Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

Barbara choked, and immediately showed a weak withdrawal, but she finally held it back and whispered.

"……Different."

"what?"

"...I am not, I don't treat you as a friend!" Barbara realized that her statement might cause misunderstanding, and quickly explained, "I just like..."

"I can't hear, Barbara."

"Hi..." Barbara seemed to have been petrified, just breathing heavily, the words stuck in her throat.

"...I just like you." She pointed weakly at the rose in Max's hand, "I like it in this sense."

"But I don't understand what you mean, Barbara. If you have anything, you should say everything." Max found the faint pleasure of observing her blushing in the past.

"...I like you, Max Siegel! It's like in the sense of love! I want, I want to associate with you!" Barbara shouted, "I am a girl, better than You are young, neither excellent nor reliable. But my mood is definitely sincere..." Her voice became thinner again.

Her deer-like gaze pleased Max and made her curious, as if she had observed a new reaction.Love-desire between men and women is a matter of course. If this is inevitable after species is in order to reproduce and evolve, then why can women and women also produce this desire?

This is really a very interesting thing.

"Isn't this still a good way to say it?" She walked up to Barbara, looking like she was looking for a hole to get in.

"Okay, I promise you." She smiled and said, "Let's meet."

Chapter 50 Lion vs Snake (1)

After the long holiday of Christmas, a new semester of courses began.At the beginning of the semester, the whole school shook a little, because the Gryffindors proudly announced to other colleges that the victory of the Academy Cup must be won by the Gryffindor House.They have the best team, and the broom gap has caught up, not to mention they have Harry Potter, one of the best seekers in Hogwarts.

And now their "son of miracle" actually owns a firebolt!At present, the internationally recognized flying broomstick with the most excellent performance, commentators even asserted that the Firebolt will become the special equipment for the World Cup.

Gryffindor school team captain Wood, when he talked harshly with Slytherin captain Flint, triumphantly told his old opponent that their team's victory was within easy reach.In the game last semester, Hufflepuff won Gryffindor. Their captain, Cedric Diggory, was a rare talent. The next game led Hufflepuff to defeat Slytherin, and finally won the game. The momentum ended in Ravenclaw, but the outcome was the outcome. The scores between the four houses were very tight, and the gap was almost always reversed in one game.

Due to the accident of the initial Gryffindor and Slytherin match, they need to replay the next semester, but now Gryffindor suddenly has a Firebolt!The faces of the silver snakes will be twisted, secretly cursing the person who sent the firebolt.

Draco is the most stressed person among them, because the final trend of the game will be determined by him and Harry. The Light Wheel 2001 is indeed a great broom, but in terms of performance, Firebolt is enough to throw it off. Street.

"Can't your father really also send you a firebolt, Draco? We can only run after the broom's ass if this continues!" He heard his teammates complaining so many times, and he knew them. In private, he sometimes compares him with Harry—Harry and him are the same age, and both of them joined the school team in their early years.It’s just that Ha used the trophy and results to hand over satisfactory answers to each questioner, and in many people's hearts (even some of his teammates), he was just a "bribery" and "assistance" from his father. ’S relationship households.

But what can he refute? Those people haven't completely smashed their faces after all. On the surface, there is still peace in the team.In fact, Draco is the most impatient person who can't get results. He has vowed to teach Potter a memorable lesson since joining the school team, but this is always just empty talk, and sometimes he shouts Shouting, but in my heart, even I gave up.

No matter how much he dislikes Harry, he will never catch up with Harry’s talent in Quidditch. This fact he has known since the second grade... No, maybe from the first flight class. During one class, he watched Harry, who grew up in a Muggle family, rode on a broomstick and became a sky knight. When he was flying even more adeptly than him, the frustration was something proud Draco would never accept.

"Your face now looks like a drowning dog. It's too tragic, Draco."

He came back to his senses and found that he had ran to Margaret's office without knowing it. Margaret was holding a hot drink and hit Draco.

"Meg..."

The pair of masters and disciples couldn't talk about how warm the atmosphere was from the beginning, Margaret would always habitually hit him with words, even now that Draco had finally succumbed to her, she never changed.This way of dialogue seems to have become "special" to him.

"Come in and sit down, I'll pour you a drink."

Since Margaret came to Hogwarts and took office, this was the first time that Draco took the initiative to come to her "sphere of influence." He never took the initiative to approach Margaret's office, simply focusing on their subjects this semester. They are all quite far from here.

Margaret’s office originally belonged to Mrs. Huoqi, because she was only a one-year flight class instead of a long-term teaching, so there was no dedicated office for her.It stands to reason that when you know that the current room does not really belong to you, most people will not move or change the layout of the office.

But Marguerite was not an ordinary person at all. Draco twitched his mouth when he saw each other, and saw the alliance posters hanging all over the wall (the most exaggerated is that the people on them are all herself), countless shiny Quidditch competition trophies were also brightly polished and placed on the shelf, and a majestic little lion on the desk opened its mouth as if roaring.

The overall tone of the room has also become Marguerite's favorite red and gold.If there is any prize showroom or Gryffindor's office, some people will believe it.Rather than the ordinary office that belonged to Mrs. Horkey that Draco had been to in the past, it was not overly decorated.

"Well, it feels pretty good. Before Mrs. Huoqi's office was too lack of personality, now this is like an office of a flight class professor." Margaret said triumphantly, but she was not trying to get Della Ke's approval is purely for showing off.

She poured him a cup of hot cocoa, because she liked it.This drink can quickly replenish the physical strength and temperature lost after a long flight in the air, and can also replenish calories and sugar to make consciousness more awake.

"What do you want to say?" Margaret asked straightaway.

"That firebolt! That damn latest broomstick!" Draco squeezed the cup and gritted his teeth. "I could have a showdown with Potter, but now everyone knows I can't win! Take it all! The comparison between the turn and the Firebolt is simply funny. Slytherin will definitely lose if this goes on... Flint only asks me to write to my family every day, hoping that my dad can bring me a Firebolt. ..." But after seeing Margaret’s eyes, he said desperately, "Of course I know that my dad can meet my requirements, but it takes time! Potter received it during the Christmas holidays. Broom, it will take at least half a month from the appointment to the official delivery! But those guys just open their mouths and think that my father can't do it!"

"Do you just have to give you Firebolt and you can beat Potter?" Margaret sneered. "You should look in the mirror, Draco. Even if you say,'I'm about the development of things like this. It’s also very sad,’ but you’re actually very lucky, how about hiding the smile on your face? I think it’s excusable to lose. After all, whether Potter is a strong enemy or not, he is a player with Firebolt."

Draco touched his face subconsciously. Of course he couldn't really show a happy expression, but this kind of reaction had confirmed that Margaret was talking to the bottom of his heart."...I didn't, I didn't want to run away!" Draco roared, but he knew he was actually a little guilty.

"Could it be that you only need a broom with the same performance and you can desperately win the victory back? That's really not a requirement..." Margaret stood up and put pressure on Draco with her condescending gaze." But I also have requirements, you have to win, to win this game for yourself, Draco."

She walked to a locked cabinet, opened the cabinet, reached into it with both hands, and took out a long object that was tightly wrapped in cloth: "Let me see that you are not a foil for Harry Potter, and It's Draco Malfoy as the Slytherin Seeker. Let the audience remember your name and cheer for you!"

Draco's heart was beating fiercely, and he could probably guess what the object was.He took it tremblingly, starting with the heavy slender handle, and Draco followed the long handle to explore the front, more and more sure of his guess.

He can’t wait to open the cloth. The broom in front of him is only five layers new. There are many stumbling marks on the broomstick, small, deep, long and light, but the streamlined lines of the broom (in accordance with the air Mechanics), unique appearance,

They are all exclusive to the Firebolt, but at the top of the Firebolt as a unique mark, this Firebolt does not have its own exclusive serial number.

"You can make do with it first, this is my favorite broom."

"This is a Firebolt!" Draco exclaimed, and he scanned every part of the broom carefully and greedily. "But it doesn't look like the version we see now... Could it be—"

"I know what you want to say, it is not wrong. This broom was originally used to collect experimental data, and it was sent to me, but in the end they asked me what payment I wanted, and I said just give it to me. "Margaret looked at Draco, "Don't mess it up with me, this is the most unique firebolt in the world."

"But why are you... I thought you would be more willing to help Gryffindor, that is your academy... Is this also because of the so-called'fairness'?"

"Fair? Maybe, but that's something that is already considered by others." Margaret said, "The reason why I would like to lend you this broom is only because you are my student... even if we are not For real teachers and students, the time spent training together is only a summer vacation, but that is enough, Draco, do you understand what I mean?"

Draco nodded. At this time, he wasn't in the mood to consider that the Firebolt in Margaret's hand was actually inferior to the improved version of Harry's in terms of effectiveness.It's just that the young people's heart has a momentary strong motivation and a sudden strong self-confidence because of the never gentle spur.

What about even Quidditch geniuses?As long as he drags him into his field of expertise, even Harry Potter will not necessarily be able to win the final victory smoothly.

Chapter 51: Lion vs. Snake (2)

The day when Gryffindor and Slytherin raced was a rare good weather. Although the sun hadn't given off the heat it should have, it was better than cool.Even the howling wind in winter seems to have disappeared today.Holding the Firebolt in his hand, Draco realized that there was no external cause enough to excuse him for failure.

For the first time he felt an amazing pressure on the Quidditch field, only because he had a reason not to lose, not because he simply wanted to teach Harry.But when he and his companions high-five one by one, and lined up into the arena, his heart gradually calmed down.They have made the best preparations. The Slytherins are willing to entrust their fate to him, so all he has to do is to steer the situation in the direction he needs.

Looking back at the time, although the teammates were surprised by the Firebolt he suddenly took out, what shocked them most was what the boy, who had always been extremely arrogant, said to them when planning tactics.

"It's up to you this game, Draco." Marcus Flint looked around at the Slytherin players around him. He patted Draco on the shoulder. Deportivo’s plan is to act, everyone should do what they should do. Gryffindor is a tough opponent, but we have been the defending champions of the Academy Cup for several years! Let the whole Hogwarts people , Recalling the days at the peak of Slytherin, reminded the silly lions of the pain of being strangled by a snake before they had the'spear' named Harry Potter!"

"Oh!" The five big and three thick players clapped each other, fisted each other, and snatched the glory of the past from the lion's hands. It was a double happiness.They all patted Draco on the shoulder, and felt a real intimacy with this young man who had always been fighting side by side.

When the outdoor light pierced the darkness of the lounge, and when a deafening shout rang in his ears, Draco took a deep breath. He looked at the stands on both sides, and unexpectedly found that Zoe was sitting on the side of the Slytherin. Next to him was the Lovegood who he didn't like, and Granger who was sitting here as Gryffindor.

"It's really here..." There was another reason for not losing. Draco added weight to himself and felt the weight of his soul.How can I be ashamed in front of my family? If you lose, Meg will not only be laughed at, and if you can't even lift your head, how can you talk about protection.

I won't lose, I can't lose, Draco thought to himself.But when he saw Harry who was also standing at the end of the line, he couldn't help but provoke him.

"Genius Potter, did you forget to have breakfast? Don't use it as an excuse to lose!"

Harry's face was not very good, it was slightly pale, as if he had heavy thoughts hidden in his heart. He didn't realize that Draco was talking to him, but he quickly recovered from the emerald green eyes. It was full of irritation, which was always his most frequent look when he saw Draco... and the damn confidence hidden deep in anger.