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    Slytherin Code of Conduct Twenty-eight: Learn to take responsibility, responsibility means that you cannot shirk it

    Harry was only now beginning to understand the advantages of being from an ancient wizarding family. Draco always had countless exquisite magical objects around him. As for monitoring the situation in the girls' bathroom on the second floor, he just dropped a small, sand-like object on the door there.  The thing was the same trail he had made at the three-headed dog Lu Wei at the end of last semester.  Any intruders who cross the track will be immediately alerted by their alarm hourglasses.

    However, until before Christmas, Zongsha had only been touched once, and only slightly. When Draco opened the Marauder's Map, he only saw the Weasley family's little daughter walking at the end of the corridor on the second floor. It seemed that she  Just passing by.

    But it was also because of this 'lucky' false alarm that Draco discovered that he could feel the sand being touched in time even without the hourglass reminding him. Similarly, Harry could also feel it, "I think it may be because of Huo  Because of the Gwartz Contract. We swore an oath with blood and promised to protect it for the rest of our lives. Maybe the castle will give us some um, reward?" Harry guessed that Draco also agreed with this idea, but it was a pity.  No one can understand the contract, so they don't know what the trade-offs are.

    Regarding the unknown possible issues of 'the authority of the castle to return the guardian', Draco was a little regretful, but Harry was indifferent. Being able to protect the safety of the school from infringement was not only their respect for Salazar's trust, but also based on the courage to take responsibility.  The spirit of Slytherin, when I signed the contract, I didn't expect to ask for any equivalent reward!

    Whether they are the guardians of Hogwarts, the servants or the masters of the castle, this ancient castle is opened in front of them. As for the movement of the person who monitors the secret room, although it is impossible to find out the identity of the person, but  The Marauder's Map makes up for this shortcoming.  For being able to set up such a perfect surveillance network, they should also be grateful to the often neurotic ghost inside, Moaning Myrtle, for making this bathroom abandoned and unused.

    Then, I can¡¯t say I¡¯m disappointed, but I should breathe a sigh of relief. There have been no attacks recently, and the days have become dull day by day, until this day a message was posted on the bulletin board in the lobby.

    "Duel Club? Sounds cool!"

    "Oh, maybe it's Professor Flitwick," Zabini inquired as though he was still a clueless person, "I heard that he was a master in dueling when he was young!"

    Draco raised his eyebrows with a fake smile on his face, "It's a completely immature guess."

    "What do you think, Your Highness the Prince?"

    "Have you ever seen Professor Flitwick spend extra time on things other than Charms and Bands? It's obvious that this club" Draco glanced around the excited Great Hall, "aims to change the current state of the school.  Calm and boring atmosphere.¡±

    "Who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos?"

    "Who likes to show off?"

    ¡°It¡¯s all curly-haired and white-toothed Lockhart on the third floor!¡± the Gryffindor red-haired Bludgers chorused from behind.

    "real?"

    "You can bet, a galleung." Draco smirked.

    Oh no.  The Prince of Slytherin's prophecy ability, or logical analysis to arrive at correct forward-looking views, has become Slytherin's bellwether after being verified many times. Zabini should not bet on him.

    Harry said seriously, "Draco, if you can foresee that White Fang will be tortured miserably in the club, I am even willing to bet ten galleons." He really couldn't stand the pain in every class.  He was being harassed by Big White Fang. Recently, Big White Fang was teaching "Wandering with Werewolves" and asked him to perform a werewolf. Harry howled three times in a row during the class. Later, Draco mixed a throat potion for him.

    "Oh, of course, I can foresee that!" Draco smiled with a standard eight teeth.

    Gryffindor's red-haired bludgers poked their heads, "If we can ensure that your wish comes true"

    "Harry, are you going to take out insurance for this?"

    "Double insurance."

    "Reasonable price,"

    "Service guaranteed."

    ¡°It can even last until after Christmas.¡±

    ¡°If you pay it off in one lump sum, we can consider extending the discount for one month.¡±

    "Deal!" Harry made the final decision.

    As he walked towards the Slytherin table in the Great Hall, Draco began to predict again, "Harry, as long as you write to Sirius truthfully what Lockhart forced you to do in class, I bet Sirius will be happy to pay a hundred for you."  Galleons just to keep that idiot in the infirmary until the school year."Dirty and sinful scoundrels! A disgrace to the Black family! Bastards, beasts, you ugly monsters! Get out of here! Desecrate my ancestral home -" Draco turned out of the corridor, just in time to see  An old lady with a black hat, black hair, and a face as dark and wrinkled as an orange peel screamed in the portrait, one sound after another.

    "Shut up, shut up!" Sirius rushed out from the next door and picked up Harry, who was stunned by the yelling. He desperately bowed to the portrait and apologized. Then he yelled back with a louder voice while joining forces with Rhyme.  Si pulled back the curtain next to the portrait

    "Prodigal son! Bastard! Get out"

    The curtains were finally closed and the sound disappeared.

    Harry gingerly held up the umbrella stand of the monster's thigh bone that fell on the ground, blinking his emerald green eyes, "I almost tripped just now, so I just fell down and grabbed it I really didn't mean to do it."

    Sirius didn't mean to blame Harry at all. Instead, he stroked his hair apologetically. The werewolf patted their shoulders and announced happily, "Dinner will be ready soon."

    Everyone moved to the kitchen, but Draco couldn't help but look back and stare at the portrait covered by the curtain. Old Kreacher passed by them sadly, still muttering, "The noble Black family has been tarnished. For that  Treason, non-humans and little bastards"

    Although Remus¡¯ cooking skills are not terrible, they are still a few levels away from ¡®good¡¯, let alone compared to professional-level house elves.  Especially after this elf recognized Draco's identity, he began to put his heart and soul into it and tried his best to make an exquisite dinner suitable for the Malfoy family's young cousin.

    But unfortunately, there is only one copy.

    Draco didn¡¯t wait for Harry to show any expression of grievance or dissatisfaction before he switched their plates, "Kreacher, you must have prepared more than this, right?"

    Kreacher seemed a little reluctant, but leaving guests hungry was definitely not the way the Black family treated guests, so soon, the empty plate in front of Draco also had the same medium-rare veal garnished with two petals of flowers.  Steak with white mushroom chicken gravy and grilled cheese.

    Sirius looked at the things on the plates of the two children pitifully, then looked at Draco's face with infinite hope, gave a final sob, and obediently ate the boiled peas and tomatoes cooked by Remus.  The kind-hearted werewolf didn't think this was an offense. In fact, he was very happy and breathed a sigh of relief. "As long as Kreacher is willing to take care of you tworegardless of whether Malfoy's title is there or not."  It works, you are still growing." He couldn't let his two growing children eat convenience meals from time to time. That would be insufficient nutrition, especially Harry, who still felt a whole size smaller than his peers.  In my memory, even Lily seemed to be taller than Harry.

    "Well" Draco suggested, "If you can go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy us enough Christmas gifts, maybe I can consider making some efforts to change this old house."

    Sirius rolled his eyes, "What are you going to do?"

    "Trade secrets." Draco cut off a piece of veal steak and bit it in his mouth. Well, it was very tender and juicy.  After enduring several meals of the werewolf's handiwork, he was very pleased that he had managed to get Kreacher to change.

    Early the next morning, Sirius and Remus couldn't wait to run to Diagon Alley, and before leaving, they swore that they would never come back until dark.  Anyway, no matter what Draco wants to do, he obviously doesn't want anyone to be present, but equally, no matter what he does, as long as Kreacher can tidy the room, cook, wash clothes, and change the Black family from raising house elves.  With his position liberated, Sirius would be happy to do whatever he wanted.

    Rather than staying in this musty coffin board, Harry wanted to go to the bustling Diagon Alley, but Draco took him back from the door and said, "You can't go!"

    "Why?"

    "I'll be waiting for you to save me later!" Draco smirked.

    Harry, the little black cat, was so nervous that his hair stood on end, and his voice trembled, "You, what are you going to do?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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