[Comprehensive] Digging a secret tunnel at Hogwarts

If what you are reading is a pirated version, please go to Jinjiang Literature City to support the genuine version. "How did you get Harry to forgive you?" Al asked in a low voice as he approached Draco.

"I gave him a box of pastries from my mother." Draco frowned.

"Wow," Alda was interested, "How did Harry react?"

Draco was stunned for a moment when he was asked, and he actually recalled it seriously.

"Bohari"

Damn it, Harry and Weasley are always inseparable.

After finally calling Harry in the corridor, Draco was filled with resentment towards the ghost of Weasley.

Harry turned to look at him. It was obvious that he was not calmed down yet. His little head was raised high: "What are you doing?"

"Here you go." Draco awkwardly handed over the box in his hand.

"What is this?" Harry took it in confusion. The box looked valuable, with a delicate satin tie tied with a bow on the box.

When he looked up again, Draco who was standing in front of him had disappeared, and a piece of clothes floated around the corner, which looked like Draco's.

"Malfoys are all crazy," Ron said angrily.

"What happened?" Harry held the pastry box in his hand at a loss, very confused.

"He gave this thing to you and ran away while you were watching. He ran so fast. Those who didn't know it thought Bloody Baron was chasing him."

"Please Ron, Draco won't be afraid of Bloody Barrow, he is from Slytherin House." Harry laughed unconsciously, opened the pastry box, and the first thing that caught his eye was a card. Written in black ink: "Sorry."

So during Potions class today, Harry finally gave Draco a smile and told him: "Your mother's pastries are delicious, thank you."

Draco nodded coldly, the tips of his ears actually turning slightly red.

Al was silent for a few seconds after listening to Draco's memories.

Looking at Draco's blushing look, could it be that Draco is real and started at such a young age?

Feeling that his outlook on life was a bit broken, Al started to make his own magic potion, hypnotizing himself while doing it: You can't have real feelings, you can't have real feelings, cp means that the yy in your head can't be taken seriously.

Snape walked around the Slytherin half and didn't criticize anyone except Vincent and Gregory. He even praised Draco. He really couldn't praise Al without conscience, because Al I was so distracted that the potion that was supposed to be light green turned into a disgusting moldy green.

The Gryffindor half suffered. Snape lost his temper over any mistakes he caught, deducting several points from them. Even Hermione was accused of "splashing too much when putting in the potions ingredients."

Gryffindor dared not speak in anger, but Snape walked up to Harry and looked down at the contents of his cauldron.

The light green liquid is bubbly, a very standard cough medicine.

Compared with the crazily boiling liquid in Ron's crucible next to it, it was like heaven and earth.

He couldn't blame Harry for not helping him, it was just that he was concentrating on making the potion. Encouraged by winning points for Gryffindor in the Potions class last time, Harry was full of confidence in the Potions class. Not only did he preview before class, but he also paid full attention to every word of Snape's lectures during class.

Snape was thinking about finding something wrong to criticize Harry when suddenly he met Harry's expectant eyes again.

His little face was still stained with dust from nowhere, and he didn't even bother to wipe it off. His expression was a bit nervous. Harry blinked unconsciously when he met Snape's deep black eyes.

Snape, who originally wanted to deduct points, said, "Mr. Potter did a great job. Five points for Gryffindor."

With a "bang", one of the Slytherin students dropped the stirring spoon in his hand. He didn't even feel the impact on his foot. His mouth widened with shock on his face; Gryffindor even gasped one after another. Voice.

Harry's nervousness suddenly turned into joy: "Thank you Professor"

Snape walked to the front of the classroom with a cold face and ordered all the young wizards to bottle the potions they had made and hand them over. Harry was so happy that he moved quickly and was the first to hand over the potions.

This time, he got an "o".

After handing in his homework, Al couldn't help but roll his eyes hugely.

If Snape favored Harry in his original world, no matter which Harry Potter fan he told, the other Harry Potter fan would definitely laugh at him loudly: He must have been brainwashed by Harry Potter fans.

But who would have thought that Snape would give Harry an "o" for his homework?

Even Draco only got an "e"

Now that he has calmed down with Draco, Harry's attitude towards Al has finally warmed up. After the potions class ended, the two Slytherins and the two Gryffindors said goodbye intimately. This sight made Snape couldn't help but take a second look.

He didn't realize it when he was reading the book before, but now that he was a first-year wizard, Al finally understood why Harry and Ron in the original books always complained that their classes were too difficult.

Potions, spells, flying, transfiguration, Care of Magical Creatures, herbal medicine, astronomy and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are packed full from Monday to Friday. This is only a compulsory course for the first grade. Once you start taking electives for the third grade, you can imagine how busy you will be.

Al and Draco hurried to the restaurant for dinner, they still had a lot of homework to do. Draco was reluctant to have Vincent and Gregory following them like thugs at all times, and Pansy made him even more irritated, so most of the time, he just acted with Al.

Al is Draco's twin brother and the young master of the Malfoy family, so naturally Vincent and the others can't have any other opinions.

The Slytherin table was always sparsely populated, nearly half as empty as the full Gryffindor table. Draco and Al eat very quickly. The "aristocratic etiquette" that often appears in the fandom is nonsense. Draco, a little bastard who would taunt others casually, didn't follow any "etiquette" at all, and the nobles were talking nonsense. There are no nobles in the wizarding world.

After finishing dinner in a hurry, the twins were about to go back to the Slytherin dormitory to do their homework. Their dormitory was large and had a desk, so they didn't have to go to the lounge to do it. It was too noisy there and suddenly there was a commotion on the Gryffindor side.

Six owls, holding a long package in their mouths, threw it in front of Harry.

Ten minutes later, Draco returned to his dormitory and was so angry that he beat his bed.

"Where have you been?" Draco's attention was pulled away from Harry and he asked unhappily, "I've been looking for you all afternoon."

"You didn't, you were just playing with Harry." Al calmly exposed Draco, "My brother has no time to pay attention to me, so I had to go play with Weasley."

George heard his last name and winked at Al from across the table.

Draco was choked and had nothing to say. He had indeed spent a pleasant afternoon with Harry, but Al was never there, and he thought Al didn't know he was here.

"Eat quickly. Go back to bed after eating. I'm very sleepy." Al said while stuffing food into his mouth while falling asleep. Draco always admired him for chewing constantly and being able to do it next time. He fell asleep on the plate in seconds.

There was a commotion at the table, and Al was eating absentmindedly, noticing that George had added a piece of sugar to Ron's pumpkin juice when he wasn't looking.

Ron was unprepared. He picked up the pumpkin juice and drank it in one go. Aldo wondered if he would accidentally choke on the candy for a second. There was a "crackling" sound, and Ron's red hair seemed to have been electrocuted. Seemingly pointing vertically in all directions, this turn of events shocked Ron. Although he didn't know what happened to him, judging from the cheerful atmosphere on the dining table, he had made a fool of himself again.

Al burst out laughing along with everyone else around him. Except for the professor, everyone had one thought in their mind: Fortunately, it wasn't me who got pranked.

After finally returning to the dormitory, Al fell asleep on the bed, almost falling asleep after a moment until he was woken up by someone.

"Stop it, Draco, let me sleep." Al waved his hand impatiently.

"You haven't showered yet, Al." Draco continued to shake him reluctantly.

"Then clean it up for me, please." After muttering, Al's consciousness became blurry again. Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear the door of the dormitory ringing, and then the room became quiet again.

Something seems wrong. The uneasiness in his subconscious prevented Al from falling into a deep sleep calmly. A voice in his mind whispered to him: Draco was out.

where did he go

Al finally woke up. He slowly sat up from the bed and lit his wand. Sure enough, Draco was not in the room and had gone somewhere.

Al held his forehead and recalled that on Christmas night, Harry used the invisibility cloak given by his father to go on a night trip. As a result, he found the Mirror of Erised, which can reflect the deepest desires in people's hearts. Draco was not involved in this plot, so where did Draco go at this point?

While thinking that his eyelids were still fighting and about to stick together, Al shook his head hard, slapped himself twice, and finally woke up.

He casually put on a robe, and while mentally complaining about Draco's careless child, he slowed down and left the Slytherin cellar.

The light of the wand was kept low by Al. Without George and Fred, he might encounter Filch. As he walked along, Al looked for the tall armor described in the original book in various corridors. It was too difficult to find. There were a lot of armors in Hogwarts. And if Al hadn't been so impressed by the plot of the Mirror of Erised, he wouldn't have been able to remember what was at the door of that room.