I stared at Draco with wide eyes

I'm a little annoyed by his sudden behavior, I don't want others to know the mark on my hand

He'll know sooner or later, but I wish Draco would show me a little more respect, right now.

I frowned and pushed him hard, taking advantage of the gap where he was not standing still, I retracted my hand, and quickly adjusted my sleeves to cover the tattoo: "What do you think?"

"I..." He looked at my attitude, a little anxious, maybe he also realized his presumptuousness just now, and his tone became a little lighter, "My father didn't tell me this."

Draco has been living in the warm village his parents made for him until today

I certainly don't expect Draco to know anything

"But I overheard. Father told Mother that there was another Death Eater in the Ferris family. I didn't expect it to be you."

I didn't think of it myself.

From time to time, a few people passed by not far away, watching me and Draco standing in this corner whispering, and looking at us with some meaningful expressions

then walked away

I looked around:

"I don't think it's appropriate to talk about this at Hogwarts, so I'm leaving first."

Summer is over, and the temperature in the corner is not particularly sufficient. From time to time, a little cold wind comes out from the entrance, which makes both of us shiver.

I don't like staying in such a cold place

I looked up at Draco

There was a deep sense of tension on his thin face, and his eyes never left my face.

As I said that, I was about to turn my head and leave. Draco wanted to hold my hand again, but I dodged subconsciously.

I don't want to show him my mark again.

I put my hands behind my back and turned to look at him

Draco caught a blank by himself, and could only withdraw his hand in embarrassment: "You should have told me everything, Sofina."

"Then tell me first." I kept a distance from him, "Draco, what the hell did you curse me for?"

That's what I'm most worried about right now

Sure enough, when these words came out, Draco seemed to be choked by something, unable to utter a word for a long time

I seem to be able to talk to Draco lately.

But within two sentences, the topic will be terminated, no matter who

I have seen this expression in front of this proud young master more than once

I can't tell whether it's sadness or regret, anyway, it's a very sad expression

There is sadness in his gray-blue eyes, and he always looks hesitant to speak

Looks like I hurt him

Maybe this is a trick Draco uses to avoid problems.

Recalling the evil incident that happened in the restaurant this morning, I can only remind him: "I don't want to be hurt again, Draco."

Draco looked at me and understood that his behavior was tied to mine now.

I know that I can't ask any more words from his mouth, so I don't want to pester him too much.

"Senior Ferris?" Before I left, a small figure stood behind me

Evra looked at Draco and I standing together, with an unhappy expression on her face, as if discussing something unhappy: "...and, Senior Malfoy."

Although the evil deeds of her peers did not make Evra learn to resist, it made her learn to bow her head

Evra looked at the pure-blooded Malfoy who frightened her, and seemed to have heard from others that this senior was completely the overlord of Slytherin

She bowed ninety degrees respectfully to Malfoy

Seeing Evra's appearance, Draco immediately withdrew his previous expression and regained his previous arrogance

He raised his chin slightly and hummed coldly: "En."

Although he is very satisfied with Evra's self-conscious attitude that he is inferior to him, he still disdains mixing with Muggle wizards after all.

"Where are you going?" I looked at Evra, and found that the book she held in her arms had "Muggle" written in big red pen on it.

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