[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

Draco waited there for an hour.

This was the first time he was not in the mood to make a small report, but Dumbledore appeared, as if passing by, but he was concerned about his face while passing by.

If he had been at Hogwarts in the past, Draco would never have been in the mood to talk to the old man.

After hesitating again and again, he still described the previous scene, and then he saw the smile on the face of this usually amiable old man disappear, and then said to him in a serious voice:

"Thank you for letting me know, Mr. Malfoy—but I noticed that there are still 10 minutes left before the first class in the afternoon. It should be the professors' responsibility to find the missing students, what do you think?"

Draco grimaced and turned away reluctantly.Before he left, he glanced back. He was wearing his usual favorite blue wizard robe. Dumbledore pulled out his wand, not knowing what he was going to do. The strongest wand in the wizarding world made of elderberry had a wisp of bright white The light scattered in the air, like a huge spider web, which gradually disappeared after a long while.

Dumbledore put away his wand, left the spot in a hurry, and walked towards the headmaster's office in Ilvermorny.

Draco coped with the class for several days restlessly, but he never saw that person appear again. Even Letas, who regularly flew to Ivan's dormitory every day, was very unaccustomed to it, and fell into a low mood for several times in the dormitory. God, it seems to be on a hunger strike.

The principals wanted to cover up the news, but Ellen, a well-known figure in Ilvermorny School, his disappearance attracted the attention of the whole Ilvermorny. After only one afternoon, the students realized something. , causing an uproar.

Just like when he came to Ilvermorny, his sudden disappearance left many students scratching their heads.

When everyone was wondering, the parents of both sides arrived late.

Once again, Ilvermorny Castle has withstood the test of history, no, violent demolition.

Because the students of the whole school were fortunate enough to watch a battle between the dragon slayer and the dragon, if they had to use one word to describe it, the students should vote for 'darkness'.

The black giant dragon seemed to hold the dragon power left over from ancient times. When its huge wings flapped, it brought flying sand and rocks on the ground, almost creating a storm. Mental preparation for cannon fodder.

And daring to provoke such a black dragon that is almost covered in thorns, Ellen's father is obviously not easy.

The sword in his hand was extremely sharp, and there was a blood-red diamond-shaped gemstone inlaid on the blade. When the sword with great power swung through the air, it seemed to be able to break through the air, and directly cut off the huge and powerful wings of the black dragon. broken.

The students of Ilvermorny felt that their castle might be lost.

So did the professors.

But fortunately, the professor of Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts course this year also came. Of course, Tom Riddle is not the focus, but his wife—Aurora Arman.

I don't know what method she used to regain the breath of the dragon clan in herself.Then she called a stop to the senseless fight.

The black dragon, whose anger was almost released, stopped first, and the human dragon slayer on the opposite side who didn't want to fight the two dragons at the same time reluctantly put down the sword in his hand.

The catastrophic Ilvermorny Castle was saved, and the wizards in the castle collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter, Ivan is missing?" On the second floor of the boys' dormitory, a figure suddenly turned up from the open window. Others would be shocked. Only Cedric has long been used to this person quietly. All kinds of people appeared, and nodded to his question.

Closing the book in his hand, he walked to the window on the other side and looked out, knowing that this war would not last too long, but there was also a bit of worry in the same gray-blue eyes, and he turned to Edward Said: "I heard that there was a dragon slayer in Ilvermorny before, and they didn't get along very well. There was a conflict in the auditorium of Ilvermorny at noon two days ago, and then they disappeared together."

Dragon Slayer?

As soon as Edward's doubts arose, Cedric flipped through the book in his hand, pointed to the part he had read before, and handed it to him.

On the pages of the book that are spread out, there is an introduction to this part.

He reads the book extremely fast, and he finished reading the content in a short time. When he returned the book to Cedric, he thought for a while: There should be nothing wrong...

He thought of Alice's prophecy, and there seemed to be nothing unusual recently——

Uh, no, the picture that Alice could see every time before was because he happened to be in it too.

Halfway through handing over the book, Edward paused for a moment. Cedric didn't pull out the book when he was pulling it out, and looked up at him blankly.

Edward smiled at him, let go of the tension in his hand, and leaned against the window sill, obviously distracted, thinking about what just happened.

Cedric glanced at him and knew that he and Ivan had a pretty good relationship, so he didn't bother him and put the book on the shelf.

After a meeting in the principal's office in Ilvermorny, the parents of both sides left separately, and the students were told that they were temporarily suspended from school, and no one mentioned this matter again.

It was only then that Draco realized that the heat of the topic brought about by Ellen's stunning appearance had subsided in a short period of time, because no one had a good relationship with Ellen.

There are not many people who get close to Ivan - except him.

There was only one time when he and Potter and Weasley habitually exchanged words, the angry red mole rat said at him: "Don't think it's the same now, Malfoy, no one is like... ..."

Ron's words were interrupted by his friend's elbow. Harry pushed down his glasses and called out his name in a low voice: "Ron."

Draco narrowed his eyes, his silver-gray eyes were full of ironic smiles, he didn't accept the gift from his opponent at all, he chased after him: "Nothing? Weasley, maybe you haven't accepted the most basic etiquette Education, remember to finish speaking, huh?"

At that time, they had already returned to Hogwarts. The principals of several schools seemed to feel that Ilvermorny was too unsafe as the final, and finally chose Hogwarts as the final venue among the other three schools.

"That's enough, Malfoy, I remember you have to participate in the game tomorrow. Or are you going to warm up with us before the game?" Harry looked around, and Seamus and Nana who were walking towards this side at the end of the corridor Wei had noticed this scene a long time ago, and drew out his wand as he walked.

Draco snorted, held the hawthorn wand, raised his jaw at Harry, and said with a smile, "That's exactly what I meant."

The simmering situation ended with Seamus and Neville followed by Professor McGonagall.

Draco put away his wand expressionlessly, and turned around to leave. At this moment, he heard Potter's very low voice:

"Even if Ivan was here, he never helped him, Ron, you don't need to mention this to provoke him."

"Who made him speak so badly, and I don't see where he was stimulated." Ron retorted dissatisfied.

Harry looked at the back of Draco who had already gone away, and said to Ron calmly: "He is crazy enough to want to challenge us, what do you think..."

Ron choked for a while, clicked his tongue, touched his nose and replied:

"I actually think it makes sense." After all, under normal circumstances, this proud second generation of stinky rich has always been very timid.

Then this Slytherin, whom they generally thought was a coward, won the International Friendship Tournament the next day.

The whole Hogwarts was excited for a day, and even Gryffindor and Slytherin had a brief handshake and peace period when they were in the auditorium at night.

However, I heard that the big hero who should have appeared was waiting very late in the Slytherin common room that night.

Letas grew up day by day, and even conquered the owl shack at Hogwarts, becoming the boss of all the owls, unknowingly possessing a majestic posture——

Snow-white feathers, big black eyes, strong wings, sharp beak and sharp claws.

But it still likes to act like a baby.

He likes to jump on Draco's lap and rub his head against him when he has nothing to do, no matter how much trouble his claws cause him:

"Don't come here, Letas! My new pants!"

"Gee——" the owl bent its head, pretending not to understand, and aggrievedly jumped onto the freshly folded pile of clothes sent by the house elf next to it.

Draco completely collapsed, pointing to the special shelf next to it and said: "Give me to stand over there!"

Do not listen or listen to the master's chanting.

Letas spread his wings and flew to the window sill, imitating his childhood voice and gave him a high-pitched 'chirp'. He didn't hear Draco's answer, and felt that he was losing favor day by day, so he had to fly outside to bully others. owl gone.

The light-blond young man with the appearance and figure of the Slytherin prince who remained in place smoothed his hair expressionlessly, picked up the book borrowed from the library next to him, and read it for a long time without reading a word.

He threw the book to the corner of the table irritably, walked around the room twice, and finally walked to the corner table, opened the drawer to check what was missing in his latest potion material reserve, and looked at the open book on the table. The Advanced Potions Textbook took a glance——

The experiment that should be done this time is more complicated, and currently lacks...

dragon blood.

The Adam's apple moved, Draco closed the drawer, stood where he was, turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window to change his mood, and only after he turned his head did he remember that he was back in Slytherin.

There is no blue sky, white clouds and green grass outside the window of the Slytherin cellar, only the bottom of the black lake that is not slick in autumn. Whether you can see the scenery or not depends on your eyesight.

That dark, utterly unknown landscape, like the same, utterly unknown return date of some fellow.

He didn't even know if the man was alive, and if he was alive, whether he would return to Hogwarts.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Draco: Write a fart theater, in a bad mood, not happy.

Ivan: ...Good boy, I'll be back really soon.

Draco: Fuck, just one word.

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The hint I made earlier was so obvious.

But I don't intend to write a long separation for your big ones, so they will reunite soon, mine is very fast, it is really fast hhhh