[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

The cold wind outside Hogwarts Castle in February, the students occasionally walked out of the castle to the greenhouse to attend classes wearing warm cloaks, thick earmuffs and gloves, sometimes they still felt that it was not enough, and would take out their wands to make up for themselves A warming spell.

The studious Ravenclaws are very able to apply what they have learned. Based on the warming spell, they have developed several enhanced versions of the spell. Some of them directly affect people, and some can keep gloves or insoles warm, making Hogwarts The students felt the care of the self-scholar.

February NO.14 This day is a rare good weather, the sky above the castle is sunny, even the giant squid at the bottom of the black lake swims near the water surface, stretches out its tentacles from the lake surface, curls and shakes them in the sun, and becomes a sperm It looks like a person stretching in the sun.

The white clouds in the clear blue sky are like a large area blurred on the blue curtain, the edges are scaly, and the edges are plated with a layer of gold by the sunlight.

Clear skies are the icing on the cake for today's festive season.

Although many students are busy with the upcoming final exam, a lot of attention is still distracted on Valentine's Day, as if even Peeves emerging from the wall with Pink bubbles.

I don’t know who went to the kitchen to give a suggestion to the house elves. During breakfast, the students at the four long tables found that today’s dessert turned into a heart shape, and the edges were decorated with roses very romantically. Flower petals, so that all the single dogs who walked to the long table couldn't help showing shocked faces.

... It's just a holiday, isn't it?

Many students pack themselves extraordinarily delicately on this day, either to give gifts to their favorite objects, or to attract more opposite sexes to give them gifts. The more chocolates and love letters they receive, the more face-saving they are.

Draco sat at the long Slytherin table and ate slowly. His pale blond hair, which was meticulously tidied up in the past, seemed to have some sparkling effect added today, and even the complexion on his pale little face improved a lot. As a result, Pansy secretly asked him:

"How many radiant charms have you cast on yourself?"

"I've never used this spell. Its effect is like a white mask." Young Master Malfoy couldn't help criticizing the spell with a frown.

At first Pansy thought it was because he was arrogant and refused to admit it, but after seeing the clear disgust in his eyes, he looked him over carefully, and subconsciously boasted:

"But you do look better and better recently."

Daphne nodded beside Pansy, affirming her friend's opinion.

Blaise on the opposite side also stared at Draco's face after hearing the words, touched his chin after a while and said, "Why didn't I find out?"

Because you're preoccupied with the faces of the other Slytherin girls.Pansy gave him a blank look, thinking of the gift she had prepared for Draco, she couldn't help but feel a little joy in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Draco did not find Ivan at the breakfast table today - during the whole meal, the sound of owls flapping their wings could be heard endlessly, and the exclamation of the students could be heard from time to time, it must be someone Received a gift that made them envious.

By the end of breakfast, Draco could only feel the scent of flowers in the air he smelled.

The first class after breakfast was herbal medicine. When they met Weasley and Potter in the corridor, they had a fight as usual, and they didn't run towards Greenhouse No. [-] until the preparatory bell was about to ring. .

Professor Sprout wears gray clothes all the year round—the only difference is whether the winter and summer coats are woolen or not. He teaches them with messy hair, and even the gloves on his hands are rarely free from mud.

However, the students who had already prepared to continue digging during the festival were dazzled by the colorful lights as soon as they entered the greenhouse——

Head Hufflepuff's amiable voice sounded:

"I wish everyone a happy Valentine's Day. I just recently cultivated 150 pots of colorful roses. Today your task is to help them trim the branches and leaves. Next, I will tell you the precautions. Put down the scissors in your hand, Mr. Weasley—— "

Ron immediately accepted the gazes from all directions, and put down the big scissors in his hand with a depressed expression, staring at the colorful rose in front of him, wishing it would wither.

Harry next to him held back his laughter, pulled off his wizard robe, and said in a low voice:

"Come on, Ron, today is just the beginning, you'll get chocolates and love letters, trust me."

Ron glared at him resentfully, and replied to his friend with a mixture of envy and jealousy: "Look, the fate of No. 11 in the qualifiers is that you can't even receive gifts on Valentine's Day..."

And Harry has already received three chocolates, including one from another house!

The black-haired Gryffindor let out an 'uh', as if he didn't know how to comfort him. He turned his neck stiffly to look at Hermione, who was listening attentively, and was about to give up when he realized that she didn't pay attention to the situation here. But Hermione snorted softly without looking back, and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "Don't even think about me playing such a boring trick with you."

"Don't you think that he, who is waiting to receive presents, looks like he needs the care of his friends?" Harry smiled at her flatteringly, thinking that if Hermione refused again, he would have to go back and pick up a pile of chocolates by himself. He opened a box in his pocket, removed the card and placed it by Ron's bedside, pretending it was given to him by a mysterious admirer.

After all, Ron's grieving face looks like he wants to light a fire and burn all the couples in Hogwarts!

Harry even thought he needed to watch some of his classwork later, before he picked up the big scissors and destroyed all these delicate roses.

Hermione managed to draw her attention from what Professor Sprout said, and replied perfunctorily, "Let's talk."

Harry: ...then I'll pretend you've said yes.

The beautiful colorful rose petals seem to be decorated directly by the powder falling from the rainbow in the sky. At first glance, the flowers are full of flowers, but it is just right to take one alone and insert it in a transparent glass bottle. The color is not too much or too little——

Many girls were delighted to see Lie Xin, and begged the professor to ask her if she could use this as a reward for today's class. Professor Sprout has always been lenient, and the few pots placed here are mainly for decoration, so generous Promptly announced that ten students would be rewarded if they performed well in class.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the first-year Gryffindors and Slytherins came out of the greenhouse smelling of roses, but they couldn't distinguish their own smell at the moment.

"Does any Slytherin know Mr. Arman?" Professor Sprout put on his gloves again and was about to continue working when he suddenly remembered such a good assistant and turned to ask the rest of the students.

Draco paused on his way to the door of the greenhouse, and turned his head to respond politely.

Professor Sprout had a happy expression on his face, but he was a little embarrassed. He looked at Draco and said, "Please help me to ask if he has time to come to the greenhouse this afternoon to help. Recently, many magic plants The law of the plant is not normal, and there are many species that need to be harvested suddenly, it would be great if he could come over."

"Okay, I'll pass it on to him, Professor." Draco nodded, and when he walked to the door of the greenhouse, he quickly put on his gloves and earmuffs, checked whether the cloak was fastened, and then walked out .

The black-haired Slytherin walked out of the castle with one hand in his pocket. There was neither a cloak nor gloves on his body, only a simple silver-green scarf around his neck. The severe winter cold could not cause him much trouble at all.

A Slytherin second year hurried in his direction from the bottom of the stairs with a multicolored rose in his hand.He thought she was walking in a hurry without looking at the road, and avoided the girl's path ahead of time, but as soon as he turned, the girl also turned and called him with a blushing face:

"Arman."

He had no choice but to stop, watching her walk up to him, and when he raised his face, his blue eyes flashed with embarrassment, and he didn't know whether he was frozen or excited, and there were two clear blushes.

This expression is so familiar——

Eight of the ten girls Ivan met when he came out of the Slytherin cellar used this expression to confess his love to the boy opposite.

Almost when he understood what he was going to encounter, the girl handed him the flower in her hand. The thorns on the stem were carefully removed, and only the jagged dark green leaves set off the brightly colored flower. The flowers trembled slightly in the air along with her hand.

"I...Happy Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day!"

When she saw the boy's indifferent expression, the words on her lips seemed to be frozen, so that she temporarily changed to another sentence, and even repeated it affirmatively, only the smile on her face still persisted.

In fact, Ivan just never thought about it, and never encountered the thing of being confessed by a girl on Valentine's Day before this——

Of course, even if he had to encounter them a few more times, it would be difficult for him to smile at them.

Just when the Slytherin in front of him thought that his flowers would not be able to be delivered, the boy stretched out his hand and took them carefully and steadily from her fingers. His cold voice reached her ear from a close distance:

"Thank you and happy holidays."

Eh?Huh?

Watching him accept the gift, the smile on the Slytherin girl's face subconsciously widened, but she didn't realize it until he walked away: Wait!How to turn Valentine's Day into Christmas!

I'm not trying to say Happy Holidays to you classmate!I'm here to confess!

Ivan, who entered the greenhouse, took off his scarf, and politely greeted Professor Sprout with his back turned: "Good afternoon, Professor."

The gray-haired female professor turned around joyfully, and couldn't wait to walk in his direction without taking off her gloves, and said to him as she walked, "Oh, it's great that you can come! The nearest number two The Greenhouse and Greenhouse No. [-] are almost too busy for me, they are all ripe despite different cycles, although it is a bumper crop - I have to consider temporarily hiring senior students to help, but in general, they can be safe when you are there. Divide a lot."

While talking, Sprout picked up her dusty hat from the door, the mud from the gloves was all over the hat, but obviously she couldn't care less now, and hurriedly pushed open the door of Greenhouse No. [-] , took Ivan to the other two greenhouses with more dangerous plants.

As soon as he entered the No. [-] greenhouse, Ivan saw the large area of ​​colorful roses that had just been moved over at the door. After passing his sight easily, he involuntarily stopped on a potted plant on the table behind——

At first glance, you might think that it is also one of the colorful roses in the front.

However, the biggest difference with them is that this potted flower has only two pitiful petals, and the colors of these two pieces are independent, which is different from the progressive color change of colorful roses that seem to be mixed together.

And the whole plant only bloomed this flower at the top.

After Ivan approached, as expected, he saw red, orange, yellow, green and cyan petals falling around it, but he still chose to turn his head and ask the professor behind:

"Professor, what is this basin?"

Sprout took a look, and came forward with a cry of surprise, "Merlin's sock! Why is it withered! I plan to sell it as a unique variation of colorful roses! It's good now, only The next two petals!"

She held up the pot with great distress and looked at it for a long time. She checked the soil, leaves and the temperature of the greenhouse, but she couldn't see which factor caused the petals to fall.

Ivan felt that he seemed to have found the reason why the magical plants in the greenhouse matured overnight.

When Professor Sprout reluctantly put it down and walked in, he seemed to say casually: "Since it has no commercial value, Professor, I can take this flower with me when I leave later." go?"

Professor Sprout frowned and hesitated for a moment. In fact, she wanted to find out why the potted flower was inexplicably withered, but it was the student who came to help at her request—

"Of course." She finally agreed.

Perfectly avoiding everyone and returning to the Slytherin boys' dormitory, Ivan sat expressionlessly on the small sofa by the window of the dormitory, watched the flower in front of him tremblingly drop another piece of blue, and said softly:

"It's really a seven-color flower..."

A flower that is said to be able to satisfy people's wishes.

He was experimented with just now—the wish was not to meet anyone before returning to the dormitory.

Otherwise, he would not be able to guarantee whether he would return or not. On the way back with it, after the flower sensed the wishes of the people around it, it instantly fell bald in front of him.

He stared at the remaining purple petals, silent for a long time, couldn't help but wonder in his heart if that wish would come true if he said it.

After a few breaths, the boy chuckled, and a mockery appeared in his light blue eyes.

It would be ridiculous to use it to achieve a goal that I have fought for so long.

He looked around in the room, trying to find a bottle to store it in, as the most common decoration, but after he hesitated for a while, he thought of his roommate again, and finally lowered his head to look at the flower in front of him— —

In order to avoid surprises, it is better to use up both opportunities.

What wish do you want?

Ivan, who has always relied on his own strength to lead the world, rarely started to struggle with a problem.

Or just look at the future life?

Let's see where he will be in the future?

...doesn't seem to be very interested.

Ivan looked down at the flowers in front of him, but opened his eyes slightly in surprise the next second.Under his eyes, the petals slowly detached from the roots like in slow motion, and at the same time, the scene around him was changing rapidly—the wish came true.

There is only one bare flower stalk left in his hand, and the surrounding scene is completely strange to him.

A raging flame was burning in the corner fireplace, and the walls and ceiling were covered with intricate stone carving patterns, and in front of him stood a house elf holding a snack, his black eyes widened in shock, and after a while , the plate fell out of its hand and fell on the carpet with a muffled sound, it looked at him tremblingly and confirmed:

"I, Master Ivan?"

He stared blankly at the house-elf, wondering what time is this?How could he be rich enough to buy such a big house?

Let's start with the house elf, he thought, and asked, "What year is this year?"

At the moment when he asked the question, rhythmic footsteps came from the stairs not far away, and a hand with well-knuckles was held on the railing of the stairs. After turning the corner, he saw the appearance of the man sitting on the sofa on the first floor , when he was about to speak, he found something wrong——

The man's lips raised a smile that was not a smile, and his silver-gray eyes looked at the boy in the Slytherin school uniform on the sofa, and said:

"Before I tell you happy holidays, maybe you can tell me, what are you up to? Eating shrinking potions for breakfast?"

Ivan looked up at him expressionlessly.

He didn't quite understand the familiarity in Draco's tone, and there was even a hint of subtle intimacy between them as if they were extremely familiar.

After pondering for a few seconds, he stood up from the sofa and looked at the man in a black suit and tie, still well-dressed, but at this moment he was already a very mature man exuding hormonal charm.Based on his current friendship with Draco, he thought about it and said:

"Sorry, I did an experiment and came here by accident, I hope it didn't disturb your life—what year is it now?"

The man standing at the top of the stairs: "..."

As early as when Ivan's indifferent gaze met him, he sensed something was wrong, but he didn't expect such an explanation!

He paused for a few seconds, and reported a number, his silver-gray eyes were filled with depression—it was so hard to celebrate Valentine's Day, but the lover disappeared!What kind of joke is this!

ten years later?

Ivan looked around the environment, then looked at the bare stem left in his hand, thinking about when this effect would pass.

The house elf had already cleaned up the mess on the ground, and appeared in front of him with black tea again, and politely said to him as if nothing had happened:

"Do you need a cup of black tea? Master Ivan when I was a child."

The man who was standing on the stairs had already walked in front of them. The pale blond hair that had been smeared all the way back when he was a child had given up the styling of hairspray and magic spells, and a little bit of slanting fell on his forehead, which complemented that full of luxury and outline. A clear face is more attractive.

Reaching out his hand to take out a cup of black tea from the silver plate, he twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the Ivan next to him who was really short compared to him at the moment, and said in a casual tone:

"Don't call him master, I don't know him very well, right?"

Ivan didn't speak, he didn't understand the relationship between Draco and his future self, so he could only keep silent.

Is this his home or your own?

No matter who it is, meeting on the special day of Valentine's Day, isn't it a bit...

Gay in Gay?

Draco comfortably sat down next to him with a cup of black tea. As the only person sitting there, he seemed to want to express some opinions. After glancing at Ivan's expression, he paused for some reason. Memories from a long time ago came to mind.

The man's expression was strange, mixed with the emotion of sudden realization, and he said softly: "So what I saw at that time was you ten years later?"

Inside the Slytherin boys' dormitory.

A tall man with black hair was sitting on the single sofa in Slytherin, with a calm expression but doubts in his eyes, observing the surrounding environment——

If he remembered correctly, one second he was still sitting in the living room, why did he arrive the next second... Looking at this arrangement, it should be the Slytherin dormitory when he was a student?

He recalled the things he had eaten and touched since he woke up in the morning, but he didn't find any problem.

When he turned his thoughts to those terrible organizations, the door lock suddenly slammed, and a boy with pale blond hair walked in with a smile on his face. Just as he was about to speak, he found a strange man sitting on the sofa , his face changed suddenly, and he took a step back subconsciously, just when he was about to ask who he was——

A strange wind pushed him from behind, and in an instant, the man's indifferent face that seemed to freeze him into ice was enlarged in front of him, and Draco could even see clearly under his long, straight eyelashes A warm smile suddenly appeared in the pale blue eyes.

Change, pervert, right?

In the next second, Draco stared at him blankly, as if stunned, with such a doubt in his heart.

But this pervert looks a little familiar.

He came back to his senses, turned his head carefully and looked behind him, and sure enough, the bedroom door was closed.

When he looked back again, despair was already in his eyes, and he tried to discuss with the person in front of him: "Well... Ivan is not here, are you his relative? Family members should not enter the Slytherin dormitory."

Say you are family!Say you're in the wrong place!quick!

Wow - Dad, this guy looks so frightening!Why does my roommate have such horrible parents QAQ

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Draco: ...Please, what is the name of this family member?

The expressionless ten-year-old boss: Husband.

Draco: ...wow!dad!dad!There are really perverts here!Wow - help!And my thighs!

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Originally, I wanted to write a casual copy of the transition to the United States, so I wrote a Valentine's Day.

Let’s just write about Valentine’s Day. It’s so boring now that there’s no progress. I’ve just made up a fairy tale from the former Soviet Union... The result, huh? ? ? ? ? ?Can't seem to finish a chapter? ? ?

Writing [-] Valentine's Day sounds so fucking crazy hahahahahahahahahaha!

Overlord tickets and nutrient solution will come tomorrow!I feel sick to my stomach today and I feel like I need a dog!Sleep first, babies!