HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 107: Conflicts Continue

After the Slytherin banquet that night, everyone's eyes on Gloria changed.

Draco now clearly realized that Lori treated wizards of different bloodlines equally from the bottom of her heart, and her views on Muggles and wizards were not much different from those of pure-blood families, except that she did not have the radical idea of ​​starting a war.

But a shocking plan is brewing.

Later, I vaguely heard the comments from other families that the heir of Slytherin would definitely achieve great things in the wizarding world in the future.

The vacation is over and the necklace that was sent anonymously has been inspected and there is nothing wrong with it.

The weather in January was still cold and damp, and Hagrid was very considerate. He built a bonfire for this class. The Slytherin and Gryffindor students looked at the jumping flames with longing eyes, wanting to get closer.

The sharp-eyed students saw something jumping around in the fire.

"Hagrid, what's that?" asked the girl with two braids. "There's something in there."

Hagrid's beard seemed to be even thicker. When he laughed, his mouth could not be seen clearly. Only the beard on his lips moved. "Those are salamanders. They live in the flames and feed on flames. The main content of your class is to keep the flames burning."

Everyone was very happy, and they couldn't let the bonfire go out even for the salamander.

"Okay, let's go find some firewood." Hagrid waved his hand. "Don't take the firewood stored in my house - there are vicious dogs guarding it."

Everyone knew that he liked to raise ferocious animals, and some students believed it.

Draco sneered. The so-called beast was probably the dog. It looked mighty and ferocious, but was actually as timid as a mouse. When the first years encountered danger in the Forbidden Forest, the dog ran faster than him.

Everyone spread out to look for it. Fortunately, the forbidden forest was not short of dry branches and leaves, so they could easily bring back a handful.

The originally pure white salamander in the campfire turned a bright red color as time went by.

Gloria felt the temperature of the flames. Crabbe and Goyle sat by the fire for a while. She felt that her front was no longer cold, but her back was chilled by the cold wind. She simply turned around and faced away from the campfire.

In my ear, Draco was praising the magical effect of the new school uniform. Not only was it not cold in the wind, but it also did not feel hot when it was so close to the flames.

Gloria noticed that Harry and Ron were together, while Hermione was standing alone with her head down, wondering what she was thinking. The three of them had been on good terms before leaving for the holidays.

Hermione was staring at the campfire in a daze.

"What's wrong? Weren't you guys fine last time?"

Hermione looked up and saw Gloria, looking at her. "Crookshanks is catching Ron's mice again during the Christmas holidays. Buying ten mice tonics won't help."

"Well..." Gloria didn't know how to give any advice. It was a cat-and-mouse game.

"And Harry..." Hermione lowered her head, "He received an anonymous gift for Christmas, which was a Firebolt broom. Harry and the others were very happy, but I was afraid that it was cursed, so I told Professor McGonagall, and the broom was taken away. Harry was angry with me."

Gloria tilted her head and said, "You did nothing wrong. You do need to be careful. I actually received an anonymous gift for Christmas."

Hermione gasped, "Really?"

She spoke a little louder unconsciously, but luckily the students around her were talking and didn't notice her.

"Yes, it's a gemstone necklace that can resist complex evil spells." Gloria said, "Draco's father sent it to his friend for inspection, and he took it back before the end of the holiday. There is nothing wrong with it. There is nothing wrong with this cautious approach."

At this time, Hagrid asked in a gruff voice: "As long as the flames are not extinguished, the salamanders can live forever. Does anyone know how long a salamander can live without the flames?"

Since teaching the swollennecks course to students, Hagrid has become more confident in his class.

Hermione couldn't help raising her hand, and Hagrid happily called her name, "Hermione, you tell me."

"A salamander can survive up to six hours away from flames and fed pepper regularly."

Hagrid's black eyes sparkled, "Right. If you encounter a salamander that has left the flames in the future, you will know what to do."

The students responded perfunctorily, saying they just wanted to concentrate on warming themselves by the fire; some would use branches to poke at the salamanders inside.

Hermione came close to Gloria and asked what she wanted to ask just now, "Who do you think will send the gift?"

She suspected the fugitive. After all, the vicious Sirius had always wanted to hurt Harry. Even if she didn't like brooms and didn't know much about brooms, she knew that there were few boys in the entire wizarding world who could resist the charm of the Firebolt. Besides, Harry was a Quidditch player.

What a despicable and effective means of persecution!

"Probably my uncle Sirius." Gloria said lightly.

"I think so too!" Hermione said, "I don't regret telling Professor McGonagall. Even if it wasn't sent by Sirius, it should have been checked carefully."

"You meant well, Harry will understand." Gloria noticed that Harry looked over here from time to time, "But that's a Firebolt. You must feel uncomfortable if you can't use it."

"I don't care about them." Hermione picked up a leaf from the ground and threw it into the fire angrily.

Gloria chuckled, "It would be hard for them to go on adventures without you. The information you found was the most crucial in the locked room incident last year."

"So what? There won't be such adventures this year." Hermione said sullenly, "But recently Harry has been going to see Professor Lupin whenever he has time to learn the Patronus Charm. He hasn't slacked off during the holidays and won't say he wants to find Sirius again. It's just that he doesn't look very well when he comes back. It seems that the spell is really difficult."

"Of course it's difficult. It's one of the oldest and most powerful defensive spells. Many wizards only start learning this spell when they become adults." Gloria looked at her and said, "Harry is not the only one with a bad face. You're the same. If you have too many elective courses, you can drop two or three of them, or take more time to rest. But if you do this for a long time, you will get confused about the concept of time and can't tell whether you are in the past or the present."

"Let me think about it..." There have been too many things going on lately and Hermione has been feeling very tense. She is really a little overwhelmed.

Gloria raised her hand and tried to get closer to the fire. Hermione noticed the bracelet on her snow-white wrist. The fine golden thread was embellished with more than a dozen gems of various colors, each of which was dazzling. "What a beautiful bracelet," she praised sincerely.

Gloria smiled and touched the bracelet. "It's a Christmas gift from Draco. It's cast with a complicated spell. When he's close, the gem will sparkle. When he's far away, the color will become lighter and lighter. When he's farthest away, it will become transparent."

I still remember when Draco opened this gift, he said that now that she was by his side, the world was colorful.

"Honestly, even though I hate Malfoy, I can see that he really loves you." Hermione emphasized, "Of course I still hate him."

"I know—" Gloria nodded, "You hate each other."