Living peacefully at Hogwarts

You can search for "Search for Novels in Hogwarts Peaceful Life (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Connelly Fudge's farce came to an end. Klein put it behind his head when he returned to the dormitory and concentrated on deducing the tenth use of "Sheep Liver Fruit".

But what he didn't expect was that Crabbe and Gore, who had always disliked reading, were also holding a novel by themselves, and they were reading quietly and tastefully.

As for Draco...

Not in the dormitory.

"It's strange."

Glancing at the duo who was smirking over there, Klein murmured.

Afterwards, he shielded all interference from the outside world and studied the problems before him.

...

"too difficult."

Lying on the ancient patterned hard table in the library, Draco Malfoy hugged his head in annoyance, and deeply doubted his IQ.As a native Englishman, he never thought that one day he would not understand English.

The letters are all very familiar, why do they become so strange when they are combined?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but flash across the face of his classmate and roommate-Klein Grindelwald.

The next year is almost the same, how could the gap be so big!

"I still don't believe it."

Grasping the clothes he had combed and smeared his hair, Draco puffed up his face and opened the book again as if he were an enemy.

Unfortunately, three minutes later, he resumed his head-holding position.

In the face of absolute barriers, the young master lost again and again!

"Oh~ it really isn't that easy."

Draco Malfoy sighed.

To become an excellent wizard, one-third of the day is destined, seven points depend on effort, and the remaining ninety points depend on talent.

Since he couldn't study, he decided to relax for the time being.

I swept around and found that most of the students in the library were Ravenclaws in blue-rim robes, and there was no acquaintance.In desperation, he had no choice but to lie down on the table bored and began to empty.

But at this moment, a figure came quietly to the opposite side.

"Ma... Malfoy?"

The wizard with a scarf on his head stammered, and his face paler than ordinary people was exhausted.

"Who?"

Hearing the sound, Draco jerked his head up.

"Don't...don't be nervous...it's me."

The wizard smiled apologetically, even if he was facing his own students, his expression was still habitually cowardly and a hint of flattery.

"Professor Quirrell?"

He didn't expect that the person who spoke to him would be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. Draco was a little surprised, but he soon realized that he seemed too nervous just now, and hurriedly lowered his voice to greet the wizard in front of him.

"Is there a problem?"

"Hello... Malfoy... are you alone?"

Quirrell rolled his eyes, seeming to be looking for something, he said, rubbing his hands unnaturally.

"Where's Grindelwald, that talented little guy, isn't he with you often?"

"It turned out to be Klein."

Hearing this, Draco felt clear.

Meeting the expectant look of the other party, he answered truthfully.

"Today I came alone. Klein went to the principal's office early in the morning and heard that someone from the Ministry of Magic came over..."

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Quirrell stammered off Draco and quietly clenched his fists in the sleeves of his invisible robe.

"Ok."

Little Draco nodded, there was no movement in his heart.

If Klein had won a title like "Number One Seeker", he could still be jealous.

But the Merlin Medal...

What is it, can it be eaten?

Rather than be jealous of Klein, it is better to prepare well and show off in next week's flight class.

"It's amazing... Grindelwald... Grindelwald should be the youngest person in history to receive the Merlin Medal."

Quirrell showed a meaningful smile on his face.Although his tone was full of admiration for Klein, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there was a hint of indescribable jealousy from the depths of those brown eyes.

"Well, it's amazing."

Draco's tone was a little perfunctory, obviously not wanting to talk endlessly with Professor Quirrell in the library.

To be honest, he didn't have a cold for this weird wizard.

If Draco had to rank “the most annoying professors for freshmen”, then Professor Quirrell would definitely be the second-to-last, just like Professor Bins, who only knows to read old history according to the book. ghost.

"Yes, very very... awesome."

Quirrell nodded, seeming to agree with Draco's point of view.He didn't know whether he was dull or pretending not to see the impatience on the other's face, he pulled a chair and sat down opposite Draco.

Little Draco's expression froze, as if he had been forcibly fed a fly.

"He...Have you ever said...His family situation, I mean, you must know where he is from."

In fact, if possible, Quirrell didn't want to hold on to the name "Klein Grindelwald", but the command from the great master kept resounding in his mind.Therefore, he had to spend all his patience to force a disgusting smile and asked again.

"I don't know, he only said he was a German."

At this point, little Draco's brows frowned.Thinking about it, he really didn't know any details about Klein.

It's too mysterious.

In the past, Draco thought his friend was like the sun, always surrounded by countless people, but now it seems that the person is clearly a mist of nothingness, which is invisible and intangible.

"Malfoy?"

Seeing little Draco stunned, Quirrell suppressed the anger in his heart and raised his voice slightly.

"Oh, sorry, I'm lost."

After all, he was only eleven years old, and it was easy to get lost in thinking about things.Hearing the call, Draco snapped back and apologized subconsciously.

"It's okay."

Facial muscles twitched slightly, and Quillo pretended to be generous and forgave him for the kid who wished to be crushed into meatloaf.

Taking a deep breath, he spoke word by word.

"Since Klein is not there, I won't bother.

But... please do me a little favor, if you... you see Klein, please tell him: Quilinus Quillo really wants to communicate with him privately ......After some exchanges, the time will be set at 8 o'clock in the evening next Wednesday."

"No, Klein will be locked up at eight o'clock in the evening, Professor Snape."

After hearing Quirrell's words, Draco almost subconsciously replied.

"Oh......"

Quietly cursing damn in his heart, Quillo gave a dry laugh.

"Then change it to seven o'clock in the evening, please... please."

I really couldn't stay here for a moment. After giving the master's order, he didn't give Little Draco any chance to refuse. He clutched his thick headscarf and left the seat, and walked out of the library quickly.

Seeing the wizard leaving behind, little Draco forcibly became a "microphone" was stunned for two seconds, and then curled his lips involuntarily.

"What a weird person."