【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

Until later, the girl fell in love with someone more and more.

She seemed to often choose to sit alone on the bench in the remote corridor, sometimes for the whole day, if there were no classes.

Occasionally she would bring a book with her, but more often she would go empty-handed. She seemed to just sit there quietly, looking at the sky and the birds, thinking about something.

"Did something happen between you two?" There was no laughter, no joking, and no so-called testing. It was just an ordinary question in the Slytherin common room.

The inquirer is a young man, a young man who does not often get along with Abraxas and others.

In Slytherin, such an obvious question would be somewhat offensive because it touches on the rules set by the 'leader'.

But someone had to ask these questions, and the young man was just a 'representative' pushed out by them.

And they just need to ‘refute’ and state their position at the appropriate time.

No one can say they are wrong.

"I think you can tell, Avery." Orion put the book aside and sounded a little discouraged. "She is very polite and gentle, just like before... she just doesn't want to talk to us. Got along."

Avella has never been like this. You must know that Avella has always been the most gentle and understanding of others. They have never seen her lose her temper.

Of course, this time it is not a tantrum, but they are not used to this kind of Elvira. If possible, they would rather Elvira loses her temper at them like a Gryffindor, or vents her anger on them.

But she never did this. She just chose to be alone and no longer wanted to talk to them.

This is what makes them most uncomfortable.

Like, she was leaving them.

When this issue comes up, several teenagers feel a little uneasy.

Many times they chose to appear next to her, but they did not dare to get too close. They just appeared around her and looked at her.

In contrast, Abraxas, who was the first to get to know that person, was much calmer than them. Compared to them, Abraxas perfectly interpreted the state of 'indifferent'.

Compared to them, Abraxas was too eerily calm.

Anyone can show 'indifference' and 'indifference' when faced with the problem that Elvira may leave them, but only Abraxas cannot do this.

"Don't you do something? I mean she is very popular. She explained the topic for me this morning." This sentence is not a compliment. You must know that 'Elvira Grindelwald' is in Hogwart Ci Ke is a very popular existence, and the occurrence of that incident undoubtedly intensified their desire to act.

No matter in appearance, personality or person, he is extremely outstanding. No one would want to miss such a good person.

"I thought she wouldn't want to explain that question to me, but when I asked, Elvira still taught me very carefully." The Slytherin couldn't help but reveal his expression as he spoke. A shy smile, or it could be interpreted as something else. When he mentioned that person, it was as if he was talking about an extremely happy thing he had encountered.

In an instant, the entire lounge gradually became quiet, and the air pressure gradually dropped to zero. The sound of a single footstep seemed extremely abrupt. The Slytherins in the lounge involuntarily turned their attention to Abraham.

Apart from Abraham talking endlessly about the man's voice, there was only the bottomless lake water crashing against the stone wall of the lounge to echo him.

The companion next to him pushed him to remind him of the abnormality around him, but Abraham still didn't notice it. He was still talking to himself about how gentle the man's reaction to him was, and how heartwarming he was.

"Thank you for your kind reminder, Abraham. I will convey Mr. Abraham's praise to Vivian verbatim." The clear and soft voice of the blond boy sounded from the lounge, and Abraxas put the books on his lap. He put down and stood up from the black leather sofa, looking at Abraham in front of him in a 'condescending' manner.

Arrogance, indifference, must belong to the nobility trained by the most ancient and arrogant pure-blood family, and the etiquette engraved in the bones.

Waiting for these 'qualities' belonging to a pure-blood heir to be fully displayed in the blond boy.

At this moment, the pure-bloods truly realized that the blond boy was not only an extreme Slytherin, an extreme pure-blood, but also a Malfoy.

They are used to seeing the care and concern that 'Abraxas Malfoy' treats 'Elvira Grindelwald'.

They only realized that 'Elvira Grindelwald' would be the chain that bound those terrifying 'behemoths', but they forgot that 'Abraxas Malfoy' himself also belonged to those who were bound. 'monster'.

The 'trapped beast' who left the 'shackles' naturally tore off that layer of disguise.

"I heard that Miss Abraham will enroll in Hogwarts next year, right? I will welcome the arrival of that school girl." The young man just raised his blue-gray eyes to look at the person, and said It was just that one look that made the man unable to bear it.

No one could tell, and no one dared to look at what was in the eyes of the blond boy who was the heir to the Malfoy family.

But they could sense that there must be great malice in Malfoy's eyes, but besides the fear of being intimidated, they were more excited.

How bad, but they didn't dare to stop him, or in other words, there were always one or two "lucky ones" every school year to spice up their boring lives.

Just that look intimidated them so much that they didn't dare to make any other moves, but it was clearly just a calm look without any emotion.

What a handsome and gentlemanly Slytherin he was, but as soon as he left the sight of little Grindelwald, he tore off that disguise, leaving only one to confuse the professor and others. Appearance'.

Then there was the sound of the stone door closing at the bottom of the lake, and the blond boy left the lounge. It was not until that person left that the purebloods in the lounge gradually 'dare' to resume their movements.

"You know, Abraham, I admire you very much." Selwyn laughed uncontrollably, but the laughter was too harsh for the lounge at that time, "Maybe we should praise Abraham as a warrior. right."

The biting coldness deep at the bottom of the lake created the ultimate depression and intensified the suffocating fear.

Abraham's move was undoubtedly touching the absolute restricted area of ​​the 'behemoth' that had been released from the 'trap'.

A leader like this will appear sooner or later, and all they need to do is stand on the side of their 'leader' to prove that they will still be the strongest allies.

As for the leading bird?

Who cares about the life and death of a bait that digs its own grave?