[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

Students all over the world suffer from holiday aftermath, and Ilvermorny is no exception.The course selection system is different from that of Hogwarts, so there will be students of different grades in each of their classrooms. However, in today's No-Maj elective course of life general knowledge, no more than three people can cheer up and listen to the lecture.

The old projector put black and white photos on the screen, and the professor wearing reading glasses on the podium was very dedicated, and listed all the newly invented items of the Muggles, and even wanted to randomly order them with great interest. Several students stood up to answer questions.

"Now, who can tell me what this is?" The old professor who used a magic wand as a pointer had age spots all over his dead tree-like hands, and even his eyes that looked at the students in the audience were half blocked by drooping eyelids, making him His eyes looked a little out of focus, looking left and right below, just a little casually.

"Can the student sitting in the third row in the middle answer this?"

Half of the people lazily moved their gazes to the third row, and found that it was the Hogwarts student who had entered the finals. They became a little more interested, and even changed their seats to a more comfortable position.

Draco stared at the old professor blankly for a second, then looked at the strange thing on the screen, not knowing what it was—

At this moment, a slightly cold voice sounded from behind him:

"Dishwasher, Professor, No-Maj's new technology in recent years."

The old professor not only has poor eyesight, but also poor hearing.Hearing this, he seemed a little excited. After hearing this answer, he clapped his hands happily, and a string of sparkling bubbles even appeared from the tip of the wand, just like the soap bubbles blown by children in the sun, showing his childlike innocence: "correct!"

Then he was extraordinarily energetic and danced on the stage to explain to everyone what a great invention the dishwasher in the Muggle world is. Will he make a wrong step and fall off the stage?

Hearing the voice behind him, Draco turned his head. In addition to being inexplicable, there was also a little embarrassment in his eyes. He didn't know why this guy suddenly showed kindness and was willing to cover himself with the aura of a master.

However, the person who caught his gaze turned over a page of the book in his hand without raising his head, as if the person who blatantly answered the question in class just now was not himself.

Draco muttered a few words in his heart, turned around and continued lazily resting his chin with one hand in a daze.

Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the old professor stopped his lecture very punctually, and the girl who often asked Ivan to borrow notes came up again. On the Muggle newspaper I found, I pointed to the advertisement pictures on it and wanted him to popularize science.

However, before he got close to Ivan, he saw the black-haired young man put the bookmark on the page he was reading, closed the book and stood up while looking at the back of the light-blond boy in front of him, asking unhurriedly Make a sentence:

"Go to the auditorium?"

Draco habitually turned his head when he heard this, but he didn't think the other party was talking to him——

As a result, he turned his head and met Ivan's pair of light blue eyes, looking at him with extra focus.

He looked around, and in the space where Ivan was patiently waiting for an answer, he pointed to himself uncertainly after a while: "...Ask me?"

Boss Ivan, who would normally be treated as nonsense and ignored all such nonsense, nodded.

Draco didn't know his purpose, and felt that the other party's sudden and obvious act of wanting to get closer to him was very strange, so he endured and endured, and after a while he put on a polite smile, pretending to be In a caring tone:

"Did you eat something wrong for breakfast today?"

After all, the aftereffects of his fright two days ago were also not healed, and he was still a little afraid of this boss, who didn't dare to show caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

Although Ivan had guessed his answer a long time ago, he still didn't expect that such a simple thing as just stopping by for a meal would have so many twists and turns.

At this moment, the girl from Ilvermorny came up and looked at him with expectant eyes, raised the newspaper in her hand towards him, and looked at him with her head raised slightly:

"Arman, may I bother you? It's almost the end of the term. I really like this class. The world of No-Maj is really amazing."

Draco's movement of packing his schoolbag slowed down a bit, he deliberately didn't pay attention to it before, but now he had some 'intersection' with the other party inexplicably, he suddenly wondered how anyone would dare to muster up the courage to approach this dragon.

Ivan glanced at the picture in the newspaper, and casually told her the answer. The girl nodded, and while writing it down quickly in her mind, she was a little nervous and expectant, and summoned up the courage to ask:

"Do you have time this afternoon? I mean, you seem to be in the library every Tuesday afternoon. If you don't mind, can I go to the library this afternoon and ask you about this knowledge?"

This can be said to be a very euphemistic request for make-up lessons.

Draco even deliberately glanced at the girl's face again. When the other party asked him to return the notes, he was so upset that he didn't pay attention to her appearance at all.

Looking at it now... Well, the overall temperament is the kind of sexy that reveals a bit of cuteness, which can be ranked above the middle in Ilvermorny. Of course, it is not the same as the food chain that transcends gender like the women's clothing bigwig Ellen. There is no comparison to the top.

However, Draco suddenly had some inexplicable emotions.

It seems that a few small bubbles suddenly rise in a quiet pool of water.

He suddenly said, "Aren't you planning to go to the auditorium for dinner?"

It was as if urging him to leave quickly.

Ivan's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at him, and then said politely and distantly to the girl in front of him: "Sorry, I have other arrangements this afternoon, but I can recommend you a few books. inside."

He read a few book titles, and the girl hurriedly took out the parchment and feather notes from her bag, and quickly lowered her head to block the disappointment in her eyes.

Is this still on point?

Draco puffed up his cheeks quickly, and quickly recovered his noble young master under the burden of two hundred catties of idols. He picked up his schoolbag as if he hadn't seen anything and he didn't interrupt, and went to the door of the classroom. direction.

Within two seconds, a person walked up side by side.

He squinted at the other party, and Ivan happened to feel his gaze. The moment the two looked at each other, more bubbles appeared in the pool of water in Draco's heart. Like the Muggle soda drink you get, it is bubbling and bubbling.

Well, he thought, let's pretend we're friends again.

But it's really embarrassing.

A voice came out quietly from the bottom of my heart to remind me.

In the next second, the little man who spoke that voice was silenced by him facing the ground——

Shut up, don't remind me of Christmas!

Draco, who pretended to be friends with Boss Ivan, didn't know what the boss was up to. He just wanted to turn over the Christmas article in the historical records.

Moreover, the tsundere Master Malfoy discovered that he was not always able to unilaterally block someone who had been appearing in his life all the time.

After all, at Christmas, he didn't kill himself when he encountered Ni Lin, and he actually resisted that impulse—anyway, the book says that no dragon can forgive a human who dares to provoke him.

Combined with the previous guarantee of a certain dragon boss, this dragon is still very trustworthy.

Well, a trustworthy dragon who wants to be friends with himself, then just agree with him reluctantly.

...No, did I just fucking think about Christmas again?

Master Malfoy had a lot of inner drama, but he didn't show it on the surface. He walked to the auditorium of Ilvermorny with the boss very calmly for dinner.

When he sat down on the long table, Ron secretly poked Harry next to him with his elbow: "What's the matter with them? Has the boss decided to cover him again?"

Inside and outside the words, there is a worried look, as if they are not in the peaceful and stable Ilvermorny School, but some social gangs are fighting for territory, and the sworn enemy has brought in a powerful foreign aid.

Harry never thought about things related to Ivan, after all, it was thinking beyond his race, and he didn't like to make things difficult for himself.After being bumped by Ron, he just stopped his movements calmly. After realizing that the jam he had dug on the spoon hadn't been shaken off, he spread the jam on the slice of bread and looked up at the direction indicated by Ron. A friendly reminder:

"At such a short distance, Ivan can hear everything you say."

The ginger-haired Gryffindor sat upright in an instant, calm as a chicken, picked up the knife and fork and began to eat, as if what was in front of him was not an ordinary lunch, but a meal of the century.

Fortunately, Ivan didn't even give him a look.

This was destined to be no ordinary meal.

Extraordinary From the moment Ellen Austin sat down on the other side of Ivan, the entire auditorium, regardless of gender, looked at them involuntarily.

Because Ellen is so beautiful that people even feel regretful that if she misses a glance, her life will be shortened for three years.

Their direction instantly became the focus of the auditorium.

No one knew why Ellen was so interested in this dragon, and no one knew what Ivan would do.

The black-haired young man felt the more threatening aura deliberately released from the person next to him than when he met last time, and he slowed down the movement of cutting the steak.

It was this subtle ailment that made him finally turn his head and look at the god-level beauty next to him who might be the incarnation of the God of Beauty.

Ellen was obviously looking forward to what he could say, after all, the slightly curved eyes with the blue smile at the moment were full of similar meanings:

'Want to know how I became stronger? '

'Aren't you going to ask me? '

'Do you still feel that I am no threat to you? '

In his expectant eyes, even when Draco poked his head out a little trying to see what was going on between the two of them, Ivan spoke as he wished:

"Did you forget what I said?"

The smile on Ellen's face suddenly stopped.

"If you don't want to die, don't appear in front of me." Compared with the voice that was only transmitted by the wind before, this time people within ten meters around can hear it clearly.

The Ilvermorny Hall was silent.

The author has something to say: Draco is really super cute! 1 cute! ! !

Hey, I seem to want to write a small theater?

Forget it, let's do something!

Next, the women's costume boss is going to do something!

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