HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Another week of Potions class. Professor Snape walked into the classroom as usual. His dark eyes first scanned the classroom, and after taking a few more glances at Harry, he waved his wand neatly. "Today I'm going to make an anti-swelling potion. The ingredients and process are so simple that anyone with a normal brain can complete it. I hope that some students in this class can regain their pitiful IQ and complete the potion well."

The professor's words were still so sharp that Neville's face was already covered with sweat and his hands were shaking as he adjusted the crucible.

Gloria quickly picked out the necessary ingredients. Today she would do the processing while Draco would make the medicine.

There is only one Potions class this afternoon, and the swelling-reducing potion is very simple, so I'm afraid I can finish the get out of class early.

The two of them worked in perfect harmony and finished the detumescence agent in less than half an hour, making them the fastest group.

Gloria filled the medicine and Draco took the narrow-necked bottle. "I have training tomorrow morning and the competition will be on Saturday. My father will be there in the morning."

"Be careful during training so you don't get injured and miss the game."

"I will."

After all the potions were filled, Draco handed the narrow-necked bottles to the professor. Snape opened one bottle and examined it. He said expressionlessly, "The smell and color of the potion are perfect. It was completed the fastest. Slytherin gets ten points."

Everyone was used to Professor Snape giving extra points to their duo.

Gloria immediately saw the absent-minded Harry and Ron who was busy beside her. Gloria pursed her lips silently. Perhaps Professor Snape not only disliked them, but was also affected by his poor potions results.

"Look at how clumsy they are, like trolls making potions for the first time."

Draco's mocking voice was not lowered, and everyone heard it, but Professor Snape seemed to hear nothing and continued patrolling. The other Gryffindor students glared at him.

In less than five minutes, other students finished their potions one after another. Professor Snape stood on the podium and began to spray venom, making sarcastic comments on the potions submitted by the Gryffindor students.

"Is this a detumescent? How did you use the detumescent formula to brew a potion with a similar effect to a swelling agent? Maybe you have awakened an alternative talent."

"Believe me Mr. Toby, no one wants to drink this poison-like potion."

"Your head is just a decoration, there's no intelligence left in it?"

"Two points from Gryffindor for your awful finished potion." These words were said to Neville, a shy boy who was about to cry.

Draco laughed twice after listening to each comment. The Gryffindor students were in a low mood and didn't even have the mood to glare at him.

boom--!

An explosion scared everyone in the room, and Draco grabbed Gloria's arm and backed away.

Professor Snape's face darkened instantly, his dark pupils looked in the direction of the explosion, and he sneered, "Is our Mr. Potter experimenting with a new potion? Students who are dumber than you didn't make the detumescent potion explode."

The others were also shocked. Neville didn't get angry, but he did.

The Slytherin students laughed even louder.

The crucible exploded, shattering the bottle next to which the caterpillars were placed, and the caterpillars flew onto the surrounding tables.

Harry was stunned and stood there in a daze. Ron was already dazed and didn't react to the caterpillars that stuck to his school robes.

"Fifteen points from Gryffindor, Potter will be detained."

The Potions class was over and the Slytherin students all left with smiles on their faces.

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Recently, Draco's name has been frequently mentioned by other colleges, but Slytherin House revealed some information because they could not find the word "Chamber of Secrets" in all the books about Hogwarts. This made him, the source of the information, very famous. Gloria likes his smug look very much.

After Quidditch training, Gloria sat on the sofa in the common room, flipping through the book that Toker had taken from the manor library, which contained detailed records of the contents of the Chamber of Secrets.

The weather has been getting colder recently, and only these team members have the enthusiasm to fly around in the cold wind. The fire in the fireplace is crackling. They have tried to find Bagrisk these days, but to no avail.

When the Chamber of Secrets was built, there was a passage connecting to the bottom of the Black Lake. Since the Slytherin dormitory was in the basement, Salazar ordered Bagilesk not to approach the castle to prevent Slytherin students from being accidentally killed.

Bajirisk doesn't tell who is a pureblood, he just follows orders.

In order not to disturb the school, Bagilisk was able to obtain limited food at the bottom of the lake, which was probably why he was so weak.

After a while, Draco's voice was heard, and he was talking about defeating Scarhead Potter in the game on Saturday in high spirits.

Pansy and the others went to the audience seats to watch the training, which made things difficult for the members of this small group.

As soon as the group came in, they saw Gloria, and surprisingly, she...

"Why are you sitting on Draco's sofa!" Pansy was the first to ask sharply.

Gloria imitated Draco and leaned on the sofa, "Because it's closest to the fireplace, it's warm."

The platinum young master in his jersey said casually, "I allowed it. I'll go change my clothes first."

When Pansy tried to share the couch with her first year classmate, Draco got so mad that no one dared to touch it after that.

Gloria waved at them as a greeting.

Zabini was the smartest one, changing his attitude the fastest. He asked her with a perfect smile, "I wonder what Miss Albert likes on a daily basis, so I can have a reference for my Christmas gift."

"I don't have any preference. Any gift will do. What about you?"

Zabini shrugged nonchalantly, "Me too."

Gloria glanced at the others but said nothing.

Daphne immediately said, "I really like jewelry and skin care potions."

Crabbe and Goyle looked honest, but now they knew how to open their mouths and said they loved delicious food. Millicent whispered that anything was fine.

Pansy bit her lip tightly, not even willing to pretend, and stared at the girl hatefully.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment, and Gloria looked at Theodore in a natural manner, "So, Mr. Nott, are you interested in books that record rare magic?"

The silent boy raised his eyes and said, "Okay."

Zabini took the opportunity to interrupt the topic, "Miss Albert seems to have a lot of mysterious books at home. Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?"

Gloria calmly shook her head, "I still learned some from Draco." The implication of her words was unclear.

This was the first time Gloria had spoken so much to them, except for the first night of school when they got to know each other.

Zabini sighed with a regretful tone, "What a shame. My mother's reply letter did not tell me about the Chamber of Secrets. I never expected that the founder of Slytherin would leave behind such a place. Who do you think the heir is most likely to be, Miss Albert?"

"It's not Harry," Gloria said firmly.

Daphne glanced at Pansy who was still angry and said softly, "We guessed it might be Draco. After all, he knows the most about the Chamber of Secrets."

Gloria's expression remained unchanged. The Malfoy family did not have Slytherin blood, but they would be able to have some connection in the future.

"Why don't you ask him yourself? I'm not very interested in the secret room."

She just wanted to find that guy Bagillisk as soon as possible.