【HP】I don’t want to fall in love, I just want to mess around

Chapter 24: Crying on the outside, cursing on the inside

"You mean, this is the Room of Requirement, and you use it to eat... what kind of hot pot is this?"

A moment later, Draco followed her into the Room of Requirement and was dumbfounded as he looked at the steaming hot pot in front of him.

Esther nodded, put in the ingredients she brought after the pot boiled, and waited quietly for the pot to cook.

Draco looked like he had seen a ghost. He stood up with a "swish", glanced across the room in the Chinese-style restaurant, and paced back and forth: "Such a magical room, the first thing you thought of was to use it." Eat something?"

Esther raised her head: "Is there something wrong?"

"Of course not!"

He sat down as if he were a fool and crossed his legs boldly: "As expected of a Hufflepuff, all he can think about is eating."

Esther did not refute his stereotyped remarks about his personal advancement throughout the academy. She was now pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, making him think that the more useless he was, the better.

It's best to think that she is so stupid and never come to her again is the best result.

"How did you know about this place?"

He still looked arrogant and raised his chin slightly to ask her.

Esther looked into the pot, waited for the thin beef to be cooked, then quickly picked it up, put it in a bowl, covered it with sauce, and took a bite eagerly.

What a delicious meal!

A happy smile appeared on her face.

Under the influence of delicious food, even Draco seemed a little more pleasing to the eye.

"My dad told me. He said it was very quiet here and could be used for studying."

She joked casually.

Anyway, her father knew her character and had no illusions about her academic performance for a long time. Naturally, it was impossible for her to tell her to study hard because she wouldn't listen.

"You use the place where your father asked you to study, but you use it to eat. You are really good at it."

Draco looked disdainful, but his eyes drifted to the hot pot with the red bottom.

Esther noticed his look, but she chose to pretend not to see it.

A guy shows up uninvited and wants to serve?

Don't even think about it, if she wasn't afraid that he would sue her, she wouldn't even let him in.

There weren't many ingredients prepared today, and she didn't want to share them with others.

She ate happily without even giving him a look.

Draco was unhappy. He stared at her sullenly, snorted coldly and began to settle old scores: "How did you do what I asked you to do?"

Esther wanted to pretend not to hear, but the young master had already closed the distance and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, as if urging her to answer, but also seemed to be exerting pressure on her invisibly.

This may be the negotiation method he learned from his father. Although his eyes, expressions and posture are handsome and oppressive, Esther is not afraid at all, she even wants to laugh a little.

It's like seeing a kid who is trying to be cool. It's quite funny.

In order to suppress the smile that had reached her lips, she quickly lowered her head and took a bite of the hot pot, then continued to lower her head and said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm scared."

In fact, she almost laughed out loud and couldn't even eat the food she was holding back.

Draco's eyes were full of disgust: "What are you afraid of? Is it possible that I can cook you and eat you in this hot pot? Since you are so timid, don't go alone if you discover any mysterious places in the future. Before you go Tell me first, do you hear me?"

Pooh! Who are you? Do you really think of her as your little brother?

You must know that her father is also a respectable second-generation rich man in the Muggle world, and as a rich third-generation man who is loved by his elders, does she need to pretend to be a little white lotus here if she doesn't want to cause trouble?

If it really pisses her off, she'll ask her grandfather to hire a few mercenaries to drop bombs at your door.

What about "No matter what mysterious place you discover, you should tell him first?"

The Forbidden Forest is mysterious enough, why don’t you go?

Oh, I forgot, he had already been there when he was in first grade, and was so frightened by the hidden Voldemort that he ran away in tears.

After picturing that scene in her mind, Esther wanted to laugh even more. She held it in so hard that her tears almost came out.

"Did you hear that?"

Seeing that she didn't answer him, Draco tugged on her arm dissatisfiedly.

Esther held back her gushing smile and said "Yeah" with difficulty.

The voice couldn't stop trembling.

Draco was stunned. He looked at her in disbelief: "Are you crying?"

Esther did cry, suppressing her laughter and tears.

She raised her head. Under the light, her little face was white and rosy, as delicate as a rose. Her beautiful blue eyes were as translucent as gems. Crystal tears dripped from her eyes, across her fair and flawless cheeks, like pearls. Generally, big pieces fall down.

Very beautiful and pitiful.

Draco was stunned for a rare moment, then recovered quickly. He looked away and said in shock: "No, are you crying? Are you made of water? You can cry like this."

I am made of arsenic water. Not only can I cry, it is also poisonous!

Esther continued to complain in her mind.

She said nothing and continued to cry.

Ah, the meat that was just eaten seems to be overcooked. This part of the meat is hard to chew if it is overcooked. She doesn't like to eat it, so she might as well let him eat it.

No, if she eats it for him, then her behavior is just a moral complaint. She is not the protagonist, so why is she such a virgin?

Even if you take it to the Black Lake to feed the octopus, you can't feed it to him.

"Why are you crying? I didn't scare you this time."

Draco asked her with a tight frown.

"Because I'm afraid you'll be cruel to me."

Esther said casually, not even willing to make up a reason that sounded normal.

"Why would I be cruel to you? I'm not one of those violent lions that roar all day long. You are framing me."

He said very unhappy.

As expected of you, you can give Gryffindor a kick in anything.

With tears on her face, Esther continued to say perfunctorily: "Because you are quite fierce."

"Nonsense, what's wrong with me?"

He stood up and circled again, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks again due to anger.

Esther took the opportunity to start eating hot pot.

The beef I ordered at the beginning was indeed old, but the other vegetables and meat were just cooked.

Draco turned around twice angrily, and when he looked up, he saw that the tears on Esther's face had not been wiped off, and she had already started eating again.

He suddenly didn't know what anger he was feeling.

"idiot."

He cursed lightly, with a hint of inexplicable doting in his tone of disgust.

He sat down like an uncle and instructed Esther: "Bring me a bowl, I want to eat too." "

Esther wanted to slam the bowl in his face.

Why don't you have long hands?

Think of her as a house elf?

She was very irritable on the inside, but in order to maintain her character on the outside, she endured the humiliation and brought him a bowl.

He also very considerately piled all the cooked meat into his bowl.

It just so happens that the green trash can is kitchen waste, so it makes perfect sense to use it to dump leftovers.

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