Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"What's the matter with the injury on Draco's face?"

"Because he was practising Quidditch desperately during the summer vacation, he got hurt, Professor." Zoe didn't know whether to confess Margaret, although she only heard Draco say something about it herself.

"Hmph, tell him to pay attention to safety when flying." To her surprise, Snape really liked Draco, which was not just superficial.Snape gave her a potion and asked her to pass it to Draco.Zoe recognized from the label that this potion could perfectly solve the bruise on Draco's face.

"I thank you for him first, Professor." Zoe expressed his gratitude sincerely, and Snape waved boringly to signal her to get out.

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It was impossible for Draco to know the conversation between Zoe and Snape. He felt that death was about to press his sickle on his throat. Although it was only an exaggerated description, Margaret was not just something he respected and admired for this boy. Object.

He pretended to move behind Crabbe naturally and wanted to hide behind the big boy. Of course he hoped that Margaret, who was striding over here, didn’t come to him. He hoped she didn’t even look at him. To him.

Quidditch training during the summer vacation was a nightmare that Draco lingered. Every time he saw Margaret, he conditioned to get goose bumps and uncontrollably remembered the memory of being completely dominated and unable to resist. , My mind was blank, I just wanted to escape from this golden demon a little farther and farther away.

This is in conflict with the growing worship and gratitude in his heart. His body is afraid of those unreasonable extreme training, but he knows that his technical skills are increasing at an astonishing rate, Margaret It's not just to humiliate or tease him to treat him like that.In fact, the former star player has a keen eye, and she is also very good as a coach. The way she polishes Draco is specially tailored.

Draco is a typical pure-blooded young master. His self-esteem is three times higher than his actual ability. He can neither endure hardship, nor has his physical fitness to be considered excellent. He just grew up in the doting of the adults around him.Such a person is very troublesome, self-willed and naive. If you can't convince him or follow him, he will secretly give you a lot of stumbling.

Margaret was not interested in following Draco at all. If he wanted this pile of mud to support the wall, the best thing was to give him a goal that he wanted to surpass as a driving force for him to move forward.At the same time let yourself be a whip, as long as he wants to get tired, just wake him up with a whip.

To be honest, Draco was able to last a vacation, even Margaret was surprised, shouting that Lucius's son was very upbeat, not like his old son at all.You must know that Margaret asked him to do chores outside of training, with the purpose of suppressing. She wanted to wear off Draco's natural arrogance first, at least not to make trouble until he really has the strength to be proud of. .

The arrogance of the powerful is taken for granted, that is their freedom.As for the arrogance of the incompetent, it can only be said that there is no other reason besides the slapstick.

She was abused to exhaustion by Margaret every day, and she was forced to do duel training from time to time.As Zoe and Luna had observed, even if Draco had no talent at all, at least he had become stronger and tougher.There is always no genius. More Quidditch players are just talents, but even talents can beat geniuses.

Margaret has also lost on the court, and winning or losing in Quidditch games couldn't be more normal.Quidditch values ​​perseverance more than talent. No matter what others think, Margaret thinks so and trains Draco.

"Good morning, Professor Margaret." Hagrid rubbed his hands. He smiled at the new colleague, but looked a little disturbed. "Are you busy?"

"Don't mind me, I'm just interested in the subject you teach, Professor Hagrid." Hearing this title, Hagrid flushed with excitement and danced as if drunk, he seemed determined to be in line with himself. The new-identity person straightened his waist like that, "Ah, then please don't mind me being rude..." He even became more cultivated when speaking.

Crabbe and Gore sneered, and imitated Hager's nondescript bow: "Seriously, is he really not a troll pretending? Look at his funny look...Draco, what's wrong with you?" Gao Er bent over, imitating a giant monster realistically.

It was unusual for the impersonation show to fail Draco.They found that Draco was sweating profusely and his eyes were erratic. He was so immersed in his own world that he didn't even hear Crabbe's question.

Crabbe asked again, and Draco finally came back to his senses: "It's okay. You two listen, don't mess up today, you know? If you don't want to be torn apart by Meg."

"What are you talking about, Draco. So timid? Nothing like you before." Gore asked suspiciously.

"What do you know." Draco whispered. Hagrid had already entered the forbidden forest and didn't know what he was doing. Margaret was leaning against a tree and was smiling and chatting with a Gryffindor girl. The little girl was excited. His face was flushed.

"Do you think all the things she said at the opening ceremony are false? She can really do it, even if you pull out the wand, what if you still get beaten up by her." He didn't care about being ashamed. Pointing to the scar marks on the face, let the two people see these lessons learned with the body.

*****

Margaret on the other side didn't know that Draco was talking about her. She asked the girl named Lavender, "Do you know Potter?"

"Everyone knows him, Professor." Lavender blushed, and she kindly helped her point to the crowd, the trio who always stood together.

Margaret walked over, "Hello." She greeted and found that the trio had different reactions. The red-haired boy was obviously a fan of her, and his body suddenly froze, as if someone had come from He gave him a petrification curse in the dark.The other boy looked at her with less eager eyes, but he was pleasantly surprised. His eyes were a very smart green. Of course Margaret remembered that there was a girl in the past whose eyes were exactly the same as his.The only girl in the trio, she was not cold or hot when she saw her. Margaret even noticed the girl’s eyes with appraisal happily-this freshness of being observed by others made her Very happy, she has long been tired of those unconcerned enthusiastic eyes, even though she is also quite satisfied with the fans.

"You, you, you, hello, professor." Ron straightened his hair to make them look less messy, and he and Margaret shook hands, the look of intoxication as if he didn't want to wash that hand for a week.

Hermione was also impressed by the professor, but in general it was good or bad.Of course she was shocked by her bold speech, but Margaret's publicity made her a little uncomfortable.But Hermione was always Hermione, and of course she couldn't go to a professor who didn't understand it, let alone Margaret was her elder.

Margaret shook hands with Harry in the end because she wanted to have more time to observe the boy-which was one of the purposes she found today.She wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of person Draco had been entangled and clinging to his opponent. This persistence even made the arrogant brat willing to endure fatigue and become muddy.

"You have the same eyes as your mother, Potter."

Harry blinked. It wasn't the first time he heard someone say that. His dead mother, like his eyes, was green.

"You, do you know her too?" He asked eagerly, feeling that something was slowly flooding his throat, making him feel difficult to breathe.

"Not very familiar, but we worked together for a while. Her intelligence and bravery always impress people who have met her." Margaret smiled.

"But you are a respected Quidditch star! Why would my mother be with you..."

Harry suddenly thought of the screaming and begging for mercy that echoed in his ears when he met those cold, terrible corpses, and those crazy, gleeful laughs... His breath suddenly became heavy."If, if you can tell me more about my mother..." He looked at Margaret pleadingly.

But Margaret showed regret and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Sorry, Harry, although it was the subject I mentioned first, but I couldn't talk more to you. Your mother was my school girl. Although we didn’t meet several times at that time, she was a very good girl and a strong fighter..."

She didn't need to finish her words. Hagrid walked out of the forbidden forest with his unique heavy steps, still holding a few large thick chains in his hands, and the other end of the chain was tied to the necks of several strange monsters. , These big guys showed their unique posture under the jaw-dropping gaze of the students.

Chapter 17 Defense Against the Dark Arts

"You didn't see that scene, Zoe!" Draco lowered his voice, his tone was complicated, and he didn't know whether it was mostly worship or fear. "The class is only halfway through, and it has become her personal show. Hagrid. Stupid guy—I think he must be crazy—how could a normal person let students come into contact with eagle-headed horse-winged beasts in the first class! He also asked us to go up to that kind of monster, we need to know that Claws can scratch my arm..."

"Our pushy Potter was the first to go up, huh, that's really lucky, he was almost attacked..." Zoe couldn't tell if Draco regretted it. I chose my own big monster, bowed to it and waited for it to return. This is not difficult to do. Of course I can do what Potter can do. I can do better... Of course, it’s in Meg’s Personal attention is drawn before the past."

Zoe asked, "What happened?"

"Of course, I think she was only interested in the big guys at first, typical Gryffindor-she asked Hagrid enthusiastically if she could join her, and he gave her a yellow feather." Ke was unwilling to say, "She only took a few seconds to make the monster succumb, and no monster did not bow to her. Finally, some students even started cheering, betting that she would be rejected by a eagle-headed horse-winged beast. , She stole all the limelight!"

Although he seemed to be complaining about Margaret, as he spoke, his tone became like he had received his favorite candy gift bag for Christmas."Don't just talk about what happened here, Zoe. I haven't asked you yet, why are you walking with Professor Snape?"

She gave Draco the potion that Snape had given her: "I want to be his protégé. He was planning to investigate me at the time."

"Awesome! Professor Snape is my favorite professor, he will be the best mentor!" Draco said with joy, "Great so I don't have to go to the court with this shameful injury in the afternoon. Yes. You know, we must strengthen our training. Only by knocking Gryffindor to the ground, can we wipe out the humiliation of last year."

"But I don't think you can get permission." Zoe shrugged. "Do you remember what Dumbledore said at the opening ceremony? Now that dementors are floating around, the school is not like this for safety reasons. Time to take a risk."

"No, Zoe. Meg went to talk to Professor McGonagall and explained that she would serve as a guard during the team's training. Don't you think she can convince anyone?"

"I can see you can't wait to fight Potter?"

"Of course. This year's Academy Cup, the first game was Slytherin vs. Gryffindor... Of course I was better than the guy who grew up in a Muggle family. He thought he could catch the snitch every time? Let him fail and teach him a big lesson..."

"Well, then you go on."

"What? Is it all nonsense that I said just now? Of course you have to come and watch the game!" Draco said impatiently.

"But I don't like Quidditch." Zoe said. Draco thought the reason was too empty. "Quidditch never hurt you, Zoe. Why do you have to resist it, even if you don't play, you You can also enjoy the game!"

"That's also... But I think I don't like Quidditch, I don't think I should like it." Zoe thoughtfully, after careful thinking, she found that everything is really unreasonable, why should she resist Quidditch? Odd?

And Hermione will definitely go to the game, she can invite Hermione to sit by her side.Even if the cheering teams are different, it does not conflict with the intimacy between them...

"Why did you start giggling all of a sudden?" Draco's words awakened her from her fantasy, and she deliberately cleared her throat. "Nothing, of course I will go to the game, Draco." But Draco used one instead. Looked at her with a bloody expression.

She pushed Draco: "I'll regret it if you do this again."

*****

There were no ups and downs in the first day of class, but something happened.

As usual, she got extra points in Professor McGonagall's courses, because she was the first to successfully deform the goal, and soon her temporary partner also did it. Ravenclaws have always had an advantage in learning.