At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Vio rubbed her eyes, she didn't know when she fell asleep next to the fire, there was a book on her lap, put away her "Guide to Elementary Transfiguration", she looked around, there was almost no one in the common room, only the fire was jumping, and the yellow flames were flickering up and down, shaking her eyes a little blurry. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Vio stood up, and was about to walk through the huge portrait of Salazar Slytherin—behind this portrait was the hallway leading to the dormitory, where there was a sudden screech, and Vio looked over suspiciously, and the portrait of the founder of Slytherin was opened from inside, and a man came out—

He paused visibly when he straightened up, probably not expecting that there would be people in the common room at this time.

"Draco?" Vio was surprised, and then thought of the "wizarding duel" he had agreed with Harry over dinner, but wasn't Crabbe going to be his assistant?

"Go away!" Draco replied coldly, walking over to the fire, the flame reflecting on one of his cheeks, making it look less pale. But it didn't help to ease his impatient expression.

"Where's Crabbe, you're going to go alone?" I don't know why, but Vio cares more about whether he will face Harry and Ron alone than his attitude.

But soon, she remembered that in this episode, Draco had missed the appointment, and instead of going to the prize showroom to duel Harry, he had gone to give Professor McGonagall a briefing, and though she didn't remember why, he didn't end up giving a briefing.

Vio silently stopped trying to talk to Draco, she didn't plan to change some of the plots that appeared in the book, she didn't appear in Rowling's book as Vio, what if she did something at random at this time, and the ending changed after seven years?

But Draco paused unexpectedly, he seemed to think for a moment, "Excuse me, I'm assuming, you're willing to repeat what you just said?"

"Uh, I mean-" Vio hesitated for a moment, "you, you go." She was going to say a perfunctory "Good luck to you" or something, but then she remembered that Draco was going to call Harry's report, and swallowed it back silently.

If Vio had glanced up at Draco, he might have noticed that something in his blue-gray eyes had suddenly dimmed. It's a pity that she is looking at him left and right at this time.

"Who's there!" Suddenly there was another sound from the other side of the portrait - as soon as he heard the stern voice, Vio immediately rolled his eyes, well, it was their female prefect Jimma Parley, she was obviously here to patrol the night.

While the fifth-year prefects were not granted the right to deduct points, they were unfortunate to have the house director's confinement privileges to back them up.

Draco heard the sound too, and he looked nervous, but only for a moment, and the next second he decisively cast a fire extinguishing spell to extinguish the flickering fire, and at the same time quickly pulled up the vio and rushed towards the common room door-

As they stood outside the common room door and watched the door slowly close, the angry voice of Jimma Parley came out in the darkness, and she seemed to have tripped and fell to the ground because she couldn't see the couch or something.

Vio could imagine Jimma's expression, and she gloated and chuckled, as if she had gone back to a long time ago, wrapping chalk in the White Rabbit candy wrapper during her lunch break and giving it to the girl who always bullied her, and then snickered at the frightened expression on the other party's face after eating it.

"Merlin's panties! you're laughing!" Draco seemed incredulous, "and you can't go back right now." ”

Vio shook his head nonchalantly, "It's nothing, Draco, don't you find it exciting to cross the line a little once in a while when no one is around?"

"So, you're calling me Draco again?" he noticed this, frowning with a look of disgust.

When Vio saw him mention this again, she didn't know how to answer, and she didn't know at that time, why she blurted out and called him "Malfoy", maybe she was too sad and angry to lose breakfast.

She looked away, "Ahem, I guess if you don't tell Professor McGonagall again, Harry and they'll probably be back later." ”

Sure enough, this quickly diverted Draco's attention, "How do you know—I mean—you won't stop me from telling Professor McGonagall about someone violating the curfew-"

"Hmph, how could you really duel Harry alone," Vio explained as he walked forward, heading back, "don't get me wrong, I didn't plan on stopping you, I'll tell Professor McGonagall what happened when I see her later." ”

"Whatever you want. Draco coldly followed.