The sun is falling, the yellowing afterglow of the setting sun is scattered all over Hogwarts, and the sky is gradually darkening with a few heroic owls and dark bats, and the night is about to cover the whole of Hogwarts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Malfoy stepped out of the classroom, looked over the stone railing, and saw that it was already dark, and he could only smile wryly.

"Let's go back and stock up on some food. He could only think that the luxuries that Narcissa had given him should last him for a night, but no amount of high-end snacks and desserts would be enough to eat.

Walking along the familiar path, the setting sun fading below the horizon was still trying its best to give him the last rays of light to guide him, otherwise he would probably have to use the "fluorescent flicker". The blades of grass and small flowers on both sides of the grass swayed with the breeze, making a rustling sound, and with the chirping of unknown insects, some were just a piece of autumn peace, and the Hogwarts castle was lit up with a pale yellow light, reflecting the ancient and mottled masonry.

Malfoy is a race against time on weekdays, and now he has missed dinner time, but he rarely enjoys a comfortable time, leisurely walking, observing this rare beauty, since the crossing, the threat of the future is like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head, so that he can hardly slack off.

"Uh, Pansy?" Malfoy couldn't help but say hello to the familiar figure under the tree not far away, and then he remembered that he seemed to have told her that he would go to the restaurant to meet her soon, and he couldn't help but have a headache, and he really didn't know how to appease her.

"Well, I accidentally took too much food and gave it to you. Pansy didn't look at him, but turned her head to look at the sunset, which had sunk down, and seemed a little shy.

"Thank you. Malfoy said, reaching out to take it, still with a little residual warmth, the imaginary complaint did not appear, but the unexpected concern, which made him feel surprised and warm, and felt that his "subtle" educational results had paid off.

They walked to the lake and wandered around for a while, the sky was completely dark, and it was also cool, and the night breeze with some moisture and cold set off waves in the calm lake, and the ripples rippled outward from the center of the lake.

"Is this a date?" Pansy's heart beat wildly, and her face was a little red with ignorant girlish thoughts, and she couldn't help but think about it, but she couldn't tell it in the dark.

Another cold night breeze swept her up, and Pansy remembered her true purpose for the day, and turned to Malfoy with some seriousness, "Draco, I have something I want you to help with." ”

"Tell me, what's the gadget you like again?" said Malfoy, saying how Pansy had changed sexually these days, because he was asking for it.

To say that most pure-blood families are relatively wealthy, and they will not be stingy with their children, let alone girls who need to be rich, but no matter how much pocket money they have, they can't stand up to spending money lavishly.

It's just that looking at Pansy's suddenly flushed face, Malfoy felt that he should be mistaken, and hurriedly remedied: "Just kidding, don't mind." ”

"Hmph. Pansy looked away with some annoyance, but still thought bitterly, "He still treats me like a child." "Then you should let yourself mature," she cheered herself. Then he turned his head and said, "I want to learn the Patronus Charm, which is the spell you use to repel those Dementors. ”

Hearing this, Malfoy stumbled, as if he had tripped over something, and almost fell into the lake, which startled Pansy, and quickly pulled out his wand and prepared to use the spell, but fortunately, there was no danger, just shook his body slightly, and Malfoy stabilized his body.

"What are you talking about?" Malfoy seemed to think that he was hallucinating, he usually didn't like to study, and Pansy, who was all about her final exams, would take the initiative to learn spells?

"You heard you right, Draco. Seeing Malfoy's suspicious face, Pansy felt even more uncomfortable, but the change in image did not happen overnight, and she would prove it with her actions.

"Hmm.." After ascertaining Pansy's intentions, Malfoy pondered that if nothing else, the Dementor problem would be solved by him, then there was not much point in learning the Patronus Charm.

"But it doesn't hurt to learn more. He didn't care more than learning the Patronus Charm or anything, he was glad that Pansy had really changed, that there would be no less danger in the future, and that he couldn't always be by her side.

"Okay, let's go. Malfoy took Pansy's slender hand and was about to walk down another path.

"Where are we going?" Pansy asked, a little doubt in her mind.

"A great man like Merlin once said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Malfoy glanced at Pansy, "What do you say?"

"Are we going to see the Dementors?" Hearing this, Pan Xi's face turned a little red from physical contact.

"With my big light bulb, they won't hurt you. Malfoy made a joke, comparing the light of his Patronus to a light bulb, but it made Pansy's taut little face laugh again, and the fear dissipated again.

He scoffed at Dumbledore's demands and the Ministry of Magic's restraint on Dementors, saying that it was strictly forbidden to step into the school, that Dementors were not in a no-man's land when Quidditch matched, and that any promises were made to reasonable people, because they would weigh the cost of breaking their promises, and it was hard to imagine that these disgusting creatures could understand the trade-offs, and all they were driven by was endless greed and a thirst for pleasure.

But it is undeniable that they do have intelligence, and rebellion and attachment to the strong are not something that unintelligent beings can do.

There was a cold and murderous aura, and the two of them had arrived at the gate of the castle, where dozens or hundreds of Dementors were wandering outside the school, and the students in the school were like delicious delicacies, waiting for them to taste them, and they were waiting for the opportunity to hold their own feast.

The night wind howled, making the dementors' cloaks rustle, and the darkness of the night could not stop their "thirst for food", they did not even have facial features, and there was only a hole where their mouths should have been opened, so as to suck the souls of people, and the sense of smell was the basis for judging human beings.

"Here's the food!" thought to the Dementors on the periphery of the school, if they had such an organ as the heart. Hordes of Dementors floated towards the two of them, but they were still afraid to cross the thunder pool, there was so much food in the school, they were unwilling to give up the whole forest for the sake of these two leaves, and the prisoners of Azkaban went crazy after two days of "playing" with them, and they couldn't feed their appetites at all.

Fresh food and spoiled food, this choice doesn't leave anyone tangled in the slightest.