He tasted the fish without raising his head and it was indeed delicious.

As the Skeleton Dance Troupe's performance came to an end, the students focused their attention on the food.

After the dinner, everyone was crowded out. Draco walked quickly on the way and approached Gloria and asked, "What were you talking about with the two Weasleys at the dinner?"

When I saw that scene, I was so angry that I wanted to smash the plate in front of me onto the two red heads.

The student behind them was only two or three steps away from them. To ensure the privacy of the conversation, Gloria whispered in his ear with her lips almost touching his ear: "Regarding the investment in their inventions, the profit is that every time a new product is released, they will give me some for free."

The boy's heart suddenly throbbed, and the faint fruity and woody scent of the girl filled his nose. He tried to calm his mind and replied with a little stutter, "Just these profits? No... I have to pay for it."

"We are just students, and it costs money for them to make the product."

As soon as the voice fell, the people in front stopped, and the two of them naturally stopped as well. Draco took Gloria to the front and saw Potter and the others standing in the middle of the wet corridor. There were two lines of blood on the wall:

[The secret room has been opened. Those who are enemies of the heir, beware.]

What frightened the students even more was that the gray cat with its tail hanging on the torch stand and its body as stiff as a statue, whose life or death was unknown, was none other than Mr. Filch's Mrs. Norris.

The noisy and chattering sounds suddenly disappeared, and Harry, Ron and Hermione stood there alone, with unconcealed horror on their faces.

"Being the enemy of the heir, beware." Draco read the words on the wall and his eyes fell on Hermione. "Your new method? Clay figurines."

Gloria grabbed his arm and swung it, while the others were surprised that he didn't say the word Mudblood.

Mr. Filch pushed his way through the crowd, and when he saw Mrs. Norris hanging, he grabbed Harry in grief and threatened to kill him, his bulging eyes filled with hatred.

Headmaster Dumbledore came forward and temporarily stopped the chaos. His bright blue eyes stared at Harry, and the green-eyed boy was panicked.

They took the cat and the three students involved left the scene, leaving only two lines of bloody words on the wall, which was frightening to see.

The parties left, and the students present were talking about it. Gloria was dragged back to the dormitory by Draco.

Others don't know, but Gloria knows what the Chamber of Secrets is. Salazar left Bagillisk in the Chamber of Secrets, but someone opened it today. Could it be that the Gaunt family is not the only remaining branch of Slytherin?

Before they reached the dormitory, Gloria stopped and took him aside to make sure there was no one around.

Draco was anxious. "What are you doing? Something bad just happened. It might be dangerous to stay outside now."

As he said this, he wanted to take her back to the dormitory.

Gloria grabbed him and said, "Draco, do you know the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Chamber of Secrets?" Draco frowned, and shook his head after trying to recall. "I don't know. Do you know?"

Thinking that Gloria's family seemed to have a long history, he immediately disappeared from his anxiety.

Gloria looked around again, then came up to him and whispered, "The Chamber of Secrets was built by Salazar, the founder of Slytherin, to purge the school of Muggle-born wizards. But due to its age, many people doubt its authenticity. However, it does exist, so you must be careful recently."

Before Draco could ask, Gloria had already found a silver necklace of unknown material with something black that looked like scales on it from her bag.

"This is the scale of an ancient creature. It has a protective magic and has a powerful defensive effect. Wear it carefully."

Basil's eyes can kill people with a direct gaze, and can petrify people through mirroring. The floor of the corridor where Harry and the others were standing was wet, so Mrs. Norris might not be dead.

She was worried that Draco might encounter the Basilisk.

Draco didn't answer it. He just looked at her deeply and shook his head, "Put it on yourself. Don't worry about me."

Gloria turned up her collar and a similar necklace appeared, but it was covered with something like white scales. "I have one myself, put it on and don't take it off at any time."

Without waiting for his answer, she put it on him.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

Draco was sure that Harry and his friends definitely didn't have such a necklace. From childhood to adulthood, apart from his loving parents, no one else had been so sincere and selfless.

Many people are on good terms with him because of the Malfoy name, and there are interests involved.

Gloria, who was walking in front, looked back. Her thick light blonde hair gathered on her cheeks due to the movement of turning her head. Her silver eyes were as soft as the full moon. "Because you are very special to me."

Once we get Bagillisk back, we'll be able to tell him something.

"Let's go. The Slytherin legacy in the Chamber of Secrets is not simple." Gloria pulled him towards the dormitory. "I'll go back and rest. There must be a lot of people in the common room discussing what happened just now. You can talk to them."

The scales on the necklace given to Draco are the scales of Apophis. When Gloria was born, all three snakes were given scales.

As a more powerful creature, Bajirisk can sense it and will not actively approach someone wearing scales.

As expected, when we arrived at the common room, almost all Slytherin students were still awake. They all gathered together to discuss what had just happened.

The common room had never been so lively, and among the noises heard, Harry's name appeared the most frequently.

Zabini raised his hand and called, "Draco, over here." He was used to Gloria not participating in conversation parties.

Gloria waved goodbye to Draco and left.