I recite the Analects of Confucius at Hogwarts

The morning light is dim.

The sun has not yet fully emerged, but the April morning has already lit up in the cool spring breeze. Occasionally, a few strands of white catkins slowly swayed in the air for a while, falling like goose down on the dark brown land.

It's a nice clean and refreshing weather.

Narcissa got up quietly without disturbing her sleeping husband.When she came down the stairs, the house elf opened the gray-white curtains in the living room in time, and bright skylight immediately poured in. At the end of the distant sky, a line of burning crimson quietly emerged.

This made her unconsciously curl her lips and smile in a good mood.

She certainly had reason to be happy.

Just last night, she finally waited for her only son to return safely after two years of absence. At the same time, the lingering shadows that had haunted the family in the past were finally resolved.

There is no greater joy than this.

She decided to prepare breakfast by herself and take some time to take care of the plants in the garden while waiting for her family to wake up. Then in the following time, they would have enough time to talk about the past and the future and enjoy the whole day. A great day to spend time with family.

However, before that

Habitually, before walking into the kitchen, Mrs. Malfoy raised her head and looked at the magic clock hanging on the wall of the living room:

Lucius, in good condition, in the bedroom.Obviously, after eliminating the haze and knots in his heart, the Malfoy family had the most relaxing and enjoyable night ever, which even made him rarely wake up a few minutes late.Draco, in a good mood, the location is unknown and the status is

runaway

Focusing on the unclear display on the clock face, Narcissa opened her eyes wide and could hardly believe her eyes: in all her memories of her son, Draco acted like a complete "other people's family". She is a child with outstanding talents, excellent grades, mature and sensible, and has never even been in the so-called rebellious period, and has never disappointed her.

Maybe this magic clock is malfunctioning, she thought calmly, turned around and walked quickly towards her son's bedroom upstairs.

There was no one in the clean and tidy room, the quilt on the bed was folded neatly, and all the objects were in their proper place. Only the table and chairs near the corner had the glass windows opened to the maximum. , the silver-green curtains fluttered gently in the breeze.

Narcissa took a deep breath, and finally locked her eyes on the letter that was placed quietly in the center of the table, without an address or signature.

"Running away from home, the time is uncertain, don't think about it."

Kong Yan lowered his head and stared at the writing on the letter quietly for a while.

The tone was not like that of his always docile and polite brother, but the handwriting was definitely from the other person's hand. Even the habit of writing with a slight force was exactly the same. However, combined with the content on the letter paper, it was difficult for him not to feel something. Skepticism.

He knew Kong Yun's temperament.

He may be a little cold towards outsiders, but he is always gentle and indulgent towards his family and friends. He is well-behaved and sensible and is unwilling to make things difficult for anyone. The "rebellious period" that people of his age should have has never appeared in Kong Yun. , The rebelliousness of young people simply does not exist as far as Kong Yun is concerned.

Ayun like this would think of running away from home

He was noncommittal in his heart, but he had no intention of looking for someone in a hurry at the moment. It was rare that Ayun wanted to play, so letting him relax was not a big deal. However, the guy who secretly took Ayun away

Suppressing some kind of impulse in his heart, Kong Yan squinted his eyes and smiled lightly, but his eyes were so clear that there was no smile at all.

Let's rewind the time seven hours ago

"Do you want to consider running away from home with me?"

Kong Yun should have rejected this extremely unreliable suggestion.

He didn't know much about the current problems at Hogwarts, and he didn't know if any accidents would happen in Hogwarts in the future. But all fools knew that if the two people involved sneaked away at this time, they would be punished. No matter how much trouble other people caused, this trouble was directly caused by the two people's irresponsibility.

Perhaps the moonlight this night was so beautiful that the impulses and wantonness that had been buried deep in his heart and almost forgotten sprouted quietly. The black-haired Hufflepuff lowered his head and thought for a moment. Said: "Okay."

In just two sentences, the two "underage wizards" quickly agreed on the decision to run away from home for the first time in their lives.

Before the official departure, Kong Yun took the time to go back to his room and simply packed up the things he might need: such as a few bottles of age-enhancing potions that he had made in his spare time, and some that could be used in the Muggle world. currency.

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sp;Only when he started writing the message to Kong Yan, he had a slight difficulty: growing up, he had been willful only a handful of times, not to mention such rebellious things as running away from home, just to contradict his elders. This kind of thing has never happened before. It is really the first time to leave the mess behind and walk away like this.

It's so fresh that I feel overwhelmed.

In the end, Draco saw that he had been hesitating for too long, so he kindly shared his message: "Just write that you ran away from home, the time is uncertain, don't read it. That's it."

Kong Yun said "Ah", feeling a little uneasy about his conscience. He hesitated: "Is this too simple?"

""Draco looked at him helplessly: "Do you still want to write in detail about your journey of running away from home, tell about the guilt and uneasiness in your heart, and ask your second brother for forgiveness?"

Kong Yun felt that what he said made sense, and he had a rare courage to be bold, so he simply followed up and wrote: "I ran away from home, the time is uncertain, don't think about it."

Seven hours later, when he got the "English version" from Mrs. Malfoy that was exactly the same as his brother's message, Kong Yan smiled coldly in his heart, but he still looked very talkative. He even calmly comforted Narcissa in a low voice: " Don't worry, Mrs. Malfoy, it's nothing, Ayun and Mr. Malfoy are both very sensible children. Maybe they just want to relax a little, and they will be fine."

But that was already the next day.

At this moment, taking advantage of the bright silvery glow at night, the two of them quietly went downstairs.The corridors were quiet at night, and the lights throughout Hogwarts were turned off. I thought there would be nothing in the castle at this time, but before I took two steps, there was a faint sound of footsteps coming from far and near.

The two looked at each other, and Draco moved his lips and silently told him: "Filch."

Kong Yun nodded.

Compared with other professors, the administrator of Hogwarts is the easiest to deal with, because Filch's sense of magic is much weaker. Basically, as long as he hides it well and is not seen by the other party, can solve the problem of being caught on the spot

He was thinking about finding a place to hide in, or directly using a spell to hide his figure. However, before he could draw out the wand, he was pulled back by the person next to him. He half-crouched and hid among the quiet trees in the corridor. behind the statue of

The size of the statue is limited. Fortunately, both of them are young men. They can barely hide under the cover of the night. However, the person who pulled him over refused to be honest. He lowered his head and kissed her. Come down.

Gentle and lingering, tossing and grinding.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Filch's figure walking slowly half a meter away, but the other person's movements became more and more aggressive. He instinctively felt ashamed and deliberately wanted to avoid this inappropriate kiss. At this moment, he kept following him. Mrs. Loris, who was behind the administrator, suddenly let out a low "meow".

Kong Yun:

His body stiffened slightly. For a moment, he almost thought he was about to be discovered, and his heartbeat seemed to rush to his throat. Looking out from this dark and narrow corner, Mrs. Loris just meowed out of boredom, and then He flicked his tail lightly and left behind Filch.

England, London, Lancaster Hotel.

Seeing the clock on the wall gradually approaching eleven o'clock, Tina, who was sitting at the front desk, yawned lazily and prepared to make a cup of coffee to get through the last hour of her shift.

The coffee in her hand had just been brewed. She lowered her head and sniffed the faint bitter aroma in the curling smoke. This made her slightly sleepy brain wake up a little. The girl shook her head and was thinking about how to hold on until ten. At two o'clock, at the hotel door, which had been silent for more than half an hour, the wind chimes hanging at the door rang in the wind.

Ok

The glass door opened in response, and two figures, one large and one small, came in.

The young man who came in first looked to be about 20 years old. His waist-length black hair was tied up simply and casually behind his back. His facial features were obviously more oriental, soft and delicate, but at this moment, there was an indescribable lightness in his eyebrows. Feeling cool, he looked around the interior of the hotel, and finally walked to the counter and said lazily: "A standard room, thank you."

“Why not a double room?”

Her eyes shifted slightly downward following the source of the sound, and Tina was a little surprised to find that among the pair that she almost mistaken for a pair of brothers, there was a boy who looked slightly younger, no more than fourteen or five years old. But he has a face that is completely different from the youth and closer to the British.

They don't look like brothers.

She was slightly puzzled, but didn't think much about it. Before she opened her mouth to remind the two guests in front of her that the standard room had two beds and could accommodate two people, the black-haired young man lowered his eyes and glared at the young man. One glance.

His voice was clear and gentle, and his eyes were calm and clear. He didn't look angry, but when he glanced at the boy, he seemed a little annoyed. His tone seemed to be a warning: "Please stop it a little bit."