[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

late at night.

In the darkness, it seemed that the girl's light breathing could be heard.

The violet curtains were blown up and down by the gentle wind, and the soft curtains were rolled up a crack.The moonlight fell into the bedroom, and the soft light blurred the blurry scene—the wide ivory bed, the silk quilt stretched out, the ball wrapped in the quilt, and the long golden hair scattered on the pillow.

Suddenly, in this dim room, a small light cluster rose, and a shadow was dragged on the floor.The young man's face was half hidden in the ball of light, his slightly raised eyebrows, and the high bridge of his nose cast shadows on his fair face, but his eyes were even deeper at the moment.

He lowered his head, with a faint light on his light-colored eyelashes, he looked at the girl on the bed, and the corners of his lips curled into a small arc.The Polyjuice Potion did trick him at first.However, how could he be willing to believe it, not to mention that he got the news from the Marquis of White.

Therefore, he had already calculated the time when the potion would expire, and he had to confirm his speculation.He is the master here, and every door will be open for him.He just needs to walk in quietly to see the girl he likes.

He stretched out his hand and gently landed on her forehead, brushing away the scattered hair along the eyebrows, sphenoid bone, and jaw.Her hot smooth skin burned his hand, and he jerked it back.

She doesn't want to see him!Otherwise, he wouldn't have turned into Mrs. Parkinson and appeared in Malfoy Manor!

She must still be angry!

It's all Zabini's fault!He thought angrily, his face became more gloomy, if he hadn't got the love potion, he wouldn't have acted so abnormally.He couldn't recall how outrageous what he had done?Even Pansy came to scold him.

At that time, Kelly, will it be difficult?

He was suddenly terrified again.Afraid of wishful thinking, Kelly didn't take this matter to heart at all.She should be angry at herself!Why didn't she get angry at herself?But two months since Voldemort's return, no matter how many letters he wrote, they all fell to the ground.

Seeing Christo's peaceful sleeping face, he suddenly felt that his whole brain was on fire, and a villain hissed in his heart to wake her up!Wake her up!ask her!Why!Why!

However, after waking up, what should I ask?When he thought about the Three Broomsticks, he couldn't help but fold his head and shrink into the shadows.If she was asked back, how should he answer?

When he twisted Zabini's collar to give him a fist, the guy's face was as hard as a slate.He said: "You fight, I deserve it. But what about you, don't you deserve it? McMillan can restore the strength of You-Know-Who, how about you? You are no better than those idiots in Gryffindor, you I can't even identify the love potion..."

The burning flame in his mind was instantly extinguished.Frustration made his eyebrows droop.He felt sour and astringent in his heart, a feeling he had never felt before.He is the only heir of the Malfoy family, loved by his parents since he was a child, he is proud of his talent, even in the face of Saint Potter and Granger, he has always been arrogant.However, facing Keli, he suddenly felt so far away, so far away that he felt that as long as she turned around, he would never find her again.

However, when he faced her, his heart was so soft that he couldn't believe it.

When Pansy clings to him, he thinks it's liking, superficial, uninteresting, and worthless.

However, when he found that he seemed to like Kelly, he couldn't help himself, he wished he could hold this weird feeling in his hands.

He's going to be driven crazy by his own irrationality...

A hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.

"Dad—" He turned his head suddenly and shouted out in shock.He thought of Christo, who was less than one meter away from him, and quickly turned around, only to find that she was still deeply asleep.

"Come with me." Lu Xiu said with a straight face.

Draco's wand-holding hand dropped, and so did a small ball of light.

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Christo slept until dawn, looking refreshed.She rolled on the bed before lazily getting up, as expected of the Malfoy family with so much money that even Voldemort coveted it, it was really enjoyable.

After she changed her clothes, Amber's loud cry came from outside the window.She opened the curtains, and Amber flew in with morning dew and threw the envelope to her.

She sat cross-legged on the bed and opened the letter. Tracy's handwriting was very elegant, and she was in a good mood.

Dear Kelly, seeing a letter feels like meeting you.

First of all, I have to tell you to be careful recently.Not long ago, I was called by Albus's old honey to drink honey tea all afternoon.It was a very unpleasant conversation and I told him straight up that I would stand by you unwaveringly. (Who makes you much cuter than that old man, and how could I turn against Gilderoy.) You know, I have never been afraid of anyone in all these centuries, let me be tactful, it is really impossible.

Seeing this, I guess you can guess it. Gildero is with me now. Just before you showed your power and brought the Dark Lord back to life, he had some bad luck in Little Hangleton Village. Sad Desperately spent a holiday at St. Mungo's Hospital.Of course, under my careful watchful eye, he's strong enough to fight Severus by now.

Gilderoy and I will go to Shazhi County as soon as we get rid of the Order of the Phoenix, probably within this week.In addition to establishing a covenant this time, we have to talk about the previous things - small fragments about the Dark Lord.Therefore, if there is anything to be resolved, the minions should be notified as soon as possible, so that we can prepare early.

As for Lucius, I think you misunderstood him.You think about his son's body so openly, can he agree?Be reserved, girl!

Your most understanding Trish.

Christo saw the end, threw the parchment away, and got into the quilt with her whole body.

No wonder Mr. Malfoy looked at her so sharply at that time.But she really didn't think that much...she just...just wanted to find a reason for Mr. Malfoy to send Draco home!

The more she covered her face, the hotter she felt, and it must have been more blush than Zhaoxia at the moment.She whined in annoyance that Mr. Malfoy must have thought of her as a rascal who coveted his son.

I don't know how long she has been struggling in the room, Dobby's shrill voice rang out.Christo knew that no matter how embarrassing she was, she would have to go out, and she had to go see Earl Mel after breakfast.

Christo took the polyjuice potion, strode out of the room with her head held high, and showed her nostrils throughout the meal.She was really embarrassed to look directly at Malfoy and his son. Naturally, she couldn't find anything wrong with Lucius' complicated eyes and Draco who had been lowering his head to deal with fried eggs.

When it was time to go out, Lucius resolutely left Draco at home, and apparated to the Big Butter Bar with Christophe.

The Big Butter Bar, despite the large letters in its name, is actually about the same size as a Hog's Head Bar.Not a single window in the bar was opened, and the air was mixed with the smell of several kinds of alcohol, which made people feel a little drunk.Although it was daytime, the bar was surprisingly lively, and the buzzing noise couldn't help but make people change the name of the place to Bumblebee Bar.

Christo noticed that there were even a few people sitting in the dark corner, and the dim candlelight shone on their wine glasses, reflecting light faintly.

Lucius walked in the front, and at this moment his power was completely useless in this small, smoky space.Christo saw at least four glasses of wine being swung on him.

After they circled a table of lunatics talking about how to get the dragon eggs, the narrow landing finally appeared.A thin old man looked at them with his sunken eyes, "Who..." His dry voice trembled.

"Count Mel's guest." Lucius said with his face raised.

The old man's eyes swept over him quickly, and he saw the proud Mrs. Parkinson again, and he frowned slightly.When he saw Wormtail, he said, "207."

He turned his body sideways, just to make the narrow staircase a little wider.

They went upstairs, the long corridor was covered with dark red carpets, the oil lamps on both walls were burning quietly, and the pungent smell of oily smoke made the smell of alcohol in the air thinner.Soon, they found 207, which was the same narrow door.

Lucius turned his head slightly, "Be careful." He pushed the door open.

"Oh, Lucius, my partner, you are finally here." A fat figure stood up, almost covering the entire room's view.Wearing a pinstriped tuxedo from last century, he rolled to the door bulging like a watermelon.

"Earl Mel, long time no see." Lucius said politely, he turned sideways, "This—"

Christo took a step forward and stretched out her hand, "Hello, Earl Mel, Fella Parkinson."

Lucius glared at her, but she didn't care about it. At this moment, the fat man called Earl Mel was looking at her unblinkingly with his black pearl-like eyes.

"Oh, Mrs. Parkinson, elegant lady," he complimented, his eyes falling eagerly behind her.

Wormtail swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took a step forward. Before he could speak, Lucius had already said, "You can call him Wormtail."

"Hello." Earl Mel's tone became a little cold.

The two sides were so confrontational.

Christo slightly raised her eyebrows, when are you going to stand?Looking at Earl Mel, she always felt that his thick figure did not give people a sense of reliability.She glanced at Lucius and saw that his expression was very indifferent...

"Mr. Mel, are you not going to let our collaborator in?" The woman's giggle broke the silence.

Earl Mel scratched his thinning hair, "It's really rude." His bulbous body twisted to the side, and Christo saw the scene in the room.

Countless sofas were piled up in a mess on the dark red carpet. Seven men and women each occupied one side, wearing exaggerated dresses, and the three of Lucius, who were wearing wizard robes, looked like aliens.

Christo randomly found a seat and sat down.This was the first time she had seen so many vampires.After staying with Tracy for a long time, she almost thought that all vampires were outstanding in appearance, but now, she found that there was only one man in this room who was barely qualified. As for the Earl of Mel, she was really surprised.

Lucius: "Count Mel, at this special time, I think we'd better get straight to the point." He said, first took out a roll of parchment, just when the wand was about to be tapped...

"Wait, Lucius, I'm afraid I can't do it now." Earl Mel waved his fat paw.

Lucius studied him.

Earl Mel rubbed his hands, "I would like to ask, when will Miss McMillan arrive?"

"Earl Mel, I don't think we need a teenager to participate in our conversation?" Christo narrowed her eyes slightly, "Still, do you think Lucius and I cannot represent Lord Dark Lord? Enough sincerity."

"No, no, no—— Mrs. Parkinson, you misunderstood me. You may not know that we vampires have a strict internal hierarchy, but it's just normal times," he pointed upward with his index finger, and shook his head helplessly, " They are too lazy to bother. But this time, I came here under the order of the Marquis of White..." He watched Lucius' pupils constrict with satisfaction, and took a sip from his glass. "Marquis of White said, we can talk, But it must be spoken to Miss MacMillan."