The final exam results came out, which means that this semester is really over.

In the Slytherin lounge, the fireplace by the wall has stopped working for a long time because the summer vacation is coming and the weather is getting hot. Crabbe and Goyle are grapplingly complimenting Malfoy, because his result is the first in the year, but obviously he is not useful.

　　 "Crabbe, Goyle, okay, you can stop." Malfoy sank his hands and made a stop gesture. "Such an exam doesn\'t make any sense at all, and you don\'t have to spend time complimenting me." He paused, then looked at Gore and said, "Your grade should be released by Mr. Dean, not next time. Good luck."

　　Gall can only be called Nono, of course, the genius knows if he can understand Malfoy\'s meaning.

　　 "What\'s the use of the first, the Academy Cup is not gone yet." Pansy said strangely next to him, apparently still thinking about the lost Academy Cup.

　　 "Uh, look at it. Even if I can add 20 points at first, Dumbledore can find another way to add more to others." Malfoy exhorted.

　　 "Cunning old man."

　　 "Okay, don\'t worry about these things anymore, you should plan now how to enjoy the upcoming vacation." Malfoy chose to change the subject.

　　 "Isn\'t this something you should consider?" Pansy asked with a surprised expression.

"It\'s over." Malfoy felt like he was looking for the wrong topic, but could only say: "Uh... I need to do a lot of practical work this holiday, whether it\'s magic or life." He shrugged and continued: "You know, my father is always strict with me. I don\'t want to sponsor some brooms to the team next school year. Maybe I should go to work this holiday to prove something, don\'t I? These are of course his Crap, but it sounds reasonable.

　　 "Can\'t we see each other for the whole holiday?" Pansy was a little shaken, but asked.

　　 "Of course not, adults have rest time, not to mention my child labor?" Malfoy shook his head decisively, but he thought: "But I don\'t necessarily give myself a holiday."

　　 "Well, then." Pansy nodded reluctantly. "Remember to bring me a gift." She whispered.

　　 "Of course." Malfoy readily agreed.

　　The next day, the students all boarded the train back home, their luggage has been packed properly, and a notice was sent to each student to warn them not to use magic during the holidays. Malfoy sat in an ordinary car with others. A great man of the previous life said: "We come from the masses, and we have to return to the masses." And for himself, he doesn\'t really like loneliness. On the way home, it is better to be lively.

　　The three people in the Iron Triangle are in a few places not far from them. "You must come to our house to play this summer," Ron said. "Both of you come-I will send owls to invite you."

　　 "Thank you," Harry said, "I really need to have a look."

　　 "Your relatives in that family are too much." Ron looked a little bit uneasy.

　　 "Actually, I\'m used to it, and I might have a good time this holiday, right?" Harry said.

　　 "Why, have they turned?" Ron asked.

　　 "I really think that the logic of our Muggle society is very suitable for you, Ron." Hermione, who had not spoken, spoke. "Harry, you must have told them that students cannot use magic outside of school?"

　　 "So your cousin would not dare to bully you, this is a brilliant idea." Ron cheered. Then he turned to Hermione and said, "Please relax, our college is first." At this time, he saw Hermione holding a magazine in his hand-"Transfiguration Today". "I really can\'t imagine that you are studying on your way home. What about the hair on the snuff box? Anyway, someone who becomes perfect is not their college cup, right? Harry." He. He turned his head to Harry again.

　　 "Ron, whisper." Harry whispered.

　　 Hermione closed the book and looked up at Ron: "The Academy Cup is a collective honor, and I will not give up if the individual can win. We can add so many points, also with the help of others."

"Okay, the principal, Professor McGonagall, and even the nasty old bat. They all helped us, but they are all principals and teachers. They can’t add points to their colleges. Letrin helped us, haha." Ron consciously told a joke and laughed first.

　　 Hermione\'s eyes dimmed, ignoring Ron, and continued to look down and start reading.

　　 "Oh, Ron, sometimes I have to say, you can have as few words as possible." Harry reminded.

　　 "I think so." Ron covered his mouth, feeling as if he had said something wrong, but he didn\'t know what was wrong.

　　 As Malfoy played cards with Pansy and his friends (followers?) to spend an empty journey. But it doesn\'t seem very interesting. After all, the games that have been winning should not be fun to play. If you gamble, Crabbe and Gower should now have lost their underwear.

　　 "I understand why you have been away from them, and it\'s really boring." Pansy said while hitting a heart of K, apparently ignoring the two followers.

　　 "I think we can change a game." Malfoy snapped his fingers, and then the cards on the table disappeared, replaced by a pile of small cubes made of unknown materials.

　　 "What is this?" Pansy asked.

　　 "A game from the mysterious kingdom of the East, I think this rule should be relatively simple." Malfoy said, as for what game this is, everyone should be able to guess.

"Oriental again, you seem to really like the culture over there, even those stories that were originally told are over there, and now such a game has changed." Pansy\'s tone was a little sour, Malfoy She was keenly aware of the difference in her tone.

　　 The following words made him realize that someone was jealous again.

"So are you interested in Ravenclaw because she is an Oriental? Was the hero\'s rescue of the last time planned long ago? I know that you two will definitely have a common language." Pan West continued.

　　 Malfoy can only sigh: "Don\'t underestimate women\'s ability to associate." Helplessly continued: "Now let\'s pass the time first, the rule is..."

I have to say that this game has his longevity in TC. For a short time, even Crabbe and Gower have fun, and Pansy’s focus is no longer on jealousy, but on the transfer. To dozens of small long squares.

　　 "Your game is not fun at all." After losing a few hands, Pansy bulged his cheeks.

　　 "They keep losing, you say it\'s boring, they\'re lucky, you think it\'s not fun again." Malfoy felt a headache.

　　 "So you must help me in the next game." Pansy threatened fiercely.

　　 So soon the scene on the table became a one-sided slaughter.

　　 "I won again!" Pansy excitedly pushed down the cards in front of him, but suddenly found that they suddenly disappeared.

"Dear Pansy, although it may have disturbed your interest, but I want to say, we have arrived." Malfoy clapped his hands, and turned several people\'s attention to him. The train has stopped.

　　 "Okay." Pan Xi pouted, reluctantly accepting this reality, apparently she hadn\'t recovered from the poker on the table.

　　 "Okay, next time I meet you, I will bring you something more fun." Malfoy said, rubbing Pancy\'s head.

　　 "Let go." Pansy hurriedly opened his hand, and his face was red, and it seemed a little embarrassed. The intimate movements were usually done when there were no people around, which made her somewhat uncomfortable.

　　 Then Malfoy helped Pansy out of the car with his luggage. Although he didn\'t say anything, but through Pansy\'s eyes, he still knew that the girl was reluctant to him. "But I\'m really busy this holiday." Malfoy was actually tangled. "Forget it, go step by step." He said to himself.

After getting off the bus, Malfoy saw the Lucius couple on the platform, and the two of them were also waving to Malfoy, so Malfoy walked towards them in a stride~www.novelhall.com~Pansi, one year I see you have grown a lot. Narcissa\'s focus was clearly on the girl beside Malfoy. "How, little Draco did not bully you at school?" If he bullied you, tell me, I will help you clean him up. "Nasisha is very keen to lead his son. As for Pansy, she is also very satisfied. She is pure-blooded, has friendship with her parents, and looks very obedient, doesn\'t she?"

　　 "He is very kind to me." Pansy said with his head down and blushing.

　　 "Of course, gentlemen are inherited." Lucius added beside.

　　 "How about, would you like to come to our house as a guest first, little Pansy?" Narcissa sent out her invitation.

　　 "No, thank you for your invitation, but my father is here to pick me up." Pansy shook his head, pointing to Hector who was still looking on the other side.

"Then I won\'t force it anyway. There should be enough time for the summer vacation." Narcissa didn\'t insist, and then said: "Go ahead, don\'t make your father wait, he\'ll be afraid to think about his own Who was the daughter abducted?" Narcissa teased her.

　　 Then Hector and Lucius met again, and after the polite greeting, they took their children back to their homes.

There was another twisting feeling that made people turn upside down. The Malfoy family walked out of the fireplace, looking at the familiar layout of the home, and the gorgeous carpet under their feet. Malfoy knew that he was home, which also meant his vacation plan Has officially started.

"The primary task is of course you." Malfoy clenched a small bottle in his pocket and whispered to himself~www.novelhall.com~Welcome the readers to read, the latest, fastest and hottest The serialized works can be found at ~www.novelhall.com~ Please read it for mobile phone users.