HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

"Are you really right? Are you saying you want to give me all these rags?" Draco frowned, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

Lycoris looked at Draco's gray-blue eyes blinking at her, and then looked at the pile of garbage on the ground.

Why did she want me to take this pile of garbage back? I'm not a poor member of the Weasley family, so poor that I regard any rag as a treasure.

"Do you remember when you stole your father's dark magic contraband diary in the second grade?" Lycoris opened her mouth to reveal the truth and quickly explained before Draco could get angry, "Give your father some contraband, just in case. Can he use it?"

"Why does my father use black magic contraband?" Draco seemed to have forgotten that there were many black magic contraband in his secret room, and said disdainfully, "Besides, do I not have any alchemy items at home?"

Draco's words were full of disdain for this pile of rubbish.

"Don't you think this is pretty?" Lycoris pointed at Ravenclaw's crown and said, "" It's also inlaid with gems! "

Draco glanced at it and saw that the quality of the gem was not top-notch, so he said, "Gem? What about gems? Is our Malfoy family going to be short of a few gems?"

Draco didn't think there was any point in sending this pile of junk to his father. How could a man like his father value such a thing?

"Are you going to look at it again?" Lycoris wanted to shove the Ravenclaw crown into Draco's face, but Draco reluctantly lowered his head and glanced down.

""It's okay! "Draco explained, "The main reason is that it is too old, the style is too old-fashioned, and it does not conform to the current fashion. "

Draco didn't just say it casually. Among his mother Narcissa's crowns, crowns, bracelets, rings, etc., which one is not more beautiful than this one?

Licolis almost rolled her eyes, but resisted the urge to convince others with her fists.

She took a big step and stood in front of Draco, looking up at him slightly.

"These things are black magic contraband, and they are just as important as the good things you mentioned. If you give them to your father, even if he doesn't like these things, he will essentially do it because they are given to you by your son. His acceptance.”

As a last resort, Licoris played the father-son relationship card.

Draco still didn't like these things. They were old and looked dirty and smelly. "But even if I want to give my father dark magic contraband, why choose these rags?"

"Look at these things." Licolis took three steps back and opened her arms. "They have been here for who knows how long. Some of them have been here since the founding of Hogwarts."

"These black magic contraband items are not made freshly as you think, they are very old.

"With the passage of time, many charms will be lost. Hogwarts has been established for so many years, are you sure that the things taught now are still the same as at the beginning?

"All magic spells are at risk of being lost, let alone the method of making contraband of dark magic?" Lycoris tempted Draco to accept them and said, "Mr. Malfoy will definitely be interested."

Draco put on his dragon leather gloves, held a tattered notebook between his index fingers and thumbs and put it into his bag. Then he simply held back his disgust and grabbed the bracelets, earrings, rings, etc. and put them into his bag.

Finally, take the only crown that can be seen by others, from Likolis.

"My father will definitely send me a roaring letter!" Draco's voice was a little aggrieved, wiping his hands with a handkerchief, "He will definitely say, which garbage dump did you get me so much rags from?"