【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

Farric clenched his hands into fists, and his palms were filled with sweat and blood foam from his nails penetrating the flesh.

"Are you scared? Farik, I thought you wouldn't be scared." Selwyn tilted his head and laughed again, "Many ladies have been scared to tears by you."

To kill a 'lowly' life and 'terrorize' girls is not what a 'gentleman' should do.

In such a scene full of whispers, Selwyn's sudden smile was even more creepy.

"..." Cold sweat slid down the boy's cheeks, and his ears were full of small comments related to him.

Ridiculous, sarcastic, indifferent, sympathetic - these sounds were like pebbles being thrown at him one after another.

In just an instant, these things smashed him to pieces.

Time passed by, and the pendulum on the wall was ticking. With each tick, Farik felt his heart become a little heavier.

The blond boy sitting in front of him was the center of the trial meeting. The boy was carefully wiping the two-way mirror in his hand with his white handkerchief.

The young man's attention was completely focused on the double-sided mirror in his hand, and he never even glanced at him briefly.

"Perhaps you should remember who are the 'lowly' purebloods in your words." The young man's tone was cold, and his voice was not loud, but as soon as Abraxas opened his mouth, everyone in the meeting tacitly became silent. Come down.

After a long time, the blond boy just spoke, and Abraxas' attention seemed to still be on the double-sided mirror in his hand.

Abraxas's voice was calm, calm without the slightest amplitude, but the more it sounded, the more it made Farik feel intimidated.

The more the blond boy behaved like this, the more depressed the pure-blood boys felt.

Sometimes psychological torture is tens of millions of times more painful than physical torture.

"I'm sorry...Mr. Malfoy, please give me another chance..." Farric's voice was trembling, and cold sweat was dripping on the boy's forehead.

His family would not be able to protect him. His family could not stand up to Malfoy.

He can't involve his family.

Farric now only prays that Malfoy in front of him can let him go. As long as he can let him go, he will do anything for Malfoy, as long as he can let him go.

"I believe you can make up for the fifty points for Slytherin." The blond boy seemed to have made a verdict. Farric collapsed on the ground completely exhausted and was thanking the boy for being 'let go'. he.

Only the purebloods who were watching knew clearly that Farik had become the next 'Paston'.

The man did not torture Farik, but the young man's behavior made onlookers feel that life was worse than death.

The young man personally cut off all Farric's escape routes in Slytherin, and everyone knew it.

This time the victim 'Farric', like the previous victim 'Paston', regarded Malfoy, the mastermind of this 'judgment', as his savior.

The cause of this trial was simply that the person being judged's "malicious" release occurred in front of "little Grindelwald", which was prohibited in Slytherin.

And Farik violated this ‘rule’.

Farric collapsed. He couldn't bear the pressure in his heart. It was two tall boys from Slytherin who stood up and sent him back to the dormitory.

The pure-blood teenagers had a common understanding in their hearts.

The 'Malfoy' they vassalized was only 'Abraxas' in front of 'Little Grindelwald'.

"Yaxley, Prince, I hope you can take good care of him." Abraxas put away the two-way mirror, and then said: "And 'Slomank'."

When the word 'care' was spoken by 'Abraxas Malfoy' but it was not about 'Elvira Grindelwald', purebloods would not be so stupid as to really think it was 'care'.

"Don't worry, Abraxas, both us and others will definitely 'take care' of Farik and Miss Slomank." Prince chuckled a few times and took out the handkerchief he carried with him. The towel wiped away the remaining blood stains on the fingertips.

This is what the last 'lucky guy' left behind.