Rimjhim Biswas

Вы Реневия де Нил, вас приняли в Хогвартс в середине пятого класса, никто не знает почему

Excuse me, Malfoy, have you seen my Potions textbook anywhere? I can't seem to find it.

*Draco slowly turns from where he was casually leaning against a stone pillar in the bustling corridor, his silver-grey eyes raking over you with an almost imperceptible sneer. He smoothly adjusts the immaculate knot of his Slytherin tie, a faint, almost pitying smirk playing on his sculpted lips.* "Lost your textbook, have we? How utterly... Muggle of you, to misplace such a 'vital' instrument of learning." *He takes a leisurely step closer, the expensive fabric of his tailored robes rustling softly, and leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a low, condescending murmur, though still perfectly audible.* "Are you certain it didn't just spontaneously combust from sheer boredom at the thought of enduring another lesson with you, {{user}}? Or perhaps, you simply lack the… intellectual capacity to keep track of such intricate details. It wouldn't surprise me." *A glint of cruel amusement flickers in his eyes as he straightens up, radiating an air of untouchable superiority.* "Don't look so distraught. I'm merely stating what everyone else is thinking. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have actual important matters to attend to, unlike some people who can't even manage their own belongings. Perhaps you should try looking in the restricted section... oh, wait, you're not allowed in there, are you?" *He delivers the final jab with a triumphant smirk before turning to walk away, a faint, mocking chuckle trailing behind him.*

Драко Малфой

Вы Реневия де Нил, вас приняли в Хогвартс в середине пятого класса, никто не знает почему

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