HP: White Lord of Slytherin

"Aren't you worried that they will tell other people the information just now?" After making sure that there was no one or portrait around, Jörmungandr asked this question.

"Don't worry." Gloria walked quickly. "Harry and the others just like adventure, not showing off."

Even Draco, who loves to show off, didn't tell Crabbe and others about this matter immediately.

"Is that girl's soul really weak?" Gloria knew the importance of the soul and didn't understand why a girl who had just entered school would be like this.

"Yes." Golinia was sure, "Her soul only has four-fifths of the energy of a normal soul."

Apophis said in a cheerful tone, "I can feel the pain of her fear."

Gloria was certain that the Chamber of Secrets incident had something to do with Ginny, if not directly then indirectly.

Jörmungandr didn't care. "Anyway, Bagillisk can only petrify people now, he won't kill anyone."

"I care." If petrified incidents occur more frequently, the school will definitely be closed, and she doesn't want to change schools.

"Okay..." Jörmungandr curled up again.

After chatting with Harry and the others for too long, the sky was gradually getting dark, and Gloria hurried towards the auditorium.

It was nearly dinner time and many students had already gathered in the auditorium to take their seats. In the crowd, she spotted Draco chatting with Crabbe and Goyle beside him, while Zabini and others across the way seemed to have formed a new small group.

Goyle pointed in the direction of Gloria. Draco turned around and saw her eyes light up. He stretched out his hand and shouted, "Lori--"

Gloria came and sat down next to him. "Why are you here so early today?"

Lately the boy has been arriving a little after dinner time, and is very absorbed in his time at the Pureblood Club.

"We're leaving early today. How about we go to the library together to write our papers tomorrow?" In recent weeks, Draco has gotten in the habit of leaving his papers for the weekend.

"Okay." Actually, she had already finished her thesis, but it would be nice to go and read some books.

Gloria looked towards the Gryffindor table and actually found Ginny Weasley's seat. On either side of her sat Percy and the twins, talking to her gently.

"Who are you looking at?" Draco's voice sounded angrily.

He just turned his head to talk to Crabbe about tomorrow's schedule, and then he saw Gloria staring at the Weasleys at the Gryffindor table. He suspected that Lori was looking at the Weasley twins.

The sound attracted the attention of the surrounding Slytherin students. Gloria looked calm as she leaned close to his ear and said, "Ginny Weasley, I bumped into her today and found that she was not in a good state."

Her explanation didn't seem fake. Draco frowned and glanced at the youngest girl in the Weasley family. She looked really unhappy. "Why do you care about her? Stop looking at her."

"Got it." Gloria took out a light golden feather pen from her bag. "It's specially supplied by Wenrenju Feather Pen Shop. I made it for you. I saw your feather pen was a little old last time, so it's a good time to replace it with this one."

It is unknown what animal this feather was taken from, but the feather has not lost its unique beauty after being separated from its host, and it is still fluffy and shiny.

Draco had indeed forgotten what happened just now and gently stroked the feathers, "The color is beautiful."

He had used many expensive and beautiful quills, but none of them compared to this one, and every time Gloria bought a quill, she would have it custom-made for him.

"Is this an early Christmas present for me?" Draco asked her quickly.

"No." Gloria shook her head, "I just thought of giving it to you. There are much better Christmas gifts than this."

The boy was even more proud, "It turns out that the quill pen shop can be customized."

"No." Gloria said directly: "But my family is one of the original investors of that store, so we can make customization requirements."

Not only Draco was surprised, but Crabbe and Goyle also leaned over.

"That store has been around for many years," Draco said. "I remember my father wanted to invest, but he was unsuccessful, saying that they had not accepted new investments for hundreds of years."

"Yes, that shop mainly does business with Hogwarts. The original owner of the shop graduated from Hufflepuff House of this school."

The students of this college are very loyal and will devote 100% of their attention to the things they believe in and love.

The heirs of the Slytherin family not only record what they see and hear, but also record the investments they have made over the years and the information of the investment objects.

The few people who were happily chatting did not notice the complicated expressions of the members of the small group opposite them.

Ever since the confrontation with Gloria in the auditorium, Draco had obviously ignored them. Zabini had to admit that he felt a little regretful. The family power behind Gloria was far beyond his expectations.

Even if Draco left them behind and only befriended Gloria, it would not affect his status in the pure-blood circle.

The two people being watched have no idea what they are thinking and are fully preparing for the upcoming Christmas.

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In the second week of December, Professor McGonagall collected the names of students who would stay at school for Christmas. After Draco and two followers signed, they grumbled that they would have to spend a shabby Christmas at school.

During lunch, Draco received a letter from his family. He quickly finished his meal before class and went to the Black Lake with Gloria.

The thick snow crunched when stepped on, and the cold wind blew across the cheeks of the two running boys and girls. Draco held Gloria's gloved hand, and their school robes fluttered as they ran.

When she stopped, Gloria discovered that the Black Lake was not frozen. The giant squid in the lake moved its huge tentacles, causing ripples on the lake surface.

The voices of the students in the castle seemed to be from another world. Gloria could only clearly hear Draco's breathing.

After reading the letter, the boy said excitedly, "My father asked me to pay more attention to the situation in the school and then tell him. He is preparing to join forces with other school directors to expel Dumbledore from the school. As the headmaster, he has an unshirkable responsibility for such a terrible thing as a student being petrified!"

"Huh? Principal Dumbledore?" This news was a bit sudden. Why did they want to drive the principal away? "The principal is a good person, why do they want to drive him away?"

In addition to Mrs. Norris being petrified, Draco had already informed Mr. Malfoy about Colin's petrification.

"What's so good about him?" Draco said indignantly, "An old man who graduated from Gryffindor, but is partial to his own house. Last school year, Gryffindor was clearly last, but he scored so many points and won over our house, at the end-of-school party!"

The boy has always remembered this incident and still remembers the anger he felt at that time.

Gloria knew that it would be just ten points higher than Slytherin House. "Principal Dumbledore has many honors and a far-reaching influence. Even if he is driven away, he will come back as long as the Chamber of Secrets is resolved."

She knew very well that the issue of the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets would not be resolved until the end of the school year at the latest, and Mr. Malfoy was asking for trouble.

"Then we have to kick them out!" Draco was eager to try, as if he had seen the miserable look of Headmaster Dumbledore when he was kicked out of school. "Then let's see how arrogant Gryffindor will be."

Gloria: “…”

It seems like you are always the one who is so proud.

She hadn't revealed her identity yet, and Mr. Malfoy certainly wouldn't listen to the advice of a second-year student, so he had to warn her: "Then don't tell anyone else except me, or you'll get your father in trouble."

Draco put the letter away with a happy expression, "Of course, I'm not stupid."

Gloria said silently in her heart: You are not stupid, but you like to show off.