[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

When Ivan's words were heard by the entire Ilvermorny Hall, Ellen, who was naturally eye-catching, realized for the first time in her life that she hated the gazes of people around her so much——

Because of the surprise and astonishment in it, all of them turned into embarrassment when they came to him.

Yes, unparalleled embarrassment.

From birth to now, no one would embarrass him in public, after all, his appearance is there, and he has never met a blind person.

Even though he still had a smile on his face, only he knew that the soul in his body seemed to be burned by the embarrassment turned into a flame, and all of these turned into a monstrous anger meaning.

The smile on the corner of his lips was kept in a perfect arc for too long, and his facial muscles were a little stiff, so he retracted it, but this did not hinder his beauty.

It took a long, long time to calm down as the anger ran silently through him, but Ellen could not detect his emotion in the way he ate—no one even noticed that he was listening. After hearing Ivan's words, there was no special reaction, and he didn't take it seriously.

No one knew what thoughts flashed through the mind of this new transfer student who inherited the family's occupation and talent and was beautiful beyond gender.

He sat there quietly, time was rushing towards him with the torrent of history, but it seemed to be spinning around him, and the water sprayed around him without touching him.

So after the flood, the people who stayed behind turned their heads and were dazzled by the scene in place. They saw the god who had been forgotten by the world, and saw that his unreal beauty was more dazzling than any light in the world.

If some students do a little research on time magic, and then carefully figure out the characteristics of Ellen, they may be able to discover something from his unique temperament.

It's a pity that he is the only one with a bright, perfect appearance that is too shining. It is a face that few people can look directly at for a long time. Because of the mixture of this kind of aura, he has an indescribable and unpredictable aura .

There was only one thought in his mind:

Sure enough, gentleness is not necessary when dealing with prey.

I am really not suitable for this gentle route.

The moment he made his decision, Draco leaned forward slightly to get the pumpkin juice placed in the middle of the long table. The slightly different angle of view than sitting at the same place allowed him to see the face of the person on the other side of Ivan. expression.

Just looking at it, he inexplicably felt a little uneasy.

Subconsciously looked at Ivan next to him.

The young man who happened to catch his gaze met his gaze naturally, and asked him what was the matter very calmly, not minding what kind of message he had left in the auditorium before.

Draco wanted to ask the boss if there was something wrong with his EQ, but after a while, he suppressed his doubts.

For no other reason, he always felt that there was a terrifying aura between the two of them, which seemed to be beyond his reach, a transparent world that isolated him.

The whispers around resumed, but I don't know if it was because the content of the conversation between the two big bosses was too exciting, or something else, when everyone chatted, it always seemed to be imprisoned, with a little cautious taste.

It was as if there was a bombshell between them, or the voice-activated one, whoever had a louder voice could trigger an explosion in an instant.

The two people in the center of the storm finished their lunch with the same frequency, Ivan was waiting for Draco, while Ellen got up and left the table.

Until his back disappeared outside the auditorium door, a soft, relieved voice sounded from an unknown corner.

"It's scary. Why is the aura between Austin and Alman so terrifying? I almost suspect that they will draw out their wands to duel in the next second?" The relieved student felt as if he had taken his life , lowered his voice to the side of his companion and bit his ear.

After hearing what he said, the people next to him nodded with empathy, and did not forget to add an explanation: "Uh, Arman is a dragon, I think he can't even pull out his wand, and he will choose to directly kill Austin. Spray it into slag?"

There is no doubt that with the hostility that Ivan showed just now, a painting can be directly formed in their minds, and the name can be called "The Wrath of the Dragon".

But why are they so hostile?

No one else dared to ask Ivan the premise of this question. Only Draco, who couldn't hold back his curiosity and couldn't forget the weird sense of danger, asked casually.

At that time, the two of them happened to be walking out from the entrance of the auditorium. Draco had taken flying lessons and planned to go back to the dormitory to get a broom for the afternoon class.

It can't be regarded as revenge.

Ivan looked down at Draco's eyes. Those silver-gray eyes had a slightly oval shape on the boy's slightly immature face in the past, which matched the baby's fat cheeks very well. [-]% cute.

Even though most of the time he smiled childishly because he had teased others, it was a little nasty, but he couldn't hide his contempt.

But now the flesh on Draco's face seemed to be thinner.

It was only then that Ivan discovered that as Draco grew taller, even the layer of flesh on his face became thinner, and soon he would grow into a handsome young man.

The lines on the face are more three-dimensional, especially the line on the jaw. The slightly pale skin covering it seems to be the best modification, so that when he habitually raises his chin, he has a perfect face shape and a sharp pointy face. The chin is clearly visible.

I didn't hear his answer for a long time, and found that his eyes were still on my face for a long time.Draco subconsciously reached out and rubbed his face with the back of his hand, thinking frantically in his heart whether he got something on his face during lunch.

Then the boy in front of him who was a head taller than him looked away, and said unhurriedly, "It's not any grudge, it's just——Usually, there can only be one between me and him."

Draco: ...! ! !

What if this is not hatred?

Is this simply hatred like the sea? ? ?

He tried his best not to put on a dumbfounded expression, but obviously, he failed, because the shock on his face couldn't be taken back for a while.

With the environment in which Draco grew up, he couldn't imagine that there could be such mortal hatred in the wizarding world, so he spent a lot of time trying to understand the thinking of a dragon.

He tried to say something several times, but when he opened his mouth, he found that there was nothing to say, and after holding back for half a minute, he finally said: "Well, I'm just an ordinary wizard anyway, why should I try to think about the thinking of a dragon? "

"Are you worried about me?" Hearing his words, Ivan continued to look at him seriously.

Draco subconsciously moved half a step to the side, so strange, why does it feel like today's boss likes to stare at him?

Hasn't the stuff on your face been rubbed off yet?

The young master, who is always carrying the burden of an idol, is all focused on his beauty, no, his handsome face, and he doesn't realize how strange the other party's words are.

So it took him half a beat to react, and he instinctively thought 'um', but fortunately he saved it in time, with a half-smile on his lips, with a bit of habitual arrogance and complacency, he looked up and down in front of him The young man with a calm expression smiled back at him:

"What gave you this illusion?"

Ivan glanced at him, assuming that he acquiesced.

So after thinking about it, he added another sentence: "Don't worry."

Draco: "..."

He took a serious look at a certain dragon's self-confident thick-skinned with that piercing gaze, but the other's composure seemed to be able to play in any scene, except for the accident of being bumped into Nilin.

So he unknowingly imitated the seriousness of the other party before, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice: "I mean, I'm not worried about you, and I won't have such unnecessary emotions towards you. "

"Ah, is it?" If it was before, Ivan would never have imagined that one day he would have a boring bickering with others here, especially teasing Draco.

"I thought we were friends." The black-haired youth said with a sigh.

Draco couldn't say a word for a long time.

He suspected that the Ivan in front of him was pretended by someone else drinking some compound soup.

——When did such serious honesty appear on Ivan? ? ?

Master Draco choked, and he didn't know if the other party's words came too suddenly, or he was short of words and couldn't deal with Mr. Long, who seemed to be showing weakness.

But he was stunned, which just gave the other person a chance to intervene in the topic.

"If you are free now, Arman, I think we should talk." Hearing the voice, the light blond young man turned his head and saw the blond boy coming out from behind the pillars in the corridor.Even if I accept the setting that he is a boy, but because of that indistinguishable face, even if I see the long skirt on his body, the sense of disobedience of a man disguised as a woman is not very strong.

The speaker was leaning halfway on the pillar, with a gentle and appropriate smile on his face, and his sea-blue eyes were full of light, and emotions like pity slipped through them.

Ivan replied without raising his eyelids: "No time."

Ellen was not annoyed at all when he received the signal of hostility. At this moment, he no longer had any illusions about ending the fight peacefully like he did in the auditorium. Hearing this, he even widened the smile on his lips .

It's like the petals on the branches that are about to bloom open themselves again.

"Really? It's a pity. Then, the truce failed—" Ellen looked at him with a smile, and Draco felt a little penetrating in that look.

It's like looking at a treasure that will eventually belong to you.

There was an uncontrollable heat inside.

The beautiful man reached out to touch his waist, and slowly stood up straight.He was leaning against the pillar at first, and a small part of his waist was blocked, but now Draco could clearly see that he was actually wearing... a sword?

He opened his eyes wide and pulled out his wand reflexively. Before any headlines about the next day in the wizarding world appeared in his mind, Ivan next to him pulled him in his direction, and quickly walked in Ellen's direction go--

And the surrounding air was buzzing at some point.

The people surrounded by the storm seemed not to worry about what the coming wind blade would cut them into, so they raised their hands gently and snapped their fingers.

Then, the wind surrounding him dissipated.

It was the first time in Draco's life that he saw someone standing unharmed in the wind controlled by Ivan.

But the Dragon Clan boss was not surprised by this.

He walked in front of Ellen, and the other side's undrawn sword had been unsheathed halfway, and the shiny silver light reflected from the blade made it impossible for anyone to look directly at it.

Ellen seems to know Ivan's characteristics, but the smile on the corner of his lips can't be held back. If he was originally a reserved, beautiful, distanced, warm and distant goddess, now he seems to be doing evil at sea suddenly. After that, the sea monster laughed wantonly at those stupid humans who were confused by his singing.

Almost the moment Ivan stood still, he whispered something.

The light reflected by the sword was so bright that Draco closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, he couldn't see the two people who were supposed to be standing there.

The words in my ear were long overdue:

"Aren't you too...underestimating the dragon slayer?"

Dragon Slayer? ? ?

Draco stood there in a daze, and suddenly understood the reason why Ivan had such great hostility towards Ellen.

But where did these two people go?

Ivan's words 'Don't worry. '

He clenched the hawthorn wand tightly in his hand, and for the first time felt that the other party's words really... didn't have the expected effect at all.

After waiting there for 5 minutes, he thought, half an hour at most, and after half an hour, he will go and tell the principal of Ilvermorny about it.

and so--

Hurry up and get back to Master Ben!Otherwise, my young master is going to sue!Let's just say that you fight in private!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Draco: ...Isn't it true that you are bragging about it? 【Looking sideways】

Ivan: ...um.

Draco: Wait, are you okay? ? ?Fuck, have you had any problems recently?

Ivan: No. [Be honest with your wife——Look down at the wife chasing manual]