Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Chapter 128 Draco’s Invitation

Hermione shook her head and used the color-changing quill to refer to the illustrations in the book to draw her Thestral in a regular manner, "Are you still taking Muggle drawing classes during the holidays?"

"Yes, I don't really like the automatic drawing pens in the wizarding world."

"Maybe I should continue taking other classes in the Muggle world or something..." Hermione muttered.

After the two of them quickly drew the Thestral that Hagrid wanted in the library, they returned to the lounge.

Indra returned to the lounge at the bottom of the lake, put "The Invisible Thestral" in Draco's hand, with her own painting in it, and then sat down to do other homework.

Draco looked at her absentmindedly, because the Thestral was much more troublesome to draw than the Bowtruckle so he ended up finishing it bit by bit himself.

Then Indra took over the finished Thestral and modified the details.

As Hufflepuff won its second Quidditch match against Ravenclaw, Hogwarts entered a blustery month of December.

The surrounding distant mountains were covered with thick snow, and when Indra and Draco went to visit the outskirts of Hogsmeade, they could no longer see the red maples at the bottom of the mountain.

The homework assigned by the teachers came down like snowflakes one after another. Everyone was bitter and resentful and disliked everything.

As Christmas approaches, prefects have more and more work to do.

Why doesn't Hogwarts elect two prefects for every fifth year to share these troubles?

Indra didn't understand.

Senna: "Perhaps the prefect's bathroom is not enough?"

Chucks said he wanted to be Quidditch captain so he could have his own bathroom.

The Christmas decorations in the castle need to be supervised by the prefects, who simply go to work.

But Filch still did not allow anyone to use magic in the corridor, and took out Umbridge's special approval notices and posted them everywhere.

So Indra and Draco had to carry ladders and hang holly garlands and ribbons in various places.

"This squib, he wants to see us unable to use magic to run around for him..." Draco gritted his teeth.

However, perhaps because Indra was still providing Filch with magic stain remover, he did not go out of his way to warn the two of them like he did to other prefects.

In Indra's understanding, this means that it can be used secretly by default, and it has to be.

"We use it secretly." Indra looked around with a calm expression.

"Ah, what did I hear? The bad boy Indra is secretly using magic in the corridor!"

Peeves' voice suddenly appeared above the two of them. He was sitting suspended on the top of the ladder that Draco was supporting, and said with a smile.

"Pi-pi-ghost!" The expression on Indra's face suddenly fell apart, and she said angry and annoyed.

"Be careful, I'll tell Filch." Peeves stuck out his tongue on the ladder and gloated.

Draco narrowed his eyes and said sullenly, "Peeves, if you talk nonsense, I will tell Bloody Baron that you won't be able to go to the death anniversary dinner."

You must know that Bloody Barrow has the absolute right to speak in the ghost, and he cares about the Slytherin team. This team still maintains a winning streak, which makes Bloody Barrow very proud.

Peeves was stunned for a moment, looking trembling with disbelief and anger. He suddenly rushed down, grabbed one end of the ribbon and twisted it around Indra and Draco.

"Disgusting Slytherin! Disgusting Slytherin!"

Peeves screamed and ran away, his shouts still echoing in the corridor and could be heard next door.

Some students wondered in amusement how Slytherin had managed to get Peeves off his guard again.

When Peeves rushed down just now, Draco subconsciously held Indra in his arms, but now it was better, both of them were wrapped up in ribbons.

The two of them sorted through the messy ribbons on their bodies, but they couldn't find their heads.

Their bodies were close to each other, their foreheads, cheeks and arms brushing against each other from time to time. Indra's eyes looked towards the corridor from time to time, worried that someone was coming.

Draco's gray-blue eyes couldn't help but notice Indra's beautiful cheeks and delicate red lips.

Being so close, it was impossible for him not to be tempted.

Draco stared down at Indra, his Adam's apple between the collar of his shirt slid slightly, and his hands arranging the ribbons moved slowly and absentmindedly.

"Are you... coming home for Christmas?" he asked in a low voice. "I've asked my dad and he allowed me to spend this holiday at Hogwarts..."

This is already an invitation.

Indra raised her eyes and glanced at him. In order to cover up her embarrassment and shyness, she lowered her eyes again, her long eyelashes slightly covering her amber eyes.

"I have to ask my grandma first."

"Okay." Draco said silently, he tilted his head slightly, and touched his lips under the end of Indra's eyes, gently as if he had rubbed them accidentally.

Indra's cheeks immediately felt faintly warm, and she whispered, "Let's hang up the ribbons quickly."

The two rearranged the ribbons without saying a word, but their eyes were so sticky that they could have glued the holly wreath to the wall.

Filch's job didn't seem so irritating anymore.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Every morning when Indra wakes up, he can see the deep ice beneath the surface of the Black Lake through the crystal glass in the dormitory.

Some fish were frozen inside.

The fireplace in the Slytherin lounge had long been burning hot. As soon as everyone walked up the underground stairs, they could feel an even more biting chill. The outward handrails of the corridor were also covered with a layer of solid ice.

In such cold and snowy weather, when Indra and her classmates went to herbal medicine class, they had to spend ten minutes removing snow from the greenhouse roof to prevent the shed from collapsing in the middle of the class.

As for the Care of Magical Creatures class, Hagrid thoughtfully prepared salamanders for everyone to keep warm, but the splashing sparks were a bit hot to the touch and caused a few big holes in scarves and robes.

And one time while drinking tea in the hut, a Gryffindor classmate drank out a small bone. He threw it on the ground, and Fang ran over and took it back to his nest.

Hagrid said sheepishly that it was probably his lost toy.

Draco was extremely glad that he never took a sip of the tea from the beginning to the end.

The dome and walls in the auditorium turned into a light blue like ice. I don't know what the purpose was. It was probably to let everyone know how cold it was now.

Because it was too cold, some first- and second-grade students were unwilling to leave the classroom during recess and huddled in a ball without moving.

The most shameless students are the Gryffindor students. The lower-level students in Slytherin are forced to face the cold eyes and expressionless faces of the two prefects before Indra and Draco arrive. Got out of the classroom.

As a result, the corridors were filled with students who were well-dressed, wearing scarves and fire dragon leather gloves as soon as classes arrived.

The first and second grade students were crowded together like little penguins.

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