"How about Cachel, what do you think of my dress?" Draco stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right at the black tuxedo on his body and said, "Draco, it's already good-looking, can you get out of the way of me, I'm going to tidy up my clothes." Carchel said helplessly, and early in the morning he saw Draco standing in the mirror in the Slytherin common room, gesturing at the gown that had been sent to him, and this gesture lasted more than half an hour.

"Well, Carchel, hasn't your dress arrived yet?" Draco stepped aside and said to Cachel, "It should be almost there, I've got someone to make it." There was a rare pause in Kachel's mind, and he imagined a smile on his face as he imagined the dress he had designed himself.

"Oh well, Kachel, you need to order it as soon as possible, you should rush the people who made the dress for you, it's the prom on Friday, I don't want you to have no dress to wear, and if you lose the honor of Slytherin, then I think my godfather will be very angry." Draco stood next to him and said with a look on his face as his good friend and boss, "Don't worry, Draco, it's too late, isn't there still three or four days?" Kachel said, arranging his magical school uniform.

"I hope so." Draco shrugged his shoulders helplessly, he really didn't know what Kachel was so relaxed about as the opening dancer, Draco turned his head and thought about it, as if Carchel had never known what it was to be nervous.

When Kachel and Draco arrived in the Great Hall, they sat directly at the Slytherin table, eating breakfast and talking about the future development of the "New Era", which was a burst of laughter at the Gryffindor table, and the interrupted Kachel and Draco looked at each other, and the people at the table around them were looking at a shabby and old medieval dress in Ron's hand, and what was even funnier was that Harry was holding a black and white turban-like thing with his intact hand, and was laughing loudly at Ron, Ron, on the other hand, looked embarrassed, and then turned to his sister, Ginny Weasley, saying something.

"Oh, look, the Weasleys' red hair is holding something, it can't be his family heirloom, it's really strange, it's a shabby medieval dress, what's the matter, Weasley, are you planning to wear this old antique at the ball and show off your family heirloom?" Draco was planning the future for the "New Era", and it was very unpleasant to be disturbed, especially the red-haired Weasley family, who he hated.

"What did you say, Draco." Ron said angrily, "Isn't it? Such a long-ago dress, I think your family must have been passed down from generation to generation, and when it comes to your generation, you should collect it well, and you may be able to buy it at a good price in a few hundred years. Draco said with a playful look on his face, and Draco couldn't help but laugh anymore after Draco finished saying that some of the little wizards around him were watching the excitement.

Ron saw the laughter of the people around him, he couldn't hold back any longer, he dropped his clothes and was about to go up to teach Draco a lesson, fortunately he was pulled by Harry who was injured on the side, but Harry was injured and couldn't pull the angry Ron at all, fortunately, Hermione pulled Ron in time, however, Ron still stared at Draco, Draco smiled disdainfully, even if Ron rushed over, Draco has been trained by Carcell, and his current magic is better than some senior students, even if, Draco was confident of winning with some of the adult wizards, so he didn't care about Ron's anger at all.

"Do you know that the road is very noisy, and we are discussing something very important, so please be quiet, understand?" Draco stretched out his finger to the Gryffindor long table with disdain, as if he was talking to someone who didn't matter, Draco simply ignored which scattered people sat at the Gryffindor long table, but at least there were hundreds of people who added up to the angry eyes.

"Draco, don't lie too much, we're talking at our own table, what's the matter with you Slytherins?" Harry, who was on the side, couldn't stand it, and blocked Ron in front of him and said, "What's the matter with me?" Huh," Draco shook his head and laughed.

Draco stopped laughing and said with a sneer; "Gryffindor stupid lion, your memory is really a little bad, according to the bet, you will take a detour for me when you see us Slytherins, but in the Great Hall, this is the place to eat, and Hogwarts is the only place, so we don't want to worry about you, but your noise really annoys us, so in the future, either you will be quiet, or you will wait for us Slytherin to eat."

Harry's face turned colorful when he heard this, the bet was well recognized, and Draco was very reasonable when he said this, "We made a bet with Kachel about what it has to do with you, Draco." Ron shouted from the side.

"The Weasleys really don't have brains, let's not mention that Kachel is the leader of our Slytherins, let's just say that the gambling contract is clearly written, and anyone who meets Slytherin, you Gryffindors will have to take a detour." After Draco finished speaking, he cautiously glanced at Cachel, who was eating breakfast leisurely behind him, and saw that Carchel didn't say anything, Draco suddenly felt that someone was a backer, and even mocked Ron.

"Alright, Draco, there's no need to dwell on things that don't matter, we should go, I think we should go to Fleur and Krum." After eating a piece of bacon on his plate, Carchel took a sip of strong tea and stood up to look at Draco, who said to Ron; "You're lucky today," followed Kachel as he prepared to leave the Great Hall.

It wasn't until he walked out of the auditorium that Carchel felt that Hermione's complicated gaze on him disappeared, for Hermione, Carchel didn't mind playing with her a few times, but, for giving true feelings, then really forget it, for Hermione's type, Carchel really didn't have a good impression, and Carchel didn't have a good impression of Hermione.

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PS; This morning, the second chapter of Overlord is uploaded, and Overlord is about to enter sleep time.