HP Demon's Silence

Spring in the UK is rarely bright. It was around eight or nine o’clock when the sun slowly rose. The soft light in the morning shone through the mist and sprinkled on the outer wall of Hogwarts castle covered with traces of time, and sprinkled on the campus. Every corner of the forest brings a little more vitality to the slightly gloomy Forbidden Forest.

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the half-giant's rough voice came from the hut of the Forest Watcher Hagrid. He hummed an unknown passionate tune, accompanied by the clang of pots and pans, and the creaking of the wooden floor, It can be imagined that he is preparing a crude but delicious breakfast for himself.

Not far away, there are two figures that are incompatible with the surrounding scenery standing side by side. One of them is a young girl. She is wearing a thin hospital gown. In the cold wind of early spring, she does not even wear a cloak. The beautiful long black hair is naturally curled and hangs down to the waist, which is in stark contrast with the mercury-colored long hair of the man beside him. The man is well-dressed, and his tall figure is trimmed by an expensive and heavy coat. Although they are dressed in different ways, Their temperaments are so similar, if there is any subtle difference, it is that his smile is on the lips, while hers is in the eyes.

Olivia and Lanlos.

The gentle eyes of the silver-haired man stared at the castle, the ancient buildings and the young beauty. From any angle, this is a pleasing picture, but...

"Oh my god, it's so ugly!" Lanlos said suddenly, "He has gone out of tune and gone to a parallel world!"

As soon as such an emotionless sentence came out, any artistic conception of it flew away.

"Hehe," Ovelia laughed teasingly: "I don't think Beethoven in the parallel world can write such a tune, unless he is pierced, there is no wrongdoing, why do you want to curse others, you can't Do you want to listen to it as an original?"

Lanlos turned his head in surprise: "Beethoven? Isn't it Mozart?"

Ovelia also turned her head: "..."

The two stared at each other silently.

There was silence for a while, and a new tune came out of the cabin. The corners of Lanlos’ mouth twitched, and he automatically and consciously blocked it from the auditory system. Ovelia felt fine and listened to it as an original. Such little things can't affect her mood.

"How?" She said with a smile, "Hogwarts is beautiful!"

Although it was a question, her tone was clearly a statement of facts. Lanlos shrugged and said shamelessly: "It's exactly the same as Etra, and it's not the first time I've seen it. It's still so old, Etra is at least spotless... Aww, Ovelia, you sneak attack!"

A stone that flew out of nowhere rolled down on the lawn, and Lanlos exaggeratedly covered the back of his head.

"..." At this time, Ovelia understands why Karuo always likes to hit him on the head with a wand, not only because someone is the youngest, but also because someone is too weak to hit him!

She smiled with a good temper. Unlike Caro's cold violence, she always patiently explained: "Because you made two mistakes: first, it's not that Hogwarts is exactly the same as Etra, but It's that Etra is exactly the same as Hogwarts; secondly, Caro and I prefer Hogwarts to Etra."

It's a pity that Ovelia is not Caro, so Langlos said a few perfunctory hmms, but he didn't continue, with a calm look on his face, obviously he didn't listen at all.

Seeing this, the black-haired girl smiled even brighter, and added: "But what you said is not completely unreasonable, it is indeed a bit old-just like you, there is nothing you can do when you get older."

Dark clouds drifted by, and Lanlos's face turned black. Unexpectedly, in order to hit him, Ovelia even used this kind of bad tricks that hurt the enemy eight hundred and hurt himself a thousand. He said: "My dear, don't you Forget that the two of us are equal on this point—by the way, I am half a catty, and you are equal.”

"The problem is that I don't care, and I think Hogwarts is very beautiful." Ovelia spread her hands, expressing no pressure, "And you said it's old, eh, so should I praise you for being self-aware?"

Lan Luosi's face was darkened when he heard it, and he couldn't help sighing and holding his forehead-hey, don't you bring such strong words!

……

So, these two very old friends argued back and forth on this meaningless topic for a long time, and neither of them was willing to take a step back unless Caro stepped forward to stop them. The essence of the phrase "live beyond the past" was brought to the extreme, until the visiting time of the school hospital, when the door of Ovelia's ward was pushed open by the visitor, our sick lady had no choice but to stop talking, and turned back to the hospital. On the hospital bed, sit down obediently.

"..." Lanlos stared at the empty grass in front of him, and took a breath.

Here, Olivia slowly pulled the quilt up to her waist, rubbed her eyes, and tried to imitate the expression of just waking up—because she felt that it was not Draco who came in, so it was necessary to fake the scene so as not to be seen Unusual, causing unnecessary trouble.

She yawned and looked up tearfully.

The person who came was a tall blond boy. His short flaxen blond hair was much tougher than Draco's platinum soft fur. His pair of blue eyes showed a rebellious taste. His nose bridge was high and his facial features were deep. , is a typical British handsome guy.

Oh rare visitor!

Ovelia blinked her eyes, a drop of water hung on her slender eyelashes, and she spoke first, "Syprox?"

I saw the young man holding a large bunch of delicate red roses, his previous arrogance remained unchanged, strode into the room, came to Ovelia, and looked down at her.

Inason's aggressive gaze was hot and direct, just as undisguised as when he hated Ovelia. Although the girl's overly calm expression was a bit unexpected to him, he never flinched when confessing. In fact, except for being defeated by Draco when he pursued Alexandra back then, he has always been unfavorable in love.

He bent down slightly, and sent the bouquet to Ovelia's arms. During this period, his blue eyes kept staring at her deeply: "Ovelia Lachesis, before sunset tomorrow, I can invite you to join me on campus for a walk?"

……

Draco was in a bad mood.

He was sitting in front of the hospital bed, the corner of his eyes was always occupied by a touch of warm red, no matter how he gave himself psychological hints, he couldn't completely ignore it.

Obviously, he was just a step late today because he was dealing with an emergency, and a brat with a face like a troll took advantage of it. Innathan Cyprox, two days ago Hearing Blaise complain that ORC was accidentally taken away by Millicent, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now it seems that it is very likely that everything was instructed by Innerson. Her attention and affection...

Hmph, Draco gritted his teeth silently, then he made a wrong calculation. Back then, Marcus Flint tried to win Pansy's favor in the same way, but in the end he got nothing. He is still the number three after himself and Blaise spare tire.

——But, damn it, why did Ovelia hold on to that bouquet of roses and look very happy, didn't she think the fragrance was too strong?

Due to Pansy Brace's presence, Draco was squeezed into a corner, unnoticed, his blue-gray eyes narrowed involuntarily, emitting an unknown cold light.

He glanced at Prefect Sai Bartholomew, who was facing him. The beautiful black-haired boy was holding a huge magic book, and looked at it very intently, as if this was not a ward, but a comfortable coffee shop. Not only that, he occupied a favorable position by the head of Ovelia's bed, gently holding the girl's hand, and caressing it once and for all.

Draco never asked Olivia about her and Sai, in fact, he has always cared about it. Compared with the sudden appearance of Inathan, the relationship between the Slytherin prefect and Ovelia is more obvious. It is confusing, and there are various signs that they have known each other for a long time and have a deep relationship. What kind of relationship is that?

Natural, harmonious, mellow and enviable.

Does she still like him?Maybe……

Half a month ago, the warmth of the kiss that Ovelia offered was still there, and Draco was not sure about this question anymore.

As a mature adult, he knows very well that no one waits forever.

Alexandra's ice-blue eyes flashed in his mind, it was the nightmare that haunted his two lifetimes, in the past 13 years, he told himself over and over again, vowing in the dark again and again, no matter what, he would destroy her.

——Regardless of the cost, by any means!

It was the driving force of his existence.

At that time, his heart was cold, and he was like a revenge machine, carrying out the plan precisely, decisively, and step by step.

However, recently, he couldn't help but ask himself——

does it worth?

Here, Pansy and Blaise, the super gossip duo, have dug out all the details and details of the Innerson incident.Fortunately, Ovelia has no self-consciousness about the gossip center, and always answers the questions with a good temper, and the chat is very pleasant.

Pansy happily came to the conclusion: "Ovelia, you are amazing, you know that he was originally a loyal supporter of Alexandra, but he confessed to you, then he must have broken with the princess party, Ze Troff has lost another servant, if she knows the news... Oh, it's a pity I can't see her distorted face!"

At this moment, someone finally noticed Draco's strange silence, and Blaise asked, "Hey, buddy, what's the matter with you?"

After being named, Draco suddenly woke up, and the huge bouquet of roses came into view again. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he replied, "It's nothing..."

Ovelia looked at him without speaking.

Pansy snorted and said, "It should be because of Zetloff. She was blocking the stairs today to make a fuss about the eldest lady. Draco coaxed her for a long time, so she came late."

Losing her temper at the top of the stairs... Avelia imagined it based on her description, and couldn't help laughing. This picture is more suitable for Pansy. A person who cares about face-saving like Alexandra will definitely not be able to do it, at least not So exaggerated.

"Oh~" Blaise uttered a meaningful monosyllable, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you quarrel?"

He said so in his mouth, but turned his head to look at Ovelia, the girl's smiling expression confirmed his guess even more, Blaise thought to himself, I thought you two had sex a long time ago, look, Draco is talking to the princess You have been in love for nearly two years, but not long after you transferred to another school, they quarreled, tsk tsk...

"I didn't open my mouth because the object of your criticism is my girlfriend." Draco ignored Blaise's hinted wink, and found a random reason, "Should I scold her with you?"

Blaise's expression became more ambiguous, and he said, "Oh, it seems that the quarrel between you guys was serious this time, otherwise you wouldn't be so distracted. We've been talking about your love rival Cyprox..."

Draco was startled, and asked with a guilty conscience, "My rival in love?"

Blaise thought he saw everything, but in fact he hit the right button and closed his mouth sinisterly.

Pansy didn't know what the two men were flirting with, didn't think too much, and said angrily: "Have you forgotten, Cyprox also likes Zetloff, I don't know what kind of eyes you guys have! "

"I'm not interested in her at all." Blaise quickly stated, blinking flatteringly, "You know what I like is..."

"I didn't mention you!" Pan Xi's pretty face flushed, and she didn't feel completely unresponsive, and said firmly, "You...you don't have eyes at all, you just like a girl."

The topic changed quickly, and Draco breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that his performance just now was really substandard.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he stared at the roses, and made a smirk: "Ovelia, if you don't find a bottle to put them in, these roses will die soon." He stretched out his hand to signal, "Come on, put Give them to me."

A certain person's jealousy was hidden, and Ovelia obediently handed over the flowers without doubting him.

"You like roses?" Draco took it, seeing her slightly reluctant expression, and asked.

Sayi suddenly raised her head from the book, touched Ovelia's head, and said, "Our Ovie likes all things that are fragrant, and it would be better if the colors are bright, right?"

"Yeah!" Ovelia nodded. She and Salazar have always been in this way, so she didn't think there was anything wrong at all.

Draco felt his hands itch and wanted to pull out his wand, but fortunately he took a deep breath and held it back. "Understood……"

The quarrel between Pansy and Blaise came to an end temporarily, and the chocolate boy came over and said in surprise, "Draco, can you arrange flowers?"

Draco: "Mother Narcissa will, so I've been exposed to it a little bit."

Blaise expressed his admiration and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, Ovelia received the first bouquet of roses when she came to Hogwarts. It's such a commemorative thing, don't mess it up!" As he spoke, he mourned for Innesson in his stomach: in Draco's hands, if he doesn't become a broken flower, he will definitely not come back.

"Well, don't worry!" Draco said solemnly.This slightly deliberate tone made Ovelia look at him suspiciously, strangely, she seemed to smell a conspiracy...

Before she could think about it, Pansy changed the subject in time: "Honey, it's really not the right time for you to be hurt." She looked at Ovelia and said with sincere regret: "Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and the school will be in the auditorium as usual. There's a masquerade party, open to third graders and up and all teachers, and we just happen to be eligible this year, oh, if only you could come."

Ovelia's eyes brightened. She was almost moldy in the hospital for the past few days. Although she could move around freely most of the time, sitting on the bed and seeing guests was really boring. "Masquerade?" she asked interestedly. "Is it the kind of dance where you can dress up in strange shapes and wear a mask?"

Oh, this is simply tailor-made for her current situation...

The author has something to say: Long time no see...

This chapter has been written repeatedly for a long time, and the deleted and rewritten content has accumulated more than 5000 words. In addition, I am really busy recently, and I only have time to code a little every day.

In fact, it is also your fault. Every time I crawl the Internet very tiredly at night, I think that if I see the new baby’s message, I will definitely return to the light and explode, but I am disappointed every time...

Clicks are increasing every day, I don't believe that my writing is so bad, at least every chapter is absolutely water-free, do you really feel nothing?

Heartbroken and tired...

I really don’t want to stop the update. Many authors promised to come back someday before the update, but 80.00% of them never came back. When they made the promise, they must not want to lie, but the long interval, passion and touch I really can't find it

So I don't want to stop updating, even if I update slowly

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Etra is Karo's castle, one of the three castles that almost bankrupted DoubleB, why mention it?

In fact, someone's identity has already been hinted to the point that it couldn't be more obvious...