Vio immediately restrained his emotions, held his breath, stayed behind the sculpture of Jupiter, reached out and pulled the stardust belt next to Europa and Jupiter, and then watched the play. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The figure that flashed out was a girl with short hair, a beautiful face, a standard goose egg face, and a pair of shrewd and shrewd eyes, which seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts effortlessly.

Her skin was already white, but her hair was dark purple, making her skin even paler.

In the same way, her back is straight, and even though she hides around the spiral staircase and throws all kinds of gadgets out of her pocket from time to time, her appearance is still very proud, and people can tell at a glance that she is not low in origin and is well educated.

She discarded a lot of things along the way, but when she walked to Vio's side, all she had left was the basic cover of the magazine with bells and whistles, and Vio looked at it carefully and recognized that the upside-down letters on it were called "Singing Contradiction", which was published by Luna's family's magazine, and Luna's father was the editor-in-chief of "Singing Contradiction".

Vio hasn't seen Luna in the past few years, maybe she doesn't remember, in short, because Luna has nothing to do with the main line she wants to do in the first two years, Vio almost forgot that there is such a person as Luna in the school.

It seemed to make sense to say that Daphne had just passed by and had been doused with the sugar jar that the girl had arranged, just because she was the unwelcome Slytherin.

But Luna herself, as Vio remembers it, was a person with strong convictions, a clear distinction between right and wrong, and a friendly and kind person.

Most importantly, she's a Ravenclaw.

As the girl threw the magazine in her hand into the corner, her posture was particularly chic and beautiful, and then her thin lips hooked up into a wicked smile, Vio found himself more and more interested in the girl.

Staring at the back of that girl's uninhibited walking, Vio couldn't help but think, what kind of girl is this?

*********

Draco hadn't been in class again until Thursday morning, halfway through the double Potions class for the students of Slytherin and Gryffindor.

He stumbled into the castle's main building, his right arm wrapped in a bandage and hanging from a sling, and in Harry's view, he was pretending to be a hero who had survived some terrible battle.

But the Slytherins did greet him with a welcoming ceremony to welcome the hero, giving him a round of applause.

"How's it going, Draco?" Pancy Parkinson asked with a smirk, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts. Draco said, deliberately putting on a brave grimace.

But Vio saw that when Pansy looked away, he winked at Crabbe and Goyle, who then glared in Nott's direction, and an undercurrent began to stir again.

"Sit down, sit down. Professor Snape said lazily.

Harry and Ron looked at each other wryly.

Vio knew exactly what they were thinking, nothing more than the professor's partiality.

If they were late, Snape wouldn't say "sit down", he would tell them to be late.

However, Draco was always safe in Snape's class, and Snape was the head of Slytherin House and generally gave priority to his own students.

Vio used to find a way to gag and try to improve their relationship with each other, but today, she was strangely silent.

Today they're working on a new potion: the shrinkage solution.

Draco happened to place his cauldron next to Harry and Ron so they could prepare the various ingredients for the potion on the same table.

"Sir," Draco cried, "Sir, I need someone to help me cut the roots of these daisies because my arm is ......"

"Weasley, for Malfoy. Snape said without looking up.

Ron's face was as red as a brick in anger.

"Your arm is fine. He said to Draco with a huff.

Draco smirked across the table to comfort him.

"Weasley, you heard Professor Snape, cut these roots. ”

Ron grabbed the knife and pulled Draco's roots in front of him, beginning to cut them roughly, resulting in different sizes.

"Professor," Draco said in a long voice, "Weasley has cut my roots into all sorts, sir. ”

Snape approached their table, looked down through his hooked nose to the table, and gave Ron an unpleasant smile from under his long, greasy black hair.

"Swap roots with Draco, Weasley. ”

"But, sir......"

Ron had just spent a quarter of an hour carefully cutting his own roots, cut them to exactly equal size.

"Now. Snape said in his most dangerous tone.

Ron shoved his own beautifully cut root across the table to Malfoy, then picked up the knife again.

"Also, sir, I need someone to peel my figs for me. Draco said, his voice filled with malicious laughter.

"Potter, you can peel a fig for Draco. Snape said, giving Harry a look of disgust that he had kept for Harry.

Harry took Malfoy's figs as Ron began to try to fix the roots he now had to use. Harry peeled the fig as quickly as he could.

Throw it to Malfoy across the table, without saying a word. Draco laughed more and more maliciously.

"Have you seen your buddy Hagrid lately?" he asked them quietly.

"It's none of your business. Ron said hurriedly, not even looking up.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to be a teacher anymore," Draco said, feigning sadness, "My dad is upset that I'm hurt......

"Go on, Malfoy, I'm going to give you the real thing. Ron growled.

"He has already complained to the school administrators. I also complained to the Ministry of Magic. My dad was an influencer, you know. And a kind of old and bad scratch like this......" he sighed alike, "and who knows what will happen if my arm never gets back to its original shape?"

"So you're pretending like this," said Harry, suddenly cutting off the head of a dead caterpillar as his hands trembled with rage, "to find a way to get Hagrid expelled." ”

"Hmm," Draco said, his voice low as a whisper, "partly so, Potter. But there are other benefits. Weasley, cut the caterpillars for me. ”

A few seats away from them, Neville was in trouble.

Neville always had a nervous breakdown in Potions class, Potions was the worst class he had ever learned, and things were ten times worse because he was so afraid of Snape.

His potion, which was supposed to be a bright green acid, turned out to be ...... (To be continued.) )