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

Esther sent Ron to the infirmary and left, leaving it to Harry to explain what happened to Madam Pomfrey.

It was late at night, and she exhaled a breath, preparing to go back to rest.

At this time, the bracelet on her hand made a subtle buzzing sound, and finally a tiny silver-white thread spread out and connected with the bracelet on her hand.

She paused, then followed the direction where the thin line spread.

After turning two corners, I was not surprised to see Draco.

"I'm just trying it casually. Why are you still wandering around the castle so late if you don't go back to rest?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with his arms folded.

Esther sighed silently, looked around, and then said to him after making sure there was no one around, "I just came back from the infirmary."

Draco heard this and immediately put down his hand: "What's wrong with you? Are you injured or uncomfortable somewhere?"

Esther shook her head: "It wasn't me that got into trouble, it was Ron. He was poisoned."

"Really?" Hearing that it wasn't Esther who was feeling uncomfortable, Draco breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to gloat: "Weasley was poisoned? Who gave him the poison?"

"you."

Esther stared at him and said decisively.

Draco sneered: "Are you kidding me? Why would I poison him when I have nothing to do..."

Before he finished speaking, he reacted and suddenly fell silent.

"Today is her birthday. He accidentally ate food containing aphrodisiacs. Harry took him to find Professor Slughorn to detoxify him. I happened to be on patrol. When I met them, I helped Harry remove the poison. Ron sent it to the Potions Office. After the professor unblocked his poison, he poured us wine. Ron drank it first, and then he twitched and fell to the ground after drinking the glass of wine. Professor Slughorn originally planned to give the bottle of wine to us. A Christmas present for Dumbledore."

Esther said calmly, staring into Draco's eyes.

Draco's face turned pale.

"So..." His voice trembled slightly: "You almost drank that glass of wine, right?"

Esther was silent for a moment, and then replied: "No, I can't drink well, so I didn't plan to drink from the beginning."

But this sentence did not comfort Draco. He still looked embarrassed and silently said to Esther: "I'm sorry, I... messed everything up."

Esther sighed inwardly: "Ron, he will probably be fine if he lies in the infirmary for a while, but this 17th birthday may be something he will never forget."

Draco remained speechless, his expression clearly flustered.

Esther grabbed his hand and comforted him: "I see that you are really not suitable for assassination, so you should just go and repair your disappearing cabinet with peace of mind."

Draco looked up sharply at Esther, stared into her eyes and said, "Do you know? If I fix the disappearing cabinet and they enter Hogwarts, Dumbledore will definitely be in trouble. I'm too cowardly to take action, but they won't show mercy."

"I know." Esther answered him firmly: "Not only do I know, but Dumbledore also knows. As I told you, he knows all your actions."

"Then he still allows me to do this?" Draco suddenly became excited: "Looking at me busying around like a clown, none of my plans succeed, and every time I fail in panic? Like a man who doesn't know how to do it. An ant based on your ability!"

Esther quickly covered his mouth and signaled him not to speak too loudly: "Keep your voice down. Although there is no one here, it's not good if the portrait hears it. They also like to gossip."

Draco took off Esther's hand, looking gloomy.

"Draco, Dumbledore doesn't blame you. Even adults can't disobey the Dark Lord. What's more, you are just a child who has not yet grown up. He is actually protecting you by doing this."

"Do I still want to thank him for showing mercy?"

Draco sneered.

Esther sighed. She was exhausted mentally and physically because Draco didn't communicate well, so she decided not to talk so well.

"Of course you have to thank him for his mercy. And Draco, didn't you notice? You can make your choice again now."

"What choice?"

Draco didn't know why.

"Choose to stand in the light or in the darkness."

Esther spread her hands and said to him.

Draco stared at Esther for a few seconds, and then said: "Are you now persuading me to betray the Dark Lord and work for Dumbledore instead?"

He said it felt ridiculous: "Do you think it's possible? My grandfather, my father, and our family are all followers of Voldemort. If we betray the Dark Lord, the only thing waiting for us is death."

"But even if you don't betray him, he doesn't care about your life or death. Otherwise, why would he give you such a difficult task? He knows that it is impossible for you to complete it."

Draco fell silent.

"Actually, you should have realized that after the return of the Dark Lord, Malfoy's status not only did not improve, but gradually declined with his return. The Dark Lord is a selfish person. He doesn't care about the life or death of other people. Including you followers, what benefits can you get from following him?"

"There is no benefit in following him, but if we dare to show any disloyalty to him now, our whole family will die in his hands." Draco waited for Esther to finish speaking before he said: "Esther, I There is no other way, I can only go down one path."

His eyes were sore, and he felt sad thinking about his parents.

How could he not know that everything Esther said was right, but he never had the right to choose.

Esther smiled: "It doesn't matter, I just need to know your thoughts. Even if you fall into darkness, I can pull you out. You have to believe me."

"I believe you are willing to accompany me to jail in Azkaban, right?"

Perhaps the atmosphere was too depressing, so Draco started joking at an inappropriate time.

Esther glared at him, and after glaring at herself, she couldn't help but laugh: "Draco!"

Draco also laughed: "Don't think so much, it's like I'm really going to be imprisoned in Azkaban in the next second."

Esther continued to stare at him while feeling weak in her heart.

He is avoiding the question.

Forget it, let's leave it like this, it won't be too bad after all.

she thought silently.

"Stop staring at me. If you stare any more, your eyes will fall off."

Draco spoke in a deliberately exaggerated tone.

Esther snorted coldly: "That's not good. If I become blind, I won't be able to see you, and I will be less angry."

"...If you really don't want to be angry or see me, there are many other ways to do it, but gouging out your eyes is a bit too extreme."

"And just because your eyes can't see, doesn't mean your ears can't hear. You will definitely continue to be angry."

Draco continued talking.

Esther helplessly raised her forehead: "Oh, you are quite self-aware."