Draco led Vio to the Black Lake at the back of the castle, opposite them from the Forbidden Forest, in the sun, where the trees were lush and lush, like an alluring deep mystery of the dark world. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The April breeze is blowing, the sun is getting warmer, and the water in the black lake looks more vibrant, with small ripples appearing on the surface of the lake, and when you look closely, you will see a fish swaying and swimming freely below.

They were standing on the shore, Vio looked at his side, white as fine porcelain, really beautiful, but the expression was very serious.

"Draco-" Vio interrupted her without hesitation.

"Let's get to the point, Santriel. He looked at Vio coldly, and his eyes seemed to say, what do you and I have to say.

"No more. Vio shook his head in disappointment, "I said it before, would you like to go and see that dragon? It's a Norwegian backbone, it's quite rare." ”

"Hagrid—" Draco's eyes lit up when he heard the dragon, but he thought about it and wondered, "I don't have much to do with that big stupid man, are you sure he'll let me see it?"

Seeing that he was interested, VIO immediately changed his previous dying attitude and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, the point is here." If you do what I say, he'll be glad to let you see it!, however, you should change your name—stupid big one? What nobleman would talk like that? It's insulting to the Malfoys's lintel, isn't it? And you don't want to be just because Hagrid is two or three times as tall as you—"

"・・・・・・" Draco's eyebrows were raised, who said he was called Hagrid because of his height - well, he called him that because of Hagrid's height, but was he jealous?

Draco said coldly, "Enough is enough, are you questioning my identity as a pure-blood noble?"

"No, no," Vio said, covering his mouth, regretting that he had said the wrong thing on a whim. Of course, his blood prejudice and racial prejudice must be corrected, but at least if they have established themselves as allies or even friends, and then her persuasion will have some effect. Vio's dark eyes rolled and explained, "One moment is fast, one time is fast." ”

Draco looked at the little girl in front of him with a rich expression and vivid eyebrows, and snorted heavily, "It's useless even if you question it." In short, I am a nobleman, and whatever I say is what a nobleman will say. ”

Vio blinked, not knowing how to pick up. Draco paused again, and added in a low voice, "Except for the stupid big one." And, I'm sure I'll grow tall. ”

"・・・・・・ "So-so narcissistic, oh no, really believe in yourself like that?" Vio tried desperately not to laugh, she felt that she had to talk to Hermione about it and let them know Draco's true colors - he was really just a face-loving little baffle.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. Vio pretended to assure.

Under the sun, the boy's face finally revealed a little powder, and it was no longer as pale and transparent as before. His deep eyes stared at Vio, and he had a deep premonition that she would never give up the joke so easily.

"When are you going to see the dragon?" Draco asked.

Vio was laughing "hehe", thinking about Hermione's reaction when they heard this, and his mind wandered. Leng Buding was patted on the head by Draco, and hurriedly came back to his senses. Putting on a respectful, younger brother looking like he saw the boss, he asked with a smile, "What did you just say?"

Draco felt a chill in his heart. "Be normal Santriel, don't be so hippie smiling. I haven't forgotten the good things you did to me. ”

"Oh, which one do you mean?" Vio replied in passing, seeing Draco's face darken, he immediately scolded himself in his heart, why did he always have a bad habit of climbing up the pole. She cleverly changed her words: "Which one you say, I will definitely change it." ”

"Can I go see the dragon now?" Draco asked patiently again.

"Well, not right now. ”

Seeing that Draco's eyes were about to erupt like a Norwegian spinback dragon, Vio hurriedly whispered his plan to him. The plan is short, and two sentences are gone.

But Draco thought about it for a long time, and finally he had to make a painful choice between the dragon and his face.

"Is this really the only way?" Draco asked reluctantly. "I have to be a stalker?"

"・・・・・・Unless, you want to go to my family's dragon farm in Norway during the summer vacation to see the dragon born, but that will have to wait a long time, if you don't mind-"

"Just do as you say!" Draco made up his mind, straightening the collar of his wizarding robes and waving at Vio in a very leading manner, "You can go." ”

Vio nodded, turned to leave, and suddenly remembered that their relationship had deteriorated since the troll incident last semester, and they hadn't spoken again - to this day. Today's exchange is so smooth, there is no reason why it ended so briefly.

Unaware of the fact that she had always hated being sorted into Slytherin, she had always rejected Draco's kindness, consciously or unconsciously, thanks to the preconceived ideas of the original book, Lucius's bad attitude towards the Weasleys on the first day of school, and the unwarranted ridicule of Harry by Goyle and Crabbe at the opening party, and had always rejected Draco's kindness, both consciously or unconsciously, though that should be understood as a kindness to the entire Sontrell family, but it had always been Draco and the beneficiary had always been Vio.

Nothing is taken for granted, and no amount of kindness in return is just a lonely cry that will disappear in the long run.

But they were once so precious, before VIO could get used to being isolated.

Thinking of this, Vio turned around and sat casually on the lawn, she briskly put down her bag and pulled out a copy of "Standard Spell Elementary" from it. Draco, who was looking into the distance, withdrew his gaze, a flash of surprise in his eyes. "I'm assuming, would you like to explain your behavior?"

"I want to be friends with Malfoy. Vio smiled sweetly at him.

Draco jerked his head back, continuing to look into the distance. His good-looking side face was tense, and it could be guessed that his expression was very serious, and probably with 120,000 suspicions.

Before he could speak, Vio continued to laugh and say, "Don't be afraid, lie to you. ”

As she expected, the boy trembled with rage, and did not want to turn back to her to say anything.

Vio reads her book honestly.

Draco didn't know what he was doing in front of the lake. After a while, Vio stretched.

"Hey, noble boy, I don't understand here, can you do me a favor and explain what it means" When the spellcaster is in the middle of a group of targets, choosing the person directly opposite him as the first pointer of the spell will increase the range of power of the spell"? noble boy? Or won't you? Then I have the answer here - are you sure you don't want to take a look, the test will definitely be lower than Hermione'・・・・・・

"-Don't call me a noble boy!" Finally, Draco, who had been thinking for a long time, turned around and walked over to Vio, "Who doesn't know the answer?

"Noble man—" Vio threatened.

Draco glared at Vio, who stared back with wide eyes. But Vio sat on the grass, and Draco was standing, in a condescending position, and it was very convenient to stare at people, both in terms of momentum and position. It didn't last long, and Vio felt dazzled and his neck hurt, and he was soon defeated, bowing his head like a defeated rooster.

But Draco eventually changed his tune and said, "-That nasty Granger, how could she do better than me?" He said the last sentence categorically, as if he had seen the teachers discuss giving Hermione the first place in her grade. vio smiled dumbly, and it was really a little platinum peacock who loved face.

Draco sat down at some point, took her Standard Spell (Elementary) and looked at it, and in a moment burst out a bunch of explanations - though most of the answers seemed to be from flipping through the books, Vio thought it was an improvement over the reluctance to talk to her.

However, she searched left and right, and the quill, which had been beside her just a moment ago, was missing.

Looking closer, why was there a feather cushion with the same texture as her quill sitting beneath Draco?

"Ahem, this is a not complicated transformation spell, do you want to learn it, for the sake of you contributing a good quill, I can teach you. Draco looked at her uncertain face, and said leisurely and not afraid of death.

VIO pounced without saying a word.

"Hey, how do you move, you're still not ・・・・・・witch・・・・・・"

Draco was rubbed by Vio's face, and was tickled by Vio, and when Vio couldn't fight back, Vio thought happily: Sure enough, there are occasions when fists are more effective than wands.