HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Gloria leisurely returned to the common room and met Draco who was sitting on the sofa reading a travel journal. "Aren't we going to the club?"

After watching the game, she walked outside for a while before coming back.

Draco closed the travel journal, "Did Zabini and Daphne bully you?"

"Bullying?" Gloria couldn't imagine how this word could be used on her. "Not really. Maybe he was jealous that I have a better relationship with you. I solved it on the spot."

Draco thought of their ugly faces and knew that Gloria had not suffered any loss, and he immediately felt better.

"That's good. Today I met Scarhead and his gang. I was alone against the three of them. I used a mischievous curse from the travel notes. Weasley and the clay man were cursed, but it was a pity that I failed to use it on Scarhead."

Gloria's eyes widened. It had only been a short time since they separated, and they were already causing trouble for Harry and the others, one against three.

"What curse?"

I was really afraid it was a difficult curse. The travelogue contained some extremely evil spells.

"Rooting sprouting. I hit them on the nose and they all sprouted like twigs. It was disgusting." Draco boasted about his achievement proudly.

Hearing this, Gloria breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed a prank, and the curse was easy to remove, but it hit Hermione's nose, and she must be very sad. After all, having a sprouted nose is really disgusting.

"This spell shouldn't be used on girls."

Draco snorted, "Weasley pointed his wand at me first. The clay figurine was nothing serious. I blocked her spell." He paused and continued, "Scarhead used a spell to petrify me. Filch thought I was petrified like the Gryffindor student, so he called the professor and the headmaster."

Gloria stood up suddenly and held Draco's shoulders. "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Young Master Platinum blushed again, "No, Professor Snape removed the curse for me, nothing happened, but I was put in detention for a week, and Scarhead and the others were also put in detention for a week."

He was not worried at all about detention. Professor Snape was always partial to students from his own college. The most he would be detained would be in his office to process materials.

Gloria felt that they couldn't be allowed to meet each other alone, otherwise there would be endless fighting.

"You don't like Zabini and the others, so we'll just be strangers from now on." In his heart, the status of Zabini and the others was no different from that of Gloria. One was a normal social interaction due to family reasons, but Lori was a sincere friend.

Gloria sat down again, looking relaxed and natural. "I don't dislike them, but they have no negotiation value to me, and they are not pleasing to my eyes."

Every heir of Slytherin is used to being followed, and negotiations depend entirely on his mood. This situation normally extends to Gloria.

Draco remembered that she said he was special, and couldn't help but smile sweetly.

Since they had nothing to do, the two of them simply sat together and read the travel notes. Gloria explained to him the local customs and practices described in the travel notes from time to time, which she had learned from the portraits.

Draco's detention began on Monday. As everyone knew, Professor Snape was partial to his own students and only let him handle some simple potion materials.

The relationship between the boy and Zabini and others seemed to have cooled. Currently, Crabbe and Goyle still followed him, while the others were sitting on the fence, trying not to offend either side.

Harry and his friends' detention was to follow Hagrid and take care of the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest. In the past two days, he seemed to have helped deal with the feces. When he came back from Hagrid's hut, he was stinking and was laughed at by the Slytherin students.

In the hall, Harry and his friends showed up late again. As soon as they sat down, Draco, who was sitting near the Gryffindor table, winked at the two bodyguards.

"Potter! You come to the auditorium stinking again. Fortunately, we have finished eating. The dining table in your college should be stinking by now." His tone was extremely sarcastic.

“It stinks of shit, it stinks of shit!”

"Potter and his friends are in the dunghill again!"

Crabbe and Goyle laughed wildly and fanned the flames, and the other Slytherin students followed suit.

Harry and Ron's faces turned red with anger, and the Gryffindor students glared at Draco and others who were looking for trouble.

Gloria tugged at Draco's sleeve, "Stop messing around, it's time to go to the library."

Draco was not convinced, and before he stood up he shouted again: "Potter, stop rolling in the dung heap, or I will skip every class I have with you Gryffindors in the future!"

Gloria thought it would not be surprising if he was secretly caught and beaten one day, "Stop talking and go--"

Draco was dragged away with a smile on his face, and he didn't forget to make faces at Harry and his gang.

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Before we knew it, the first snow had fallen, and the entire Hogwarts Castle was covered with white snow. The Forbidden Forest, which was originally dotted with dark green and light green, was now uniformly covered with white snow, and black smoke was emitting from the chimney of Hagrid's hut.

Not long into December, the school was already in a festive atmosphere. The number of senior students going to Hogsmeade village increased every weekend, and everyone was discussing buying gifts.

The professor will soon be counting the number of students staying on campus. Gloria finished her thesis in the library in the afternoon and on her way back she thought of the unfortunate Creevey.

Before Christmas, I went to see that classmate. Even if it wasn't Bagillisk who started the trouble, he was the one who petrified the student. I was already thinking about how to compensate Creevy and Mrs. Norris when everything was over.

When they were almost at the medical wing, a red-haired girl ran out in a panic and accidentally bumped into Gloria, who ran away without stopping.

The red-haired girl was Ginny Weasley. Gloria wondered what was wrong with her and why she was running so fast.

"Her soul is very weak." Among the three snakes, Golinia is the one with the most sensitive soul perception.

"And the smell of Basilisk," said Jörmungandr.

Apophis almost wanted to stick his head out to take a look, "She was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets? But she didn't sense Slytherin blood."

As the ancestral snakes of the Slytherin family, they can all clearly sense the Slytherin blood.

Gloria remembered that Ginny had been in a bad condition since the first petrification incident. She had thought she was frightened before, but now it seemed that the situation was not simple.

She arrived at the medical wing and found three people gathered around Colin's bed. They were Harry and his friends.

Ron and Hermione had complicated expressions. Seeing her reminded them of that annoying Malfoy and his reaction to the curse on his nose.

"Gloria, why are you here?" Harry asked curiously.

Gloria pointed at Colin and said, "Look at this classmate. I found him that night."

Almost a month had passed, and they remembered that last time, in addition to asking Malfoy if he was the heir of Slytherin, they also wanted to ask about the night Colin was petrified. Unfortunately, Malfoy showed up, and then they met in the bathroom at the wrong time. They were worried that Gloria would find out something was wrong, so they didn't try to keep him.

Afterwards, I had an argument with Malfoy in the corridor and was in no mood to think about these things, and now I met him alone again.

"Gloria." Harry's tone was a little excited, and his emerald eyes burst with a strong desire for knowledge. "Did you see or hear anything when you found Colin that night?"

"That night, both Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall asked about this. I didn't see it. You drank the potion and fell asleep. I talked with Draco until almost nine o'clock before leaving. I took the wrong road and turned back to find Colin who was petrified. I notified Professor McGonagall immediately. The time was very short."

Gloria's answer was the same as before.

Harry was a little disappointed, but then he asked again, "Then you..." He glanced at his two friends hesitantly, and asked, "Did you hear any strange noises?"

Ron and Hermione looked nervous as well. They felt that in the wizarding world, it was not a good thing to hear voices that other people did not know about.

"Strange sound?" Gloria didn't react for a moment and shook her head subconsciously, "No, I just saw Creevey lying in the corridor."

In her mind, the snake's voice was not a strange sound, but a normal conversation like that of a human.

During the twelve years she lived alone in the manor, apart from the house-elves, she communicated most with the three snakes.

The three of them became dejected after hearing this.

Gloria was concerned about something else, so she asked, "Ron, I just bumped into your sister. She didn't look well."

Ron's freckled face also showed worry. "It was the first time she saw Colin petrified, and she was scared. Percy will keep an eye on her when she returns."

Gloria walked over to sit next to Hermione and held her hand. "We've been very busy lately and we haven't had a good chat for a while. Professor Sprout has been taking good care of the mandrakes and honey orchid carnivorous flowers. Creevey and Mrs. Norris will be fine."

They were busy brewing Polyjuice Potion, and Gloria was busy with school.