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

Those who are close to ink are black.

"Miss Dubois." Draco said coldly, "I don't think we know each other enough to be able to call by our Christian names, right?"

To outsiders, his tone doesn’t seem special. Everyone knows that Draco Malfoy almost refuses to talk to anyone, but as a Slytherin, Dilly Ya knew a Slytherin's way of expressing emotions and likes and dislikes too well - from the beginning to the present, Draco never looked at her directly.

Realizing this, the girl's face suddenly turned pale, and a look of embarrassment appeared for a moment, but it was only for a moment. Driven by the pride in her heart, this look of embarrassment was quickly restrained by her.

Staring at the little milk cat that scratched one of her arms and attracted all the other's attention, Delia gritted her teeth. There was an unspeakable fear, but her strong self-esteem prompted her to insist: "Mr. Malfoy, I remember you don't have a cat?"

Draco didn't answer her question.

Seemingly uninterested in this question, the junior Slytherin lowered his head intently, and carefully observed the little milk cat in his arms who suddenly stopped struggling, blinking his eyes and meeting his eyes. He stared at the soft and white cat. After looking at its fur for a while, he suddenly reached out and stroked its soft head.

Kong Yun:! ! !

This action is actually nothing.

When he was in China, he was often touched by the elders to express intimacy, but if it was placed on someone of the same age... It is hard to say whether he was influenced by cats, he does feel a little unhappy now, and has a kind of confusion The impulse of the opponent to slap.

He thought so and did it.

In the next second, the little milk cat that was lying obediently in his arms suddenly exploded, suddenly raised the cat's paw, and slapped the human's palm away!

Draco touched it casually, but what he didn't expect was that this interesting result made him bend his eyebrows with great interest, and stared thoughtfully at the little kitten who was lying back in annoyance.

This kind of strength doesn't look like what a normal pet cat can have, does it?

In fact, from the moment he finished beating the man, Kong Yun regretted it.He is not a person who doesn't know what to do, although he doesn't know why Tuantuan came to the Slytherin common room, and how he encountered this situation, but he can at least see that Draco did save Tuantuan Life.

After all, Tuantuan was not an ordinary pet cat. Although Kong Yun's counterattack just now was completely the result of his body's subconscious conditioned reflex, even so, its strength was not trivial.

The only thing that can make Kong Yun feel less guilty is probably that he used the back of his hand just now and did not stretch out sharp cat claws, so Draco's wrist was only slightly red, and he was not directly touched like Delia. Grab a not shallow bloodstain.

but……

Annoyed, he buried his head between his limp paws, and after a while, he secretly raised his head again, intending to take a peek at the other person's expression or something, but he didn't want to bump into a pair of eyes with a faint smile Eyes, he thought he was calm, but was caught straight.

Kong Yun: =_=

When you agree to talk to others, you should look at the other person's eyes seriously!Even if you don't even look at others, you can ignore it!rude!This Draco must be fake!

As if she didn't notice at all, Delia, whose face became more and more embarrassed as she didn't answer, the junior Slytherin finally replied perfunctorily: "Who knows."

There was no explanation, no unnecessary greetings and farewells.After saying this, Draco held the little milk cat in his arms, turned around and walked towards the boys' dormitory.

Seeing everything in full view, the Slytherin girl who had been sitting on the edge of the sofa and watched coldly let out a low chuckle. Before Delia could get angry, she stood up abruptly, turned around and left, leaving only Delia stayed where she was alone.

The incident that happened in the Slytherin common room seemed to be just a small episode. When Draco was present just now, everyone chose to remain silent tacitly.Now that he left, the remaining Slytherins in the lounge would naturally not care about Delia's expression, and the whole lounge once again became lively as if no one was there.

The noise, which was neither high nor low, was left behind in an instant, and finally realized clearly what was going on. Kong Yun moved his body unaccustomed to it, and had the urge to get down and walk by himself.

The spell he used at this time is actually a spirit-enchanting technique unique to the Mohist school. Simply put, it is to use spiritual power to establish a short-term connection between the organ beast and its recognized master. During this period, the caster will have the vision of the organ beast and the right to control it autonomously.

This spell is not difficult, but it is an investigative technique that only belongs to the Mohist school. For the Mohist people, everything as big as a mechanism eagle soaring in the sky, or as small as a mechanism insect on the ground can be their eyes.

The most important thing is that when this kind of detection spell is used, it will not produce any spell fluctuations. When the monitored person discovers it, he will only think it is an ordinary animal without any suspicion.

With Kong Yun's spiritual power storage, the duration of this spell is 10 minutes.

Although it is not the first time to use this spell, for Kong Yun, it is really the first time to be held in his arms like a ball. The current body, visual and olfactory abilities are all incomparable. False, but the feeling is his own.

When he was outside just now, due to the influence of external factors, Kong Yun didn't feel anything special, but now there are only two "people" left in the narrow corridor.He could feel the pair of immature but firm arms that embraced him, even through the soft and smooth wizard robes, he could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat as if amplified, and even the faint mint smell on the other person's body, All seemed audible.

It was as if the whole person was covered in another person's breath.

……too close.

Kong Yun didn't know if this kind of action was common in the British world, but for the oriental people who have always expressed reserved expressions, this kind of feeling like being held in their arms is really too intimate and too awkward .

He propped himself up, tried to use his strength to stand up, tried to struggle again, and sought the possibility of walking on his own ground. Just barely standing still, when he raised his head, he saw a slightly familiar person under the dim light not far away. figure.

Kong Yun's heart moved, and some indescribable feeling in his heart made him lean closer to that direction. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he tried to see the figure clearly, he was hugged by Draco who was struggling for a long time without moving. His strength suddenly tightened, and he turned his head back to the side.

Kong Yun:? ? ?

Is Draco so annoying today?

Fortunately, although Draco didn't show it to him, Tuantuan's built-in hearing was enough for him to hear the voices coming from there, and even based on these voices, he could distinguish the identity of its owner——

"I heard that you were punished by that Squib until now? It's not like you, Laurent. Don't you always look down on Mudbloods and Squibs the most? You were forced to stand down by a Hufflepuff who was two years younger yesterday. Kneel, have you been made into this kind of virtue by a squib today?"

"I also heard that Professor Sprout was forced to persuade Professor Snape to reduce that Hufflepuff's confinement to ten days because of the same punishment. How pitiful, it seems that you are so proud of the noble Bloodlines have no role in Professor Snape."

"Laurent, take a good look at yourself! Look at you, what's the difference between you now and that kind of lost dog? You're still pure-blooded, I don't think so..."

All the sounds suddenly stopped, and the surroundings became quiet, making the sound of people's breathing become very clear.Unexpectedly exposed to the dark side of the Snake Court, Kong Yun fell silent for a moment.

Draco stopped.

Under the dim light, false and real lights and shadows intertwine with figures, vaguely reflected in his calm eyes, suddenly like a long-standing dream——

"How does it feel to be stepped on the head by a mudblood you look down on? Malfoy. When you bullied me back then, did you ever think that you would be here today? By the way, I heard that the lord gave your family a special Reward? How does the Cruciatus Curse taste?"

"It's really embarrassing... Your so-called pure blood seems to be nothing more than that. To be honest, I really don't understand why that lord entrusted you with such an important task—you who are so weak and useless , can it really kill Dumbledore?"

"You're still a pure-blood, it's ridiculous. Look at you now, how much better do you think you are than those mudbloods in your mouth? Hermione Granger is also a mudblood in your mouth. They are comparable You are much better!"

He hasn't thought about what happened in the past for a long time.

Draco didn't know, for most of the students who graduated from Hogwarts, whether the memories of the School of Magic were a precious beauty, but for Draco, they were more like buried deep in the The shame in the memory, a bloody scar, reminded himself all the time, what kind of person he was.

Or, what kind of person he used to be.

In Slytherin House, fights between students are a common occurrence.The pure-bloods bully the mixed-races by virtue of their noble blood, and the mixed-race students will gradually unite to fight against the pure-blood students.Step on the low and hold the high, follow the trend, the survival of the fittest, the jungle of the jungle.

This is the deep-rooted law that has been handed down by this academy for thousands of years.

Draco opened his eyes.

All the fragmentary sounds and pictures disappeared from his mind immediately, replaced by the reality in front of him.

It was the Slytherin corridor where light and shadow criss-crossed in front of him, the aquatic plants and fish outside the window, and the fourth-year Slytherins not far in front of them who involuntarily fell silent because they noticed his appearance.

The hands hanging at the waist were clenched into fists unconsciously. Laurent silently stared at the first-year Slytherin not far away. Seeing that the other party is also of pure blood, he has more heart to help him.

And as the instigators of all this, the fourth-year Slytherins who were usually ridiculed by Laurent and made up their minds to take revenge this time were really hesitant at the moment.

Logically speaking, they certainly don't need to consider Malfoy's feelings. No matter how good the other party is, the gap between the first and fourth grades cannot be made up with talent. When he opened his eyes, the fourth-year Slytherin, who had said "pure blood is nothing more than that", instinctively shut his mouth.

This is so ridiculous!he thought to himself.

Even if the other party is faintly the chief of this year's lower-grade Slytherins, it is still a matter of the lower grades. No matter how strong the magic power is or how good his studies are, the other party is just a first-year kid!

He opened his mouth, trying to continue the unfinished sentence, but the uneasiness and fear that seemed to permeate from his bones made him speechless, and something kept admonishing him in his heart——

no.

Draco Malfoy is different from those purebloods who are proud and arrogant, only rely on their own family power, and claim to be noble.

He's not like those arrogant Slytherins who want to brag about his excellence to everyone, and he won't be like those stupid Slytherins who can't extricate themselves from childish duels with Gryffindor .He will not even intervene in the contradictions and conflicts between mixed blood and pure blood in Slytherin House.

Most of the time, the only son of the Malfoy family was cold and restrained. Whether it was internal conflicts or conflicts between lions and snakes, none of these seemed to arouse the slightest interest in him.

You can't see what's going on in his heart, and you have no way of knowing how far this person's true strength has reached.The low-grade Slytherin is like an abyss hidden in the darkness, which makes those who are afraid of it wary, and also makes the little snakes who believe in the strong flock to it.

Will he meddle in this matter?

Time seemed to slow down extremely at this moment, obviously it was only a second or two, but the fourth-year Slytherin felt inexplicably as if he was waiting for a trial.

Kong Yun moved his ears.

It seems like a long time to the senior Slytherins, but in Kong Yun's world, it was just holding Draco for a while, and he even stretched out his paws tentatively. Pushed Draco to grab his hand, but failed.

Just a second later, the junior Slytherin walked indifferently, and entered the depths of the corridor without looking back.

Until the figure of the senior Slytherin disappeared from their field of vision, Draco did not let go of him at all, as if he finally noticed the restlessness of the little guy in his arms, he said lightly: "You better behave yourself , this is not Hufflepuff."

Kong Yun froze for a moment.

For a moment, he almost wondered if the other party recognized him, but after Draco said this suspected warning, he didn't say a word until they came to the door of the dormitory.

The door of the room was slowly pushed open, quickly revealing the whole interior.Unlike Hufflepuff, which has a large number of students, the number of students in Slytherin is small, and the dormitories are mostly double or single. Draco's room seems to belong to the latter.

The whole room is well lit and the air is fresh and natural. Although it is in the basement, it does not feel damp and cool at all, and the overall style is not as dark and weird as the Slytherin Hall. The furniture is clean and tidy, ranging from a bed bookcase to a small book , a pen, were neatly placed in their respective positions.

Compared with the Slytherin hall where even the lights emit green light and are deliberately suspended from the ceiling with chains, if the former can still see the typical western wizard-style mystery, then this dormitory is an extremely ordinary student dormitory Style it.

It wasn't until he returned to the dormitory, turned around and closed the door, that Draco put him down.

No, it still looks a little different.

There was no such thing as a rug in a Hufflepuff bedroom.

Kong Yun blinked, and subconsciously poked the soft light green carpet under his feet. It felt surprisingly good, a bit like animal fur.Maybe it was because of Tuantuan's cunning nature, feeling the softness in his palm, he couldn't help poking it again.

Until he finally realized belatedly that it came from another person in this room examining him.

Kong Yun: ...

Finally realizing what stupid thing he had accidentally done, Kong Yun raised his head in embarrassment and looked at Draco who had been silent since he came back.To Kong Yun's surprise, the junior Slytherin was indeed looking at him right now, but he wasn't looking at him——

It was as if he was thinking about something else through him.

A very strange look, he thought.

When ordinary people are meditating or their thoughts are wandering, most of their eyes are not bright, because at this time, it is not artificial reason and control, but the subconscious mind of the brain that controls the thinking ability.But Draco's eyes are still sober and cold at the moment.

It's like facing an abyss.

I don't know why, after realizing this, Kong Yun became inexplicably upset. He stopped paying attention to the other party, turned around on the carpet, imitated Tuan Tuan's usual movements, and put his two paws in front of him , with his head resting on the fluffy paws, he lay down on the spot.

Then he felt something, and suddenly pinched his tail, followed by his familiar voice and tone:

"what are you doing?"

Kong Yun dodged to the side reflexively, this action made him feel a little bit wrong.He didn't feel anything when he was hugged before, until now he was really standing on the ground with his feet firmly on the ground, and he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a small spherical thing stuck to Tuantuan's front palm.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his paw silently, poking the carpet carefully.

The stickiness doesn't seem to be strong, the kind that can be grabbed with the other claw at any time if Tuantuan wants to.In other words, Tuantuan voluntarily let the ball stick to its palm.

Out of some unexplainable destiny, he didn't immediately try to shake the ball down to observe - his intuition told him that it would be better not to let Draco know.

What exactly is this thing?Who asked Tuantuan to carry it with him?And why did it slip into the Slytherin lounge?

He was thinking about something in his mind, and was a little distracted for a while, so he didn't notice that Draco was already squatting in front of him.

From the appearance, the little milk cat in front of me looks very cute and cute. At first glance, it looks like cotton balls piled on the carpet, but at the moment it has a serious expression, as if thinking Like a big matter of worrying about the country and the people, it seems that there is an indescribable contrast, but Draco is amused, and the gloom in his heart seems to have dissipated a lot.

He stared at the little milk cat with its head tilted in thought, and suddenly stretched out his hand to poke it. Before he could actually touch the furry head, he was slapped away by the cat with a paw.Then reach out and clap away.

Just when Draco also began to reflect on whether he was too boring, the little milk cat who had been disturbed several times finally raised his head unbearably, and looked at the human in front of him with eyes that were almost reproachful, "How can you be so unreasonable?" It glanced at it, then waved its soft paws, and continued to bow its head in thought.

Super serious!

I don't know why, for a moment, a certain Hufflepuff figure suddenly appeared in front of Draco's eyes - it's not so much that the other party looks like a cat, it's better to say that this one in front of him is not arrogant at all, even if it is A little stuffy, but also just a little milk cat who gave him a helpless glance, very much like his master.

only……

Draco thought for a while, coughed lightly, and tentatively said: "Can you understand me?" As soon as the words fell, the little milk cat who had been thinking hard raised his head immediately, tilting his head slightly, looked at him confused.

It seems that I can understand.

He thought in his heart that after feeling the strength of the other party was completely different from that of ordinary pet cats, it would not be difficult to accept that this was a cat that could only understand human language. After all, there were a lot of strange creatures in the magic world.

After making sure that the other party understood what he said, he didn't delay any longer, and cut straight to the point: "Do you want to go back?"

Kong Yun nodded immediately without thinking about it.

"Very well, after all, I have no plans to raise a cat in the dormitory."

"You have also seen the situation here. Not everyone is as friendly as the Hufflepuff guys. If you are cute, I will let you go." Even if he said something that seemed to be a compliment, Draco's tone was Faintly, he pointed out calmly: "But it's already curfew time - at the earliest, I will only be able to send you back to your master tomorrow, do you understand what I mean?"

Kong Yun hesitated for a moment.

It can be seen that Draco didn't mean to hurt Tuantuan. If he really had that thought, he would have done it long ago. In this case, compared to the dangerous Slytherin common room, or any other corner , staying in this dormitory is the safest for Tuantuan.

Thinking of this, he nodded readily.

"Since you are determined to stay, I hope that you can at least have the same basic etiquette as your master." Draco continued: "Don't destroy any furniture in this room casually, and don't be in the room. Any noise that disturbs my sleep while I'm sleeping - can it be done?"

When he said this, his tone was very casual, and Kong Yun nodded blankly.Just when he was wondering if Draco was just joking, the first-year Slytherin lowered his head and smiled: "Good."

A very simple and plain word made Kong Yun shiver for no reason.

There was no threat or malice in the other party's language and tone. If Kong Yun himself was here, he might not have felt anything, but the perception abilities of humans and animals are different. He felt it when he was on the Hogwarts Express. The gloom that he sees, in the eyes of animals, is an indifference that makes them cringe more than malice.

It's as if... He really doesn't mean any malice, and he doesn't have any interest in deliberately hurting a pet, but once he really offends him, he doesn't mind a small punishment.

Seeing the little milk cat drooping its head and nodding listlessly, Draco took a serious look at it and made sure that the little guy was indeed clean, so he turned around and planned to dig through some cushions or old clothes Yes, as a temporary cat litter.

Taking advantage of Draco's turning around, Kong Yun lowered his head, and quickly snapped off the ball sticking to his palm. It was a small ball the size of a bead, with a translucent surface covered by bright The light reflected like jelly.

He pulled his paws, and was about to quietly throw the ball aside without anyone noticing, but Draco, who was flipping through the closet over there, suddenly turned his head: "I said, you There should be no fleas on him..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence, and he looked at the fluffy cat that was almost lying on the carpet, a little confused: "What are you doing?"

Before the opponent turned his head, Kankan pressed the unknown ball between his palm and the blanket, and the little milk cat tilted his head, showing a perfectly innocent expression: "Meow——"

I can't understand what you're saying_(:3J∠)_

Maybe it was because of his timely response, Draco didn't seem to think much about it, he turned his head and continued to look for old clothes that he didn't want.

Kong Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

He stretched out his front paws and pushed the small ball back vigorously. The round bead passed through his body and rolled backwards. He secretly calculated the distance in his heart and was thinking about how to hide the small ball When Draco was in a corner where Draco could not see, Draco, who had turned over a few clothes, happened to turn his head again.

Kong Yun: =dish=!

He was a little too late to react at the moment, but fortunately, the ball itself was small enough, Kong Yun calmly recalled how his family Tuan Tuan usually acted like a baby—

Maybe it was a whim, or it suddenly lost interest in poking the carpet. The little milk cat that was poking the carpet turned over and lay on the carpet lazily on its side. The small cotton ball half-patted its paws. Half twisting his chubby body, he rubbed against the same fluffy carpet enjoying himself.

It can be said to be very cute.

Draco stared at him silently for a few seconds, just when Kong Yun wondered if his acting skills were too bad, and he was not a tenth as cute (?) as Tuantuan, the first-year Slytherin decisively reached out his hand, The cat's exposed soft belly was rubbed.

No wonder so many people like to stroke cats, Draco thought, it does feel good.

Kong Yun: ...? ? ?

I repeat, Draco is very annoying today!

He was caught off guard by a sneak attack, a part that is not often touched by people at all. Even Kong Yun was a little bit exploded at the moment: he was hugged and patted as a real cat, and he barely returned. Acceptable, but what the hell is touching your stomach? !Rao is as good-tempered as Kong Yun, and now he wants to hit someone a little bit.

It is rare to act faster than the rationality of the brain. The angry kitten jumped up from the ground, raised its paws, and scratched at the opponent angrily. Draco reacted very quickly and sideways to avoid it, obviously exerting strength. Just as he was about to say something, he happened to see the little ball that had been well hidden under his body.

Kong Yun, who was belatedly aware of what he was doing, finally remembered: ...

The scene was very embarrassing.

Draco bent down, picked up the small ball, he just glanced at it, and threw it into the trash can beside him. After doing this, he stood where he was, looking down at the already sleepy Lying on the ground, the petrified little milk cat said thoughtfully, "Then why did the twins ask you to come here again?"

Kong Yun: Meow meow?

bad thing?twin?again?

Before Kong Yun could digest the word "again" in his mouth carefully, the junior Slytherin straightened up and said casually, "Last time it was a candy that made people laugh out loud. What is it this time?"

Well, it's not the first time.

Kong Yun thought with a blank face, no wonder he always felt extremely uneasy these days, Tuantuan was even so bold that he came to the Slytherin common room to make trouble alone, most likely he learned from the little bastards outside!

He was so preoccupied with how to hammer the twins to death that he didn't pay attention to Draco's words for a while—it was useless to notice, anyway, he couldn't understand what he said.

Draco didn't care if he didn't get a response. After all, no matter how special the other party was, he was just a cat. It was not easy to understand people's language. If he could still communicate with people normally, it would be called seeing a ghost Bar?

As if realizing that he has been caught (?) for the bad things he has done, the sleepy little milk cat looks like he has been hit by some serious blow at the moment, and the whole cat is curled up on the carpet , it's almost like trying to hide your head in a rug.

Not conscious of bullying weak animals at all, Draco asked with interest: "Tell me, what will happen if I tell your master all about what you have done in the past few days?"

Don't tell me specifically.Kong Yun thought indifferently, in the future he would beat those two little bastards to death for spoiling his family.

Fortunately, when he heard about the prank he did, he was directly pressed on the twins by many people, and he felt guilty for a long time. Looking back now, Kong Yun felt that he might have really thought too much—if it wasn’t for them There are too many bad things done in normal times, who would blame them for no reason?

Spicy chicken twins, they know how to spoil my son =_=

He can be said to be both depressed and angry at the moment. The plasticity of Tuantuan's personality has caused him to treat him as a son since he received this birthday gift from the Mo family.

He likes to be quiet on weekdays, and sometimes a book and a cup of tea are enough to kill him for most of the day. At that time, Tuantuan, who was raised by his side, had a very similar personality. When he was reading, the little guy would be lazy. Lie on the table basking in the sun, not only won't make any noise to disturb him, but also will always be quietly by his side, cute and clingy.

What now?

Having been teased out by Mo Rong over and over again, it's okay to learn how to run away from home, but now you're still hanging out with the Weasley twins (...), and learned to play pranks?

Is this still available?

He was extremely depressed, and at the moment his attention was completely attracted by the incident of Tuantuan being spoiled by the Weasley twins, and the incident of Draco touching his belly just now was completely forgotten by him. I was thinking about how to (whole) return (death) to respect the twins.

Not knowing that he was lucky to escape the catastrophe to some extent, Draco watched with great interest as the little kitten, who was still somewhat unlovable in life, propped himself up on the carpet, climbed up, and stood against a With a "displeasure written all over his face", he began to sharpen his claws very seriously.

Very fierce look.

Draco suddenly began to think that having a cat or something...seemed to be quite interesting?

"No wonder people always say that pets are like their owners." Draco looked at it, only to feel that the little milk cat in front of him was grinding his paw seriously, inexplicably overlapped with a certain Hufflepuff looking down and thinking hard.

As if he heard someone talking about himself, the little milk cat paused, raised his furry little head, and gave him an inexplicable expression.

He recalled the pranks he witnessed by accident, and the ignorant and innocent expression that the little milk cat made when he tried his best to cover up just now, and concluded: "Even when he did something bad, his expression as if nothing had happened is exactly the same."

The little milk cat lowered its head in dismay, as if it didn't want to talk to the human being who was talking to himself suddenly.Kong Yun continued to sharpen his paws fiercely, thinking to himself, my family doesn't look like me, so could it be like the Weasley twins?

……Wait a moment.

Kong Yun raised his head suddenly, looked at Draco who turned around and continued the half-way search work he had done just now, feeling suspicious in his heart.

"Even when you do something bad, you have the same expression as if nothing happened"... What does it mean?

Draco knew the bad things that Tuantuan did. It's not difficult to understand. After all, it was a model of being caught in a live broadcast just now, but... when he and Draco were together, it wasn't always about academic exchanges question?When did you do something "bad"?

When did you do something bad since you were studying at Hogwarts?

and many more!

When it comes to "doing bad things", the closest thing to this word is actually nothing more than two things: one is the recent fight with Laurent in public, and the other is the earth-shattering prank on Raymond up.

From Draco's attitude towards Laurent in the corridor just now, it can be seen that he didn't take this matter to heart at all, so naturally he couldn't say "doing bad things". The tone of voice, this so-called "bad thing", [-] out of [-] refers to the latter.

So, why would Draco know that the person who really made Raymond unlucky was actually himself?

If the other party really meant Raymond's matter, there was only one reason left - Draco, who was the one who conveniently cast a deceptive spell on Raymond.

Realizing this, Kong Yun's heart suddenly became a little subtle.

Before he could think further about the other party's motives and reasons for doing so, Draco's voice sounded not far from him: "That's all."

this?

Only then did Kong Yun recall that Draco had said earlier that he needed to find some old, useless clothes as a temporary cat litter or something?He doesn't have much interest in this, the duration of this spell is limited, maybe in the next second, his consciousness will return to his body, but, out of concern for his cat son, he still looks up to him. At first, he looked at the old clothes that Draco had chosen.

It was a pajamas.

A piece of pajamas with exquisite workmanship and soft silk, which looks brand new.

But this is not the point.

His eyes lingered on the clothes with the pattern of small animals (?) for a long time. Judging from its appearance, it looked very similar to the Western Dragon in Kong Yun's memory. The reason why it was called "small animals" was because The little dragon pattern on this dress looks much more docile than the real dragon, and the whole painting style looks soft and cute.

That looks super cute!

The comfort level is Max, and the newness is Max. Although it is a new pajamas that has just been unpacked, but in terms of the style of this dress, Draco will not be willing to wear it anyway. It is useless anyway. It is used for making A temporary cat litter is also good.

The little milk cat kept its head up, its deep and delicate gaze stayed on the pajamas in the hands of the first-year Slytherin for a long time, until the other party seemed to be quite satisfied with his choice and nodded, it did not look down heavily. He looked away, and looked meaningfully at the human in front of him.

Ok……