After separating from Snape, Malfoy chose to spend the rest of his time in the library. He has not officially announced his return to school, and it is not convenient to appear in public view.
But even in the corner, the girl who knew him very well quickly found him.
He kept asking questions in a low voice, and Malfoy could only respond with half truth and half lie.
The gold was sinking, and it was time for dinner. The two left the library and walked to the auditorium through the path.
Many students are already seated.
Nothing dramatic progressed.
It's just that occasionally when a first-year student in another college stares at him curiously, the prefect will cover his eyes.
As for the senior students, all houses, including Slytherin, looked at Malfoy with awe and curiosity.
After traveling abroad, his temperament has undergone many changes, becoming silent and introverted, and the sense of alienation and alienation from others has deepened.
Only Pan Xi followed closely beside him without hesitation, as if nothing had happened.
Neville looked at this classmate who had helped him once, with a complicated expression on his face, his face had lost many circles, and only the faint outline could still recognize his appearance as a chubby boy at that time.
"The Imperius Curse."
"How many times can this reason be used? Do we think we are fools?" Ron kicked the leg of the long table angrily, causing a lot of soup on the plate to splash out.
Hermione moved the table subconsciously and took a few steps back, frowning at him.
Of course, it was only because of his irrational behavior.
Regarding Ron's words, he didn't really want to refute.
Because it's really weird.
"Okay, nothing else, let us welcome this classmate back to school." Professor McGonagall didn't seem to want to continue talking about it.
The entire auditorium fell into an embarrassing silence for an instant.
Malfoy still looked as usual.
Then the applause of front and back suddenly rang alternately in front of the two long tables.
For a while, it was by Malfoy's side, and for the other, it was from Ravenclaw's long table.
There was a smile on the corner of Luna's mouth, ignoring everyone's gaze, she clapped her palms and gave bursts of applause.
Driven by the two, other people gradually contributed a burst of applause, and the scene finally became less awkward.
But Pansy's gaze immediately began to wander between Malfoy and Luna again.
"Have you met before?" Pansy walked back and forth between him and Luna, which was a girl's sensitivity.
"Huh? Who?" Malfoy tried to look as indifferent as possible.
"The other girl who applauded you, your dance partner." Pansy said with some concern.
"Then when do you think it will be? I'll meet her?" Malfoy threw the question back.
Pansy stopped talking.
Just feeling a little speechless at the same time.
Intuition doesn't seem to be someone's patent, it should be the specialty of girls.
The dinner was over, and in the Slytherin lounge, Pansy had prepared a welcome party for him, but some first-year freshmen who had never seen him shrank when they saw him.
"No, I think everyone is tired, let's go." Malfoy clapped his hands, expressing his disinterest.
It still takes time to reintegrate, and there is no urgent need.
"You don't look very happy, Draco." Pansy asked sharply.
"Why do you say that."
"Maybe I'm not used to it." Malfoy raised his eyebrows and gave such a somewhat perfunctory explanation.
The next day, in the magic text classroom, Malfoy looked at the girl in front of him with some surprise.
"Although I haven't been in school for a long time, I remember your elective course, which should not be this course."
Malfoy glanced at Pansy and said jokingly.
"You should be in the prophecy class now, why don't you go?"
"Of course I skipped it. I don't think Trelawney's class is interesting now."
Pan Xi said against her will, pretending to be listening to the class seriously, tilted her head, and looked directly in front of her.
"Professor Babling isn't here yet," Malfoy reminded.
"Can't I prepare in advance?" She looked around again.
Made a very expectant look.
"You seem to be looking forward to this class more than I do."
Malfoy smiled and shook his head.
This was actually the first class he returned to the classroom, but he was not as excited as he imagined, and behaved very calmly.
"Really? No?" Pansy said deliberately.
It's just that the eyes are still inseparable.
She was afraid that this was a dream.
While the two were talking, Hermione walked into the classroom, found a seat in the first row and sat down, and then put the books on the table.
Then Professor Babling also came in. She was only wearing a pale yellow knitted shawl and was carrying a lady's handbag.
"In the previous courses, we have systematically studied the practical application of runes."
"You may be surprised by what I'm wearing today, after all, it's very cold outside now."
"This is the power of the runes. It can reduce the trouble of our daily spellcasting and bring quite favorable continuity and convenience."
A warm breath radiated uninterruptedly from her shawl.
"The drawing of the rune is very simple. The homework you have handed in before is the copying and imitation of the basic rune. But it is somewhat difficult to make the rune play its due effect and draw an effective rune. .”
"This requires the wizard to maintain great concentration and strong magic power control."
The shawl with the rune tattooed on it was passed around as an example.
Pansy thought again of the pair of shoes Malfoy had given her in fourth year.
It seems to be the same, the effect of keeping warm.
She bit her lips subconsciously, and looked at Malfoy.
But it seems that he himself has forgotten it, and he doesn't react when he sees the things related to it.
He just unfolded it to look at it, and then handed it to her.
"Although I didn't have much class, since I'm here, why don't you take a look?"
It was a smooth rune class.
After the transformation class, the two rushed to Professor McGonagall's transformation class.
In the transformation class, the students learned that the results of the last class test in the transformation class came out.
"Mr. Malfoy, you may have studied it in advance, right?" Professor McGonagall carefully looked up and down the student in front of her with her sharp eyes.
There is only one reason that can explain why he got full marks in this test.
There is even another self-consistent insight in a theorem that is already almost conclusive.
Right or wrong, it makes sense.
In contrast, Hermione also made a small mistake.
Everyone's test papers flew out of the bag and floated to their seats.
The scores on the homepage are all hidden, as if it is a special invisibility potion
Only the marking marks left by the red quill are left, and the situation does not seem to be very good.
"Miss Parkinson, come to my office later." Professor McGonagall looked very serious, walked to Pansy's seat, and whispered.
"The old lady is so annoying, she's so chatty." Pansy waited until Professor McGonagall came to the podium, tilted her head and muttered in a low voice.
Talking alone is obviously not because of other things, but of course because of her horrible test paper.