[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

Draco recovered from the stupefaction, turned his head away, did not look at him, and was not used to the young man who suddenly raised his height at this time, and replied politely and distantly: "I'm fine, thank you."

It seemed that the person who was nervous because the other party was about to be attacked was not himself.

The situation is too complicated, and there are a lot of students around, obviously this is not a good time to ease the relationship——

However, Ivan didn't think so.

Because the war is over, and the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. are doing finishing work, including Optimus Prime and his legion, they have also begun to deal with the related matters after Megatron's death. He feels that the only thing he needs to do is Next one.

"I don't think of you as a friend." He lowered his gaze slightly and looked at the light-blond-haired boy in front of him.The black shadows in the sky are all running around, the lost traces, the sunlight finally shines on this area without hindrance, the golden color falling on the young man's face makes his skin almost transparent, making his light golden color even more apparent Hair seems to be glowing.

Draco was looking at him across the face, and he didn't know how to answer this sudden sentence.The surrounding students seemed to have not reacted to the stimulation of the dragon boss transforming back into a human form, and their eyes were focused on the two of them. Draco in the past would be very happy with this feeling of attention, but now he is It is not expected to be so.

He had originally decided to draw a line with this person in the future, but he didn't know why, it seemed that he put aside what he had said time and time again, and the slaps in the face hurt more and more each time.

Under the long and curled eyelashes, silver-gray eyes looked at the young man opposite, and they were all silent.

Maybe it was because Draco said too much in his eyes when he was silent, Ivan not only repeated what he said just now, but even added a rare sentence:

"I didn't stop treating you as a friend, can you... not be angry with me?"

A bit of hesitation flashed through his usual indifferent expression. Ivan, who is not good at appeasing people at all, found that mending relationships is much easier than fighting those dangerous enemies. He would rather fight a hundred more powerful opponents than be stupid here. explain what you mean.

The boy who has always been very provocative and can make his opponent half dead found that his language training still needs to be strengthened for the first time. At least after he said such words, Draco's attitude did not change in the slightest.

And at this moment, Dumbledore and several other principals had already walked towards him.

He watched the boy turn and walk towards the castle of Ilvermorny, and when he stared at the back of him leaving, he suddenly said something from the bottom of his heart——

The reason why it is difficult to explain is because it is not the truth, right?

Since when did you want to be friends with him, you kept silent before, obviously because you didn't know where to put him.

"Albus, you'd better explain to us what's going on now. In the competition held by our four major wizarding schools, you Hogwarts cheated so much that you let the dragon participate?" Maybe the situation has stabilized, Eefa Maney's principal was busy discussing with other members of the board of directors about changing the school's address, and left early, while the remaining principals Durmstrang and Beauxbaton immediately thought of the upcoming competition, and they were not polite. It is used as a starting point to attack the opponent.

Dumbledore smiled wryly, and explained sincerely to Headmaster Beauxbaton, who was half taller than him:

"Believe me, I just found out about this big news—"

That being said, the cute headmaster with a white beard even took the time to wink at Ivan, signaling him to cooperate with the script.

Ivan naturally responded with kindness, and also thoughtfully relieved his principal:

"Sorry, I admit that there are some selfishness in the process of participating in this competition. Since the principals feel that my status is no longer suitable to continue participating, I voluntarily withdraw."

Anyway, the goal of taking the risk of transforming into a dragon has been achieved, and Ivan's mood is brighter than ever, and he doesn't care about this kind of small competition.

Maxim and Karkaroff glanced at each other. It would be great to get rid of Hogwarts, who is so strong against the sky, but they couldn't express it directly to a student. They just looked at Dumbledore. , knocked on the side a bit:

"As a referee, for the fairness of the game, what do you think, Albus?"

Dumbledore could only look at Ivan regretfully and apologetically, and after a proper pause, he announced in a compromising manner:

"Well, on behalf of the headmaster of Hogwarts, I accept your withdrawal application as a fair compensation for Hogwarts. The latter Mr. Weasley will automatically fill your place. I think you should You won't object to me raising this opinion at the referee meeting later?"

He smiled slightly, and looked at the other two principals with his blue wise eyes under the half-moon glasses, waiting for their reply.

Swipe away a No.1 and make up a No.11. This deal is very cost-effective.Madam Maxim nodded a little reservedly. The expensive fabric of the wizard robe was bright in color, which made her look more energetic.

Karkaroff touched his chin, hid the smile in his eyes, pondered for a few seconds and said, "I have no objection."

Inside the Ilvermorny campus, in the male dormitory for exchange students.

A black-haired young man came out of the bathroom in a shirt and trousers, lowered his head and wiped his hair with a white towel.The open window framed the beautiful scenery outside, but there was a person sitting quietly on the window frame, not afraid of the height of the castle at all, looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Haven't I congratulated you yet?" The blond-haired young man curled up with one leg, and the other leg was hanging in the air outside the window.

"Thank you, it's not too late to say now. And, when can you consider going through the door? I remember that Ilvermorny still welcomes magical creatures." Ivan raised his head from under the towel without any surprise, his light blue eyes sparkled. Looking at him with familiar smiles on both sides, the skin on his face that had been smudged by the water mist looked a little paler, and because of relaxation, the aura around him became much weaker, which softened the coldness in his expression at the moment , the handsomeness is even more three-pointed.

Uninvited, Edward quickly moved from the window frame to the small sofa in the room, and complained to him, "Is this the ruthless attitude towards a friend who has been worrying for you for a long time?"

Ivan thought for a while and asked, "Then let me say thank you again, can you judge whether you are sincere enough?"

Edward really wanted to tell him to fight with a blank face, but this person in front of him is not as easy to bully as he was when he was a teenager—oh no, even if he was a teenager, he himself couldn't bully him.So Edward was bored for three seconds. Although he was very angry, he couldn't beat him, and there was nothing he could do.

After thinking about it, he changed the subject, and casually added another sentence: "I see that you protected that child very tightly, and the relationship has recovered?"

As expected of a friend, wherever it hurts.

Ivan took off the towel that had soaked up enough moisture, and a few breezes entangled between his fingers, circling silently to his hair, like a miniature hair dryer, blowing away the moisture in his hair.

The young man walked to the other side of the small sofa and sat down, raised his hand and drew out his wand, and waved it at the bottom of the kettle. A flame shot out from the tip of the wand and fell on the bottom of the stove to heat the kettle.

He took out another cup from the small cabinet next to him, and took out two more tea bags, and replied slowly in the gap while waiting for the water to boil: "No."

Edward' Huh? ' With a cry, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him, as if he was very surprised by this answer.

Without lifting his eyelids, Ivan leisurely listened to the churning sound in the kettle, and said again: "If you dare to laugh at me, I will throw you down from here, Edward."

Edward felt that he might be at the bottom of Ivan's life circle...

"The boat of friendship capsizes, I'm leaving, goodbye." Edward laughed angrily at his threat, stared at him helplessly for a few seconds, and made a gesture to leave here.

Ivan rolled up his sleeves in a leisurely manner. He was supposed to give him a gesture of invitation, but for some reason he changed his mind halfway and opened his lips to ask him:

"Do you think... I can be friends with him?"

Topics jump too fast like a tornado.

The young man with golden brown hair didn't really want to leave.After the young man's words were spoken, the whining sound of the boiling water sounded in the room. He saw Ivan make two cups of tea and push one of the white porcelain cups in front of him.

He couldn't answer this question for a while, because he felt that Ivan asked this question in a strange tone.

The last time they talked about this issue was in the woods in the small town of Fox. At that time, he invited Ivan to be a guest, and the other party asked him a question about standing with the weak in distress.

The vampire with full EQ thought seriously for a long time, frowned and let go, looked up to his friend opposite after a while, took his own cup of tea, considered his own words, and thought about how to use a simple In a polite way, he tried to find out what he meant.

After the other party looked up, he felt that he didn't have anything to say euphemistically, so he asked straightforwardly: "If you don't want to be friends with him, I mean... what you said last time was because you he……"

"What did I do to him?" The black-haired young man said before reacting, and then he understood the meaning in Edward's eyes.

He paused for a moment, as if hesitating to tell the guy in front of him what he saw in the future.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and their conversation had to stop.Ivan got up to open the door, and replied as he walked: "It's just that I didn't regard him as a friend at the beginning, so I didn't answer his question at that time. As for now—"

The door opened, and there was a blond-haired boy standing outside. He threw the black notebook into his arms with a stiff expression, and asked after biting his molars:

"Did you do it on purpose? Lend the notes to the same girl every time, and then tell her to return them to you through me every time?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Draco: ...you did it on purpose!

Ivan: ...Yes, I am. [Silently add five points to that cute girl who is a good person and good deed! 】

Draco who just wanted to never see Ivan again: he was so angry that he exploded!