[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

Trish didn't care much, "Isn't this just for you to make the right decision? Think about it, Keli, hahahaha..." She threw Krisdo in front of the portrait of the fat woman. Eyes blinked and blinked, "Don't go anywhere, think about it."

Christopher, what's the point of this.Lifting her eyelids, she found that Tracy was looking at her with a strange smile, so she read the password and crawled into the cave.

However, she has already decided that she must not let the platinum young master have another chance to speak!As soon as she pushed open the bedroom door, a fluffy snowball flew into her arms.She tore the ferret off the robe and put her hands in front of her eyes. The ferret rolled its dark pea eyes uneasily.

"Xiaolong, how naughty..." She almost bit her own tongue, her head switched to someone very disappointingly, why does she think this name is too sticky now?She shook her head, threw the ferret to the ground angrily, and strode to her bed. There was a pile of envelopes that were too late to open on the small table next to her.

She sat down and signaled to herself not to bother herself any more, when her letter-taking hand had just half-stretched and stopped abruptly in mid-air - the Irish team puppet was pattering across the little space left on the table Well, it was Draco who tricked her away to buy it together, he didn't expect that at that time, he had ulterior motives!

Kristo waved her wand, and the pile of envelopes spread out, submerging the little doll.

She was quite proud, put on dragon leather gloves, and started to open the envelope.She was really surprised. The letter, which seemed pleasing to the eye yesterday, became so difficult to see today. Even if she harvested a poisonous spider and a poisonous scorpion, it didn't make her feel any better. .

Where does she have a boat with so many feet?Harry and Cedric both like Zhang, okay?Draco, Draco, hasn't she agreed yet!Thinking of this, Christo suddenly felt that she was hopeless. She rubbed her flushed face and took a deep breath. She must have been too free recently, so she was so free to think about things!

She casually picked up a potion book from the bookshelf, flipped through a few pages, and suddenly opened her eyes wide. Do you want to die, love potion!Why let her see the love potion at this time!The letters in the book burrowed wildly into her eyes—"Love Potion is the most potent and powerful love potion in the wizarding world...the smell is a matter of personal preference."

Christo held the book and hesitated for a moment.

Also struggling at the moment is Blaise.Since Draco came back, all his comfortable life went to see Merlin.He looked angrily at Draco, who looked solemn as if the Malfoy family's vault had been looted, and asked very displeasedly, "What else do you want?"

He remembered that he had danced the female step for days after the last time Draco came to him with a serious face.

Draco hesitated to speak, hesitated for a long while, and then said: "I accidentally confessed today, and then I failed."

Blaise jumped up from the bed suddenly, "What, who did you confess to?" He had a bad feeling in his heart.He took Draco and sniffed it, and it was true that he didn't smell the scent of the love potion, and his mind had already automatically sketched out the voice and appearance of that person.

Draco looked at him with a look of contempt, "Who do you think I will confess to!"

Blaise twitched the corners of his mouth, what's with your natural expression, Young Master Malfoy?Are you trying to play Romeo of Slytherin and Juliet of Gryffindor?No, no, it's obvious that McMillan doesn't intend to play tricks with the young master.He reached out, patted Draco, and said pityingly, "Sorry, she's not worth it..."

"...But, what should I do?"

Blaise rubbed his ears, wouldn't it be better if he didn't do anything?

"Wouldn't it be too tacky if I used roses...a gift, what should I choose as a gift... as for the location, hey, don't tell me you have to take a holiday, invite her to..."

Blaise pressed his friend's shoulder and looked at him in disbelief: "You want to confess to her again?"

Draco had such a serious expression on his face, "That's right, that's why I came to ask you for help..."

Blaise looked at the ceiling, should he report to the dean.No!He was going to save this stupid Malfoy who had forgotten that he was a Slytherin!

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Christo finally made a decision.She quickly packed her things and went out.She wanted to find an empty classroom and cook a pot of love potion.Although he had never tried it before, but for the first time, Christo successfully brewed the finished product. The luster of mother-of-pearl and the spiraling steam all showed the perfection of the potion.

Chris puffed up her cheeks, exhaled and inhaled to soothe her nervous heart.She was a little expectant, but also a little dazed, she scooped up a spoonful, and sniffed it carefully. There was a vague smell of dry potion ingredients, the smell of wine, and then... She frowned slightly, as if , it seems, there is no more...

Suddenly there was a strong joy, and I finally didn't have to worry about it, because I didn't have anyone I liked yet.However, she always felt that something was weird, as if there was a little bit of disobedience and loss that was quietly eating away at the joy.

Hey!She suddenly came back to her senses, there was nothing to be disappointed about.Humming a shallow tune, she filled up the remaining medicine, and the liquid in the transparent bottle was like a huge ball.

She walked out of the classroom, thinking about the whereabouts of this bottle of potion as she walked.She didn't want to be found out that she was wearing a love potion, and Rita Skeeter could cause countless troubles for her by using this topic.

"McMillan, didn't you expect that?" Pansy's shrill voice suddenly sounded.

Kristo frowned, and the moment she turned the corner, she was pushed back by Pansy.Pansy's smile was very arrogant, Pansy's wand was pointed at the tip of her nose, and Pansy uttered a spell viciously...

Krystal stepped aside nimbly, and Pansy's next spell followed.She pulled out her wand and expertly armored herself.During the melee, bang—something broke... Pan Xi on the opposite side suddenly stopped his frantic actions.

Christophe looked at her with raised eyebrows, and Pansy grinned, "What is this, oh, McMillan, so it is so, it is so..." Pansy squatted down, with her index finger dipped in the liquid on the ground, while sniffing, while Said, "Tell me, if I tell Draco this..."

"Do you think I'll give you this chance?" Christo quickly interrupted her, "Clean up..."

Pan Xi suddenly screamed: "No, it's impossible!" His domineering face flushed red.Christo was taken aback by her.

Pansy shook her head vigorously, her wand hand trembling.

Christo was thinking, could it be that there was really something wrong with the love potion she made for the first time?Somewhere in my heart seemed to open a window suddenly, and all the bright sunlight came in at once.Before she had time to test whether the idea of ​​the school was correct, Pansy ran away at a speed as if a pack of hungry wolves were behind her.

Christo remained silent, what happened?She also dipped a little liquid, no matter how she observed, she didn't notice the slightest flaw.So, is Parsenkin bewitched?

Christo quickly put the matter behind her.This time, Rita Skeeter wasn't so powerful, and she didn't seem to know it.Pan Xi seemed to be awakened by someone, and the love potion incident did not cause any waves.

After ten days passed, Christo felt something was wrong.

Every day, her family, Amber, would bring her a gift, a real gift, sometimes an exquisite dessert, sometimes a beautiful headband, sometimes a Quidditch magazine, sometimes a precious potion... In a pile of threatening letters, This thoughtful gift is just out of place.

Christo felt that she should make it clear to Draco.Subconsciously, she looked in a certain direction and found that Draco was not sitting in his usual position.He stayed among a group of lower grade students, and a girl with blond hair sat next to him, chatting and laughing with him.Christo felt her eyes pricked.She took a bite of the pudding and found it a bit bland.

Finally, after breakfast was over, the crowd gradually left. The blond girl tossed her long hair, smiled and left with her classmates. Draco was in his place, and seemed to be watching her leave.Christo hurriedly dismissed Hermione, she wanted to return the gift to Draco before Blaise.She trotted over, and out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Pansy looking at her with a weird look.

"Draco—"

The boy turned his head, raised his head, and looked at her.

She put the gift in front of him, and said with some difficulty: "No need."

Draco raised his eyebrows slightly, and one corner of his mouth curled up, "Huh?"

Christo looked at his face in astonishment.

"You don't think this is a gift from me, do you?" Draco shook the small gift box in the air, "Why do you think I will give you a gift? Keli." He stood up and threw the gift on the table.

Blaise walked over at some point, and snorted softly, "How can the gift from the Malfoy family be so casual." His nails drew a trace on the wrapping paper, "Ah! You really don't think Draco—ah—" He shook his head pityingly.

Draco shouted impatiently: "Let's go, Zabini." He stopped, and said to Christo who was already stunned, "You take what the old woman wrote seriously, Kelly, you I've been getting stupid lately."

Christo's face darkened, but she didn't become stupid—she just realized that Draco's expression just now was almost the same as when he faced other Gryffindors, and she didn't notice that the gift was the same as Draco's. The Christmas presents that came were different, and she didn't understand that Pansy's eyes were mocking and sympathetic, and she thought that Draco was serious about what happened that day...

She is not getting stupid.