The methodology of how to love each other on different bloodlines [De He]

It seemed that the dim candlelight would add a more mysterious filter to Hogwarts after nightfall. Hermione lit her wand and patrolled the corridors.

"Miss, your wand is too bright." A portrait on the wall protested.

Hermione quickly lowered her wand, it would be a bad thing to disturb the portraits to rest.

She walked to the fourth floor and looked at the door at the end of the corridor. It can be said that the intersection between herself and Harry began from this door. "I was indeed a bit proud and annoying at that time." Hermione thought Thinking of myself who likes to look up at people in the first grade, I thought to myself, I don’t know how Maomao is doing now.

Passing by the girls' bathroom on the second floor, it was the place where they made the compound soup. No one would have guessed that Myrtle also played a big role in unlocking the secret of the secret room, and the entrance of the secret room is actually in the girls' bathroom . "At that time, Voldemort was also working hard. How would he explain it if someone caught him coming out of the girls' bathroom?" Hermione let her thoughts run wild as she walked.

She was also very familiar with the girls' bathroom on the first floor. It was the place where her friendship with her best friends began. At that time, Ron's levitation spell might have been the first successful spell in his life.Unexpectedly, their friendship actually began with "Wingardim, Leviosa." Why do they always have such a relationship with the girls' bathroom?Hermione was a little puzzled.

In fact, Hermione likes the quiet Hogwarts very much. She always feels that the castle has its own life at night.In the shallow breathing sound of the characters in the portrait after falling asleep, whether it is to empty one's brain or think about something, it is very suitable.

but……

"Who! Who's there!" Hermione suddenly heard footsteps coming from the front, and raised her wand.

"Relax Granger," Draco revealed his face from the darkness, "it's me."

"Why don't you use fluorescent flashes!" Hermione still didn't put down her wand, because she remembered Sirius said, never let down your vigilance on anyone.

"Didn't I just come out of Professor Snape's office, I haven't had time yet." Draco said, waving his wand, and a light lit from the tip of his wand.

Hermione was still worried that if someone had taken Polyjuice Potion, she wouldn't be able to recognize it.And once Draco is impersonated, it will be a big trouble for Hogwarts.

As she approached Draco, the wand's light shone on his face, revealing every detail of his eyelashes. "Fourth grade Yule Ball, what was the last word you said to me?"

Draco frowned, avoiding the light in his eyes, "Didn't anyone tell you that it's rude to point a wand's light into someone's eyes, Miss Granger?" He thought for a moment, "Fourth year It’s like, ‘Tomorrow I’ll still be that Malfoy.’ After all, dancing with you is really not something that a Malfoy like me would do.”

Hermione put down her wand. "Sorry Malfoy, I'm not sure if you popped up out of the blue... I was just too nervous to hold my wand in your eyes on purpose."

Draco nodded, "Granger, you are right to have this awareness, but if I were a bad person, you wouldn't have your life to ask me this question." Draco leaned closer to Hermione, "It's just that I didn't expect , The question you are thinking about is actually what happened on the night of the ball, I thought you wouldn't remember this kind of thing, Miss Granger."

Hermione looked up, "Don't you remember too, Mr. Malfoy."

The two looked at each other, and suddenly they both laughed. The dark environment always allows people to let go of some burdens, and occasionally to be their true selves.

"It's good to be vigilant, but, Granger, you should trust Professor Dumbledore's ability. Without his permission, Hogwarts will never enter anyone with ulterior motives." Draco said, it can be heard that he The sound is very relaxing.

Hermione looked at Draco with a smile on her lips, and nodded, "You're right, I should trust Professor Dumbledore."

"Come on, Granger, we'll be together for the rest."

"Ah."

As Hermione spoke, she was thankful in her heart that under the dim light, Draco couldn't see his blushing face again.Hermione remembered what Ginny said: "To be honest, a proud Malfoy is indeed very attractive, but I believe that such a Malfoy will be more charming when he is rare and gentle."

Draco walked in front of Hermione, half a body ahead, and Hermione knew it was a protective gesture.The tips of the wands of the two rushed down, only illuminating the road in front of them, no one spoke, it seemed that the two of them were enjoying the rare peace.Hermione expressed her satisfaction with this non-quarrelsome atmosphere. Arguing with Draco is really tiring. He always has a thousand and ten thousand reasonable reasons to refute you.

"careful!"

Hermione accidentally forgot the disappearing steps, Draco grabbed Hermione's arm and saved her from getting stuck there.With the help of Draco's strength, Hermione stood upright and looked at the person who grabbed her.It had been a long time since they stood so close that she had to look up to meet his eyes.

At this time, those silver-gray eyes were no longer the indifference of Furui Wubo, but there were waves of worry in them caused by Hermione almost falling just now.

"If you do this, I will suspect that you have added all the points to IQ, and not one point to coordination of limbs." Draco put down his hand and said.

"Huh? What you said..." Hermione looked skeptical, "It seems that Muggle computer games say that. You wouldn't secretly play Muggle computer games, would you?"

Draco's smile froze suddenly, and he coughed unnaturally, "Ahem, why, don't you know that I have also taken Muggle studies as an elective? If you want to make the wizard blood more pure, you must understand what aspects of Muggles It will attract wizards!" Draco blushed confidently.

Hermione looked surprised, because Draco's complexion was very fair, so the blush would be obvious, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Well, you're right."

Draco snorted, turned his head and strode forward.

Hermione finally couldn't help laughing as she watched his red ears peeking out from under his platinum-blond hair.

"Good night, Granger." Draco, who returned to the chairman's lounge, still had a stiff face, and said to Hermione who came in behind.

"Ahem, good night to you too, Malfoy. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your Muggle games."

Draco waved his hand and went upstairs without looking back, but even if he went upstairs, he could still hear Hermione's "hahaha" from the public rest area.

"This may be one of Malfoy's most embarrassing moments!" Draco stood in front of the full-length mirror and pulled off his tie. "Can you talk to Granger without going through your brain?" If he could, he really wanted to go back to In front of myself at that time, I pressed the words I said back into my mouth.

"Sir, don't pull the tie too hard, lest you strangle yourself and damage your aristocratic demeanor." The mirror said.

Draco glanced at himself in the mirror, who was a little bit exasperated, and nodded, "You're right, I should always maintain a noble demeanor."

He put on his pajamas, sat at the table, opened the half-read book on the table—"Magic Furniture Repair Encyclopedia", "I didn't expect Granger to be so vigilant, and I don't know if she understood what I said .”

After laughing enough, Hermione collapsed on the sofa and hugged the pillow in her arms. "Malfoy is still so cute," she thought, "Sure enough, you know people, you know faces, you don't know your heart. No matter how much you ask Hogg Who in Watts, even if he asked Professor Dumbledore, he would not believe that the pure-blood supremacist Draco Malfoy would be addicted to computer games, it's really... so cute."

"You know, the relationship between people is all about getting along. The outside that people show may be completely different from the private. Today I saw a different Malfoy, and he is different from him in the fourth grade. .I am beginning to understand why the Slytherin girls are so admired and fascinated by Malfoy. Maybe the Malfoy they see every day is the Malfoy who can blush and accidentally say the wrong thing. If possible, I hope that one day, perhaps, I can hear a Malfoy like this call me Hermione."

Hermione wrote in her diary while recalling what happened tonight.

"He said today that without the permission of Professor Dumbledore, Hogwarts will not allow anyone with ulterior motives to enter..." Hermione suddenly thought of what Draco said, and stopped writing, "This is... What do you mean? Could it be that if someone with ulterior motives enters Hogwarts in the future, will he be instructed by Professor Dumbledore behind his back? And what did Professor Snape tell him tonight?" Hermione said, "De Raku Malfoy, when did you become a person full of secrets? This makes me even more curious about our future relationship."

Hermione closed the diary, lay on the bed, and opened the book from Malfoy Manor. It was time for her to read "Ravenclaw" today.

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