[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

February fourteenth.

Students in grades [-] and [-] were driven around by imminent exams, and they didn't realize what day it was until they saw large owls flying over the auditorium with snowflakes of love letters in their mouths at breakfast.

Not only are love letters flying all over the sky, but I heard that every year on this day, the rare varieties of the Diagon Alley flower shop will be fully booked in advance - even the mature roses in Professor Sprout's greenhouse are also fully booked.

Many people who acted one step too late were so angry that they used a small knife to cut bread viciously at breakfast, and cursed those rich and powerful guys over and over in their hearts.

——Is it great to be rich?Is the privileged class great?Don't we all have a holiday?

At the long Slytherin table, most people were eating leisurely, while a small number of lovers were by their side, checking their partners' reactions from time to time.

No way, most of the pure-blood families have considerable family background, and they can't empathize with those guys who can't even buy roses.

Ivan concentrated on his meal. Since he successfully transformed into a dragon and could better control his breath, the owls finally didn’t run away when they saw him like before. It’s a beautiful tradition of receiving gifts at Hogwarts breakfast It was finally preserved.

There is a faint scent of flowers in the air. Unlike last year, the house elves this year don't surprise them at the dinner table, but instead decorate the castle - there is a cluster of mistletoe quietly blooming at every corner of the castle , making this day so romantic that it is unimaginable.

Of course, for Mr. Filch, today should be his disaster.

The light-blond young man on the opposite side looked up when the owls flew in. Ivan noticed this scene from the corner of his eye. When he poured pumpkin juice for himself with the pot, he withdrew his strength, so the orange pumpkin juice only It stopped abruptly when the glass was half full.

He casually put the pot aside, not noticing that he had only poured half a cup, and when he picked up the cup to his mouth, he thought:

Does he want to receive a gift from an owl?

But there will be no surprises if you give him a gift with Letas.

And the other owls at Hogwarts didn't have the guts.

Ivan, who rarely fell into a little struggle, was completely distracted, wondering whether the gift he gave would make the other party feel happy.

Fortunately, Draco didn't pay more attention to distinguish his little movements just now, and all his mind was put on the same entanglement——

...Why isn't Leitas here yet?Did it get lost at a critical moment?

Speaking of which, this guy is so cold, would giving him this gift not match his temperament?

But what should I do if the young master has only learned how to chase girls?

The number of owls flying over the Hogwarts auditorium dwindled, and those who received the gifts enjoyed the envious eyes from the people around them, and the occasional exclamations from those who received special roses made those who still Single people feel a pain in the chest.

After Ivan finished his meal, he put down his knife and fork, and looked up at the young man opposite him.

No one in Slytherin knew that they were together, because the only difference between their second day together and before was that they started studying together.

Draco began to slow down his meal while blankly thinking about how many snacks it would be better to ban Letas when he got back today.

Maybe it was Letas who felt the strong sense of crisis of losing the snack. In short, it appeared outside the small skylight of the auditorium the moment Draco finished thinking.

Then the whole auditorium can see its grand entrance.

The pure white and flawless owl waved its powerful wings, and placed a huge bouquet of flowers firmly in front of the black-haired young man who had finished his breakfast.

The color of the ice-blue flower is like frost, and because of its blooming posture, it shows an unparalleled holy beauty, and even the water droplets on the petals reflect crystal clear light.

A whole basket of blooming ice blue roses is a gimmick specially launched on Diagon Alley's Valentine's Day this year——

"Sophia"

Because the color is like sapphire, hence the name.

"Damn it, who the hell bought it! There are only 99 pieces in total! One hundred gold Galleons, one local rich rose!"

"What a domineering love, isn't Sophia's alias the emperor's favorite? To be honest, I suspect that the new products of the florist in Diagon Alley this year come from the world where Muggles live."

Someone in the corner of Hogwarts was so jealous that looking at the basket of roses was like looking at a basket of gold coins.

Another part of the people who eat melons are gossiping about who gave it to them:

"Anyone dares to chase after the boss of the dragon tribe. Merlin, I really want to know who that warrior is."

"I would trade being single for a year in exchange for knowing the truth about gossip!"

And then they quickly regret what they just said, because the truth came too fast like a tornado—

Ivan saw the large basket of expensive beauty in front of him, and reached out to pick up a budding flower from it. The ice-blue flower felt the temperature of his palm and bloomed instantly.

There was a sound of gasping all around.

foul!

This rose is too romantic!

The person sitting opposite tapped the table with his right hand at the right time, resting his chin on the other hand, his silver-gray eyes were shining with a smile, like a breeze blowing.

The voice when he spoke carried his usual laziness, mixed with that imperceptible smile:

"Happy Valentine's Day."

All Hogwarts: ...! ! !

Merlin's socks, what did they see? ? ? ?

The sole heir to the Malfoy family has come out publicly!

But still to that dragon? ?

"I, I, I take back what I just said, I don't want to be single for them for a year!" A boy who spoke before made a fuss and muttered in a low voice.

"Agreed, wow - the biggest gossip of the year." Another student gave him a thumbs up.

the other side.

When Ivan heard his words, the temperature in his eyes became very gentle, like the blooming ice blue rose twisted in his hand.

In an instant, all the petals scattered from the branches, as if there was a transparent thread in the air to connect them, circling around the light blond young man on the opposite side, the faint fragrance surrounded him like the person on the opposite side, as if he was still there. Like a hug.

Knowing how to control the wind is really cheating.

But at this time, the other party added: "This color suits you very well, and the gift is nice, thank you."

Draco... Draco suddenly felt molested.

Obviously he deliberately picked a flower with the same color as his eyes, why did he end up with this color that suits him so well?

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Draco: ...Have you returned my gift yet?

Ivan: Yes.

Draco: ...

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The next chapter tells you about the gift Ivan gave him.

And, I asked for leave yesterday, but I found that whether it is the latest chapter leave message or the leave note, you can't see it......

Ugh.

By the way, let me explain the problem of the end, because the main plot is over, and the follow-up plot feels inappropriate in the main text.

So if you want to release a special episode, the extra episode should be longer, maybe ten to twenty chapters...

that's it hhhh