[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

Ivan stopped in front of the Christmas fir tree for a while without moving.

Holding the card from Edward in his hand, he looked indifferently at the direction of the window. Something like salt grains was blown on the window by the wind, and then was silently melted into water droplets by the temperature in the room, and fell on the glass. There was a water mark on it.

Snowing.

He didn't answer Arman's question directly, but after a long time, he exhaled softly and said calmly: "I see, I will reply to him."

The man sitting on the sofa took a sip of the beer in the can, and when he heard Ivan's words, he turned his neck to look at him incomprehensibly: "What do you understand? I don't object to your association with humans."

To be honest, Arman looked at his special situation and deeply felt that Ivan's partner in the future must also be a human being.While still in the zoo, of course, we must first lock the prey target. When we are troubled by lifespan and shape in the future, it will not be so easy to find it outside the garden.

Ivan turned sideways, and the vigorously burning fire in the distant fireplace fell into his eyes, making those light blue eyes bright, but the emotion that came out was not as good as the temperature in the eyes.

He looked at his father quietly for a while, too lazy to explain his plan to a person like him who has already solved the problem of transforming dragons at his current age, so he temporarily interrupted the process of unwrapping the presents and went upstairs.

It's the second grade now, and many boys in the same grade around them are already growing taller. By the third grade, no matter whether they are boys or girls, they will be much taller than the second graders.

That is to say, by the fourth grade, if he hadn't found a way—if he wanted to stay in Hogwarts, it would be to live with the heightening potion every day.

Or simply drop out of Hogwarts without making a fuss.

If this magic school couldn't provide him with any help in transforming dragons, he himself would never choose to stay.

Once this is the case, there is no need for his friendship with Draco to continue to rise——

Sitting in front of the desk, the boy raised his hand and took out the quill pen from the ink bottle at the corner of the table, and stayed for a while on the upper left corner of the blank parchment, until the ink was about to fall and smudge on the paper due to gravity, then he wrote quickly. The beginning of a Christmas card.

On January [-]th, Aurora and Tom returned home through the Floo network. When they came out of the fireplace, they directly gave Mira a surprise. She was so scared that she almost threw the box in her hand into the fire that had been restored to its original state. pile.

Aurora quickly gave her a hand, stepped on her little leather boots and boasted from the short fence, her face that resembled a woman was full of smiles: "Excuse me, Mom, did I scare you? We negotiated things ahead of time and came back!"

Tom next to him was still holding several gift bags in his hands. It seemed that they didn't forget to take some time to pick out gifts before going home after finishing their work.

Ivan moved a small stool and sat reading under the window next to the Christmas tree on the first floor. When he saw the two of them coming back, he closed the book and looked over there.

"At first, I thought I couldn't come back this holiday, so I prepared Christmas gifts for you in a hurry-I didn't expect to catch up, just in time, Ivan, I even bought some for you from the American Dark Wizard Fair. Book, you should like it." Aurora was not surprised that her brother hadn't gone to school yet, since the year she was a student at Hogwarts, the end of the Christmas holiday has been postponed from the [-]th to the [-]th every year. No., in order to take care of them, the rare students who celebrated Orthodox holidays.

It can be said that Dumbledore is very humane.

Hearing what she said about the American Dark Wizard Fair, Ivan raised his eyebrows, put down the book he borrowed from the library before the holiday, got up and walked towards her.

Inadvertently asked: "Have you cooperated with the vampire family? The Volturi family agrees to Shishi?"

The stunning flaxen-haired girl looked at him in surprise, and said with emotion, "Did the Karen family tell you all about it? It seems that I underestimated your previous friendship."

She thought her brother's friendship with Edward was shallower than that.

"The restricted section of the Hogwarts library, a place where treasures can always be found - so what happened to you when you went to the United States, that even unborn bloods choose to cooperate with you?" The young man with the same appearance as Derek, the emotion in his eyes softened a little, but he quickly regained his expression because of the topic.

Aurora gave an embarrassing 'uh', with a somewhat tangled expression on her face, watching him walk to her side: "Ivan, can you stop being so sharp?"

The boy nodded in understanding, and replied softly: "I know, keep it secret, right?"

As if he had never been curious about this matter, without changing his expression, he took his gift from Tom, thanked him politely, and walked back to his original sitting position.

In the evening, after he got a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

Alman, Mira, Aurora and Tom were sitting in the hall watching TV series. Aurora couldn't help reaching for the scones on the plate on the dining table. The freshly baked biscuits were still warm. After taking a bite of the temperature, she praised Mila with bright eyes:

"Wow - I thought I was going to eat baked potatoes again, mom, your English pastry is also very good!"

Mila glanced at her dotingly, saw the biscuit powder on the corner of her mouth, took a piece of paper from the paper tube at the corner of the table and handed it to her, and said gently: "You are the only picky mouth at home, and I happen to be too. It's nothing, I can make Eaton Max tomorrow afternoon for you to try."

Aurora blinked at her innocently, trying to fool herself for being picky with her cuteness, and after quickly swallowing the biscuit in her mouth, she hurriedly said:

"No! Mom, everything you make is delicious! Really! You don't need to make Eton Max, a simple tiramisu is great!"

After listening to her flattery with a smile, Mira pointed out the facts with a smile: "Yes, it doesn't matter if it's simple, the point is to round up the tastes of all countries, right?"

Aurora: "..." Mom, if you tell the truth like this, I can't talk anymore.

She couldn't help but look at Tom who was sitting on the sofa on the other side. The man who always kept himself organized was flipping through "Wizard Weekly" at the moment. He was always not very interested in the things Muggles researched. I will always choose newspapers habitually between old newspapers and old newspapers.

Receiving her distress sight, Tom shifted his attention away from the front page—on it was a speech by the Minister of Magic Fudge, and beside him were collaborators sent by the magic circles of the United States, Germany, and France, and the content was roughly to promote international magic. communication and development between worlds.

But this time, before he could speak, it was Alman who drew everyone's attention.

"I heard that during the summer vacation, Ivan will go to the United States to take a class?" This is the letter Hogwarts sent to the parents of the players who participated in the International Friendship Tournament today.

Aurora nodded, looking at him with light blue eyes inexplicably, wondering whether he asked this matter out of randomness or for other reasons.

Alman frowned, although his eyes were still on the TV, his mind had already gone away——

After staring at the ending song for a while, he slowly turned his head, a bit of contemplation appeared on his resolute face, and asked Aurora:

"What do you think, given his current state, how likely is he to succeed?"

Aurora was startled.

Of course she knew what question Dad was asking.

Questions about the success of Ivan's Dragon Transformation.

She looked at the corridor at the far corner. At the end of the corridor was the bathroom at home. Ivan, who was taking a bath in it, wondered if he could hear the chatter outside.

Tom seemed to know what she was thinking. He pulled out the yew wood wand with his slender and white fingers, swung his wrist flexibly, and waved it in mid-air. Then he nodded to her, indicating that she could continue.

Mira looked at the two of them left and right, and looked at the direction Ivan was in at this time with some embarrassment, finally sighed, and walked to the kitchen: "You guys talk, I'll go and see the apples I just baked Is the pie ready?"

She knew what her son was obsessed with, and she also knew what answers Arman and Aurora would give. In order to avoid her excessive worry from interfering with their lives, she decided not to listen to those answers.

"Why is there still apple pie...why can't there be more happy festivals like Christmas?" Aurora watched her mother's back leave, her eyes shone with happiness like little stars, and murmured Shaking his head sighingly.

It wasn't until he met his father's rare and serious face again that the temperature in his eyes returned to normal.

She looked at Alman, then looked down at the half-eaten biscuit in her hand. She was silent for a long time, until the focus gradually blurred on the burnt yellow biscuit for a long time, then she shook her head awkwardly and slowly.

In the sound barrier, the silence seemed to be contagious, as if it dragged all the dust floating in the air to the ground, and the world was incredibly quiet.

All the efforts Ivan has made so far flashed in her mind, and she could even think of how her younger brother escaped death when fighting the dragon with her own blood. Aurora moved her lips, wanting to justify something for him: " Dad, he works harder than us..."

Ivan wants to work hard to transform into a dragon more than she and Arman.

Arman was also silent. He knew that Aurora, his own daughter who had also successfully transformed a dragon, felt the same way as him, but:

"It seems you know that feeling too."

Only those who have succeeded in transforming a dragon can feel it. That is not the limit that can be changed by hard work. It is a completely different realm, a realm that can only be touched when the world is on the verge of destruction.

It was rare for Arman to recall what happened when he was a child.

He thought that the memory should be blurred from such a long time ago, but the superior racial talent of the Dragon Clan can even pass on the memory of thousands of years ago, so it would not be so easy for them to push one thing into the deep sea of ​​their brains.

He remembered that when he was a child, he tried so hard to become a dragon. At that time, he didn't understand what it meant to be a dragon. He just thought that he should be like his father, flap his broad wings, and become a dragon who could also rule the sky and the sea. overlord.

But after becoming a dragon, he regretted it.

He would rather not turn into a dragon in his life than lose his father.

It was the pain that created his transformation——because he watched his father being killed by the dragon slayer, he was greatly stimulated. Hualong, who had never succeeded before, felt his body was almost burned by anger at that moment , I don’t even remember how to transform a dragon.

It even has sequelae to humans. As long as it comes into contact with human skin, it will inevitably change back to the dragon shape. It has only gotten better in recent years.

Seeing him distracted, Aurora couldn't help but said, "But, there is another feeling."

Apart from Ivan's inability to transform into a dragon according to the current trend, Arman should have another intuition——

Ivan has reached the age where he can transform into a dragon.

So he will definitely encounter an event, an opportunity.

The bloodline of the Dragon Clan is a very strange thing. No one can tell how many secrets it has condensed in the hundreds of millions of years of inheritance.

Many things cannot be explained, but they, the descendants of the Dragon Clan, can feel it vaguely.

Aurora thought that it was the most dangerous thing for Ivan to encounter her lost blood. At that time, she resisted to follow Tom's suggestion and waited anxiously in place, hoping that Ivan would not have too much trouble. danger, but this ordeal was enough to give him a chance——

But he accidentally obtained the bloodline inheritance of the Dragon of the Sky.

The blood of the black dragon that should have been awakened was still asleep, and it was still suppressing his newly acquired power while sleeping.

This shows that Ivan has not encountered the opportunity for him to truly transform into a dragon.

Because once that opportunity arises, it is a real situation of success or death.

Aurora could feel it.

Even what was investigated in the United States this time made her palpitate.

She was afraid that Ivan's opportunity to transform into a dragon would be related to such a dangerous thing, but at present, she had no way to prevent Ivan from going to the United States, and this should be the only opportunity he was waiting for.

She couldn't help sighing, stretched out her hand to mess up the newly tied hair a little, and simply untied the hair tie again, but in the end, a few strands got entangled in it, and she couldn't pull it out——

When the wrist was about to exert force, Tom sat beside her at some point, lightly held her fingers, and said calmly, "Don't move."

She let the man untie the disobedient hair rope for herself, and looked at Arman with a wrinkled face:

"Dad, were you also so entangled in my affairs at the beginning? You hoped that I could succeed in transforming into a dragon, and you didn't want me to get hurt?" Aurora was always unclear about that period of memory, maybe because the things at that time were too exciting, For reasons of brain self-preservation, she can't remember too many details clearly.

Arman looked at the man sitting behind her quietly, and after a while he turned his gaze back, and said slowly:

"You didn't want to turn into a dragon at all when you were young, so I happily thought that I didn't have to worry about you at all—"

Who would have thought that the child didn't run in the direction of Hualong wholeheartedly, but she couldn't help but have a vigorous love affair. In the end, if it wasn't for the perception of her blood that felt inappropriate, the two of them might not have planned to explain it clearly to him thing.

Aurora sensed something was wrong, and wanted to reach out and knock on herself just now, she laughed a few times, and turned her brain to change the subject:

"By the way, Dad, why did you remember to ask me about this?"

Alman turned his head to look at the TV, and found that it was still in commercial time, and continued to answer: "Because I received an invitation letter to the Christmas banquet at Malfoy's family two days ago, but Ivan refused to attend."

Aphrodite' huh? ' With a sound of surprise.

She understood what her father meant, and also understood what Ivan meant.

After a long while, she deliberated and said a piece of news with a conflicted expression:

"Recently, the magic world has discovered a dangerous human organization. Not only is it very interested in the power of wizards, I am worried that once the news of the descendants of the dragon family is released, Ivan will be very dangerous. The power of this organization is especially rampant in the United States."

"So, Dad, I'm a little confused. Will he meet..."

A voice came clearly from the corner of the living room:

"I thought it was a Ministry of Magic secret so I couldn't say it?"

The girl looked in that direction in surprise. The boy was wiping his hair with a white towel in one hand, and his calm light blue eyes were exposed from under the towel, showing that his emotions were indifferent and alienated, without any clues.

Aurora turned her head to look at her man in confusion—brother, your magic has failed? ? ?

Tom looked at her with a smile, and the message in his eyes couldn't be more obvious: He has already walked out of the bathroom, and there is no movement in the living room. Doesn't this tell people that you are talking about things behind his back?

Oh, that makes sense.

Aurora's psychological quality is quite strong, and she changed her tone quite freely: "No, it's just that I'm worried that if I tell you such an exciting secret, your trip to the United States must go."

Ivan didn't say yes or no, and changed the question: "Is it related to the wizard kid I saved in the United States last time?"

Aurora sighed, shook her head slightly and said, "It's a pity that you don't work in the police station."

Seeing her acquiescing, Ivan paused while wiping his hair, slightly moist black hair fell on his smooth forehead, just above his eyes: "So there are more than one child abduction cases in the wizarding world?"

But why bring up the issue of cooperating with vampires?

Because this group is also interested in the power of vampires?

Interested in vampires and wizards at the same time, and may also be interested in the blood of dragons, and is defined as a dangerous human organization...

The boy's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone was lighter, but he said with a very certain tone: "Is this organization doing human transformation, or other human experiments?"

Aurora couldn't help turning her head to look at Tom, then at her younger brother, and finally reflected on herself: Why is there such a big gap in IQ between people and dragons?

I seem to be the only one in the world without logical thinking?

She sighed depressingly and replied: "That's why I don't want to tell you." Once you make a start, the other party will deduce all the following two, three, four, five.

The girl raised her hand and wiped the broken hair from her forehead behind her ears. She didn't want to talk too much about such a heavy topic in such a festival. It happened that Mira came out from the kitchen with a plate of apple pie. He got up and walked quickly towards Mira, saying as he walked:

"Let's not talk about this, let's talk about the menu for two days later!"

Ivan got the information roughly, and didn't care whether the details were added. She gave up asking as she wished, and continued to wipe her hair with a bath towel.

Arman took the remote control and changed the station for a long time, but he didn't find the next favorite TV series. He caught a glimpse of his carefully brushing his hair from the corner of his eye, and remembered that he had flipped through their books out of curiosity before, and asked one more question: "You guys Isn't there any charm that dries hair?"

"Drying spell?" Ivan imagined the effect of that spell, with a thankful expression on his face.

Aurora couldn't wait to take a bite of the apple pie, and she let go before realizing that the apple juice and pulp sandwich inside would make her shiver. Looking at Ivan, she suggested:

"There's an improved version. I've tried the effect. It's just right for drying without damaging your hair! Would you like me to use one for you?"

"It has a curly hair effect, right?" Ivan complained disgustedly, and accelerated the movement of rubbing his hair with his hands.Mira looked at him with concern, and interjected in the gap between their chats: "Do you need a hair dryer?"

Ivan thought for a while and nodded to her.

Aurora looked at his back as he went to get the hair dryer, and asked in disbelief, "You still read wizard fashion magazines?"

Otherwise, how did he know that the improved version of the drying spell also has a curling effect?

This doesn't fit your personality, brother!

"I didn't watch it." Amidst the loud noise from the hair dryer, Ivan's plain voice still reached Aurora's ears smoothly.

Aurora: ...Tch, I don't believe it.

Facing her completely disbelieving gaze, Ivan thought blankly: When you have a roommate who is burdened with idols and spends a lot of time fixing hairstyles every day, even if you have never read wizard fashion magazines, you will definitely Learn about the mojo in hair.

A few days later.

Hogwarts Express.

The door of the box where the black-haired Slytherin was was pulled open by a hand. This time there was no polite knock on the door as a foreshadowing. Draco walked in unhappily, trying to hold his breath, and asked calmly. road:

"Did you not receive my invitation letter?"

"Didn't you receive the Christmas gift I gave you?" Ivan had expected him to make such a move, and asked leisurely.

Draco was a little confused, subconsciously replied: "Got it."

"Don't you like it?" Ivan tapped his right hand on the table and asked again.

Draco thought of the set of broom advanced care products he sent and a [-]% off care coupon for a broom master, and his mood subconsciously became melodious. There was a small light in his silver-gray eyes, but he didn't want to be too obvious , replied a little arrogantly:

"not bad."

Ivan hummed and looked down at his book.

Draco knew he'd better keep silent while he was reading, and sat down quietly across from him, until after the train had been moving for more than half an hour, he suddenly reacted:

--wrong!I obviously came to ask him why he didn't come to my family's Christmas banquet!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Super coaxing Draco: No!Don't change the subject, I'll tell you!Don't think that I can forgive you by giving me a gift!

Ivan: Oh, don't you like my gift?

Draco: ...Like, no, don't change the subject!

Ivan: Does that like me?

Draco:! ! !

Half an hour later, Ivan, who successfully changed the subject, left calmly again.