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Slytherin Code of Conduct Forty-Nine: Strength is not the key to victory, but it is indispensable
Their prince is armed with a golden bow and arrow. On this day of Halloween, he really looks like an elf prince.
"Draco, what are you doing?"
"What are you going to do?"
Everyone was a little surprised that Draco actually had a weapon in his hand.
"Actually, we were deceived by the headmaster. It was not a simple line, but a magical barrier that completely enveloped the Goblet of Fire." Draco sat down first, calmed down and poured himself a glass of honey water. "In order to ensure that the person who posted the note and the name on the note that would be thrown into the Goblet of Fire were not under the age of seventeen, the principal connected this qualification barrier to our admissions file, which passed the test-I guess. So, since we don't There is only one way to change the magic contract of the admission file."
Everybody holds their breath
"What on earth is it?" A group of people couldn't help shouting at their prince, because after Draco said that long paragraph, he began to eat breakfast slowly.
"Mind your manners, ladies and gentlemen." Draco picked up a piece of toast and spread butter on the side leisurely.
Everyone: ""
Zabini thought for a while, then looked at Draco's bow and arrow, and seemed to understand a little bit, "Draco, I think you are wrong. It was the Goblet of Fire that spit out our names just now."
"No, it's not the Goblet of Fire." Draco was sure, "It's the protective magic set up by the headmaster. That layer of protective magic is at the last level. Before the Goblet of Fire officially burns the note that accepts your name, identify the characters on the note. Name, and then kick it out and throw it back to you. The Goblet of Fire has never had an age limit in its hundreds of years of history, so it has nothing to do with the Goblet of Fire, but only the age-screened defensive magic."
After Draco ate two slices of bread, he wiped the crumbs from his fingers and stood up. "My method is to break the protective magic." After Draco said this, he picked up his golden bow and walked to the age line. He stood twenty feet away¡ªso that he was thirty feet away from the Goblet of Fire. He had two arrows in his hand, one of which had a registration note attached to it.
Just as everyone¡¯s eyes fell on Draco,
Just as everyone was giving up the thirty-foot wide aisle,
Just when everyone is still doubting
Draco raised his bow and arrow neatly, and in a flash of light, two golden arrows flew out, one following closely behind the other.
When the first golden arrow came into contact with the age screening magic barrier, for the first time, everyone saw a huge transparent semicircular magic barrier undulating under the sharp arrow tip - the golden arrow penetrated, Like a stone thrown into a pool of water, it caused ripples, and the swaying light reflected by its magic wave made everyone who saw it couldn't help but shrink back.
The first golden arrow that pierced through the air opened a hole for the defensive magic, and then the second golden sword followed smoothly. In the contest with the huge ability of the defensive magic, this golden arrow completed its mission. The arrow finally flew feebly and fell halfway, landing on the ground. It could clearly be seen that it was twisted by the huge magic power.
The second arrow almost used the same principle to penetrate the last defensive magic above the Goblet of Fire. After piercing the flames, the second golden arrow finally fell to the ground feebly, even more twisted than the first arrow. It was so powerful that even the arrow feathers were torn into pieces. But at the same time, everyone also discovered that the note originally tied to it was missing - Draco used an extremely flammable velvet on it, which breaks when exposed to fire, so the grass thread with the note was passed over the Goblet of Fire. burned in an instant.
When everyone saw that the note on the arrow was missing and immediately looked up, the blue flame of the Goblet of Fire instantly jumped out with red light - the Goblet of Fire accepted the registration note, just like all the successful sixth and seventh grade students before. Same.
"So, the registration is successful." Draco raised an eyebrow and raised the corner of his mouth proudly.
The foyer and hall were silent for a moment, and then there was an explosion of applause. Perhaps every underage animal in Hogwarts has an adventurous instinct for flouting the rules. And now, every Slytherin wanted to go up and give their cool and stylish prince a good pat. Harry rushed over and hugged Draco. He loved the slut that he was now. Looks great!
At this time, the Beauxbatons students, led by their Madame Maxime, also came over. They lined up and threw their name notes into the Goblet of Fire one by one. The most beautiful one among them, many people bet that she had Veela bloodNo matter how his father wrote to reprimand him for not informing his family in time, which made him and his mother accept blessings from others like fools and somehow lost the prestige of the Malfoy family, for Draco, in Before touching glory, before actually getting into the game, his life was in complete disarray.
It seems like you are being bumped into and greeted by someone every moment;
It seems like you have to face fanatics who suddenly rush out and shout to cheer you up every moment;
It seems that in every corridor you can meet a girl who smiles at you;
There seemed to be an extra supply of sweets and chocolates overnight, enough to fill his and Harry's living room - and these were not counting the letters, packages and the names of Malfoy heirs in his Gringotts account that he received every day. Identity received a truly valuable gift and encouragement.
At this point, Draco finally understood why Harry had been so reluctant to show his face in front of the crowd, and why until now Harry could be impatient with the repeated measurements of custom-made clothes, but his hair style would be willing to receive regular professional attention. Cut carefully.
Although the prince of Slytherin has a good reputation, he has always been difficult to approach. Draco doesn't think he will become amiable recently, but for some reason no one seems to care about his stern face and the coldness radiating around him. breath. But Draco didn't know that this level of attention was really not a big deal until he actually encountered Rita Skeeter's quill.
Now that the top three warriors have been selected, they definitely need to meet with the media. The Daily Prophet sent their gossip queen, Rita Skeeter, a swaggering girl with exaggerated jewel-encrusted glasses and painted red nails. female reporter.
Compared with the other two warriors, a 14-year-old pure-blood heir to a wealthy ancient wizarding family, the young master of the Malfoy family, is also the most trusted friend of Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, and there are so many more. There are so many rumors about them and the inheritance of Salazar Slytherin. This opportunity was encountered by Rita Skeeter. What do you think she could write?
Interview, the professional gossip queen seized every second of opportunity before the wands of the three warriors were scrutinized by professionals.
In a small broom closet nearby, Rita Skeeter took out her shorthand quill that shared her passion for gossip and nonsense. "Your father would be proud of you. I mean, I heard you were in In public, he defied the age limit set by Dumbledore and gained the right to register."
"If you want to be a Hogwarts warrior, of course you need to prove your strength. I don't think this should be called a 'pick" Draco was halfway through speaking when he suddenly noticed that the content written by the shorthand quill was the same as the one written on it. His statement was completely inconsistent - [There is no doubt that when his father was mentioned, Mr. Malfoy raised his chin proudly, just like our platinum deputy minister. ]
"Don't worry about it," Rita Skeeter smiled broadly and asked again, "I also heard that you and Harry Potter are very good friends Are you worried that you have worked so hard to win this honor? As friends, the aura of the Malfoy family has all been taken away by the boy who survived. Do you want to use this to prove yourself?"
"No, to true friends" Draco hadn't said anything yet, but he saw that the quill had already written in the notebook "He is a powerful opponent," defeated the mysterious man who survived the catastrophe. The boy's achievement will undoubtedly add a new glory to the Malfoy family]
"What?" Draco's forehead burst with veins, "Miss Skeeter"
"Now let's talk about Salazar's inheritance"
"Miss Skeeter!" Draco's face fell completely. "Some topics are taboo. I hope you understand. Regarding Salazar, no matter where you heard the news, I have nothing to do with it." Warning. If your shorthand quill keeps talking nonsense like this, I don¡¯t think this interview will be published by any regular, large-circulation print media. I admit that you are a very good reporter, but at the same time, you You need to know that what kind of article to use, how to use a article, and what kind of direction public opinion should take are ultimately decided by the editor-in-chief."
Rita Skeeter probably didn't expect that a fourteen-year-old boy could actually threaten her. She opened and closed her mouth for a long time, "I, I, have to admit that I seem to have underestimated Mr. Draco Malfoy's ability ¡¡±
"No, you just underestimated the unity of Slytherin. I am not malicious towards you, Miss Skeeter. I want you to understand that I am just helping you avoid wasting your hard work." Draco didn't want to get into trouble with her or offend her. Villains are unwise, and it must be admitted that Rita Skeeter has her own secret recipe for irritating wizards' nerves. This kind of person never knows when she will come in handy.
Rita looked at her fingernails gloomily, as if she was struggling in her heart. After a while, she quickly regained her energy and said, "Okay, I understand, then Draco, can I call you that? We Let¡¯s talk about something lighter, what kind of girl do you like? I heard that you and Mr. Harry Potter seem to have fallen in love with a Muggle-born Ravenclaw witch at the same time"
Draco rubbed his temples painfully. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He licked his fingernails and seemed to be struggling in his heart. After a while, he quickly regained his energy and said, "Okay, I understand. So Draco, can I call you that? Let's talk about something more relaxed. Topic, what kind of girl do you like? I heard that you and Mr. Harry Potter seem to have fallen in love with a Muggle-born Ravenclaw witch at the same time"
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