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Hermione and Vio hurriedly greeted Professor McGonagall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Harry and Ron looked at each other, as if they had a bad feeling that the school had not judged their speeding car behavior, and it seemed that it had been left until now.

"You two, Potter and Weasley, stay for the night. Professor McGonagall nodded at Hermione and Vio, and said.

"What are we going to do, Professor?" asked Ron, boldly.

"You go and help Mr. Filch polish the silverware in the prize showroom," Professor McGonagall said, "no magic, Weasley, no handwork." ”

Ron gasped.

Confinement with Filch is a nightmare for all students.

He remembered that Parkinson had been locked up at Filch once last semester, and there was a time after that when he saw Mrs. Loris, he would scream and say sorry.

"Potter, you go and help Professor Lockhart reply to his admirers. Professor McGonagall said to Harry again.

Harry turned his head to look at Vio, and when he saw her smiling, he begged almost subconsciously, "Shall I also wipe the prize?"

"Of course," Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow, "no. Professor Lockhart asks you by name. Remember, both of you, it's eight o'clock in the evening. ”

"I'm afraid I'm going to go back to the common room alone tonight. Hermione said out loud with a look on her face that she deserved.

"Oh, Hermione, I'm going back to the common room too. Vio smiled at Ron and Harry's puzzled eyes, "Professor Snape hasn't been here for a few days, so my confinement has been extended. Tonight, you're the only one left, come on!"

Harry and Ron went back to the Great Hall in despair, complaining to each other all the way before coming to the conclusion that the other was luckier than themselves.

"Filch is going to kill me! No magic! There are at least a hundred trophies in that room! I'm not a Muggle, I'm good at scrubbing. ”

"I'm willing to trade with you at any time, I wash dishes and mop the floor at Dursley's house, but you don't know that replying to Lockhart's admirers I knew it would be a disaster as soon as I saw Vio's expression."

Hermione and Vio listened to their chatter and complain, and then the figures faded away, smiling goodbye to each other.

By the time I made my way back down the suspended underground passage to the Slytherin common room, it was nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

She lifted the thick chain from the gate and said the "Runi serpent" as the door opened.

A large bouquet of flowers suddenly flew out of it, and then exploded in front of her, turning into a rain of colorful fireworks.

VIO blinked, and found that the common room was full of lights and festive atmosphere.

The sumptuous dark green sofa and deep-backed chairs were moved aside, and the draped fringed flannel blanket that had been laid on them was spliced together with a shrinking spell.

It was hung like a series of small flags on the ceiling of the common room, with the Slytherin coat of arms painted in silver lettering.

The fairies and elves fluttered around each candle and writhed to the music coming from the corner.

Floating in trays are several delicate goblets with a liquid that is so clear and enticing.

Dressed in a silk dress, Bailey twirled gracefully to Vio, pulled her into the laughing crowd, and handed her a glass of wine from the floating tray.

Immediately afterward, Bailey held up a finger to her lips and motioned for her not to ask anything, just enjoy herself.

After smiling brightly at Vio, Bailey went to the others, like a fluttering butterfly.

Not only Bailey, but the people of Slytherin seem to be alive and well today.

More than once, Vio made way for the seniors who were dancing behind her and the lively seniors who needed a place to dance the Morris, and finally decided to find someone she knew and ask what was going on.

She had just taken a few steps deeper into the common room when she heard Xiao Luo's voice coming.

"Oh no, you're playing too quietly, that's not enough, Draco, why can't the band you hired rock 'n' roll?"

"Xiao Rom, don't always give me such a chance to laugh at your taste in such a blatant manner. Draco chuckled, slowly shaking the goblet in his hand.

"Rock, this is the favorite opera accompaniment of Italian wizards!" Nott, who was next to him, laughed and leaned back on the table, explaining in a slightly drunken voice, "In the Muggle world, they play exclusively for national leaders.

"If it weren't for Draco's father, as one of the members of the school council, who left a note and invited them to come, you wouldn't have even had the chance to meet them in this life, let alone hear such a rare performance in a hundred years. ”

Xiao Luo shook his head, "In my previous class, there was a relative of a classmate who was a rock 'n' roll, and every time we finished the exam, we would sneak to his house to play, the room was very small, and after setting up the drum kit, bass and electric piano, we had to stand against the wall.

"But the rhythm comes together, no matter how small the space can jump, get high, release yourself, in short, it's very cool, unlike this kind of music, the joy after the fight is gone"

Noether opened his mouth, seemingly attracted by the story he was telling, and he muttered, "Muggle life doesn't seem to be as bad as the legend says"

Then he lay down on the table and never spoke again.

Draco and Xiao Luo didn't speak, the former closing his eyes and soaking up the melodious and cheerful music.

Vio found a remote corner and sat down quietly, listening to the accompaniment of "I Am a Bird Catcher" in the second act of "The Magic Flute".

About the middle of the night, the prefects stood up to stop the celebration, and sent the opera accompanist to the door of the common room, where Filch was waiting to see them off.

The crowd soon dispersed, and the bright lights in the common room were removed, and the dark green was quiet again.

Vio stood up, Draco and Xiao Luo still sitting, their faces reflected in the blazing fire.

She sat down beside them, and Xiao Luo noticed it, and greeted her with a grin.

Draco didn't seem to be very drunk as well, tilted his head to look at her, and smiled sweetly inexplicably.

Vio thinks he might be drunk and mist himself for someone else.

"I heard you guys got into a fight with the Gryffindors," Vio hesitated, not wanting to see Draco's smile disappear, but finally asked.

"Oh yes, we won big and taught them a lesson. Contrary to VIO's surprise, Draco's smile deepened.

He slowly approached Vio, with a strange emotion in his silver-blue-gray eyes, looked into Vio's eyes, and then smiled, "They were beaten badly, but they deserved it." ”

This focused gaze made Vio stunned for half a beat.

She was about to say something when Draco's body slowly leaned back into the couch, and then his eyes closed and he whispered, "Protector...... They shouldn't hurt you."

Soon, there was no sound on the couch, and only a long, even breath remained.

Xiao Luo hugged the last quarter-deep glass of wine beside him, and happily patted the armrest of the high-backed chair.

"Look, he finally poured, and I said he couldn't have drunk more than me, and I still have it, and I've drunk this cup a lot more than him, hahaha"

Vio clutched his head and got a headache.

So that's the result of everything she's trying to get to be smaller? What to do with these two drunks now?

She sighed, pointed to the "flags" hanging from the ceiling with her wand, and read, "The blankets are flying." ”

The shrinking charm on the banner quickly changed to its original size and flew towards her hand.

After Vio helped Draco cover two layers, he went to cover Xiao Luo again, but ran into some trouble.

After Xiao Luo drank his glass of wine, he held the wine glass in his arms like a baby, refusing to let go, let alone lying there honestly and letting Vio cover him with a blanket.

He looked at Vio and smirked, "Little sister, you must not know, if I hadn't wittily told the captain of Ravenclaw today that Potter defeated Slytherin, the next game would definitely be a draw for Ravenclaw and they wouldn't help hurt Gryffindor."

VIO didn't expect the situation to be like this, she was so angry that she picked up Xiao Luo's ears again, how much does this like to make trouble?

She worked hard to maintain the balance between the key figures of Slytherin and Gryffindor, and this year finally achieved some results, and the Ravenclaw that Xiao Luo picked in a few words waded into the flood, and the situation collapsed in an instant.

Sure enough, the only one who can anger one person is another person.

Although Vio has a lot of strength in his hand, Xiao Luo didn't care about the drunkenness, but continued with a smile.

"But Potter was so lucky, I deliberately put that little glasses out to move the rescuers, and he didn't even come back to escape."

Xiao Luo looked at the huge portrait of Salaicha on the stove, pushed the blanket on his body to the ground, and said hehehe: "But, it's okay, I'm telling you secretly, you, you are not allowed to tell Gryffindor, the two twins Fred Weasley and George Weasley, are really, really interesting."

"Hehe, if you don't fight, you don't know each other. They decided to join forces with me and set up a purchasing agent where I could take care of the food and marketing on the Slytherin side, and the Ravenclaw side."

Xiao Luo muttered a lot, and finally sang a Russian ballad, saying that it was the only song his father could sing.

Later, Vio didn't have the strength to pick up the blanket from the ground and put it on top of him, so he simply covered himself and slept on another couch. (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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