This Hogwarts is not normal

As the noble heir of the Malfoy family, Draco has the same mysophobia as many young men.

Especially after being covered with indescribable things, he would take a shower three times a day.

Get up once,

Once at noon,

Once before going to bed.

This habit is known to all the students in the Slytherin dormitory.

The first thing Draco did after waking up was to remove the wooden cup from the bedside table.

If you don't do this, you will be unable to move when your feet touch the floor next to the bed.

After getting out of bed and putting on his slippers, he reached out to the closet and tapped it three times before opening it.

He picked up a shirt and trousers that were as soft and comfortable as satin, closed the closet door, and knocked three times.

Today it's three strokes, tomorrow it's six strokes.

People who don't know the rules can only dismantle this luxurious and sturdy wardrobe.

After unlocking all the magic traps at the entrance to the dormitory one by one, a refreshed Draco walked towards the shower room.

As soon as he walked in, his eyes were attracted by a brand new piece of soap placed in front of the mirror.

It is not simple at all.

It looks extremely classy.

It looks quite pleasing to the eye.

Those green lace stripes elevate the quality of the entire soap.

Especially the small silver snake in the middle is enough to elevate it to the category of art.

This shape,

This style,

Draco fell in love with it at first sight.

He touched the pocket of his pajamas, took out a handful of gold galleons, put it on, and then held the whole bar of soap in his hand.

To describe it as light as a feather is a bit too much, but it is indeed much lighter than some so-called high-end products.

He exerted a little force with his fingers and then released it, and found that there was no dent on the surface.

This kind of quality is worth adding a handful of gold galleons.

“It feels good.”

Such high quality is comparable to the pajamas he is wearing now that have been cast under a traceless stretching spell and feel no discomfort at all.

The Malfoy family has plenty of money, but it only costs 100 galleons to buy a bar of soap.

Draco walked into the cubicle with it and felt that it should be worth the price.

The warm water flowed down from his head and splashed onto the soap in his hand.

A wisp of floating mist suddenly made the entire compartment as ethereal as a fairyland.

Draco, who was intoxicated with himself, didn't know how extraordinary these mist were.

He took a deep breath and tried to feel the fragrant smell with his nose.

"Fuck!"

He was wrong, very wrong.

This stuff that irritates your nose and hurts your eyes is definitely not an ordinary high-end product.

After throwing it to the ground with force, he covered his eyes with the hand that touched it.

"Fuck your fucking broken soap!"

As soon as the tears came into contact with the remaining substance on the hand, some incredible magical reaction occurred instantly.

And the soap on the floor is even worse.

Draco covered his eyes, and from the snot that couldn't help but flow down his nose, he knew that the compartment he was in was filled with this terrible mist.

He stretched out his other hand and groped, trying to open the door and escape.

But before that, I forgot to turn off the faucet.

The soap washed by the warm water slid to his feet.

"Get away from me!"

The white and tender feet kicked against its equally white body.

Even though the essence is liquid, the surface is indeed made of soap.

"Boom——"

Draco was lying on the cubicle door with half of his face red.

He opened his eyes in pain, but was so burned by the mist that he hurriedly closed them.

The tears shed after that were all genuine.

He failed to save himself once, but after falling on the door, he quickly opened the door and climbed out.

Although his clothes were not covering his body, he stood up with great momentum.

"No matter who it is, he must die!"

Such a domineering declaration, combined with these enchanting mist, does seem a bit invincible.

It's a good thing that the little snakes don't have the habit of getting up and taking a bath, otherwise Master Malfoy would have died socially.

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"Pfft-hahahaha!"

As soon as Draco appeared with red eyes, the auditorium suddenly burst into countless happy laughter.

The ones who laughed the most were undoubtedly three students at the Gryffindor table.

One of them rolled on the marble floor,

One laughed convulsively and screamed,

The last one laughed so hard that he was severely hypoxic.

Draco's face turned red instantly and he didn't think of a solution.

Although he was just a good friend of old Malfoy, Snape said that he was helpless.

Even with such an announcement, the school hospital on the second floor may not be able to do anything.

"Take it out."

These slightly indifferent words clearly meant that he had been offended somewhere.

Draco couldn't think of anything but face this cruel reality.

As soon as they took their seats, the little snakes all whispered something.

Several seniors among them suggested adding protective measures to the shower room so that the victim this time could take a bath with peace of mind.

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"Malfoy, what do you think?"

Draco didn't think so.

This shitty school has been targeting him all the time since he boarded the train.

He's going to transfer schools!

Go to Durmstrang!

After missing a spell, an urgent reply was sent.

Draco read it with trembling hands.

Not only was his mother opposed, but his father, who didn't want to see Hogwarts, was also opposed.

All in all, the Malfoy family donated a large amount of teaching supplies to the school in the name of the school director.

Drop out of school?

Isn’t this donation in vain?

"Damn it Wayne!"

If you can't find half of the suspect, then find someone to vent to.

But this heavyweight player cannot be messed with at the moment.

He had doubted Vincent, but Snape had already made it clear that this kind of transfiguration technique was impossible for a first-year wizard to master.

Rather than saying it was done by these Gryffindor students, it would be better to say that the culprit was hidden in Slytherin.

The shape of that piece of soap is clearly the purest snake courtyard style.

Draco, who became more and more irritable as he thought about it, didn't even attend the afternoon Transfiguration class.

McGonagall is still very humane, at least she didn't deduct Slytherin points.

But the news brought back from Crabbe and Goyle said that her face was very ugly at that time.

If you are absent again, points will definitely be deducted.

The prisoner had no clue and tried to retreat but failed.

Draco didn't take a shower before going to bed tonight.

Even though the shower room has been equipped with many protective measures, I am not in the mood to continue this habit.

Lying in bed unable to sleep, he got up and walked out of the dormitory to the dean's office.

"Professor, are you asleep?"

"Bang——bang——"

An extremely harsh sound sounded.

Just as Draco was about to ask what happened, the office door was violently pushed open from inside.

After being knocked to the ground, he raised his head and saw a figure wearing a black cloak.

"You're not a professor! Who the hell are you!"

The mysterious man pulled out his wand and quickly disappeared into the dungeon after a burst of red light.

Before Draco lost consciousness, he only had one firm thought in his mind.

This mysterious man who sneaked into the dean's office in the middle of the night must be the prisoner who dared to come to the dormitory three times to punish him!

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