[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

There is a smell of cooking mixed potion ingredients in the room, which is an indescribable cool mint smell, which belongs to the vitality tonic. Just smelling it makes the brain seem to be clearer.

Draco took advantage of this time to try to make a palliative by the side - this is one of the most frequently asked questions in OWLs exams, and the difficulty is relatively high, whether it is in the control of the heat or the control of the effect of the medicine On top of that, it's easy to fail as a potent sleeping pill.

He was making a solution of hellebore syrup, and the moonstone powder next to him was not fine enough.Because it was the first time to try this potion, the light blond youth seemed to be a little flustered no matter how calm he looked.

But it's not just because of this reason, the main reason is that the presence of the person next to him is too strong.

For some reason, once Draco realized that the other person was within five meters of him, he couldn't calm down and do anything.

After a few minutes—

Master Malfoy suddenly turned his head to look in Ivan's direction, and this sudden turn made Ivan almost startled by him.

That is to say, he has always been happy and angry, met the other party's gaze, and asked in a gentle tone: "What's the matter?"

You're not staring at your potion experiments to see what I'm doing?

Draco really wanted him to stay away from him, but the moment he opened his mouth, he remembered that he was the one who made him come to watch with a twitch of his brain before, and it seemed a bit capricious to drive people away now.

There was a bit of depression in the silver-gray eyes, and he lowered his head to look at the countdown countdown that he had designed in the air with the wand just now, and found that it hadn't arrived at the scheduled time.He was quiet for a few seconds, and when Ivan was about to approach him to see what was wrong with him, the young master spoke in a strange tone:

"...can you stand a little farther away?"

what?

Ivan stared at him for a long time before realizing the meaning of what Draco said just now.

After looking around and making sure that he didn't affect what he was doing, the young man's voice sounded softly:

"Sorry, no."

"——This is already the farthest distance I can bear from you." When the other party's eyes fell again, the next sentence of the supplementary explanation was already spoken.

Draco felt like his neck would be startled by his earth-shattering words when he turned his head.

Master Malfoy's expression was as complicated as his heart.

After taking a deep breath for a while, he found that the more difficult thing than facing the big guy was facing the big guy's straight ball.

"You..." As soon as the word came out of his mouth, the countdown in the air had already reset to zero. He hurriedly lowered his head and wanted to pour the moonstone powder into it, but perhaps he was too caught off guard by his distraction, so that he almost dropped the container Throw them all into the cauldron—

At the critical moment, he felt a buoyancy force under his palm, which held the container that was about to come out of his hand in time.

But it didn't help much. He originally prepared more because he was worried about the failure of the experiment. Now that more than a single dose of powder was poured in, the preparation of the moderator could already be declared a failure.

Ivan's attention was all on his expression, and it was an extraordinary performance to be able to control the wind to stabilize the things in his hands. Of course, it was impossible to accurately control how many grams of powder were poured into the crucible.

So the two looked at Gululu's crucible with green foam, which already contained failed works, and fell silent.

After a long while, Draco looked at the work that could get a troll grade score if placed in class, and said with difficulty: "I haven't made such a failed potion reagent for a long time..."

Ivan thought to himself, and saw it.

But in order to prevent Master Malfoy from turning back and throwing him out, he was silent for a few seconds and apologized sincerely:

"I'm sorry, I didn't know I had so much influence on you—"

It's better not to say this kind of apology!

Draco seemed to hear a 'poof', as if a huge colorful bubble floating in the sky was punctured by something forcefully.

—he wanted to draw his wand to duel the dragon.

"Shut up! You are not allowed to speak within half an hour from now! Also, stand in the corner over there!" Draco reached out and messed up his hair irritably, but it didn't affect his appearance at all. On the contrary, it is more like a handsome guy who is constrained by his studies when he is about to collapse. Against the backdrop of his messy hair, he looks a little tired.

But he wasn't bored by studies.

Ah, getting angry again.

Ivan sighed softly, walked to the other side of the table, and obediently stopped looking at him. After all, he hasn't caught up with this young master, and it's not good if the other party is really angry. coax.

If other opponents who have experienced the troublesome character of the dragon boss saw this scene, they would think that Draco might have a dragon trainer's heritage in his blood.

The room was quiet again, and Draco started to prepare the second balm, but the vitality tonic on the other side had reached the final stage.

He looked at the pot that had been turned off and was slowly bubbling green, and the smell had turned into a failed palliative that was a bit more hypnotic, and Draco felt as if he smelled lavender.

Why don't you give it a try, the difference between the hypnotic effect of failed works and the powerful water of life and death?

A thought flashed through his mind.

While adding salamander blood to the vitality tonic, he was distracted thinking about how to make use of the pot of palliative that had failed, and his expression became serious unconsciously.

Time passes fastest when you are focused.Compared with the palliative that failed too far, when the vitality tonic becomes a finished product, the liquid in the crucible is as clear as a flowing flame.

Then that touch of too bright red faded quickly, gradually turning into a warm orange, and the originally faint mint smell dissipated, and turned into a bit sweet.

Draco only filled the finished product of one test tube, and raised his hand to Ivan——

When I turned my head, I realized that the distance between Ivan and the crucible was far away, and it was blocked by a tall shelf on the table. I don't know how much I saw about the production process of this just now.

When the other party walked towards this side, Draco frowned and muttered in a low voice:

"...Why didn't I realize you were so obedient before?"

Draco suddenly felt that he was very good at shouting and drinking to a dragon.

The sound was very small, but it couldn't be hidden from Ivan's ears, and it could even be said that he could hear it clearly.

He took the test tube flowing with warm liquid, glanced at all the completed potion procedures on the table, and said in that casual tone:

"I never realized that I like you so much."

It's like saying an ordinary fact.

Draco: ...! ! !

Boss Ivan's sudden straight ball stunned him instantly.

After a long while, he finally recovered his voice. This time, he didn't look away, and his silver-gray pupils looked straight into the opponent's eyes: "What...what do you want?"

What exactly do you want to do, just say it clearly, don't challenge my heart's tolerance here and there.

Ivan thought he had expressed it clearly, but Draco's reaction made him a little confused.

Neither reject nor accept.

It was an expression that made it difficult for him to find adjectives to describe it, and it made his heart ache for a while.

Ivan just looked at him and didn't speak.

The light blond young man was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to stroke back the hair that had been tousled once on the forehead, and the hair fell back from his fingers, and he pulled the corner of his lower lip——whenever he smiled like this, Sometimes, it can always bring out a bit of cynicism.

"So, what happened during the few years you disappeared that made your temperament change so much that you wanted to come to me to confess your love?"

Ever since they met again on Christmas Day, they have tacitly discussed this topic at the same time.It wasn't until this moment that Ivan knew that this matter had never been turned over from Draco's memory.

His eyes fell down, his expression remained calm - even when he was confessing his confession just now, it didn't change much.

Compared with the previous silence when the pacifier failed, this moment seemed much more unbearable.

The temperature in Draco's eyes slowly dropped, he thought, if Ivan hadn't said anything, he could still pretend nothing happened.

Well, nothing happened, even if there were some embarrassing episodes before, he could forget them as accidents.

——But Ivan spoke, and his words were just like what he had shown recently, saying that he liked me.

But if you like me, why did you go there a few years ago?

Why did you choose to appear at that point in time?

Prove that you will always have an irreplaceable influence on me?

"Not a few years." Ivan replied word by word.

Draco recovered from his own thoughts and stared at him blankly, but hadn't reacted yet.

Ivan's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he slowly and seriously explained the matter that they had never had the opportunity to mention before:

"In that world, I thought it was only three months."

"I thought I was only separated from you for three months, but it turned out to be three long years."

"I'm sorry I'm late, 'like you' is something I've been meaning to say before, but it got lost for a while in the time-warped world."