[HP] Noble

Back on the platform of the Hogwarts Express just like when I came here, sometimes I took the carriage pulled by the invisible creature, sometimes I took the boat directly, because the lake freezes every Christmas, so most Under normal circumstances, Hagrid will contribute those invisible big guys he carefully raised for everyone to ride.

This year, however, is a little different.

"Poor little ones, they're not in a very good condition." Hagrid looked very depressed, this big guy, his face was still bruised, as if he would sneak to participate in the complete brawl in the Muggle village every night Gambling, "They originally had a new little one in the early winter, but that little one didn't make it through the winter, the night Fezelen died - it was all too bad, oh, I gotta Say, this is really too bad." Hagrid said in a rambling manner, urging the students to get on the boat as lightly as possible, and when it was Ginny's turn, he froze for a moment, obviously not used to her. A green cloak and a Slytherin tie round his neck.

"I've heard it all, Ginny," said Hagrid, somewhat restrained, "I hope you're doing well."

"Of course I'm fine, dear Hagrid." Ginny raised her chin slightly, as if the scene of packing things in the morning never happened.But no one exposed her. When this stubborn ex-Gryffindor told her friends that she "had a good time in Slytherin", most of the other Slytherins chose to rub shoulders with her with a blank face. And pass, as if she were entirely air.

When Ginny made a small movement, the third-year Slytherin standing behind her noticed a small detail-perhaps insignificant.

When a strand of curly red hair fell from her shoulders, revealing her rather slender neck, from behind, she could vaguely see that she had a new decoration—maybe it was a not-so-delicate necklace, and it looked It is not precious at all, and even some mottled spots from time can be vaguely found on the metal hanging chain.

It's hard to imagine that a girl would be willing to use such an ancient thing as an ornament.

Scorpius looked back, and when the people around him hummed impatiently again, he hesitated to take the gray ball from his arms.Draco moved his sore hands, snorted and ordered impatiently: "Put this heavy thing in the basket, Scorpius - for Merlin's sake, don't snore at me, You stupid cat," he curled his lips arrogantly, and seriously taught the fat cat who probably couldn't understand anything, "if you want to stay in human arms, you should restrain yourself from having breakfast. One less sardine when you're here—and you, I've warned you, boy, that you should fasten your cloak when you leave the castle if you don't want to catch a cold."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Scorpius to refute, Draco stretched out his hand, and naturally fastened the top button of the cloak for Scorpius - the action was a bit rude, but it is not difficult to see that his proficiency is almost like It seems that this action has been done hundreds of times this winter.

The cold glove brushed against Scorpius' chin from time to time because of Prince Slytherin's movements. The cold and stiff touch on the outside of a glove made of precious magical animal fur made him feel uncomfortable, and he shrunk his chin subconsciously. Copi could only mutter: "You've started wearing gloves recently, Draco, you didn't have this habit last year."

The fifth-year Slytherin withdrew his hand indifferently, and said without raising his eyebrows, "You can take it as that I am getting old and becoming more and more afraid of the cold."

"Not funny."

"I think so too." Draco bent down and picked up the two small pieces of luggage at his feet - the big one had already been sent back to Malfoy Manor by the house elves in advance, and Scorpius noticed almost immediately that Draco held One of the two small pieces of luggage was safely taken down by Astoria from the girls' dormitory this morning.

"She's going to Malfoy Manor too?" Scorpius raised his eyebrows and asked subtly.

"You didn't go by yourself." Draco finally had an expression on his face. He paused, as if he wanted to put down the box in his hand but couldn't, so he frowned slightly, "I invited you, and as far as I know Gray The Tetters are definitely on the list for this year's Yule Ball invitations - and high on the list. And you put the invitation with the Malfoy family crest on the bottom of your box."

"Don't complain, Draco. I'm just not sure what's worse, the prom or the... place." Scorpius said honestly, "Of course, I'd like to stay with you." Offended at Draco Before raising his eyebrows nervously, he hastily added, "But I really hate dance parties, places with many people give me a headache."

Draco sneered: "With all due respect, I'm afraid that the place you're going to is not only crowded, but also crowded - I wish you a headache to death."

"Christmas is coming soon, I thought you would say something nice."

"Come on," said the Prince Slytherin mercilessly. "You were explaining to me with pride three hours ago why you don't celebrate Christmas."

When they said this, they had already set foot on the boat leaving Hogwarts.It was completely frozen on the Black Lake, and it was more like a boat sliding on the ice than rowing - which was new to most people, and they talked loudly about the possibility of the ice cracking and everyone falling, and Some people simply pulled out their wands and directed their own boat to slide around on the ice to hit other people's—

The latter behavior of course belongs to Gryffindor, and the first inventors must also be the Weasley twins.

Of course, the Slytherins did not participate in this stupid behavior, but a small number of Slytherin girls sat gracefully in their own seats amidst Professor Hagrid's roar, with one hand resting on their chins, and looked at the others with smiles. A lively scene in the distance.

The death of Fizeron and the disappearance of Dumbledore kept Hogwarts in a state of depression for a long time, but the advent of Christmas finally brought back a trace of vitality and vitality that should belong to a normal campus.

And the whole time, Draco sat at the front of the boat without saying a word.The silver-gray pupils unique to the Malfoy family stared at the scene not far ahead without blinking, even though the surroundings were only covered with snow, but he still seemed to see God when he saw something.

"You seem to be troubled by something, Draco." Scorpius lowered his voice, paused, reached out and patted the back of the fifth-year Slytherin's hand that was within reach beside him.

Draco came back to his senses and smiled unnaturally: "I don't know why, I always feel a little uneasy."

"At least after this Christmas, you said that this holiday is equally important to wizards."

"Yes, it's really important, but, there's always something—" Draco fell silent in the middle of the sentence, Scorpius didn't urge him, he sat next to the senior Slytherin, absent-mindedly He stroked the thick and warm fur of the cat in his arms.

Until the boat docked, the students went ashore noisily, and the two Slytherins were left behind.

When Scorpius was about to follow Pansy and leave the ship, Draco suddenly grabbed him.

Scorpius turned his head, his heart skipping a beat.He saw the unprecedented seriousness on Slytherin's face, which made his eyes look deeper than usual - Draco looked at him slightly, and Scorpius realized that, unconsciously, Draco Already on a par with Zabini, who was the tallest in his grade.

He did grow a lot taller.

"..." Scorpius raised the corner of his mouth, but finally remained silent.

The two stared at each other in silence for a while, finally, Draco decided to break the silence, and lightly opened the black-haired Slytherin's wrist, he sighed, and warned in a helpless tone——

"Promise me, stay there and wait for me to pass. Whatever happens, don't leave that house."