[Comprehensive] Digging a secret tunnel at Hogwarts

Al didn't expect Draco, an eleven-year-old kid, to understand that feelings were mutual. However, unexpectedly, within two days, Harry actually softened his attitude towards Draco.

At this time, there was a Potions class, Draco and Al were sitting at a table next to Harry. Harry's daisy roots were cut some by Ron, so he naturally asked Draco: "Draco Ke, do you have any daisy roots left? Can you give me some?"

Draco glanced at the chopped daisy roots of different sizes in Ron's hand, silently and carefully cut his extra root and handed it to Harry.

This is surprising.

"How did you get Harry to forgive you?" Al leaned closer to Draco and asked softly.

"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 were 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, obviously still upset, his little head 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, the Draco who was standing in front of him had disappeared. A piece of clothes floated around the corner, and it 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 and opened the pastry box. 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.

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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.