Chapter 104 Conversation between Girls
Today is Sunday, three days have passed, and everyone is still talking about what they saw after the party on Wednesday night.
"The writing on the wall is still there..."
"After all, he is the savior. It is impossible..."
From time to time, there were a few small discussions in the library. The students were surprisingly united in their topic. They expressed their views on the heirs and the secret chamber from various perspectives. At the same time, the characteristics of the small groups among the students were also magnified.
Della sat in her seat in the library as usual. She flipped through the book "Alchemical Life" in her hand and looked up from time to time to observe the situation in the library.
Firstly, the schoolwork did not get any easier as everyone had thick books in front of them and were either rushing to finish their homework or preparing for the wizard level exam. However, it was visibly that the number of people left alone decreased.
Even Slytherins, who are theoretically the least dangerous, have shown this tendency.
People from other houses all stayed close to their pure-blood friends for a sense of security.
As for Slytherin, it cannot be said that they were not doing it for a sense of security. Della knew that there was such a thing as "mixed-blood discrimination" in the wizarding world, so many mixed-bloods gathered closer to pure-bloods, which contributed to the arrogance of pure-bloods.
Oh yes, she is not in a position to talk about this now. In just three days, she has become Draco's satellite.
Although it was actually Draco who was circling her.
Starting from the second day after the incident, Draco would wait for her in the lounge early in the morning, and then stay with her almost every step of the way from class to going to the library. It was obvious that he wanted to use his pure blood to stop the monster.
To be honest, this kind of constant companionship was not very pleasant. She couldn't find a chance to communicate with Harry and the others, but Della couldn't complain about this to Draco.
If she were asked to reject this overprotective boy now, it would undoubtedly ignite a war.
"Good morning, Della. Are you alone today?" As Della turned another page of the book, Aryan put the book on the table next to her.
"Good morning, Senior Ellian," Della smiled back, "Draco has Quidditch practice today. Although he asked me to stay in the crowded library, it is already a relief for me."
Listening to Della's words, Alian laughed twice and sat down. "I saw it. You two have become conjoined twins these past two days."
"I don't mean to hate him, I just think it's a good thing to have a proper distance." Della sighed, and a bit of helplessness was mixed into her smile.
"You're absolutely right. Boys never understand this. I mean, when he goes out to form gangs, he shouldn't dig this out of his banned dictionary." Aryan said angrily.
"Senior?" Della called softly. She looked at Ariane and the smile on her face widened again.
"Yes, I'm talking about Aidan. He has been finding all kinds of excuses to stay by my side these past two days," Aryan pinched Della's soft cheek. "He used to use 'appropriate distance' as an excuse to go out and drink with others, but now that I use this phrase again, he's playing tricks on me again."
"This is what they call sweet troubles," Della added.
"It's just because you're still in the sweet stage." Having said that, Arlian withdrew her hand and turned to open her book. "Love is not always sweet. Now I'm very glad that Aidan has his own things to do."
"Why am I telling you this? You're only 12 years old." Aryan said while shaking her head.
"What we talked about is indeed different from what everyone else is talking about," Della sighed. Now if she paid attention, she could hear the words 'heir' and 'secret chamber'. "It's good for us to be like this. If everyone continues like this, it will only increase the panic."
"I don't mean anything else, but Della, you are much calmer than I thought." Aryan picked up the quill and flicked it twice.
"I am the chosen one. Since the Sorting Hat contains Salazar's philosophy, the heir should respect the will of his ancestors." Della shrugged nonchalantly. "He has already called himself the heir, so there is no need for him to be a Slytherin rebel."
"Yes, you are right. We are the chosen ones. It's not too much of a guarantee." Ellian's eyebrows relaxed. She nodded and just wrote down two words before she raised the quill again. "By the way, where is Maggie?"
He was given a bunch of pamphlets yesterday and he'll have to spend quite a bit of time in the Shrieking Shack today.
"Let's go out and play. Maybe there's still some wildness in him." Della said calmly.
"Oh..." Aryan hesitated suddenly, the feather pen in her hand dropped, and she turned half of her body to Della, "I feel like he's been avoiding me lately. I think what Aidan did last time was really too much."
"Too much? To Maggie?" Della paused flipping through the book and turned half her body to look at Ariane.
"I must first state that I stopped Aidan," Aryan waved his hands solemnly at Della twice, and then said slowly, "Aidan took advantage of my time to get the book and wanted to see Maggie's gender. When I came back, his hand was on Maggie's lower abdomen..."
"But Aidan didn't succeed, right?" Della asked immediately. If Maggie was really... done to her by Aidan, he would definitely go crazy.
"Of course!" Aryan shouted, then lowered her voice again, "But Maggie was scared at that time. I'm sorry. Maggie was supposed to accompany me..."
"Although he is a senior, I have to say that he is quite unpresentable." Della lowered the corners of her mouth unconsciously.
"If you say that to his face, he'll just think you're praising him," Alian held his forehead and sighed, "There's a lot of times I can't do anything about him."
"..." Looking at Arlian, who was always gentle and dignified, Della suddenly understood subtly the looks that the Gryffindors cast on her every time she was with Draco.
"He's even worse than Gryffindor. How can he be a Hufflepuff?" Della said finally.
"After all, we can't use the standards of Y country people to measure M country people," Alian smiled helplessly at Della, "It seems that I am still a long way from being like my father. He can handle Uncle Royea very well."
"With such a goal, I believe that you will be very successful in the future." The curve of Della's mouth became obedient again.
"He's good, but he's not my target." The smile on Ellian's face became unpredictable. She adjusted the quill in her hand. "Keep studying. You have to lay a good foundation before you can brag."
"Okay, Senior Alian." Della turned her attention back to the book, thinking about the next direction of the experiment while reading.
The booklet she gave Maggie yesterday contained several preliminary plans for materials. Maggie also had to control different conditions to record the adaptability of the materials in each plan. It was a huge workload. Even if she did it herself, it would take several days.
Oh, Maggie! He didn't even tell me about Aidan!
When she thought of this, Della felt a great deal of sympathy for Maggie, and she felt that she should care about him more.
As for how to care for him, that would have to wait until she had slowly checked out several suspected heirs.