The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts

December brought squalls and sleet to Hogwarts.

Although there is always a draught in the castle in winter, when the little wizards see Durmstrang’s ghost ship parked on the lake, they are all grateful for the hot fire and thick walls in the castle. The big ship tossed and swayed in the squally wind, and its black sails fluttered and danced in the dark night sky.

Boothbarton’s carriage is also in the same situation, always choked by strong winds. Those majestic runes were covered with thick blankets, and Hagrid kept providing them with pure malt whisky. The feed trough in the corner of the stables floated over with the smell of wine, and the students who were able to protect the magical animals class were a little dizzy. This is not good for the students, because caring for the terrible snails requires constant vigilance.

Now there are only ten fried snails left. Obviously, their desire to kill each other has not been completely eradicated. Each of them is now nearly six feet long. Their thick gray protective layer, their wildly swaying powerful legs, their constantly exploding fire-breathing tails, and their spines and suckers, all together, make the snails the most amazing thing anyone has ever seen. Something disgusting. The classmates looked listlessly at the big box Hagrid brought out. The boxes were covered with pillows and fluffy blankets.

Hagrid put the fried snails in the box and closed the lid to see if they would hibernate, and it turned out—he was wrong, and wrong.

Obviously, fried snails do not hibernate, and they don't like being stuffed into cramped boxes. Several explosions sounded, and the ground was full of box fragments with green smoke. The snails escaped and ran across the pumpkin field.

Draco and Blaise curled their lips, turned and left, unwilling to pay attention to this boring farce, and Gore and Crabbe left as qualified attendants.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione led a group of little wizards in Gryffindor, spraying sparks with their wands, trying to drive the snails back.

The remaining Slytherin wizards had the lessons learned from last time, and they learned well this time. They gathered behind Schelling spontaneously, intending to rely on Schelling's leadership to deal with the situation in front of them.

what? What if Schelling can't handle it? Are you kidding me? A wizard who treats a fire dragon as a puppy can't handle a lobster with a fire on his butt?

Schelling’s gaze swept across Pansy, Millison, Tracy, and Audrey, and then stayed on Theodore Knott’s body for a while. His deep gaze became meaningful, and if he meant something. Said: "Has everyone made a decision?"

"Well," Pansy and the three girls looked at each other and took the lead in responding.

The corners of Schelling's mouth raised slightly, "Then, from now on listening to my command, I will restrict them with an obstacle curse first. After I count one two to three, you will knock them out with a stun curse at the same time, remember— Don't bombard those hard shells, males attack their thorns and mouths, females attack their suckers."

Schelling did not cast the obstacle curse. He was worried that the obstacle curse would not be enough to penetrate the shell of the snails. He quickly waved his wand and turned into a thick vine after another, binding the five snails one after another. Just as the fried snails tried to struggle and started to spray sparks from under the tail, Xie Lin coldly shouted: "One, two, three, do it!"

The little wizards didn't let Xie Lin down, they cleanly hit Xie Lin's weakness and knocked out all the five snails.

At this time, the little wizards of Gryffindor, with the help of Hagrid, had just cleaned up the first one.

Rita Skeeter leaned on the fence of Hagrid's vegetable garden, watching this farce. She is wearing a thick magenta robe today, the purple collar is suede, and the crocodile leather handbag hangs on her arm.

"Who are you?" Hagrid asked Rita Skeeter, putting a rope buckle on the thorn of the snail and tightening it.

"My name is Rita Skeeter, a reporter for the Daily Prophet." Rita replied, looking at Hagrid with a smile on her face, her golden teeth gleaming. "What are these fascinating animals?" she asked, smiling brighter on her face.

"Fried snails," Hagrid replied gruffly.

"Really?" Rita said, with a look of interest. "I've never heard of it before...Where did they get them?"

The face behind Hagrid's tousled black beard flushed, and the witty Hermione stood up and said, "They are funny, aren't they? You say, Harry, aren't they?"

"What? Oh, yeah... oh... it's funny." Harry stammered when she stepped on his foot.

She is looking at Dean (he has an ugly wound on half of his cheek), Lavender (her robe is scorched by a large piece), Seamus (he is caring for a few burned fingers) She seemed to see something, she smiled and said: "Great...I don’t know if you’re willing to accept an interview, eh? Share your experience of teaching magical animals to the readers? "Daily Prophet" every There is a zoology column on Wednesday, I think you must know it. We can introduce these-uh-side wolves."

"Fried snails," Hagrid said eagerly, "Uh-yeah, okay."

The two finally arranged to meet at Three Broomsticks on Friday, for Hagrid to be interviewed by Rita.

"What's the matter?" Daphne looked at Schelling, because Slytherin was responsible for the snails, the other little wizards have already left, and Schelling remained there, looking at Rita and the sea from a distance. Interaction between grids.

Xie Lin smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, I just think the old man with white beard will soon be annoying." Although Xie Lin thought of Hagrid's follow-up development, although he thought it was funny, he still sympathized with Dumbledore. The confidant can make trouble so much.

Daphne approached Xie Lin. Although there was no one around, she still released the earplugs to listen to the curse around her vigilantly, and then whispered, "What happened to Pansy's people?"

Xie Lin shrugged, "What else? It's just showing me good."

"But," Daphne showed a puzzled look, "didn't she walk very close to your brother?"

Xie Lin sneered: "Several of them—whether it is Pansy, Millison, or Audrey, Tracy. After I demonstrated my ability to tame fire dragons, their personal preferences for honor and disgrace are no longer important. The interests of the family are their first consideration. I dare say that their expressions today are actually meant by those old guys behind their backs."

Since the beginning of this semester, Xie Lin has been busy with the Dragon Club, the Goblet of Fire, and various magical matters. He is indeed somewhat alienated from the Slytherin wizard in the same year. He really has no choice. His time is limited. , It is impossible to do everything.

And the brother who made him feel a little strange did not let him down. Taking advantage of this gap, through the excellent performance in the class, and the frequent and friendly exchanges between other students, he took the opportunity to establish prestige among the classmates.

Pansy has long been close to him, so it goes without saying; Gore and Crabbe have always been his loyal followers, even more so. Among the other little wizards, Blaise seemed to be approaching Draco suddenly. Millison, Audrey, and Tracey's enthusiasm and admiration for Draco became more and more obvious. The latter two were originally from Schelling's fans, and both suddenly turned to Draco.

Xie Lin knew all about it, but he chose to ignore it.

Because he knows the truth that life is like chess, from the great path to the simple, one mistake is made, and all the games are lost.

No matter how Draco had planned, no matter how Draco had pressed forward, the moment Schelling defeated Draco and was elected as the Hogwarts Warriors, the fame battle between the two brothers was already The winner was divided.

After Schelling's strong victory in the first project, even Pansy understood that Schelling's general trend was already established, let alone three other girls who were not so closely related to Draco. Even if they are biased towards Draco because of their personal relationships, these girls who came from wealthy nobles have to worry about the family behind them, knowing that their words and deeds can represent their family, and the family can't help them be willful.

Draco, or the person behind Draco, as long as he is not too stupid, as long as he is still thinking of the Malfoy family as Schelling thinks, he won’t be ignorant of this—he’s already There is no chance of a comeback.

Brother, brother, the real chess game, I have already made a move as early as the first grade, no matter how your strength has skyrocketed in just one summer vacation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Unless you kill me, otherwise you can only be a chessman— —

Real chess player, I think you will appear soon, right?

Seriously, I also have some expectations...

"By the way," Daphne asked solemnly, "Do you know what's going on with Draco?"

"Well," Speaking of Draco, Schelling looked solemn now, "I already have an immature guess in my heart..." He then smiled with a Zhizhu holding a smile: "I think, I'm very I will soon know if my guess is correct..."

It is Daphne who has almost blind confidence in Schelling, and she can't help showing a trace of worry, "Are you really okay with this?"

"Don't worry!" Xie Lin raised his head slightly, and cast his gaze into the distance, "I don't fight an uncertain battle, and--"

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