HP Demon's Silence

Just when Lucius squinted his eyes and considered whether to use the privilege of the school manager to force open the door, he heard a soft sound, and the door finally opened. The platinum boy who was rubbing his head saw the person coming and froze in place. "……Father?"

Lucius put down the wand that was ready to go, showing a noble and beautiful smile. "Good evening, Draco, I happened to come to Hogwarts today on business, so I stopped by to see you."

Draco quickly stepped aside and followed Lucius into the room.He was a little puzzled. In the past, when his father came to Hogwarts, he would tell him through the godfather to go to the potions office. This was the first time that he came directly to the dormitory.

Lucius sat down on a single sofa, looked around, and found nothing unusual, and couldn't help but secretly laughed at his friend's suspicion, right, how could his little dragon cause trouble with such a well-behaved and sensible character?

Draco put down the towel, brought a cushion, sat down next to Lucius, then picked up an apple from the small table, and peeled it deftly.At this moment, he didn't have any arrogance that belonged to a Slytherin prince. He was just an ordinary son, peeling an apple for his father.

"Bless Merlin," Lucius looked at him with a smile, and sighed, "Our little dragon is probably the first Malfoy in history who is good at peeling apples! When Narcissa was sick, I peeled one for her every day. But she'd rather have the house-elves serve her. I must admit, it's too hard to peel a nice apple!"

It was not the first time Draco had heard these words. In fact, Lucius would sigh every time he watched him peel an apple, which shows how difficult this is in the mind of Master Malfoy.

He smiled and said: "Dear Mr. Malfoy, wouldn't it be perfect if you could even peel apples? Then what is the use of my craftsmanship? I believe Merlin is fair, when he gave you the supreme Wisdom, good looks, perfect family, something has to be taken away."

With that said, Draco had cut the apples into slices and placed them in the crystal plate.He didn't use the Slicing or Levitating Charms, it had nothing to do with wizards or Muggles, it was just his own wish.

Lucius happily accepted his son's service. Seeing that Draco was so sensible, he felt that his daily hard work and all the troubles he encountered during the day were all worth it.

"Father, did you come to Hogwarts today because of Sirius Black? I heard that he might have sneaked into the castle, and now the whole school is panicking. Especially Potter, I guess he hides in the castle every night." Shivering under the quilt!" After speaking, he could not hide the gloating in his tone.

"You are right, Draco, not only Hogwarts, but the entire wizarding world is shaken, the front page of the Daily Prophet is full of arguments all day long, and the Minister of Magic receives piles of protests every hour Believe me, I think he's going crazy," said Mr. Malfoy, who was elegant and sensible in the past, "...cough, but I didn't come here today for this matter. Draco, listen to Severus, Slytherin has a new student, eh?"

Draco was taken aback, why did his father pay attention to this matter?You must know that although my father is the school manager of Hogwarts, he hardly intervenes in the specific affairs of the school, but this time the godfather actually found his father for this...

"...Yes, her name is Olivia Lachesis," Draco said hesitantly, paused for a while, and couldn't help but add: "I can assure you, she is an excellent Slytherin."

The black-haired girl's pure smile appeared in Draco's mind, and at the same time, many speculations flooded his mind, and he found himself a little nervous, because he never thought that she and he might stand in a hostile position, Even ordinary friendly relations cannot be maintained.

Lucius was enjoying the fruit offered by his son when he heard Draco's words and suddenly stopped chewing.After a while, Draco swallowed the apple when he almost thought that his father was stuck in the throat, and asked rather strangely: "Xiaolong, I don't seem to understand, what you just said is who?"

"Ovelia Lachesis." Draco repeated it inexplicably, carefully observing his father's expression, but saw a complex emotion mixed with shock and joy.

Lucius murmured, "Merlin, what did I hear? Is it really what I thought? It's unbelievable!"

Draco felt that his father's reaction did not match all the possibilities he imagined. Not only that, but in his impression, his father was always calm and calm, never showing such a surprised expression.

He pressed, "Father, what's the matter? What are you talking about?"

"Oh, little dragon." Lucius stood up slowly from the sofa, "I know you're curious, but I have to go now, I have a guess, I'm going to confirm it, honey, it's a long time I'll tell you the story later, okay?"

Draco really wanted to protest, he was so curious right now, it was about Ovelia, coupled with his father's mysterious attitude, he felt that he might have insomnia tonight.

It's a pity that Lucius, who was in shock, couldn't understand his son's state of mind. Before leaving, he wiped out all the fruits in the crystal dish, and then, like any loving father, he patted Draco on the shoulder encouragingly , said: "Take care of yourself, Xiaolong, don't let Narcissa worry about you. Remember we will always love you."

"..." Hearing the last sentence, Draco's restless heart suddenly calmed down.Some things, which he thought were lost forever, had been miraculously found back.At the moment when he regained his life, he secretly vowed not to leave any regrets this time.

So he smiled and replied, "I love you too, Dad."

Draco stood at the door, and the figure of Lucius in his line of sight was not in a hurry, walking away step by step, his long platinum hair swayed slightly, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Yes, this man, he is not a kind person, he is hypocritical, cunning, cruel, vicious, and mercenary, but he is always an excellent pure-blood nobleman, a dedicated family head, a good husband, and a good father.

Draco will never forget how in the last life Lucius dealt with Voldemort, Dumbledore, and the Ministry of Magic in order to protect the Malfoy family, to protect his useless son, and to protect mother Narcissa. .

In the end Voldemort won.So at the instigation of Alexandra Zetlov, Lucius was the first to be pulled out, accused of being a traitor, and tortured to death at the hands of the Death Eaters who had been colleagues.And Draco was forcibly dragged, just knelt down beside him powerlessly, witnessing everything with his own eyes.

Draco's eyes suddenly blurred, and tears rolled down quietly, but he didn't wipe them off, and just stood there quietly until Lucius' figure disappeared from the end of his vision.

Back in time in an instant, Draco seemed to see his father lying on the dirty ground again in a haze, his gray blue eyes were still looking at him worriedly until he died; he saw the empty Malfoy Manor, that The lifeless mother on the swing unable to swing, her beautiful long light golden hair hangs down and shakes gently.

And those ice blue eyes, she looked down from the high throne, with a smile on her lips, but spit out the most ruthless words in the world: "Oh, dear Draco, as long as you swear allegiance, I will give Poor Mrs. Malfoy is an Avada Kedavra. Or do you want to continue to see her tortured?"

His heart contracted suddenly, and a drop of tear fell to the ground. Draco unhurriedly took out a handkerchief from his cuff. It was carefully prepared by Narcissa for him, exuding a faint fragrance of roses.He wiped his cheek gracefully, then turned and closed the door.After a long silence, when he raised his head again, his face had returned to calmness.

"Hehe, Alexandra Zetlov..." he murmured, in a soft tone, like a sympathetic whisper.

But if you look carefully, you can find that in the depths of those gray-blue eyes, huge waves are surging.

Alexandra Zetloff!How can you let me not hate you!

How can you let me not hate you! !

How can I not hate you! ! !

……

With his back to the fireplace, the platinum boy sat in silence for a long time, until the clock in the room struck one o'clock in the morning, he moved slightly as if he had just woken up from a dream, stood up slowly, then bent down, from the Take out a thing that looks like a wall clock from the hidden compartment of the sofa base.

- Time-Turner.

If this thing is obtained through formal channels, it needs to be approved by the Ministry of Magic's education department, after extremely complicated procedures and a long wait, but for Draco who has been reborn once, it is not difficult to get it from other channels .

I saw a pale and slender finger flexibly moving the pointer forward four times quickly.

He disappeared in place.

***

After Olivia found a reason to leave the common room, she returned to the dormitory.

After a little perception, she knew that Draco was staying in his dormitory, but the vague shadow just now was clearly Draco. It was so late and it was close to the curfew. He purposely used the time-turner to go out to do what?

Ovelia felt that her adaptability was really strong. After only one day here, she had already begun to remember to consider problems from all angles.If it was in the past, she would have ignored the consequences for the time being, teleported out of the waiting room, and then caused a lot of trouble, which was left to Lanlos to solve.

"Hey..." She plucked her hair, and there were still a bunch of colored paper sticking to it, thinking with great emotion: "Sure enough, what Karuo said is right, once people have something they care about, they have worries, so they don't worry about it anymore." I can’t do whatever I want, but this feeling doesn’t seem too bad!”

Thinking of this, Ovelia let go of her perception again, and the huge spiritual power quickly spread around her, covering the entire castle in an instant. She quickly identified the familiar creature among hundreds of thousands of creatures. The soul couldn't help but smiled slightly, moved his body, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already left the bedroom and quietly appeared in a dark corridor.

She saw the end of the corridor at a glance, and Draco, who cast the Disillusionment Charm on himself, disappeared around the corner, and then she heard a rush of footsteps, and Harry Potter in the cloak of invisibility walked in front of her go through.

"..." Ovelia blinked her eyes, who can tell her what's going on?Why is this... well... she forgot the name of the little boy who carried the fragment of Voldemort's soul, why did he follow Draco?Let him follow him, but with such a big movement, is it really okay?

Ovelia was inexplicably relieved. She suddenly thought of her group of subordinates who were a bit irrelevant in terms of personality and other things. She was worried at first, but as the saying goes, beauty comes from contrast. At this moment, she deeply I deeply realized the true meaning of this sentence.

It is said that this boy is regarded as the savior by the entire wizarding world, but now it seems that a child is a child, he was born in this safe (...) era, and he is really lucky to have the opportunity to run panting like this things!

Ovelia sighed to herself for a while before jumping after her. The aura of her whole body was nothing more than a ghost, and it almost perfectly blended into the air.

Then she smiled and watched Draco easily deal with the savior boy, watched him escape from the crime scene with the loot, and finally realized an important problem when he was alone: ​​at this time, How can it be considered normal?

When she stayed, the secret path was terrible. Lanlos had always emphasized that she should think about things from the standpoint of others, so she also thought about it carefully. To Draco now, she is a complete stranger. She can almost Foresee how he would react if he appeared out of nowhere and said 'hi' nonchalantly.It would be light to directly cast a death curse... let alone trust or affection.

Yes, Ovelia swears, she has considered this issue a long time ago, but when she got excited just now, she accidentally forgot, because she didn't have this habit before.

... Alas, what should we do now?

The author has something to say: God, I caught up, before 12 o'clock...

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