Chapter 47: Chu Yang

After Snape left, the room looked empty. Chu Yang let the owl out of the cage and started to add meals to it, "Big White Fat, eat more. In case we fall into trouble in the future, you, as a reserve food, must grow more meat."

The owl, who was burying its head in eating, trembled and silently pulled its head out of the food pile.

Chu Yang, who succeeded in the prank, smiled.

Exhausted, he fell onto the bed, and his eyes closed unknowingly. I don't know how long it took, he heard someone talking in his ear.

"Goyle, Crabbe, although I missed the sorting ceremony because I was sick this time, my father specially arranged a double room for me so that I could rest well. He also said he would come to school to find Dumbledore's trouble in person!"

"When the time comes, I must let my father clean up the monsters in the lake!"

"Someone is sleeping here, it seems to be my roommate, let's go and say hello..."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yang opened his eyes and saw the three Malfoys standing in front of him with stiff bodies, looking at him dumbfounded.

"So, my new roommate is you?" Chu Yang, who was sleepy, said impatiently, "You disturbed my sleep, do you know that?"

"I'm sorry!" Goyle and Crabbe bowed 90 degrees to apologize in unison.

Malfoy's family background is indeed extraordinary.

But at school, Chu Yang's fists are also very hard, and the two know this very well.

"You two cowards, why are you so respectful to him?" Malfoy, who had just returned from the infirmary, was full of energy. He obviously didn't realize how dangerous his situation was.

At this time, Chu Yang had been completely woken up by his loud voice and was sitting on the bed, staring at him unkindly.

"Draco, there is something I haven't had time to tell you..." Goyle quietly leaned into Malfoy's ear and whispered the wonderful stories the other party missed in the past two days.

Listening, Malfoy's face changed drastically. His previous arrogance vanished, and he asked with suspicion, "Are you kidding me? How could he beat so many people with his bare hands?"

Goyle and Crabbe shook their heads in unison, and Goyle reminded him, "Draco, you'd better believe it..."

Malfoy wanted to say something else, but Chu Yang, sitting on the bed, pulled a bookmark from the book, wrapped it in Armament Haki, and threw it out.

The bookmark shot out from Chu Yang's hand like a cannonball and landed firmly on the door frame above the heads of the three people opposite.

Most of the bookmark was embedded in the wooden door frame like cutting tofu.

Malfoy's pupils shrank suddenly, Goyle and Crabbe screamed, and the three held hands and retreated step by step toward the door in horror.

"Sorry, I have a big temper when I wake up." Chu Yang sat on the bed and looked at him with a smile, "Why are you still standing there? Come in and sleep, it's so late!"

After speaking, he asked Goyle and Crabbe, "Why? Are you two planning to stay and sleep too?"

As soon as this was said, the two big white fat guys immediately left Malfoy, who was trembling beside them, and ran away without hesitation, disappearing at the door in a blink of an eye.

"You two damn traitors!" Malfoy was both surprised and angry. He also wanted to run, but he didn't have any strength in his body, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

A chill rushed straight to the back of his head from behind. Malfoy's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he said with a cry, "I'm sorry, I disturbed your sleep..."

"I accept your apology, Mr. Malfoy." Chu Yang yawned and lay back down, "I hope you don't wake me up again, it's best not to make any sound at all. I have a very light sleep."

Malfoy looked up at the bookmark deeply embedded in the door frame, swallowed hard, and then covered his throat in horror. Because he found that in the quiet and empty room, the sound of swallowing saliva would also become very obvious.

Even though Chu Yang said he could come in and sleep, Malfoy didn't dare to stay in the same room with Chu Yang at all. He walked out on tiptoe and didn't forget to help Chu Yang close the door.

Poor Malfoy, the first night after coming out of the infirmary was spent in the common room.

Fortunately, no one grabbed the sofa with him, and the fire in the common room would not go out.

In the flickering firelight, Malfoy curled up on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Malfoy woke up amidst a series of unbelievable laughter.

He opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by classmates and senior students.

Even...

Professor Snape, the head of Slytherin House, was standing in front of him!

"Wow! I just came to take a look just in case, I didn't expect there to be guests in the common room last night!" Snape said in a bad mood, "Do first-years have such a special preference for this common room? And they have to fight to sleep?"

"Stand up! Malfoy!"

Hearing Snape's roar, Malfoy was startled, and his sleepiness disappeared. He scrambled to roll off the sofa.

The laughter around him became more intense until Snape's gloomy eyes swept across the crowd.

The students lowered their heads and left the common room quickly.

The embarrassed Malfoy climbed up from the ground, not forgetting to tidy up his hair, and then said respectfully, "Good morning, Professor Snape."

"Good morning? I don't think it's good at all!" Snape said angrily, "Your classmates have already slept in the common room last night, not only throwing away the etiquette of Slytherin, but also making the house lose points on the first day of school!"

"Now you are doing the same thing?" Snape's voice echoed in Malfoy's ears like a storm in a valley, "May I ask, if your father sees you like this at school, what will be the consequences?"

Malfoy trembled all over and immediately begged in a low voice, "Professor, please don't let my father know, he will kill me..."

Snape saw Malfoy's fear and breathed a sigh of relief, "Now tell me, why are you sleeping here?"

Malfoy hesitated, but under Snape's sharp gaze, he still stuttered and told the story of what happened last night.

"A small piece of paper embedded in the door frame like a knife without any magic help?" Snape sneered disdainfully, "Mr. Malfoy, are you telling a story?"

"I should perhaps help you submit it to the Daily Prophet or The Quibbler, great novelist Mr. Draco Malfoy!"

Malfoy cried aggrievedly and whispered, "Professor, I didn't lie, Goyle and Crabbe both saw it!"

This time, it was Snape's turn to be suspicious.

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