【HP】Elvira’s Unicorn Garden

Elvira fell ill.

It's the fever caused by the wind.

Mrs. Morris suggested that Elvira stay in the hospital wing to rest so that she could observe the little girl's physical condition at any time.

Perhaps because she has been sick since childhood, the little girl's body and immunity are much worse than others. Even a minor illness may induce other potential risks.

To ensure nothing goes wrong, this is the only feasible way at present.

No one can take this risk.

"I can go to class, madam..." The pale little girl looked anxiously at the slender young man beside her, and at her best playmate.

The blond boy had never refused her anything, but at this moment Abraxas's attitude changed from usual and became extremely tough.

"You need to have a good rest, Vivian." The blond boy raised his hand and rubbed the top of the little girl's hair, but the other hand hidden under the robe was trembling slightly.

Abraxas would never refuse Elvira, but at this moment he must be ruthless to break this principle.

Even if he doesn't want to.

"Only for a little while, children." Mrs. Morris sighed softly, turned and walked into the inner room to fiddle with the things the little girl needed.

"Thank you, madam." The young man politely thanked his wife. The potion the little girl needed was already placed on the bedside table next to the hospital bed.

Abraxas reached out and took the fragile little girl into his arms, comforting her gently.

"Abu, I miss my sister." The little girl hugged the blond boy tightly and said in a low voice: "I miss my brother and brother Al so much, Uncle Avery, Mrs. Nemesis, Alek. Uncle Xie, maid sister, Ultorvia, Jasmine..."

"And...father and mother..."

Do people miss home when they are sick?

Probably because I lack a sense of security in my heart.

"Then, can Vivian miss me?" The boy's voice was very soft, soft enough to be ignored. Abraxas rarely revealed his emotions in front of others.

Especially, in front of "Elvira Grindelwald".

Pride is as precious as Malfoy, but at this moment he is carefully testing his weight in the little girl's heart.

But the little girl didn't seem to hear what he said, she just hugged him tightly, trying to get the little bit of security she needed from him.

When you are around someone you want to rely on, just be a child.

Abraxas unknowingly hugged Elvira with more strength, and even when the school robe was squeezed into tiny wrinkles, this young man who always paid attention to his manners did not care.

More than ten years later, when he mentioned the past to his descendants again, the eyes of Abraxas, who had become the head of the Malfoy family, would still be filled with warmth and love that even he himself had not noticed.

That's the look you show unconsciously when facing someone you've made up your mind to love and protect.

"It's time to go to class, Abraxas." Letoria knocked on the door and stood up hesitantly. It was obvious that he was pushed out and forced to act as the atmosphere destroyer.

And his pure-blood 'friends' stood aside as if nothing had happened, and some even gloated about his misfortune.

At this moment, Letoria was facing the blond boy bravely. Damn it, he was still afraid of facing Abraxas, who had something to do with the little girl.

It is unimaginable that Abraxas, as Malfoy, is still very possessive of Elvira.

"Do you think Letoria can handle Abraxas?" Edgar turned his head and looked at the black curly-haired boy beside him, "That's a Malfoy."

"Sometimes people's reason and bottom line are equal, but they stand on opposite sides. No matter what time, Elvira will be our 'protective shield'." The slender figure of the young man with black curly hair is leaning against the wall, with sunlight The boy who was shaking was unable to open his eyes as the light shone on his face.

But he couldn't help but let passers-by stop for a moment to see more of him.

The young man raised his slender hands to cover his eyes, which were narrowed by the sunlight. After a long time, Rudolph turned his attention to the fragile and sick little girl.

She is the taut string and the fuse that protects them.