[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

The morning light is dim.

The sun has not yet fully emerged, but the early morning of April has already lit up in the cool spring breeze. Occasionally, a few wisps of white flakes sway slowly in the air for a while, and fall like velvet on the dark brown land.

It's nice and clean weather.

Without disturbing her sleeping husband, Narcissa got up quietly.When she came down from the stairs, the house elf opened the gray and white curtains in the living room at the right time, and the bright sky immediately poured in. At the end of the sky in the distance, a ray of burning crimson quietly emerged.

This made her bend the corners of her lips unconsciously, and smiled in a good mood.

Of course she had reason to be happy.

Just last night, she finally waited for the safe return of her only son who had been away for two years. At the same time, the lingering shadows that haunted this family in the past were finally dispelled.

Nothing could be more gratifying.

She decided to prepare breakfast by herself, and while waiting for her family to wake up, take time to take care of the plants in the garden, and then in the following time, they will have ample time to talk about the past and the future, and enjoy a whole Enjoyable time spent with family.

But, before that...

As usual, before entering the kitchen, Mrs. Malfoy raised her head and looked at the magic clock hanging on the wall of the living room:

Lucius, in good condition, is in a bedroom.Obviously, after dispelling the haze and knots in his heart, Patriarch Malfoy had the most relaxed and enjoyable night ever, which even caused him to wake up a few minutes late.Draco, in a good mood, the location is...unknown?status is...

runaway?

Focusing on the unclearly displayed clock face, Narcissa opened her eyes wide, and could hardly believe her own eyes: in all her memories of her son, Draco acted like a complete "other man" She has outstanding talent, excellent grades, mature and sensible, and has never even experienced the so-called rebellious period, and has never disappointed her.

Maybe the magic clock is malfunctioning?She thought calmly, turned around, and walked quickly to the bedroom upstairs that belonged to her son——

There is no one in the clean and tidy room, the quilt on the bed is neatly folded, and all the objects are in their proper positions, except for the tables and chairs near the corner, the glass windows are opened to the maximum , The silver-green curtains fluttered gently in the breeze.

Narcissa took a deep breath, and finally locked her eyes on the letter that was quietly placed in the center of the table, without any address or signature——

"Run away from home, the time is uncertain, don't read."

Kong Yan lowered his head, quietly staring at the writing on the letter paper for a while.

His tone was not like that of his always gentle and polite brother, but the handwriting was indeed from the other party's hand, even the habit of using slight force when writing was the same, but combined with the content on the letter paper, it was hard for him not to produce something skeptical psychology.

He knew Kong Yun's temperament.

He may be indifferent to outsiders, but he is always gentle and indulgent towards family and friends. He is so well-behaved and sensible that he does not want to embarrass anyone. The "rebellious period" that peers should have has never appeared in Kong Yun However, the rebelliousness of young people does not exist at all to Kong Yun.

Such a Yun would think of running away from home?

He was noncommittal in his heart, but at the moment he was not in a hurry to find someone—it was rare that Ayun wanted to play, and it was not a big deal to let him relax, but the guy who secretly took Ayun away...

Suppressing a certain urge to move in her heart, Kong Yan squinted her eyes, and smiled lightly, but her eyes were so clear that there was no trace of a smile.

Let's rewind the time to seven hours ago——

"...Do you want to think about it and run away from home with me?"

Kong Yun should have rejected this extremely unreliable suggestion.

He doesn't have a deep understanding of the current problems at Hogwarts, and he doesn't know if any accidents will happen at Hogwarts next, but all fools know that if the two people involved sneak away at this time, they will be punished. What a lot of trouble other people have brought—this trouble was directly caused by the irresponsibility of the two of them.

Perhaps the moonlight on this night was so beautiful that the impulsiveness and presumptuousness that were buried deep in his heart and almost forgotten also sprouted quietly. The black-haired Hufflepuff lowered his head and thought for a while, Said: "OK."

In just a few sentences, the two "underage wizards" quickly agreed on the decision to run away from home for the first time in their lives.

Before the official departure, Kong Yun took the time to go back to his room, and briefly cleaned up the things that he might need: for example, a few bottles of aging potions that he had refined in his spare time before, and some bottles that could be used in the Muggle world. currency.

Only when he started to write down the message to Kong Yan, he made a little trouble: since he was a child, he has been self-willed for a handful of times, not to mention the rebellious things like running away from home. It's never happened before, and it's the first time that I don't care about it like this, leave a mess behind and leave.

It was so fresh that I couldn't know what to do.

In the end, seeing that he hesitated for too long, Draco shared his message in a friendly way: "Just write 'Run away from home, the time is uncertain, don't read it.' That's fine."

Kong Yun let out an "ah", feeling a little uneasy about his conscience, he hesitated, "Is this too simple?"

"..." Draco looked at him helplessly: "Do you still want to write a detailed account of the journey of running away from home, and tell about the guilt and uneasiness in your heart, please forgive me?"

Kong Yun felt that what he said was reasonable, and it was rare for him to have the courage to be presumptuous. He simply followed up and wrote: "Run away from home, the time is uncertain, don't read it."

Seven hours later, when she got the "English version" from Mrs. Malfoy that was exactly the same as her brother's message, Kong Yan smiled coldly in her heart, and her face was still very talkative. He even calmly comforted Narcissa in a low voice: " Don't worry, Mrs. Malfoy, it's nothing, Ayun and Mr. Malfoy are very sensible children—maybe they just want to relax a little, and nothing will happen."

But that was already the next day.

At this moment, taking advantage of the bright silver light all over the ground at night, the two quietly went downstairs.The corridor at night was quiet, and the lights in Hogwarts were all turned off. I thought there should be nothing in the castle at this time, but before I took two steps, there was a faint sound of footsteps coming from far and near.

The two looked at each other, Draco moved the corner of his lips, and told him silently: "Filch."

Kong Yun nodded.

Compared with other professors, this Hogwarts administrator is the best one to deal with, because Filch's sensitivity to magic power is much weaker. Basically, as long as he hides well so that he won't be seen, It can solve the problem of being caught on the spot...

He was thinking of finding a place to hide in, or directly using a spell to hide his figure, but before he could draw out his wand, he was pulled back by the people around him, and he half squatted and hid in the corridor, which was surrounded by trees. After the statue of—

The size of the statue is inherently limited, but luckily both of them are young people, taking advantage of the cover of the night, they can barely hide, but the person who pulled him over refused to be honest, bowed his head slightly, and kissed him down.

Gentle and lingering, tossing and grinding.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Filch's figure slowly walking half a meter away, but the other's movements became more and more aggressive. He instinctively felt ashamed and wanted to avoid this untimely kiss. At this moment, he kept following him. Mrs. Norris, who was behind the administrator, suddenly let out a low "meow".

Kong Yun:! ! !

His body froze slightly, and for a moment, he almost thought he was going to be discovered, his heartbeat seemed to jump into his throat, looking over from this dark and narrow corner, Mrs. Norris just meowed out of boredom, and then Flicking his tail lightly, he followed Filch and left.

……

Lancaster Hotel, London, UK.

Seeing the wall clock on the wall gradually approaching eleven o'clock, Tina who was sitting at the front desk yawned lazily, preparing to make a cup of coffee to get through the last hour of shift change.

The coffee in her hand had just been brewed, she lowered her head and sniffed the faint bitter aroma in the curling smoke, which woke her slightly sleepy brain a little bit, the girl shook her head, thinking about how to survive till ten At two o'clock, at the gate of the hotel that had been silent for more than half an hour, the wind chimes hanging at the gate rang in the wind.

Ok?

The glass door opened in response, and two figures, one large and one small, came in.

The young man who came in first looked about 20 years old, his waist-length black hair was simply tied behind him casually, his facial features were obviously more oriental and soft and delicate, but at this moment there was an indescribable faintness in his brows and eyes Feeling cool, he looked around the hotel, and finally walked to the counter, and said lazily, "A standard room, thank you."

"Why not a double room?"

Following the source of the voice, Tina was a little surprised to find that this pair of boys who were almost mistaken for a pair of brothers seemed to be a little younger, only [-] or [-] years old. But it has a face that is completely different from the youth and is closer to the British——

It doesn't look like a brother in any way.

She was slightly puzzled, but she didn't think much about it. Before she opened her mouth to remind the two guests in front of her that the standard room has two beds, and it can also accommodate two people, the black-haired young man glared at the young man. glance.

His voice was clear and gentle, his eyes were quiet and clear, and he didn't seem angry, but when he glanced at the young man, he seemed a little angry, and his tone seemed to be warning: "Give me enough time."