Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Indra pulled off the ribbon, peeled off the colored paper, and opened the lavender gift box, which was full of stuff.

Cookies produced by the moldy key workshop, bite-sized chocolate owl heads, and gummy candies of various shapes.

Indra took out a cute and naive Ouroboros silver bracelet from the silk bag. It was heavy and smooth. She put it on her wrist, turned around and kissed Draco happily on the cheek.

"It's beautiful! Did you also give it to me as a birthday gift?"

"Of course not." Draco said lazily, looking like he was enjoying himself.

He leaned over, pressed his chin on Indra's shoulder, and watched her hands playing with the contents of the gift box.

Obviously he installed it himself, but when he saw Indra taking it out one by one, he had a different feeling.

Indra poured out two pairs of earrings from a soft leather box.

A pair of thin gold chains hangs a single horn, which is very wizard-like.

The other pair are butterflies made of thin mother-of-pearl.

"It looks like a unicorn horn. Did you buy it from Vanli's jewelry store in Diagon Alley?"

"No, I bought it in Wiltshire. There are some very old wizard shops there. My mother often orders things there. I will take you to see them later."

Draco took the earrings and said expectantly, "I'll put them on for you. Which one do you want to wear?"

"One-horned." Indra pulled back her hair and tilted her head to expose her ears.

Draco carefully inserted the golden needle into the tiny ear hole, not daring to use any force and holding his breath.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

After putting on one side for a long time, Draco exhaled, and Indra fell on his lap and asked him to put on the other side.

After putting it on, Draco lowered his head and kissed Indra's ear.

There is something at the bottom of the box, wrapped in soft leather, I don't know what it is.

Indra took it out, Draco's eyes moved and he suddenly said, "I'm going to the bathroom." Then he quickly got out of bed.

"Okay." Indra gave him a strange look, lowered his head, opened the large soft-cover envelope, and took out a parchment book from inside.

Indra opened the book, and inside it was Draco's familiar handwriting, written in ancient runes, and it was a thick book.

The title page reads in English:

送：

Indra Mendesse.

Draco Malfoy.

1995 Hogwarts

Indra turned over the first page and glanced at it briefly, and found that she needed many reference books to understand the precise words and arrangement, but this did not prevent her from reading directly to understand the general meaning.

This is already quite profound ancient runes.

In the center of the first line is the ancient curse word in runes. Indra discovered that it was lovenom translated by Draco.

This seemed to be a story about the lovenom curse. Draco copied it down and gave it to himself, hoping that he could understand it.

The general content of the story is that this spell was created by Nemeiro, a powerful wizard in ancient times, for his beloved Frotes.

Frotes loved butterflies very much, so Nemeiro invented this magic spell and vowed to perform this magic only for her.

Nemeiro's oath allows the light of the silver butterfly flying out of this magic spell to only illuminate the face of the loved one. If the silver butterfly cannot illuminate the person you want to please, the person who cast the spell will be poisoned and die.

Legend has it that this spell caused the death of many casters, and was gradually abandoned in the corner of time.

Are you sure that the person in front of you is the one you love? Do you have the courage to cast this simple beautiful spell on her\him?

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It was almost a love letter, no wonder Draco took refuge in the bathroom.

He had cast this spell for himself last night, and the glow of the silver butterfly illuminated her face.

But Indra was a little angry and scared. What if something goes wrong with this spell of unknown origin? !

How could he cast such a dangerous spell so casually?

Draco was indeed hiding in the bathroom at the moment, too embarrassed to go out.

He didn't translate it, just hoping that Indra could read it.

He stood in front of the mirror, holding the edge of the marble sink with both hands, lowering his head slightly, and then raised it again to look at himself in the mirror.

A silver necklace hung on his slender, pale neck. Draco then remembered that Indra had given him a necklace and looked at it carefully.

The silver necklace was a little thicker than the one he gave to Indra. There was a fixed silver pendant hanging on it. It was square with a circle in it, which was larger than a fingernail. There seemed to be some pattern engraved on it.

Draco picked it up and looked down and saw that it was a fire dragon pattern.

He raised his eyebrows, was he referring to her patron saint or the little dragon?

Maybe there are.

Behind the small silver medal is IMDM.

"Draco!"

Indra's call came from outside the bathroom, and Draco opened the door and walked out to see the expression on her face.

Indra had put all the gifts scattered on the bed back into gift boxes, including the handwritten runes.

She walked over slowly, raised her arms to hug Draco's neck and leaned into his arms. She said helplessly and tenderly, "I like it very much, but don't try such dangerous spells again, I will worry."

Draco hugged her, with a slight blush on his cheeks, and hesitantly said, "...Actually, I also checked other documents and found that this spell can indeed illuminate the face of the beloved, but it will not cause death." The murder was caused by emotional entanglement, not poisoned by a spell."

Indra raised his head, chuckled, curled his lips and looked at him in annoyance, but felt relieved in his heart.

"Then why don't you write it down together? But that won't work either. Who knows which one is true."

Indra didn't want Draco to take any risks. Although she usually studied dangerous potions, she always worried about gains and losses when facing the one she loved.

Draco nodded, held her cheek and kissed her lips, "Do you understand everything?"

"I understand the general meaning. I will use the reference book to take a closer look later. I asked you why you haven't given me that ancient rune book for so long. Can you give it to me now?"

Draco dug out two old books from the desk drawer, which were full of ancient runic characters.

Sure enough, he didn't return it to the library at all.

So on Christmas morning, the two spent most of the day in the dormitory before packing up and going downstairs to have breakfast.

In the afternoon, they all did their homework in the open air under the beech trees on the edge of the Black Lake, surrounded by the short white snow and the mist rising from the Black Lake.

Even though it's the holidays, fifth-grade students still have a mountain of homework to do.

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I thought for a long time whether I should make this spell actually cause the death of the caster.