[Comprehensive] Digging a secret tunnel at Hogwarts

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Unlike in the original work, Pansy was originally a fan of Draco, but now she seems to be more interested in Al.

Compared to Draco, Al looks more approachable, which is a fact recognized by everyone. Draco's gray eyes made him look a little unapproachable, and his chin was too pointed and his face was too small. His blue-eyed brother, who had no facial features and relatively soft contours, was more gentle.

Draco didn't care about any of this. Instead, he enjoyed hearing compliments about Al's looks.

This time, in order to prevent Pansy from picking him out from every corner of the room, Al simply flew to the magic ivy planted in the yard on his broom and sat down on the tallest vine. This plant can grow to more than twenty meters tall, with thick and strong vines. Pansy didn't dare ride a broom yet, so she could only stand on the ground and look at Al's leather soles in anger.

"Draco why don't you call your brother down?" she asked, stamping her foot.

"He can go wherever he wants. How can I control it." Draco put his little hand on his eyebrows and looked up at his brother, looking a little silly. If Pansy hadn't been scolded by her mother if they left her here alone, he would have followed them up.

Gregory Goyle stood next to Draco and said even more stupidly: "Alco is so awesome, I don't dare to fly so high on a broomstick."

Draco raised his chin at Gregory haughtily.

"Of course, that's my brother."

Vincent Crabbe didn't care about this. He stuffed his mouth with the twenty-fourth cookie in half an hour after arriving at Malfoy Manor.

"Hey Vincent, don't eat it." Draco grabbed the plate from his hand. It was baked by Narcissa herself, "Al hasn't tasted any of it yet."

At first Draco would only call the two of them "Crabbe and Goyle" arrogantly. Their two fathers were subordinates of Lucius, so Draco felt that they were just servants.

Al also corrected him for a long time, saying that two young wizards of the same age should not just call them by their last names. After all, they are considered close, right?

Draco just felt that Al was really annoying and took too much care, and he wished he could be more nagging than his mother.

Fortunately, Draco was quite obedient.

Al stayed firmly on the ivy until the backs of the three children disappeared outside the gate of Malfoy Manor. Pansy couldn't see Al's face until he left, he was crying.

After her voice was completely out of hearing, Al quickly climbed down from the ivy and took away the cookie that Draco had rescued from Vincent: "Brother is so kind, don't tell father that I climbed a tree today."

"I'm going to tell you right away" Draco threatened.

Al didn't take Draco's threats seriously at all.

After all, ever since Draco was sensible, he has been teaching Draco openly and covertly, snitching behind his back, putting on others' shoes, and shooting cold arrows. These are all things that a shameless person would do.

He really taught Draco well, at least he never told Narcissa and Lucius about Dobby, the elf who often made mistakes and always looked for Al to protect him.

And Draco couldn't possibly not know. He said more than once, "Sooner or later I have to chop that idiot into pieces and feed it to the goblins, then he will at least have some charity value."

Chopping up Dobby and feeding it to the goblins wouldn't be charity, please.

Al ran to the library briskly. He had finished reading the wizard's beginner's guide to pranks in his hand, and now he couldn't wait to find the intermediate or advanced level to read.

As for why there is such a thing in the Malfoy family's library, it is really unknown. Maybe some ancestor loves strange things.

Al skillfully spoke the password to the library. Everyone in the family has a different password to enter the library, which means that the books they can take have different permissions. The Malfoy family has a lot of dark magic stuff, accounting for half of all the books, but even though Lucius is a complete and utter Death Eaters, he didn't want his sons to be exposed to dark magic at such a young age and accidentally lose their lives.

Al was so eager that he didn't notice anything was wrong in the library today. When he realized something was wrong belatedly, the book in his hand was suddenly taken away.

Al turned around sharply.

Lucius.

Oops.

If Lucius found him reading the Wizard's Beginner's Guide to Pranks, he might as well just expel himself from his ancestral home and join him at the bottom of the troll family.

"Alris."

Al lowered his head and swallowed.

Will he hit me with a scepter? Will he use family magic?

"Why is my son, Alriss Malfoy, interested in playing pranks?"

"I" Al opened his mouth and found that he couldn't say anything.