Glory To Slytherin

On Christmas Day, Ulysses was in a good mood.

Anderson sent him a music box in the shape of a fire dragon from the family. Ulysses pondered for a while and waited to open it when he returned to the dormitory.

Sure enough, there were a few beautiful girls who were barely visible dancing, their voices turned softly. But if it were to be taken apart in the auditorium, Ulysses probably should consider returning to Boothbarton immediately.

What surprised Ulysses was that the three little girls who were traveling on the train even remembered to give him gifts, so he had to take out something temporarily in return.

Hermione gave him a luxurious eagle brush, Ginny gave some syrup toffee, and Luna gave him a gorgeous green Christmas hat.

At the top of the hat is a Christmas tree wrapped in ribbons of colored lights, which emits wisps of smoke from time to time, and a shining star hangs on it.

Ulysses glanced at the top hat and decided to keep it in the closet indefinitely, at least he personally didn't want to wear it.

The party was relaxed and happy, and the students who stayed in the castle enjoyed themselves, forgetting the threat of the basilisk at this moment.

Dumbledore led everyone to sing the school song, and the voice of the hunting ground guard Hagrid was exceptionally loud. However, after singing, he left early, apparently returning to the Forbidden Forest.

Draco was wearing a silver peaked hat, looking critically at the decorations in the auditorium, and arguing about the food on the table.

Pansy nodded in agreement beside him, while Gore and Crabbe gobbled their heads down and didn't hear what he was talking about.

People left the venue one after another on the way to the party. When it was over, there were very few people in the auditorium.

Ulysses ran into Tracy on the way back to the common room. She did not go back to the family for Christmas with Big Brother Anderson, but stayed at school instead.

"Hey, Ulysses."

"Merry Christmas, Tracy."

Ulysses smiled and nodded, "Why didn't you go back with Anderson?"

"It's too boring at home, but school is fun."

Tracy shrugged, "If I go back, they will definitely keep me in the house like protecting animals. It feels too bad. What about your other two roommates?"

"Gerard is home..."

Ulysses spoke casually, and suddenly he gave a tone of voice, gave Tracy a slightly deep look, and then said, "Cook Traverse, I haven't seen him since Halloween."

"It's really mysterious."

Tracey stuck his tongue out, "I'm very curious about him. He is in the fourth grade, but most of the Slytherins in the same grade can't remember him, and even the roommates who see him are very few...you Say, did he come to Hogwarts to study?"

"Who knows."

Ulysses said lightly that he had no habit of talking about others behind his back.

Seeing Ulysses indifferent, Tracey gritted her teeth secretly, but saw Gryffindor's prefect Parcy Weasley approaching, his face was not pretty, so she didn't go on.

Percy saw the two of them, didn't say anything, snorted and passed Ulysses.

Not long after Percy walked away, Tracy sneered and said: "The Weasleys are really favored by Dumbledore, and people of this kind of family can also be prefects."

Ulysses raised his brow lightly and asked softly: "Why do you have such a deep prejudice against their family?"

"They are traitors to the pure-blood family."

Tracey said with a sneer, "Generations have been Gryffindor, and the wizards of Muggle origin...They are ashamed of their blood."

Ulysses shook his head slightly. In his opinion, the pure-blood family's ideas are extremely stubborn.

But he did not say anything to refute, and it is not so easy to reverse the concept.

Back in the Slytherin cellar, Tracey shouted "Pure Blood" to the stone wall, and the stone door hidden in the stone wall slowly opened.

Under the exquisitely carved mantelpiece, there was a crackling fire, reflecting the figures of a few Slytherin students sitting on the surrounding carved chairs.

Draco and his two attendants were sitting in a corner away from the fire, holding something that looked like a newspaper clipping in their hands, with mockery on their faces.

Gore and Crabbe looked at the clippings, their expressions a little stiff. Draco saw Ulysses and Tracey coming in and waved at them with a smile.

Ulysses stunned for a moment, and suddenly showed an interesting smile, and walked towards them. Tracy greeted Draco and went straight back to the dormitory.

Seeing Ulysses approaching, Gore and Crabbe exchanged glances, and found that each other was a little nervous, and their bodies tightened unconsciously.

"It's just right, Ulysses, to show you something interesting."

Draco smiled and passed the clippings to Ulysses.

Ulysses took a look. It was cut from the "Daily Prophet" under the heading "Investigation by the Ministry of Magic" and it said Arthur Weasley, director of the Office of Prohibition of Muggle Abuse, today Was fined fifty gallons for casting magic on a Muggle car.

"Guardian steals, isn't it?"

Draco sneered, "Fifty gallons... I don't know if they can get it out of their poor vault."

Ron's face-Crabbe's face to be precise-twisted angrily.

Draco didn't see it, he was talking with Ulysses:

"Arthur Weasley likes Muggles so much. You should fold his wand into two pieces and let him join the Muggle ranks. Look at the virtues of the Weasley family, you really can’t see that they are pure-blood wizards. If it wasn't because it wasn't worth it, my dad would have figured out a way to get him out of the Ministry of Magic."

"It seems that Mr. Malfoy has a lot of energy."

Ulysses leaned back in the chair with a smile on his mouth, and glanced at Harry seemingly unintentionally, and Harry felt a panic in his heart.

In fact, the Malfoy family can be said to be the most beautiful pure-blood family.

Draco raised his head proudly, and then said thoughtfully:

"You know, the Daily Prophet hasn't reported the attacks and the big snake. I guess Dumbledore wanted to cover up everything. If the development is not stopped immediately, he will be fired. My father always It means that having Dumbledore as the principal is the worst thing that has happened to this school. He likes Muggles. A decent principal would never let an idiot like Crevey into the school."

Draco pretended to start taking pictures with a camera, realistically imitating Colin Crevy:

"Potter, can I take a picture of you? Potter, can I get your autograph? Can I lick your shoes? Please, Potter."

After speaking, he laughed contentedly.

None of the other three people laughed.

Draco dropped his hand and looked suspiciously at Harry and Ron:

"What's the matter with you two? Laugh, smile at me."

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