[HP] S·M event book

Her husband's whereabouts are unknown, and her children have more than enough energy to support a family. The Malfoy family has never been in such a predicament.The only thing she can do now is try her best to buy time.

— until the war begins, until the war ends.

When Narcissa stepped out of the fireplace, she immediately saw Draco sitting on the sofa in a daze.The moment his eyes met, he couldn't wait to jump up, as if he had already prepared enough for this moment, and then he widened his eyes and made a silent movement.

Narcissa looked around - there were only the two of them here, so why should I be careful?She looked at Draco in surprise, then raised her eyebrows, and walked lightly to his side, her high heels didn't make a sound—this is Malfoy Manor, but she was sneaking around like a thief, isn't it? What a good taste.

Until the distance between the two was enough for Narcissa to see Draco clearly—cold sweat on his smooth forehead, his pale lips were tightly pressed, his sharp-edged face was bloodless.

Her little dragon has grown up, even though she is wearing high heels now, it only reaches his shoulders, but such a strong and broad body is trembling slightly because of the extreme tension.

Narcissa once again concentrated her eyes on the pair of gray-blue eyes, where there was confusion and firmness, two contradictory things existed at the same time, which made Narcissa unable to understand his thoughts.She restrained her expression, and gently held his hand, and there was a burst of cold that almost came out of her bones.

This was her child, a child who had always been safe under Malfoy's wing, a child who should be safe and sound under her protection even now.

"What happened?" Narcissa deliberately lowered her voice, still showing deep worry.At this moment, she has lost the title of Mrs. Malfoy, and is just a mother who is anxious about her children.

Draco's whole body shook, and Narcissa's question hit him hard like a hammer, and he stared at her in panic, as if he had just realized her existence now.Pale lips trembled slightly, "Mom..." The vocal cords were stretched to the limit, full of panic and fear.

Narcissa waited for a while, but did not hear the sound again, so she led him back to sit on the sofa, and firmly held his hand, "What's the matter?" She asked softly.

Draco swallowed, looked cautiously towards the stairs, drew out his wand again, cast a Silencing Charm around them, and said hoarsely, "He's here."

Narcissa's face turned pale suddenly, and she subconsciously tightened her hands, her sharp nails pierced into Draco's flesh, and the bright red nail polish gave the illusion of being stained with blood.After a long time, Narcissa realized the movement of her hands. She took a deep breath and pulled a lock of hair from her forehead behind her ears pretending to be calm. Her slightly trembling arms revealed her uneasiness at this time—— Only she knew how difficult and heavy this movement was.She can't panic, at least let her children find a feeling they can rely on in her.She kept saying to herself, gradually stabilizing her emotions, filtering the information given by Draco in her mind, "Only him?"

"Yes, only him." Draco replied hastily, like a drowning man grasping at straws.

It was only at this moment that Narcissa was slightly relieved. If there were those Death Eaters who followed the Dark Lord, it meant that someone was going to be unlucky, and the worst case would be the Malfoy family. She said calmly: "Don't worry, He hasn't found out that we have betrayed..." She frowned, after all, their allegiance has always been to their own family, since Lucius's generation, they have not been loyal to the Dark Lord in the true sense, so what should I say Betrayal?So she changed her words and said: "He hasn't noticed our actions yet, Draco, you have to calm down, absolutely don't let him notice anything unusual, otherwise a single Desperation will make us fall short."

"I know...I know..." Draco murmured in a trance, "Mom...I might have upset him."

It is no small matter to make the Dark Lord unhappy, Narcissa's heart raised again, "What did you do?!"

Hesitation and struggle flashed across his pale face, Draco seemed to want to say something, he wanted to express all his concerns, and his mother could help him share and help him deal with it, even if there was nothing she could do, she was extremely A reliable and trustworthy person to confide in—maybe only Merlin and himself know how heavy the secret in his heart is, and it weighs him down every day and night, especially now that he will lose his life if he is not careful.It was just a few words, and it would be much easier to say them, Draco had the illusion that once those words were spoken, he would be completely out of this deadly predicament.

But in the end he just pursed his lips, and said in a low voice and quickly: "Mom, I will take care of it." He thought of today's banquet, when he escaped with her considerate permission, but he didn't think about it at all... ...How did she, a woman, stand upright amidst all that sarcasm and pity?He was not the only one who was forced into a predicament, but he enjoyed the bloody wings as a matter of course.

Narcissa was stunned, she was already fully prepared to help him find a solution, but now... how is it possible?He is her child!What mother is willing to let her child face danger alone! "Are you overestimating yourself or underestimating the Dark Lord? By you? How can you be alive and kicking under his nose? What really happened... The best ending for you is to stay in St. Mungo's forever!" Even Her voice was a little cold, but she still couldn't hide her anxiety.

Draco stared blankly at Narcissa, his flustered heart gradually calmed down, he gently put his arms around her shoulders, and put his chin on her shoulder blades, "Mom, don't worry, he won't kill me Yes." Yes, he also has life-saving symbols, such as Sierra, such as the surname Malfoy.Draco suddenly regretted that he had just shown panic and anxiety in front of Narcissa, which would only bring more troubles to his mother, and with deep guilt, he lightly put down on her forehead a kiss. "I love you, Mom, so I won't die."

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But Narcissa felt cold all over, she couldn't remember how Draco sent her back to the bedroom, what else he said when the door was closed, it might be good night, or it might be reassuring.She sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, staring at a certain point in the darkness without focus, until the chill in the air eroded her body, and she woke up with a start.

Narcissa stood up and paced back and forth in the room, and suddenly said sharply: "Check! Come out!" Yes, it usually prepared hot tea for her when she entered the house, but it disappeared without a trace today trace - it must know something.

The air twisted for a moment, and a light sound broke the peace of the room. Chacha stood at the door tremblingly, with his back tightly pressed against the door, which made Narcissa's guess even more certain.

"What happened after the Dark Lord came?" Narcissa asked coldly.

Chacha shivered suddenly, and said falteringly: "Chacha... Chacha doesn't know." It has extreme fear of that person, so even if it didn't get the order, it didn't dare to tell.

Narcissa narrowed her eyes, her originally delicate and beautiful face looked extraordinarily gloomy in the darkness, "Don't forget who is your master! Who is the one you should be loyal to! If you can't do that, get out of Malfoy Manor !"

Chacha suddenly fell to his knees, making a muffled sound from his knees, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the sound of its head hitting the ground, and it let out a shrill cry: "Please forgive me! Ma'am! "

Narcissa waved her hand impatiently, "Answer my question."

Chacha stopped moving, flinched for a while, and said with a sob: "Mrs. Lestrange came, and then Miss Morris rushed out, but when she came back... it was the adult who took her back..."

Narcissa's body froze, and then said harshly: "Go on!"

"Chacha was very scared and hid, and then heard the young master's call, the young master ordered Chacha to make a potion for Miss Morris..." it said tremblingly, "Chacha saw the mark on Miss Morris' face! Terrible! But the young master drove Chacha out!"

"...What about him?" Narcissa asked cautiously.

Chacha screamed in horror, quickly covered his mouth, and said tremblingly: "Chacha didn't see that adult...but Chacha knew he was there! There was a person sitting on that chair, and Chacha couldn't see him." people!"

"I'm asking you where he is now!"

"Chacha doesn't know!" it said in horror, "The young master asked Chacha to deliver medicine to Miss Morris...but Chacha couldn't see the lord!"

It is invisible, not unseen.Narcissa felt a sense of dizziness surge up, she couldn't help but staggered a few steps back, and fell on the bed - the Dark Lord hid himself, but he didn't hide the Dark Mark on Sierra's face, what's worse, He most likely understood that Draco knew of his existence!What is his purpose?What is he trying to do?How did Draco react then?Countless speculations were running wild in his head, but when he thought that Draco almost lost his life because of this, the fear that was originally buried in his heart broke through the critical point in an instant.

The man who was so terrifying that he couldn't even say his name might still be in this manor, and he might make the Malfoy family a piece of history at any time!

"Lucius..." Narcissa murmured while covering her face, her shoulders trembled slightly, and her thin body almost melted into the darkness.

After a long time, she slowly put down her hands, glanced expressionlessly at Cha Cha who was lying on the ground without saying a word, and said, "I'm going out for a while, if anyone is looking for me...just say I'm looking for Benson. "

Of course Chacha understood what she meant, so he couldn't help but shiver, but still said: "Yes, ma'am."

Narcissa quickly took the black cloak on the hanger and draped it over her body, walked to the gorgeous vanity mirror, pulled out her magic wand and waved it, it immediately split into two halves, revealing the black fireplace inside.She sprinkled a handful of Floo powder into it.

"23 Spider's End Lane."

There are countless people in this world who are afraid of death, but there will never be a mother who is afraid of death, at least she, Narcissa Malfoy, will never!

No one wants to destroy her home!No one wants to hurt her child!

The dazzling green fire eroded the vision, and after the dizziness faded, Narcissa stepped out of the fireplace, and in front of her was Snape who was pointing at her with his wand, "Is this your way of hospitality?" Narcissa said with a normal expression Said, skillfully walked around him and sat on the sofa, with many thick books piled up in her hand, she picked up one and flipped through it casually.

Snape watched her series of actions expressionlessly, and after a while, he walked over, took the book in her hand and threw it back to the original place, hissing, "Break into someone's house in the middle of the night, Is this the upbringing of the Malfoy family? You should be thankful for the pungent perfume smell on your body, otherwise you will experience the taste of a jinx."

Narcissa was noncommittal to what he said, she looked around, the somewhat gloomy house remained unchanged at all, too many books and magical items were piled up together, although it could be seen that their owners had tidied them up. Fan, but how careful can a man be?There are also some bottles and jars on the shelf against the wall on the left, which contain strange potion ingredients. "You should have a woman here, at least she'll make your house a little less haunted."

Unexpectedly, Narcissa saw Snape stiffen his face strangely, and then heard him say unkindly: "Not every woman is as picky as you are." This is a bit weird, Naxi Sa raised her eyebrows, but before she could speak, she heard him say again: "You look like Lucius—you always say some nonsense before the important point to set the stage, Narcissa, I will give you another minute , if you can't give me a reason enough to convince me to sacrifice my sleep time, Floo powder is to the left of the fireplace, do yourself a favor."

"Your patience is running low," Narcissa said.

Snape snorted, squinted and waited.

Narcissa leaned back, her whole body sank into the sofa, the soft feeling aroused her exhaustion, she reorganized Chacha's words, said it in an understatement tone, expressing it incidentally After making up his own guess, he finally concluded: "The relationship between the three of them is enough to cause headaches." They deceived each other, and at the same time helped each other to cover up, and finally formed a strange tacit understanding.

"That's it?" Snape said coldly, it could be seen that his patience had reached its limit, "A mother complaining in the middle of the night, that's all?"

Narcissa narrowed her eyes, looked at him for a long time, and said, "Did you know that Draco knew Sira's identity?"

With an extremely positive tone, Snape said flatly, "Obviously."

Narcissa was speechless, then sneered, "You are really a good godfather."

"It's time, I won't send it off." With that said, Snape turned around and was about to leave the room.

"Severus." Narcissa called to him when he had just stepped up the stairs. "Where is he?"

Snape paused, turned his head and looked at her coldly, "I'm beginning to wonder...whether the one in front of me is a fake." If he told Lucius' location, he would be so loyal. The curse will be invalidated. With the mark on Lucius, the Dark Lord can easily find him.

Narcissa's face turned pale, and she seemed to want to say something, but in the end she just bit her lower lip unwillingly - she still had to carry on alone.

After a moment of silence, Snape walked up to her again, sat down lazily, "Say, what do you want to do."

At this moment, Narcissa finally calmed down - she knew he would definitely help her.The pale lips gradually returned to blood, and they were raised into a proud arc. She straightened her back, raised her chin slightly, and said coldly: "I want to start a war."

This answer surprised Snape, who initially guessed that she was trying to send Draco to a safe place - under the Dark Lord's nose.After being silent for a while, he said sarcastically, "As a Malfoy, you have brought out your greedy nature to the fullest." What she wanted was not only that Draco and Lucius be safe and sound, but also that by promoting the war to control The initiative, which is much better than waiting for the war to start.

"Greed has a price." Narcissa said lightly, "If I fail, neither the Dark Lord nor the Order of the Phoenix will let me go, but I don't want to wait any longer. Who can guarantee that there will be no harm in this process?" Accident? Severus, we've survived long enough that we can't always be pushed around. I don't know how long their boring temptations will last." She paused for a while, seeing Snape's expressionless face. There was no expression, and he continued, "Think about it, how much benefit will it bring us if we start the war? You can also help the little savior protect his life to the greatest extent." She The voice was very low, with a touch of bewitchment.

Snape raised his brows, and stared at Narcissa with a half-smile, with a dull light in his black eyes, "You seem to think too much about the future, let me remind you, the Dark Lord can You are not a fool who is teased by others. What's more, you can't guarantee success, if you fail, what ability do you have to bear the consequences?"

"It doesn't have to be in person." Narcissa lowered her eyes slightly, "It depends on who the pawn is."

Snape became slightly interested and said, "All ears."

She pursed her lips, and her straight back became stiff.

【elder sister……】

【What's wrong?Dear. 】

【Come on, Sissy, he's calling me!Hi dear Sirius, what's the matter? 】

【Bellatrix!You go away... Hey, baby, I know you need my help, just tell me, I can definitely help you. 】

【... Uh... I'm looking for Andromeda, excuse me. 】

[Wait, don't go... Oh!Sissi, it's all your fault! 】

[Blame you!you this……】

[Sisters... people. 】

【What's wrong?Dear. 】【Ok?baby. 】

[Don't forget what Mom told you, if you use spells indiscriminately again, your wands will be confiscated. 】

【...You gloating brat! 】

[When you enter Hogwarts next year, see how I deal with you! 】

"Bellatrix Lestrange and... Sirius Black."

Narcissa Black's two relatives.

But...she was Narcissa Malfoy now.

She can't lose any more...

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After sending Narcissa back to the room, Draco also returned to his bedroom. The few minutes spent in that room just now were more exhausting than he had been running outside all day.He urgently needs a quiet environment and a soft bed now.Not long after his head hit the pillow, Draco fell asleep.

This sleep was extremely restless, blood and screams filled the whole dream, countless corpses and souls of the dead, they turned into thorns and entangled him tightly, he felt that his body was about to be crushed, such clear pain It was too real, until the suffocation forced his brain to lack oxygen, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

——A ferocious python was wrapping around his body, opening its bloody mouth at him, and the pungent smell of blood filled the whole sense of smell.

Draco's eyes widened suddenly, he gasped, and almost exclaimed - he recognized the reptile immediately.So he swallowed his throat with great difficulty, turned his head slightly, and showed a difficult smile to the black figure by the window, "...Master."

He blinked, sighed slightly regretfully, and then said flatly, "I thought I'd have to wait a little longer."

Draco didn't know how long he'd been here, but he knew from that sigh that if he didn't say something before he changed his mind, Nagini might swallow him.Draco tensed up, and it took a lot of effort to move the corners of his mouth, "If... if Nagini is hungry, I'd be more than happy to ask Cha Cha to help... her prepare some food."

"Hmph, a Malfoy." He said sarcastically, and then let out a hiss that made Draco's heart chill. Swimming down slowly, the greasy snake scales scratched his neck viciously, and Draco could clearly feel its hostility towards him.

The moment the reptile fell to the ground, it hissed at Draco a few times, then glanced at its master and swam out of the room.

Draco felt that it was expressing something like "should move faster and eat you earlier", and it seemed that he was very unpopular in its eyes, but who cares?Without giving himself time to calm his heartbeat, Draco quickly jumped up from the bed and knelt down in front of him in an extremely respectful gesture.

Draco didn't dare to say anything, he probably guessed why he was here - what else?He wasn't going to kill him, after all he had allowed himself to come out of Sira's room.Draco tried to calm his racing heart over and over again, but unfortunately it had little effect, because the hands that were pressed against the ground were still trembling slightly.He could feel the stinging eyes stabbing hard at his back. If they could be turned into sharp weapons, Draco would have been riddled with holes.

This sense of oppression belonging to the adjudicator is not something he can bear at the age of 17.Draco lowered his head, a trace of reluctance emerged from the sense of fear.

"How did you find out?" He asked lightly.

This made Draco, who was almost suffocated by the strange silence, take a breath, and replied truthfully: "The mirror... the mirror in the stairwell said you were... I thought you didn't want me to know your existence." At least in front of Sierra.

He sneered and asked again, "You already knew?"

Draco's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and he racked his brains to decide what to say, so as not to arouse suspicion if he was careless, "Yes... yes, master, when we were at Hogwarts... I found out she was a Parseltongue, and saw her once at Riddle's House afterwards." He tried to sound awe in his tone, which would prove he didn't have the guts to lie to him—everyone knew the Dark Lord was proficient Remembrance.

Almost at the same time, Draco's body suddenly flew into the air, reminding him for a moment of the feeling of sprinting on a broom during a Quidditch match.He was thrown out violently, smashing the floor-to-ceiling windows into pieces, the broken glass refracted the moonlight, making the dark room a little brighter, and his body paused in mid-air for a moment. This was the first time that Draco Looking at his room from the outside, just when he thought he was going to be thrown out of Malfoy Manor and smashed to pieces, he was pulled back by a strong force, like a doll being manipulated by others, His back hit the wall fiercely, and the severe pain drove back the last trace of blood on his face.Draco's limbs were restrained by invisible things, like a martyr nailed to the wall, he let out a small moan, and struggled to focus his gaze, meeting a pair of bloody eyes.

He approached Draco slowly, without making a sound under his feet, but every step stepped on Draco's heart hard, as if it was going to crush his heart severely.The blood on his forehead slid down along the arc, blurring his vision, and Draco couldn't help closing his eyes, but even so he could clearly feel his killing intent and... anger.Inexplicably, there was an imperceptible pleasure welling up from the bottom of my heart.

- Not everything is within your control.

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The room was cast with a silence spell, otherwise such a loud noise would have drawn people over, and most importantly... it might have woken up a sleeping little princess.

His little princess... struggles to hide her secret.

Fear, pleading, and...【I believe in you. 】

The Elder Wand in his hand was aimed precisely at Draco, and he could sense the fear that was coming out of him, but they once again stirred up the anger in his heart - when he was in that room, he deliberately didn't hide the expression on Sira's face. The purpose of the Dark Mark is to destroy the illusion between her and this Malfoy boy. Of course, it would be even better if it could achieve the desired effect.But...he talked to her as usual from the beginning to the end, and put on a good show under his own eyelids!

"Open your eyes and tell me, Malfoy brat, who gave you the courage to put on an act in front of me?" He approached those gray-blue eyes, lowered his voice and said coldly.

Draco's eyes widened in horror—for what he was facing now, and for what he might face later.Remembrance?Or Cruciatus?Or... the limbs and bones were eroded by the cold, even if he was extremely stiff, he couldn't suppress the trembling, and he said tremblingly: "No... I don't! Master, please believe in my loyalty to you..."

"Put that up from your father!" he hissed. "Answer my question!"

Father... this word made Draco's mind slightly clear, he endured the pain, took a deep breath, and said in a flustered tone: "Master! I swear on my life-I never did it on purpose ! Sara doesn't want me to know! She agonizes over keeping this secret almost every moment! You... you saw it then too! Sara is so scared that I know... the truth!" He wasn't lying, whoever Seeing her desperate look at that time, I couldn't help being moved.

He narrowed his eyes, stroking Draco's face with fingers as terrifying as spider joints, "A self-righteous Malfoy, what do you think you are? Can make decisions for her instead of me?"

There was biting cold everywhere the fingertips touched, and Draco didn't know whether the hand would poke his eyes out or strangle him... Of course, he didn't ignore his wand, " I thought... I thought you acquiesced! That's why you didn't cover up the mark!" The moment Draco saw the Dark Mark on Sierra's face, Draco's mind went blank. Is this a temptation?But what are you going to try again?He couldn't figure out what the Dark Lord was thinking, and in the end he could only take one step at a time based on Sera's reaction.But after thinking about it calmly, if he exposed the truth at that time, the end would definitely be much worse than now.

——Sylla is fine, then as an actor, he will be unlucky, after all, the Dark Lord seems to want to see something more exciting, but if Sara is sad, then the Dark Lord will not be happy, so he asked Fate curses are very possible.

It's not a good thing to advance or retreat, so I can only choose the lighter one.

"You think?" He smiled sarcastically, "You probably still 'thought' you'd be able to take this opportunity to—make a deal with me? Think you'd catch my weakness? Let me guess...you want me to Give you a hand and sign an agreement with the Bensons for Sira's sake, Malfoy."

Without any pretense, Draco really flinched this time.

"I have always admired the concept of the Malfoy family's interests above everything else, but when you make the best use of it, you must also see who the other party is, Draco." He said, he slowly let go of his hand, and at the same time retracted his wand.

Draco slipped off the wall, took this opportunity to wipe the blood off his face, and knelt down in front of him again.Draco felt that the Dark Lord seemed to be in a better mood suddenly - this was not normal, Draco thought he would be angry, after all, he was so proud that he would not allow anyone to take advantage of him or calculate him.But before he had time to ponder his reaction carefully, he heard him suddenly say——

"Draco, what do you think... what would happen if Sera knew that you used her biggest secret to gain profit?" As if thinking of something, he laughed softly, "My little princess is not a kind and great saint."

Draco froze suddenly, all the blood in his body seemed to be drawn away, her forbearance, fear, pain, caution, and despair flashed through his mind.

- Can't be known by her!no way!

A piece of hard iron was stuck in his throat, Draco panted hoarsely for a while, still unable to organize what he wanted to say, just say anything, must!He looked up and met those scarlet eyes again.

—Suddenly, he froze.

The doubts that had been tangled up in my mind dissipated and became orderly.

Draco guessed that he might know why this person hid his existence but didn't cover up the mark on Sierra's face, and now why he suddenly let him go, or... it could also explain why Annie's task was given to him before hands.

An extremely absurd guess, if it wasn't for the inappropriate time and object, Draco wouldn't mind treating it as a joke.

Draco suddenly thought of Zachary Blaine.

When he knew he was a Death Eater on a surveillance mission, he couldn't wait to unmask him in front of Sara to break the bond between them.

When he successfully pushed Anne's matter to Brian, apart from being relaxed, he also had an inexplicable sense of superiority, like a winner who got back the baby.

He thought that he and the Dark Lord might resonate in a certain way.

Realizing this, Draco's eyes widened in disbelief as he sat on the ground, staring up at him blankly.

Seeing that Draco hadn't said anything for a long time, he raised his eyebrows happily - it was really just a game for two children.He looked down at Draco for a moment, as if he was just a creature slightly higher than an ant.He leaned down, took Draco's elbow and lifted him up, lightly but irresistibly.

Draco also followed his movements and stood up straight without any resistance. There seemed to be countless bees scurrying around in his mind, and the chaotic buzzing made him dizzy for a while—is it possible?The person in front of him is the Dark Lord...

"Draco, the personal grievances between you and that kid Zachary need to be resolved quickly." He said calmly. "After all, Sera has a good relationship with him." At least it seemed so on the surface.

If it wasn't for the pain in his body constantly stimulating Draco's nerves, he might really think that this person is an elder who cares about the younger generation.Draco lowered his head, trying to avoid making eye contact with him, "Of course...I mean...everything is according to your arrangement, Master."

"Don't be so reserved," he said with a smile, reaching out and flicking the dust off Draco's shoulder, ignoring his brief flinch, "I've often heard Severus say that you're a smart boy who can get There are not many people he is sure of. No matter how you look at it, you are a worthy servant."

Draco pulled the corners of his mouth dryly, repeating what his father often said, "It's my honor to be of service to you."

"But compared to Zachary, you are still immature in dealing with people, and you still have a lot to learn." As he spoke, the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and he looked coldly at the platinum-blond head in front of him, "Stop wasting time on... boring things, you don't have the qualifications, understand?"

Draco straightened his body, and nodded stiffly - being thrown by this man felt more tormented than losing control of a broomstick.

"Since she's sick, you don't have to come over to say goodbye when you leave tomorrow morning." He resumed his understated tone.

"Yes." Draco replied without hesitation.He stared fixedly at the floor, the black robe in his sight gradually moved towards the door, and then there was the sound of the door closing cleanly.

After a long while, Draco raised his head, stared at the closed door for a long time, and heaved a sigh of relief after making sure that it would not be opened from the outside again.

He turned around and walked into the bathroom. When he saw the horrible face in the mirror, he couldn't help but click his tongue, waved his magic wand, and chanted the spell softly. The wound on his face gradually healed, and finally only some redness appeared.

He took off his nightgown and turned around - the back was bruised and purple, completely destroying the original fair skin.Draco sighed with a headache.

As soon as my feet stepped into the bathtub, it was overflowing with hot water.He lay lazily reclining in it, his gray-blue eyes staring blankly at the mist, which kept changing shapes, and occasionally he was able to outline something he was familiar with, such as...

Draco closed his eyes suddenly, deliberately slid down and submerged his head in the water.

The warm water brushed over his cheeks, melting away the blood that had been frozen on his face, his platinum blonde hair swayed gently in the water, Draco squinted his eyes, and the gray-blue eyes were icy cold.

——It’s not clear who the unqualified person is.

—Be patient.

—War, war, war...

...Sira...

[Zhan...cough, what do you want to do the most after graduation? 】

[...No idea. 】

【Hey!Don't fool me! 】

[I didn't... well, let me think about it... get out of here and go on a trip. 】

[Tsk...that's it? 】

【Don't look disgusted!I was serious! 】

[Sure enough, I still overestimated you, why can't you have thoughts full of challenges and difficulties? 】

[...I want to leave here and never come back. 】

The author has something to say: saving, saving, repairing, repairing~ I always feel that it is wrong to divide chapters, so...

Hehehehe~ He & She series is finally over, huh huh huh~