Chapter Eighty-Three: I'll Lose

Vio's words were interrupted by the voice of a man calling out to her, and she listened to the voice, ignoring it, and instead got up to clean up her homework and, quill, and inkwell. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Bailey and Daphne snickered as they snickered, "Draco, good evening!" Daphne deliberately raised her voice so that everyone around her could hear, "Are you here to find VIO?"

"I'm a little sleepy, I'm going to go back to the dorm first, Bailey, Daphne, good night. Vio left quickly.

But Draco reacted quicker to get around the couch and stand in front of her. Vio had to stop, but even then, she turned her head away from Draco.

"I thought that gentlemanly etiquette could be embodied in making way for a lady. Vio whispered. There were already a lot of people around who were attracted to Daphne's previous voice to watch the show, Draco had always been good friends with Pansy, and everyone knew that Pansy was sent home to recuperate after Vio entered the headmaster's office.

What would be Draco's reason for blocking Vio at this time?

Once it comes to this kind of win-or-lose juncture, Xiao Luo always appears at the right time, "When a business partner becomes an enemy who kills his wife, the rivers and lakes have always been the first to strike and then suffer, ten copper nats in a game, and the odds of betting on VIO victory plus two more copper nats are higher." Buy and leave, buy and leave, eh, it's just ten copper nats, let go"

Vio looked over with a smile, and the two fourth-graders were hesitantly handing over the money in their hands, "But, we only have gold galleons here, and we haven't used the change like copper nat."

Xiao Luo reacted for a second, smiled even more, and immediately changed his words: "Ten gold gallons in a game, buy it and leave"

He collected the money from the classmates around him who were involved in the gambling game, and at the same time glanced at Vio and Draco, motioning for them to hurry up and make a move, arguing at least two words.

Vio didn't know if he was going to quarrel with Draco for the next huge dividend.

"Xiao Rom, I'm going to lose. Draco spoke to Xiao Luo succinctly, his voice clear and calm.

The people around them fell silent, they wanted Draco to say something else, but seeing Draco's expressionless face, everyone around them had a sense that they were just hallucinating.

Vio too, she reluctantly turned her head to look at Draco in front of her, just in front of his silver-blue-gray eyes, his eyes were serious and persistent, and Vio's figure was reflected in his clear pupils.

"What?Draco, did you just speak?" Xiao Luo unconsciously stopped counting the money, and then shouted at Draco, "You say it again?"

Vio lowered her head, but didn't make a move to leave, and Draco realized that she was also waiting for her answer.

He looked at the docile and bowed girl in front of him, and suddenly felt a little apprehensive, not knowing whether she would be satisfied with his next answer.

"If I do duel, I'll lose to Santriel I absolutely won't raise my wand at her again. Draco said earnestly, word for word.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds.

The girl in front of her didn't react, she was so close that the tip of Draco's nose could even smell the girl's vague scent in the air nearby.

But he couldn't see the obsidian-like eyes that were so dark that they were purple, and he could only guess that if he lowered his profile, he would be able to make up for his previous mistakes.

However, by the time of the fifteenth snort, the girl finally looked up, and Draco was ready to still not be forgiven, or to be coldly perfunctory

The girl smiled happily and asked him, "Do you remember?!"

The drunken flush on her cheeks was so pretty, Draco thought, like a picture he had seen at home when he was a child in the hands of a young girl from the Orient, the rouge in the hands of his father and mother had said that it had the magic of the blood of the noble ladies of the court.

He was sure he was fascinated by the magic. Because he felt as if his heart was burning with flames.

This is probably how the blood boils all over his body, he thought with a little pleasure.

Draco met Vio's gaze, the smile on his lips opening into a more charming smile, "That's right, I remembered all your "evil deeds". However, I also remembered an ally who could stand side by side, and it was a long-term deal. ”

Vio smiled.

The other students in the common room were stunned for a second, and then, a large number of "Pay back, you liar!", "Quick, Fury, he's behind that couch" The voice of debt collection rang out, and Xiao Luo ran to the door of the common room with a puff of smoke.

On Christmas Eve, the school was empty, and the students wrote to their parents to tell them that the bad guys in the school had been caught.

But the adults didn't believe it at all, and the matter had been settled.

They kept writing to Dumbledore asking the school to file a lawsuit against the Wizengamot, sentence Pansy for her actions, and preferably send her to Azkaban.

Of course, these things have little to do with VIO, and she is very satisfied these days.

Hermione had brought a letter in the evening saying that the Polyjuice decoction had been boiled and that she was ready to put what she wanted on her target and that was done.

Together, they found a time to gather in Myrtle's bathroom.

"In that case, should we try the Polyjuice Potion?" Ron asked in distress as he looked at the bubbling brown potion in front of him, "Parkinson has happily returned to his hometown for Christmas. ”

"Of course you have to drink it. I have a hunch that this is not over yet. Hermione said. "Let's put the information together. You will find that things are almost one step away. ”

Harry and Ron stared at her dumbfounded, as if they had only known her today.

"What information? we don't know anything," Ron said, looking at Vio in disbelief, "Is she really the Slytherin heir?"

Vio looked at Ron dumbfounded, completely speechless.

Hermione shrugged lazily, "Okay, vio, it's been more than a year before you recognize his IQ? We're running out of time, let's talk about that Danae in your dorm first." ”

Vio nodded.

"It probably goes back to the Gryffindor-Slytherin game before that. Vio spoke quickly, intending to pass it off, but she saw that Harry had unconsciously lowered his head, "Harry was about to get the Snitch to win the game when a man in a Slytherin uniform intercepted him on a broomstick.

He then fell to the ground in order to avoid the out-of-control Bludger and the sudden appearance of the man, and most people thought he had fallen from the broomstick himself.

"Actually, Harry, you were already hit by someone behind you with black magic when you were in the air. ”

"Really?" Harry thought, "no wonder Madam Pomfrey said I was against the dark arts. (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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