He casts a skeptical look at Pansy, and finds that Pansy is looking at the dwarf's greeting card with a pink streamer on her face with a look of disgust, and that says it all: even if she gave the card, it will never be this one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Without further ado, Draco quickly stood up and asked the professor to go outside the classroom, and Professor Snape nodded almost invisibly, looking like he had long hoped he would.

But before Draco could take a few steps, the dwarf shrewdly poked Goyle and Crabbe in the calves with the decorative jewel tip of the harp, and then strode after them as soon as their arms loosened over the gap.

"I have a message for the soundtrack to give to Draco Malfoy personally. The dwarf spoke, plucking the harp with an irrepressible stance.

"Stop, come out with me. Draco lowered his voice in exasperation, trying to run towards the door again.

"Stop, don't move!" the dwarf muttered, grabbing Draco's precious robes and pulling them back with all his might.

Professor Snape looked at it for a moment, announced the end of the class, and then walked out of the underground classroom in a menacing manner, of course he wouldn't do anything to a dwarf or Draco, the one who instructed the dwarf to do this was the most hateful person.

"Let go!" Draco finally yelled, his fingers tugging at his robe tightly, his face still pale, but his eyes filled with anger

For a long time, he was doing things to intercept others so that they couldn't get out, but today, in front of everyone's eyes, he was actually stopped by a little dwarf.

With a loud tearing sound, his robe was torn off.

Both the dwarf and Draco froze for a moment, and Goyle and Crabbe dragged the gnome backwards with a wave of their arms.

Draco couldn't take it anymore, the gnome was much stronger than him, he could only feel the wand swaying in his pocket, but his arm was completely pressed by the gnome and couldn't move.

"Let go, I'm not leaving!" Draco's face turned blue as he gritted his teeth and said these words.

No one left, and everyone laughed, waiting to hear what the greeting card was saying, and it was impossible to tell who was Gryffindor or Slytherin.

"Alright, here's your Valentine's Day card," the dwarf saw his change of attitude, so he shoved the card into his arms, and then plucked Shuqin, "The additional service is a Valentine's Day gift with singing: Draco, I used our profits from last time to co-organize this Valentine's Day card event with Professor Lockhart."

"The twelve messengers in the audience were almost not enough, and many students ordered various services.

"I didn't tell the young lady, don't worry, when we give her a bunch of gold galleons and dividends, it will be too late for her to say anything.

"Keep it a secret, this is a special gift from Professor Carlo Hart to the partner, don't get too excited, Draco!"

Everyone present was disappointed, except for Pansy and Draco, who were happy again.

Draco straightened his shortened robe and hair, and stooded back to his seat to gather his books.

As Lockhart's partner and one of the beneficiaries of the Valentine's Day event, those who laughed out loud actually poured gold into his pockets to varying degrees.

Like Noether, Daphne, Seamus, and so on.

Some of the students left the room regretfully, but the rest lined up to consult with Draco and Vio, wondering where to register and pay for the delivery of the letter from Eros.

Draco dragged the ragged robe around and waved them quiet, then collected the money. All messages and service registrations are recorded by VIO.

Xiao Luo's trick was very clever, except for some unpleasantness at the beginning, but in the end, it expanded the business publicity.

Vio thought with tears and laughter, if he continued like this, MSC would be cleaned up by the school sooner or later, but maybe Lockhart would be here for a day, and Xiao Luo would be safe for a day.

By the time the bell rang for the end of the afternoon, Vio had finished all the new orders, and she handed them all to Draco, who was waiting impatiently and looking through the Potions textbook after counting the money.

"Fooling around with Potter again?" Draco flipped a page lazily, his eyes still greedily fixed on every line of the book, even though he was talking to Vio.

Vio smiled dumbly, she stopped putting away her textbooks, tilted her head and asked, "When did Venerable Master Malfoy also learn the word 'fooling around'?"

"You know, Nitrom has always had a very broad vocabulary in this area, and I've learned some other synonyms, would you like to hear them?" Draco replied without looking up. There was no expression of shame or discomfort, as if he had been using the word all along.

"No," Vio felt the corners of his mouth twitch. It's really close to Zhu and red and black to ink, and the ancients didn't deceive her.

She walked out silently and quickly, so much so that she didn't see another little man with a calm face, kicking and grazing her calves and entering the underground classroom where Draco was alone.

"Draco Malfoy, here's a Valentine's Day gift for you. The little man said as he hurriedly stuffed a beautifully wrapped gift into Draco's arms, then took off the harp behind him and pretended to be a paragraph, "I'm number six, please give me full marks." ”

As he spoke, he jumped onto a stool, grabbed the quill Draco had placed beside him, and ticked a stroke on the small metal plate on his chest. Then he turned and ran.

Draco picked up the gift box in confusion, and when he untied the butterfly ribbon on it, he found that it was a notebook with a black cover, and when he opened the first page, there was a line written in the corner of the page: Tom Riddle.

Draco flipped through the journal and found no other clues: there was no name of the person giving the gift, nothing was written to him, and the notebook was empty except for the title page.

So this is a prank?Draco's eyebrows raised, and just as he was about to throw the journal away, a thought came to him, had he seen this thing a long time ago?

It seems that when he went to his father's study to discuss some matters with him the night before he returned to Malfoy Manor from the Santrill family during the summer vacation, and his father was going to take him to London, he happened to see his father reading something to the notebook, and his father was very nervous and restless, so he took a special look at the notebook.

Before going to the Blotted bookstore to buy a book, my father took out a package from Gringotts, about the size of this one.

He had asked what the package was, but his father only said it was a hot turkey, but now it seemed that he thought it was a notebook, and Draco couldn't believe that his father would go to Gringotts in the middle of the night to store it, but it seemed to be exactly what happened.

So, leave this notebook first, and then ask your father for a chance? "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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