Hogwarts Asylum

Hogwarts, library.

After dinner, Harry and others went back to the library to work on their homework.

At this time, no one was sitting where Draco was originally sitting. Harry and others were all guessing whether Draco was dating someone, because he seemed absent-minded all afternoon and simply disappeared after dinner. Coming to the library felt like Percy when he first started dating a girl from Ravenclaw.

"Harry, do you think Malfoy has hooked up with that Ravenclaw from the second year?" Ron was a little irritated by his homework. He felt that if he didn't say something, he might go crazy.

"Don't talk nonsense, Ron." Harry said in a low voice. He guessed that Ron started to feel itchy when he saw that the feather duster that was a hundred times stricter than Mrs. Pince had returned to Mrs. Pince's hand.

"I really think it's possible. If you think about it, the girls in Ravenclaw are very fond of knowledge. Although Malfoy is average-looking, at least he's not as good as me." Ron boasted, "But his brain is really good. .”

"Who knows, maybe it's a Hufflepuff girl." Harry was also tortured by his homework, so he simply discussed it with Ron in a low voice.

"You two, stop whispering." Hermione, who was reading a Transfiguration material, reminded her. She didn't hear clearly what Harry and Ron were saying. "If Mrs. Pince finds out, you will be kicked out." .”

"It's a good time to be kicked out. I really don't want to write these stinky and long homework anymore." Ron simply threw the quill on the table, leaned back on the chair and looked at the ceiling of the library.

Simo, who was immersed in his homework, raised his head when he heard the noise. His eyes were a little confused, but he quickly recovered. He asked curiously in a low voice: "What are you talking about?"

"We..." Harry was just about to explain when he suddenly heard a cold voice coming from behind him.

"You guys, get out!"

Along with Mrs. Pince's voice, a feather duster fell on Seamus' head.

Although the feather duster was not as powerful as when it was floating in the air on its own when it was in Mrs. Pince's hand, Seamus still screamed in pain and hugged his head.

"Mrs. Pince... we..." Hermione wanted to explain, but Mrs. Pince didn't give her the chance.

"I count to three. If you don't leave the library, you will be detained in the library! Three!"

Not far away, several drowsy senior students cheered up and looked at Harry's table with gloating eyes when they saw the excitement.

"We're leaving right away." Harry was the fastest to pack up his things.

Finally, when Mrs. Pince counted down to one, Harry, Ron, Seamus, and Hermione all packed up their things and ran out of the library.

Outside the library, Seamus covered his head and complained: "I obviously only said one sentence, why did you only hit me?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and laughed.

Hermione rolled her eyes and said sharply: "Still laughing, if you don't finish your homework, the professors will put you in solitary confinement until Christmas vacation."

"Did we forget something?" Seamus looked around and suddenly remembered, "Neville! Why didn't Neville come out?"

In the library, Neville was lying on the table sleeping soundly, when suddenly a feather duster fell on his head.

"Ouch!" Neville yelled and woke up from his dream. He dreamed that he was hit in the head by Snape with a huge wand.

"If you want to sleep, go back to the dormitory!" Mrs. Pince glared at Neville.

Neville looked around sleepily and found that Harry and the others were gone. He immediately became energetic. He quickly picked up his textbook and walked outside.

At the entrance of the library, when Neville came out, Harry and others were thinking about whether to go in and call Neville. When Neville saw Harry and the others still at the door, he immediately complained: "Why didn't you call me when you wanted to leave? I Got beaten! Didn’t Mrs. Pingsi never care about sleeping before?"

"Sorry, Neville." Harry and Ron said in unison.

Neville rubbed his eyes and said nothing more, accepting the apology.

"Shall we go back to the dormitory?" Looking at the big clock on the clock tower outside the window, it was only early seven o'clock and it was still early before the curfew. Simo was a little idle.

"I don't care, it's fine." Ron shrugged.

"Me too." Neville yawned.

The three looked at Hermione and Harry.

"I'll find an empty classroom to study for myself. You can have fun by yourselves." Hermione snorted at the unrepentant boys and left with her books in her arms.

Harry looked around, and when he glanced towards the library, he seemed to see two red lights in the shadows in the corner, and he shuddered for no reason.

"Harry?" Ron waved his hand in front of Harry's eyes.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Harry glanced at that corner again, but the two red lights had disappeared, as if he was just dazzled just now.

"We are discussing whether we should go back to the dormitory now, what do you think?" Seamus repeated.

"I..." Harry thought for a while. If he returned to the dormitory so early and was seen by Wood, he would probably be taken away for special training. Although Harry really wanted to win tomorrow's game, he would be too tired from the special training tonight. , it would be too unfair if you lose due to lack of energy tomorrow.

Ron and Seamus both laughed when Harry expressed his thoughts.

"You have thought of it, and Wood must have thought of it too. Let's go back to the dormitory. Maybe we can bump into Malfoy who is dating Qiu Zhang on the road." Ron said seriously.

"What?! Draco is dating Cho Chang?!" Seamus was stunned, "Is this what you were discussing just now?"

After the four Harrys left talking and laughing, a strange hissing sounded in the dark corner of the library, and then disappeared.

In the dormitory, Draco, who didn't know that he had been choreographed to a love scene, was lying on the bed, resting his hands on his head and looking at the top of the bed in a daze.

The reason why he didn't go to the library after dinner was because when he went to the school hospital, he learned from Madam Pomfrey that Mr. O'Loughlin had gone to the banquet.

Although in the afternoon, Teacher Eurolin said that he would not trouble his father, it still made Draco a little uneasy, so he thought that he could not read anymore, so Draco simply went back to the dormitory and wanted to He wanted to take a nap, but he had been lying there for more than half an hour and still hadn't fallen asleep.

Just when Draco was considering whether to cast the No. [-] curse on himself to fall into a dream, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Come in." Draco shouted, but did not get up because he felt that the people outside the door were coming to see Potter and the others. If it was Potter and the others, they probably wouldn't knock on the door.

As for whether he was looking for him, Draco hadn't thought about it, because until now, except for the people in the dormitory, he didn't know many other Gryffindors, or in other words, compared to Gryffindors, he didn't know many other Gryffindors. There are more Slytherins, after all, many of them were childhood playmates.

"Squeak-" The bedroom door was opened, and an excited female voice came.

"Professor Petrova, this is Malfoy's dormitory."

"Oh, thank you, Alicia, you are so kind." Catherine held Alicia Spinnet in her arms, and there was a scream around her. It was a group of Granny hiding at the end of the corridor. Fendo girls.

"Then...that..." Aaliyah blushed and didn't know what to say, but Catherine had already walked into the dormitory.

When the dizzy Arya returned to the sofa in the common room, Wood closed "How to Be a Good Quidditch Captain", looked at Arya and asked: "You were provoked? Why is your face so red?" ?”

Aaliya glared at Wood, and then said in a nymphomaniacal manner: "Professor Petrova just hugged me, hehe."

"Does Professor Petrova have any magic power? What makes you girls so obsessed with it." As he said that, Wood looked towards the direction of the first-year dormitory, where a group of girls were leaning against the wall and poking their heads.

"Don't you think she's very pretty?" Alia gestured, "And, Professor Petrova, haven't you thought of anything about this name yet?"

"What?" Wood was a little confused.

"You deserve to be the Quidditch captain, Wood, really." Aria rolled her eyes, "Petrova Bokov, have you heard of this name?"

After Aaliya finished speaking, Wood's eyes widened immediately: "Of course I've heard of it! You mean?"

Wood pointed in the direction of the first-year dormitory.

"I went to the school hospital and eavesdropped on the conversation between Professor Olorin and Professor Petrova. Professor Petrova's father's surname is Bokov." Alia whispered mysteriously.

"You mean, Professor Petrova's father is the Quidditch player who invented the Pokovic trick?!" Wood was a little surprised.

"The creator of Bokov's seduction technique was a female pursuer!" Alya corrected.

"I remember that in the Soviet Union, only men were named Bokov..." Wood muttered.

"That's because Professor Petrova's mother was dating Mr. Bolkov at the time." Alia said, "Professor Petrova said it, I asked just now."

"Then why are you so excited?"

"You know the Sorting Hat." Alia held her face in her hands, looking very nymphomaniacal, "Professor Petrova has a temperament that makes people unable to keep their legs apart."

"It's a pity the professor is a woman," Wood joked.

Aaliya looked at Wood, looked at him from feet to head, and finally her eyes were fixed on Wood's face, with more pity in her eyes. She said nothing, but seemed to have said everything.

Wood felt as if he had been humiliated, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only sit there and sulk.

In the first-year boys' dormitory, when Draco saw Professor Petrova coming in, he quickly got out of bed, because Professor Petrova was invited by Teacher Orolin, so she should have the respect she deserves.

At this time, Draco was standing by the bed with some restraint. When Catherine came to Draco, she did not immediately ask where the little eagle owl was. Instead, she stretched out her hand and made a gesture on her belly button and looked at it. Look at the color of Draco's bed tent.

Draco looked at Professor Petrova's movements that seemed to be measuring his height, and he was a little confused.

Catherine made some gestures. Although the bed curtain was not pink, Draco's height was indeed about the same as the armor. She nodded with satisfaction and asked: "Draco, have you seen that little one in your home?" Eagle owl?”

"Little Eagle?" Draco was even more confused, "What happened to it?"

"Your teacher gave me a task, which is to find the little eagle owl." Catherine explained, not thinking that Draco didn't need to know too much just because he was young.

Knowing that it was Teacher Eurolin who told him, Draco quickly replied: "When I received the letter from my father in the morning, I saw the little eagle. After it ate something, it flew away. Didn't it go home? "

"No." Catherine frowned. If the owl is not here with Draco, where will it go?It’s so nerve-wracking.

Seeing that the important task could not be completed, Catherine was a little depressed.

Draco looked at Professor Petrova with a troubled look. Although he didn't know what Teacher Olorin wanted to do with Xiaodiao, it seemed important.

So he thought for a while and said, "Professor Petrova, the little eagle may also go to the public owl shed. I have taken it to play there before."

Hearing this, Catherine's eyes lit up: "Really? Great! Where is the owl loft?"

Draco knew that Professor Petrova had just arrived at Hogwarts and was not familiar with the castle, so he immediately said: "I will take you there."

With that said, Draco put on a school uniform over his pajamas and took Professor Petrova out of the dormitory.

Outside the dormitory, as soon as Draco walked out, he was startled by the crowded passage outside the door. He saw a large group of senior girls standing in the passage. Although the light in the passage was relatively average, the eyes of those senior girls were shining. Shine.

As soon as Professor Petrova walked out of the dormitory, whoever started it suddenly burst into screams from the senior girls.

In the common room, after the four Harrys came back, they were a little dumbfounded when they saw that the corridor leading to their dormitory was blocked by senior girls.

The four of them stood on tiptoe and looked into the corridor with curious faces. However, compared with the senior girls, they were too short to see what was going on.

After everyone reluctantly returned to the sofa area, Seamus rubbed his chin and said: "The last time I saw this scene, it was outside the Muggle theater. At that time, there were many people blocking the door just to see those celebrities. "

"What's so good about celebrities?" Ron said disdainfully, but his mother often crowded outside Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore in Diagon Alley with a bunch of people just to see a famous author.

"Is there a famous person in school?" Neville put the book on the table beside him.

Harry looked around and saw Wood sitting with the team's suitor Alia Spinnet, and hurried over, regardless of whether Wood would take him to special training.

"Wood, what's wrong with them?"

"Oh, it's Harry, you're back." Wood heard Harry's voice and turned his head, "Don't worry about them, they are looking at Professor Petrova. Come on, I just thought of a very good trick."