[HP] Dali's Bread

It's Christmas again.

This time Dali couldn't be reunited with her family, after all, she didn't even know where Penny and Vernon were transferred by the Order of the Phoenix.Then of course she's going to--

"The Lovegoods?" Draco wasn't that cheerful. He kept a pleasant vision of the last trip to Hogsmeade this term over breakfast, like a weather forecaster who would never be accurate. .

"Yes, it's time to have a comfortable holiday." Dali stretched her body and replied.

The thick winter clothes wrapped her like a fluffy Siberian bear, stepping on one paw print after another on the white snow.

Draco was silent for a while before he nodded, reluctantly acknowledging the fact that once again she wasn't thinking of him.

"But you can also come to my house. Mom and Dad will welcome you very much. Our family has a very fulfilling Christmas, and you will definitely like it." But he still tried his best to make her "change her mind", although What he said was half true and half false.

"No." Dali refused decisively. She reached out to brush the snowflakes from his hair, took off her plush hat and put it on his head. A big moon, his dad often makes some weird things for us, I like it there."

Then she lightly pecked his side face, which was icy from the cold wind, but a simple kiss could raise the heat.

He sighed, and took her into his arms. Her clothes made her swell a few times, reminding him of her in the first and second grades. At that time, she liked to follow Pansy and giggle when she had something to do.

"Ah, Draco."

Just thinking about it, the black-haired girl appeared in the middle of the road with a box of candies as if she had jumped out of nowhere.

She has become much taller, with long hair and a raised chin, her arrogance still wanders in her expression.

"Oh, Pansy." Draco nodded, his gaze fell on her hand, "Duke Bee's limited candy."

"...Yes." Pansy paused, shaking the mint green and white package, and said, "It's good, you know, it's hard to buy."

"Bryce bought it for you? Uh, congratulations? I think I should have said that a long time ago." Dali knew that Draco was sincere when he said these words, but his slow tone was inexplicably like that of a leader meeting. In the scene, even she was afraid that Draco would shake hands with Pansy in the next second. To be honest, it was quite annoying.

"Yeah, it's Blaise!" Pansy was stunned for a few seconds, his tone became cheerful, trembling with joy, "Brace is very good to me, he looks a little cold, you know, but he Not that kind of person."

"You are a good fit."

"That's right, that's right, Draco - oh, I think I have to go, Blaise is waiting for me at Zonko's joke shop." She ran her fingers through her bangs, sniffed, and turned, Without giving the two of them any extra expressions, "Goodbye, Draco."

Looking at Pansy's back, Draco murmured, "Zoko opened the door again?"

"Your head isn't so good sometimes, Draco." Dali giggled, and was poked fiercely on the forehead by the man next to her.

"Obviously, Pansy is dissatisfied with the box of candies that you noticed first. She looks pretty today." She was still smiling, but covered her forehead.

"But, she already has a boyfriend, what do I care about those?"

"Who doesn't want to impress an old lover? She didn't even look at me just now." Dali shook her head, shaking off the snowflakes on her head.

"I'm not her old lover." When Draco said this, he felt that it was necessary to expand some explanations, "We only knew each other when we were young. Parkinson is a pure blood, and he was once the Minister of Magic. They have a good relationship."

"Bah!" Dali glared at him viciously. The girl has a deep memory of her initial rival in love. She still remembers the non-comforting and unnutritious words he said, and the grimace he made for her when he was hurt. He also put on a serious look like I don't have an old lover and I am a good man.

"Huh? What's going on?" Draco grabbed her scarf and pulled it back, "Crazy again?"

"I—" Before she finished speaking, Draco grabbed both ends of the scarf and quickly tied it in a circle, pushing her to the few bee dukes that were still open, "I'll take You go buy candy!"

Today's comfort made them temporarily forget that it was the end of [-], and the magical society was still in turmoil. The "Daily Prophet" controlled by the Ministry of Magic promoted Harry Potter as the number one terrorist, and terror against Muggles There are frequent attacks, and all members of the Order of the Phoenix have gone underground. Others are guessing whether Harry is dead, assassinated and kept secret, or has fled abroad, afraid to face the mysterious person and chooses to be a shrinking head turtle.However, there are still some small books that still support Harry in the open, such as "The Quibbler".

Some people have always thought that Xenophilius and his "The Quibbler" are difficult to enter the mainstream, that is, last year he published an interview witnessing the resurrection of a mysterious man, which gave him a taste of the sweetness, and the hype about Harry Potter is nothing more than He wanted to take advantage of the Boy Who Lived to make another fortune, which was a desperate move at this time.

"Do you still remember the ball fish by our river? They only lay eggs in winter, and they are very fat when caught at this time. Dad always said that people have been asking him for the recipe for cooking ball fish!" Luna said with She wore anti-demon glasses, holding a copy of "The Quibbler" in her hand, and said while shaking her legs.

Maybe they're going to take it to St. Mungo's poisoning department for identification.thought Darley.She would never forget that she tasted Luna's father's fish stew at her house before, and it really felt like eating a mouthful of paint.

"Oh, there are more disturbing horseflies around you, what are you thinking, Dali?" Luna's lace glasses like owl eyes suddenly leaned towards her, and said quietly.

"It's nothing, Luna, trust me." Dali waved her hand, and then noticed something, "Listen, what's the sound?"

There was the sound of kicking footsteps, and men shouting from other cars.

The two of them became alert, their wands tucked in their cuffs, ready to use them at any moment.

At this time, a tall and bearded man opened the door of the carriage. With a sullen face, he shouted loudly: "I am Travers from the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, Luna Lovegood, with me Walk!"

"Why should I go with you?" Luna pushed the anti-demon glasses on top of her head, revealing her blue eyes.

"Your father broke the law, Lovegood."

"Then you can't catch her either!" Dali stood up.

"You're from the Malfoy family... that..." He didn't seem to remember clearly, "You protect her and want to defy the Ministry of Magic, defy the master?"

It really was Voldemort!

So she can't stand directly in front of Luna, but what about Luna?Where is she going to be caught?Azkaban?Or in front of Voldemort, torture her, kill her?Just to warn Xenophilius?

"Of course not." Dali swallowed her saliva, and glanced at Luna nervously. In comparison, Luna was more dangerous and fearless, as if she had been waiting for this kind of result, she stepped forward, "Then take me away. Have you figured out which cell to put me in? I want it to have the number seven."

Travers sneered, grabbed Luna's arm, and threw it roughly out of the door, almost letting her fit into the door frame of the car.

Dali was so ashamed that she couldn't protect her friends. Many years ago, Luna and her were transparent people in the school, but now, Luna has grown into a brave fighter, and she is much more cowardly and cowardly than Luna. Dare to admit that he is against Voldemort.

When they were young, they had always believed in "silence is an accomplice", only Luna did it.

No, she can't do this!Luna cannot be taken away by Death Eaters!She is younger than her!

She rushed out of the car, watching Luna and the burly Death Eater drift away, and some students were peeping out like her, some DA members stepped forward to stop, and at this time several Death Eaters came out Maintain discipline and stand in a stalemate with the DA squad.

Dali clasped the door panel of the carriage with her hand, and was released silently. She ran across the aisle of the train, and the students screamed because they didn't know what it was——

Silently charged like a rhinoceros in the train, shattered the glass, knocked open all the doors, and finally charged straight at those Death Eaters!

They reacted and quickly resisted with various spells, but silently this kind of black magic is not something that ordinary Death Eaters can counter——

"Malfoy! Where is Malfoy?!" Travers should be relatively high status among them, only he knew Dali, he yelled angrily, and kept using "armor protection" , "Call him over! Tell him over and make his pussy stop!!!"

Draco had heard the movement a long time ago, the halo on his wrist was always shining, he was already at the door in another car, but he couldn't get in at all, the door was locked, and Arahho opened a little Useless.

He's banging on the door, he's trying to stop Dally, he's not going to have a hand in Luna's life, or anyone else in the car ahead of her.

Several Death Eaters had already fallen to the ground, and some of the students fainted and some shivered in the carriage. Only Travers was still able to stand firm under the Advanced Iron Armor Curse. Dali walked towards him, but at this time Luna Before the body-binding spell was broken, he grabbed the little girl, pointed his wand at her neck and threatened, "You don't want her to die, do you?"

Dali froze for a moment, silently as if condensed into a solid in the air.

"You want to save her? You have to disobey the master's order! Those who disobey will die!"

"You can't kill me!" Dali moaned again, attacking the Iron Armor Curse.

"Malfoy! Kill her!" At this moment Draco finally slammed open the car door, and just when he stabilized himself, he was shocked by Travers' roar.

"Are you on her side?! Are you Malfoy going to betray your master!!!"

"Kill her! Quick! Can't you control her?!"

"Malfoy, are you going to give up everything for this bastard!!!"

Draco raised his wand.

He was desperate, miserable, helpless.

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My sister pushed my article, it is really difficult to write every day because it is edited now, yes there is no outline, and sometimes a few words will be deducted if I write and write. The sentences are particularly incoherent and there are typos and sentences. Hahaha, in short, thanks to the readers who have been reading this, and thank you Da Vinci who came to Douban!