"You have a very, very nasty smell on you."
Luna said in a hazy tone while staring at the long-extinguished candle directly above the long Slytherin dining table with gray eyes.
Although ethereal, but the tone is firm.
At this time, a group of sixth grade students were sitting at the table. They had just left the Potions classroom and came to the auditorium to prepare lunch.
And Luna, like an erratic elf, walked behind Malfoy at some point, leaving behind such a thoughtless sentence.
Hearing this, Pansy subconsciously tilted her body, leaned towards Malfoy, sucked her nose lightly, and sniffed at the side of his robe.
"No". she said confused.
She could only smell a faint scent of shampoo, and the sweet smell of grass and wood mixed with chocolate.
Then he quickly realized that he had made a bold move, his face blushed slightly, he turned away, silently picked up a piece of pudding, and put it on his own plate, as if nothing had happened
Luna looked at Malfoy and wanted to say something, but was interrupted before she could speak.
"Please don't say anything that will be misunderstood." Malfoy gave him a suggestive look.
Even having seen it time and time again Luna shows off her sharp instincts
He still marveled at the girl's sensitivity.
"Okay then." Luna said briskly, and randomly pulled out an armchair next to Malfoy's position and sat down.
"But you have to pay attention to your body, don't stay with those things for too long." Luna put her fingers in front of her eyes and shook them gently, reminding her kindly.
It was so faint that even Pansy couldn't hear it.
"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult." Malfoy shrugged.
He only hates the lack of time now, and it is even more impossible to cut time.
"What whispers are you talking about?" Pansy wiped out her pudding and cut in again.
"I've figured out what to give you for Christmas." Luna snapped her fingers briskly, looking confident.
"How about chocolate?" She asked with a deliberate tease.
Malfoy coughed violently a few times, and hearing the word now would cause physical discomfort.
"What charades are you playing?" Pansy's eyes flicked back and forth between the two.
I always feel that the two are talking about something subtext.
"Nothing." Malfoy sighed.
Luna's intuition really gave him a headache, but fortunately, this girl was on his side.
Since I was "assigned" to the school.
You can only prepare as much as you can.
Pan Xi always felt that there was a silent tacit understanding between the two, which made her very depressed.
Obviously she spent more time with Draco.
"Also, here is Slytherin's long table, and Ravenclaw's table is over there!" Pansy tapped the table lightly, pointing to the other side to remind.
For a moment, it seemed as if he wanted to swear his sovereignty.
"This is the auditorium of Hogwarts, we are still in the same school, why are we so fussy?" Luna said bluntly.
He picked up a piece of steak from the dinner plate and cut it.
"By the way, you are now in the fifth grade. You have to prepare for your Owls exam. How can you still have time to hang out?" Pansy even began to persuade her to drive her away.
"My father and I don't pay much attention to grades. Anyway, you don't need a report card with all O's to find a horned snoring beast."
The girl didn't feel uncomfortable at all, she sat casually on the seat, even though she was wearing a Ravenclaw uniform, and Luna mingled among the long Slytherin dining tables, she didn't look out of harmony at all.
"Thank you for the hospitality." Soon she finished the meal.
"You'd better hurry up and review." Pan Xi said quietly.
The time she had spent so hard to get along with was interrupted again, which made her feel inexplicably irritable.
"As Luna said, I'm going to be in this state for a long time."
"So don't be surprised to see me sleepy."
"Well, I don't bother to ask anymore. Anyway, you keep it secret every time. I'm not as trustworthy as that Miss Luna." She puffed her cheeks and said with a bit of anger.
"Okay, I'm leaving, those brats seem to be playing something again, and they are not at all restless." She stood up from the table and walked out the door.
Malfoy shook his head helplessly, then he raised his sleeve and sniffed.
Under his olfactory perception, usually, there is no "disgusting" smell that Luna said at all.
Just thinking back to Crookshanks' furious reaction not so long ago.
Malfoy also guessed why this happened and where the problem was
If there is too much contact, it will indeed be contaminated with some unpleasant "taste".
This is also impossible.
He sighed, raised a cup of steaming black tea in front of him, and drank it down in one gulp.
The next period of time was ordinary and dull,
The ordinary days passed day by day, and Malfoy still maintained a chaotic state of mind, his eyelids were too lazy to open, and his body still carried the disgusting smell that Luna said.
Even so, in all courses he was able to handle all the questions and answers from the teachers with ease.
It's just that the paleness on his face is more serious than before.
All courses are carried out step by step, and they all have different degrees of bias towards security issues. After all, it seems that there has been some unrest recently.
Every day, the "Daily Prophet" will publish how many people were killed or injured, and where it was destroyed.
That's what Voldemort needed - to spread fear.
So it was not deliberately concealed.
As a result, the emphasis of all the courses has also changed. The magic text class is moving closer to the defensive magic text class. The herbal medicine class is to identify medicinal herbs with healing effects. Dimensional rendezvous with many of their escape spells, variations of that sort of thing.
Slughorn, like a spider, held his old "bonding" slug club.
A considerable number of students were invited.
Those with good grades, special skills and good family background. .
Although Malfoy was qualified for each of the three items, she was not interested in it and finally declined with excuses.
In addition, it is worth mentioning that Hermione's Animagus study is also on the right track, and she can complete the daily practice without the guidance of Professor McGonagall. What she needs to wait for is a heavy rain.
This will complete her first transformation.
Everything is in order, and everyone is carrying out their own life step by step.
However, in the ordinary days, there are occasional signs of a turbulent undercurrent. The turbulent current of fate is waiting to erupt. Is it flocking to the tolerant sea, or the dark ditch
That depends on each person's choice.
The confluence of countless choices will be the final result.
Unexpectedly, the river that symbolized fate soon became turbulent. For most people, the change came so abruptly and suddenly.
Unprepared.