The first thing Vio did when he returned to the Slytherin common room was to run to meet Draco. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he was surrounded by many people as usual. As soon as Vio came over, Goyle and Crabbe took the brunt of standing in a row to block her.

When they were in first grade, they weren't as tall as Vio, but they were strong. The two of them blocked in front of VIO, and immediately became a wall of flesh. Vio sighed and looked over Goyle and Crabbe's heads, and she could clearly see the distance from several couches, where Draco was lying on his single couch, reading a book intently. Daphne, Pansy, and Nott were gleefully talking about something.

She was too embarrassed to call Draco by name in public to get her attention, and could only persuade them to get out of the way.

"No, Draco said he didn't want to see you. We'll never let you get near him!" Crabbe flashed his fleshy fist in protest at Vio.

Vio lowered his head and thought about it. She took a deep breath, and when she looked up again, her black grape-like eyes were shining, full of determination. "Really?"

"・・・・・・" Goyle and Crabbe looked at her with some surprise, a little frightened of the sparkle in Vio's eyes, and shook their heads cautiously.

"Okay, okay. Vio muttered. Her right hand quickly sprang out of her robe, and the wand in her hand quickly pulled up a non-fancy pattern, pointing to a wall of flesh on the opposite side and whispering, "Little pig, run!"

With two howls, Goyle and Crabbe instantly bypassed Vio and ran away, and the others in the common room immediately turned around, only to see the two of them running out of the common room like arrows from the string, still clutching their butts, as if something was chasing and biting their butts. They were all stunned, and they didn't understand what was going on for a long time.

Only Crabbe and Goyle knew that there was a lot of furry stuff pouring out of their clothes, and that a long, curly tail had popped out of their buttocks!

At the same time, Draco finally looked up from his book and noticed Vio standing a dozen paces away.

He looked at the flush on Vio's face and the abnormal light in his eyes, and immediately linked the departure of the two to Vio's causality. Only he knows that this girl is not as ordinary and thin as she seems on the surface. The force of that day's ravages was still deeply imprinted in his mind, forming a shadow that lingered.

Seeing that the obstacle had cleared, Vio walked over slowly, she adjusted her breathing, and stood in front of Draco, ignoring Pansy and the others' gaze, "I have some Potions class questions for you, is that okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Pansy was overjoyed, and she played with her thick bangs with her hand, and said in a coquettish, mature voice that did not match her own age, "Yo, who is this? A Slytherin traitor dares to show up here?

Vio didn't speak, and Pansy continued, "Now that you dare to show up, do you think Draco will have time to pay attention to you? Ask for Potions? Haha, I heard that Professor Snape doesn't care if you go to his place for confinement - Merlin!

The more Pansy spoke, the happier she became, and Vio finally moved, her right hand slowly retracting into her robe.

"That's enough, Parkinson, seriously, can't I get the grades from Professor Flitsch and Professor McGonagall for so long?" Vio said in exasperation.

She was still a little shy, but she felt that she had had enough of Pansy's many yin and yang provocations. Now the Slytherin people have only two meanings to her: one is something that can be co-opted like Draco, as a force against Voldemort in the later stage, to speed up the plot, and the other is like Pansy, which she will never be able to win over and never want to bother to win over—for extraordinary people, she can only use thunder means.

She won't let Pansy challenge her patience and bottom line again and again.

Daphne bothered beside her and persuaded with a pale face, "Merlin's protection! everyone is a classmate, let's back down!

But Pansy was not stopped by Vio's words, but instead showed her sharp claws like an enraged wildcat.

"That's what the Santriel family taught—"

"Alright, Pansy, I've put together Wizarding Weekly, a well-known fashion magazine in the wizarding world, with a lot of robes that are popular in the wizarding world for the latest season, and which are very popular among the girls of Hogwarts. The robes that I think fit you well are marked, so come and take a look. Draco's voice interrupted Pansy's outburst. He folded the book in his hand and stood up, shoving it into Pansy's hand without question.

Then he stepped out of the crowd, and after a few steps, he felt that there was no one behind him. So he turned his head and looked at Vio, who was still standing in place, and wondered, "I thought you had a lot of questions to ask for your Potions homework, didn't I?"

Vio endured it, clenched the wand in his hand a little tighter, and pursed his lips and followed.

Behind them, Pansy watched the two of them leave side by side, crying in anger - she didn't realize that Draco had just protected her instead of Vio, but Pansy. Draco had noticed Vio's wand in her voluminous robes, and though she didn't know what kind of spell she could cast, Pansy's wand had never had a chance to pull out a defensive spell at that moment - neither of them had a chance, because, in the common room, no one was so stuck.

As Draco had reckoned, as soon as Pansy had insulted the Sontrell family, Vio would have made her look good.

She has spent so much time alone in the library, and it has never been a waste of time.

Vio followed Draco out of the common room and took a breath of Pansy-free air, and Vio felt much better. But she also began to understand why there was always an unbridgeable gap between Harry and Draco, between Snape and Harry's father, Jaime - some people knew they were enemies when they met them, and there was no doubt that Pansy and Vio were the ones in each other's eyes.

They walked to an empty classroom, where Draco carefully examined the doors and windows, carefully locking all the entrances and exits facing the hallway. Then, he found what was probably the only cushioned chair in the entire classroom and sat down, and within seconds he was in a position that looked very comfortable.

He squinted at Vio and teased, "Tell me, what Potions class questions do you have?" ”

Vio walked over to the window and sat on the windowsill with her hands propped up, since she had "bullied" Draco, she knew that she didn't need to keep Sven steady in front of Draco. "Noether went to the hospital yesterday afternoon under the pretext of borrowing a book, and the book he borrowed contained a letter from Ron's brother Charlie to us. ”

"Ah, no wonder they've been discussing dragons today. Draco whispered. "Noether also kept encouraging me to go and tell Professor McGonagall at midnight on Saturday, saying 'Potter got a dragon and was going to take it away in the middle of the night.' ”

"You ・・・・・・ you say Nott, to encourage you?" Vio's lips were a little dry, she didn't expect Draco to say such a thing. It was very different from what she had in mind. "I mean, you know Knott is egging you on・・・・・・"

"Huh. Draco chuckled. "Did you really grow up in a family like Santriel? Didn't your parents teach you that the first thing for people like us to protect themselves is to hide themselves. ”

"Then you're now-" Vio was a little strange, "I already know your secret." You're not afraid I'll say it?"

"・・・・・・I thought you'd be smarter..." Draco shook his head slightly, reluctant to say more. "And then, what are the Gryffindor lions going to do? No, I'm not interested in anything else, tell me exactly when they're going to send Noble away. ”

"Oh, they don't think they can book another time with Charlie, so they're going to send Noble away at midnight on Saturday. Vio hesitated for a moment, then added, "But the plan to send Noble away wasn't in the two of us, you know, Slytherin and Gryffindor's common room is in an underground lake, the other in a towering tower. And Charlie's friends plan to pick up Noble at the Astronomy Tower, and they have an advantage over us. ”

"・・・・・・So what?" Draco stood up, his tone unusually stubborn, "I need to know who picked up Noble, and later- I'll find them again." ”