The relationship between Ron and Hermione froze again one day. According to the words of the twin brothers of the Sly family, "Crookshanks just followed its instinct." But Ron still couldn't stand such a big animal. The cat dangled in front of his Scabbers, and even acted as if it was going to prey. Considering that Ron is now a sick patient, Hermione chose to deal with their relationship coldly by not arguing with him, so she arguably Part of the time was spent in the library again, during which time she was extremely busy, and due to the time switcher, she needed to spend more time to complete the homework assigned by the teacher.
Now as long as the three of them are together, the atmosphere will be very awkward, but unconsciously they will often bump into each other. Harry wanted to act as a buffer space between the two, but neither of them appreciated it.
The first Hogsmeade week came and none of the three made it.
Harry wanted to go but he was not qualified, while Ron was limited to his own physical factors, and of course he was punished more because he made a mistake. Even if Mrs. Molly signed for him early, he was sent from home later. Incoming letters were cancelled, such as having Percy confiscate his signature as punishment.
As for Hermione, the reason she gave herself was that she was too busy during this period, and she had to take into account the consequences of using the time converter to catch up with some coursework, but maybe only she knew deep down that she didn't want to go The place with someone's memories is meaningless to her, the freshness is gone, and she doesn't need to go there again.
Compared with the trio who had been a little unhappy recently, Malfoy's life is much more nourishing, and many arrangements have been completed, which gives him enough time and mood to do some boring things.
For example, go shopping with a girl.
"Draco, how about you try this flavored multi-flavored bean? I think it's very good."
Well, dandruff smells really good.
"Where's the licorice wand?" she asked, running to another aisle.
Before Malfoy could answer, Pansy waved his arm excitedly and said.
"Look, this bubblegum looks really good when blown out. I want to change my bedroom into the color of bluebells. What do you think?"
It's at the Honeydukes Candy Store.
Pan Xi basically tried all kinds of snacks in the entire store. Compared with men, women seem to be born with a passion for desserts. If it wasn't for Malfoy's foresight to bring more pockets of the Untraceable Extending Curse, he felt that he might not be able to go back today, and would be submerged in piles of goods.
After shopping, they wandered to the Three Broomsticks.
All kinds of wizards gather here. They talk high-spirited, talk with eloquence, and tell some secrets about the magic world that seem to be true or false. Alcohol is the best way to cheer up. His face was so red that he almost rolled up his sleeves and raised his wand to a showdown.
The other clean tables were also full of people. There were tall and thin wizards who covered themselves in robes and only showed their small mouths when they were drinking. Take a sip. There are old witches with pointed hats and wrinkled faces. They even let the black cat in their arms climb up on the table to have a drink together. More wizards in ordinary clothes are also spending their leisure time here. Of course, Most of them are students who come to try something new. The freshness and excitement make them a little excited, but they want to restrain themselves and show others the illusion of "I actually come here often", but they don't know that the student robe that symbolizes their identity The fact that they are still "rookies" has been exposed.
"Butter beer is not wine, right? Just let me take a sip? Just one sip." At the front desk of the bar, Pansy was resting his chin on his hands, staring at a glass of bubbling beer in a daze, and his words could not help but have a questioning and coquettish tone , I hope I can drink such a sip. It actually made the proprietress of the Three Broomsticks bar amused. She had never seen such a cute girl before, so she poured a glass and handed it to Pan Xi, and said with a smile, "It's the first time I bring a boy with a cute face. Friends coming? Be careful not to go back when you get drunk."
"Dare he?" Pansy glared at Malfoy, and secretly took a sip of the glass that was already in front of him, but his face blushed unconsciously, and he didn't know whether it was the effect of the beer or the result of the boyfriend.
"Hey, Draco, why did you become two? Did you use any new magic?" Pansy's face was stained with an intoxicating blush, and she was dizzy without knowing it , and fell headlong on the bar in the next instant, if he hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands, and pulled it in time, Pan Xi would have bumped hard.
Malfoy couldn't bear to look directly at him. The amount of alcohol had broken through the lower limit of his cognition. He just pretended not to see someone's small movements. As long as he didn't agree, Pansy shouldn't be able to drink even a sip. I just turned a blind eye and let her try something new, but the amount of early adopters actually knocked her down, which was really unexpected.
"Touching alcohol." Malfoy sighed, thinking about how to deal with it now.
"Uh... I'm sorry." Mrs. Rosmerta quickly apologized. She obviously overestimated the drinking capacity of this girl. It's unimaginable for her to become so drunk after just drinking such a small amount.
Just when Malfoy was thinking about how to deal with the little drunk cat, the proprietress in front of him spoke out again.
"It's actually pretty good. How about it? Do you need the room provided by our bar?" Ms. Rosmerta changed to another expression at this time, showing a slight smile, looking at him ambiguously, and began to "seduce" "stand up. "It seems that this little girl still likes you very much."
Malfoy even suspected that her next sentence would be something like "Three years of blood earned, death penalty not lost".
"You still like to tease students as always." Malfoy said seriously.
"What? Do students of your age know my reputation?" Ms. Rosmerta covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her gestures and gestures were full of the charm of a mature woman.
"It's really not ashamed but proud." Malfoy couldn't help cursing.
"Such a serious boy is really not cute at all, and he won't blush." She shook her head in disappointment, and then said, "Just watch her here, I'll go to the kitchen and get her something to sober up." He said while pinching Pan Xi's ruddy face, "Look, it's so cute, I'm so moved, do you really want to stop thinking about it?"
"Let me first find out if I can be imprisoned in Azkaban for the crime of abetting." Malfoy said expressionlessly.
"It's really boring." The woman shook her head in disappointment, stood up, twisted her slender waist and walked towards a corner of the bar, which caught the other male animals in the bar looking sideways. I have to say that this woman is indeed kind. Captivating charm.
"It's finally gone." Malfoy finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his arm, only to realize that Pansy, who had fallen on the table just now, had unconsciously held his arm, still on his wrist Bite lightly, leaving a row of teeth marks.
"Are you a dog?" Malfoy thought in his heart, feeling that he was really unlucky today, "This is my hand, not your favorite panna cotta." Malfoy reminded helplessly, but found Pansy's hand Teeth clenched tighter.
"Level 1 Dangerous Goods—any drink with alcohol," Malfoy said thoughtfully, making up his mind that she would never touch these things in the future.
"Draco, don't die." Pansy, who was already half-drunk and half-awake, suddenly babbled such a sentence in his sleep.
"I'm cursing this curse too hard, right?" Malfoy was a little speechless, but he still stroked her hair and comforted him: "I really regret my life, don't worry, I won't die." Pan Xi trembled suddenly when she heard the words, and then became quiet again.
This made Malfoy a little curious about what happened in the vision brought to Pansy by the dementor, which made her have so much fear, that she also had nightmares at this time.
"Soon, soon they won't be able to "do evil" anymore." Malfoy muttered to himself, clenched his fists thinking of the disgusting monsters.
"They will get the ending they deserve." The smile on his face gradually faded away, and the only thing left in his gray eyes was the indifference, deep and calm that he had when dealing with the enemy.
"Here comes the sober soup, young man." Rosmerta's voice came from behind.
"Thank you." Malfoy put on a polite smile again, turned around and reached out to take the cup, as if he had always had this expression on his face just now. (To be continued.)