HP's return to innocence

Later in the day, the two of them lay side by side on the dining table, both sweaty and half naked, with Draco's hand still stroking Diadem's chest and belly from time to time.Crown squinted, clearly enjoying this, both the aftertaste and the touch.

Until Dra pulled his shirt over his chest and got up.Guan Mian just remembered, yes, the two of them can't just gossip like this, it's not yet time.So he sat up too, reluctantly, but necessary.

"How?" Draco was not in a hurry to wrap himself tightly, he first handed Crown's pants over, and asked worriedly.This time they were not just rubbing against each other, but real bullets. Of course, at the end, Drake withdrew and dyed each other's lower abdomen.

"It's not too bad technique." Crown returned Draco with a toothless smile, which was not very elegant.

Draco raised his eyebrows: "I mean, is there any discomfort?"

Guan Guan remembered why Draco insisted not to enter the previous few times. To be honest, this question made him feel bad when he was in a good mood: "About me, or about another?"

"Your." Draco's eyes didn't even glance towards Guan Guan's belly, but looked at the other's eyes very intently.

"..." Guan Dian looked at Draco, was very silent for a few seconds, and then immediately began to put on his clothes, "I will not ask you this question again in the future."

He told himself to believe it, but he still couldn't help but think about whether it was true or a lie—of course, if he took the initiative to ask, Draco Malfoy would definitely say "I never lied to you", that would be genius Big lie!For example, like just now, or now... Now Draco kissed his earlobe, whispering softly in his ear.

His voice was so gentle and low that even Diadem couldn't hear what he was saying, or maybe he didn't say anything at all, it was just his slow breathing, his warm laughter, his licking Licking the voice behind my ears...

They didn't end up tumbling back to the dinner table, which Crown was grateful for, since he didn't want to look so horny after all.Even though he was really hot just now, his throat was dry, and the part of his body that had been rubbed a little sore not long ago was twitching, longing for "something".

Guan Dian was a little bit disgusted with himself in his heart. So far, the number of times they had slept together could be counted on both hands, but his body had already surrendered before his reason—he never gave up on taking the initiative—or just A normal reaction to having something in your stomach?It should be the effect of that little thing.

Crown convinced himself, and even smiled happily, making Draco, who had been looking at him, a little puzzled.But he's feeling better.

"Want to come with me to St. Mungo's?" Draco asked seemingly casually as the two went upstairs - to take a shower.

"I should have gone today, right?" Since he was engaged, Lucius Malfoy could also be considered his "father". This thought made Crown a little depressed. At this time, of course he should visit.Guan Dian raised his eyebrows, and Draco was not unaware of this, so there should be other reasons for him to ask, "Why?"

"St. Mungo will not be peaceful these days, Dumbledore will definitely go, and Harry Potter may also run."

"Hogwarts isn't on vacation, is it?"

"Dumbledore has always been generous to the savior, and the savior will never disappoint his generosity. In addition, that guy has a good invisibility cloak."

"Is your goal the savior, or the invisibility cloak?"

"All."

"Sounds like a fun game."

Diadem and Draco had Slytherin smiles on their faces at the same time. If a third person saw them, they would feel that they were strikingly similar at this moment. Or, is this the picture of husband and wife?

Draco and Diadem arrived at St. Mungo's a little later than expected, and when they emerged from the fireplace they almost thought they had come to the wrong place.Although St. Mungo's has never been a quiet place, today it was as noisy as Diagon Alley before school started.Coming here from the quiet Malfoy Manor, the buzzing sound even caused Draco to have a brief tinnitus, so that he couldn't leave immediately, when he realized, he was already surrounded by a group of people Living.

"Little Mr. Malfoy, how is your father now? Do you know what happened that night? Also, please look here and laugh." The fast-talking person was obviously a reporter, and Draco's brain hadn't reacted yet. As soon as he said something, the flash went off and Draco's eyes sting from the sudden onslaught.

"Oh~ poor boy, don't worry, your father will be fine." A pudgy woman who looked a bit like Mrs. Weasley - except not with red hair - came over and gave Draco a The hug that made him suffocate, and stuffed some inexplicable things into his hands.

Next came all kinds of strange people, speaking strange words to him and stuffing strange things into his hands.Even with Drake's tough nerves, it took only a few minutes to recover.He turned his head to look for the crown, the guy had already hid in the corner first, and when he found that Draco was looking for him, he waved to him proudly.

Drake was a little depressed, but he was not annoyed by Crown's behavior. On the contrary, if that guy was also trapped in the crowd now, Drake would be furious.In short, after about half an hour, Drake finally broke out of the encirclement, but it was not because of his own ability, but because everyone's attention was shifted to the leader of the White Wizard who walked out of the fireplace.

Draco glanced at Dumbledore's peaked hat full of bright stars, and hurried towards his father's hospital room.

As expected, the crown was already there. He glanced at Drake critically. Even though Drake had tidied himself up, being squeezed in the middle by a group of people still made his robe a little wrinkled, and the wig strengthened with spells Also a little messy.

Draco returned an innocent look, and then walked to his father's bedside.Lucius looked in good spirits, judging from the slightly raised corners of his mouth and eyebrows, he could even be said to be happy.

"It's good to see you glowing, my father." Draco bowed his head and kissed his father's forehead, and Lucius kissed his cheek back naturally.

"It is also good to see you alive, my son."

"When I came, Dumbledore came too."

"This Mr. Principal is always so calm." Lucius' tone obviously did not sound like a compliment, "I have another thing to tell you that may make you sad, my son."

Draco blinked, looking puzzled. After all, most of the people who could affect his emotions were here. Except for his father who had a "little mistake", everyone else was safe and sound.

"Your dean, my old friend, was found in a Muggle alley not long ago. He was still alive, but he was bewitched by extremely vicious black magic, and his whole body might even be frozen in his soul. "

"This is really... really shocking and terrifying." Draco took a deep breath, with a worried expression on his face, "But, shouldn't Dean Snape be at Hogwarts now? How could he... Could it be that Hogwarts Gwartz was hacked?"

"I don't know about this, but Britain is obviously becoming more and more dangerous." Lucius held his son's hand by the bed, "Wait until..." He looked at the crown, "You go to Dem immediately Strong, I'm sorry Sissy, but I have to keep your son away from you this time."

Narcissa sighed, but said nothing more.

There was a knock on the door, and Draco got up to open it, to his surprise, it was Dumbledore standing there.He thought that Dumbledore would go to Fudge first, but judging from the time, he might have found his father's ward immediately after getting rid of the group of reporters and enthusiastic people.

But indeed, Dumbledore must be able to see that the center of the current situation will definitely not be the Minister of Magic who was at a loss except for the suppression of public opinion that day--Fudge is a qualified politician and conservative, he is not very good at it, or Or very bad at dealing with emergencies.

And even if Dumbledore didn't think his father was the center of trouble, he must have known that there was more to be had from his father than from Fudge.

"Hi, Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Hello, little Mr. Malfoy, oh! You've grown up so much I almost didn't recognize you."

"Hehe." Draco smiled perfunctorily.

"I've come to visit your father, Mr. Malfoy."

"My father is seriously injured, Mr. Headmaster, I think he needs to rest." Draco stood at the door, rude, and obviously had no intention of letting Dumbledore in.

Before Dumbledore could speak, Lucius in the room had already said, "Draco, what about your etiquette? Please come in, Mr. Principal."

Draco curled his lips childishly, then stepped aside and opened the door: "Yes, father."

The curtains in the ward have been drawn, and the sun is flooding the bed. Lucius, who is wearing a sky-blue silk nightgown, is sitting on the bed with his pillows leaning on him. Pale skin with blue veins, his platinum-blond hair was hastily pulled back, messy, or haggard.His always bright gray eyes were now weakly half-closed, their long lashes casting black shadows, and his skin was also an unhealthy gray.

However, Draco stood up and looked at his father in front of the door. Although he was not very "radiant", he was obviously healthy.Drake sighed, as expected his acting skills were still too bad.As for the other side who witnessed the platinum noble transforming himself into such a crown in just a few breaths, he was trying hard to control his twitching muscles.

Only Dumbledore and Lucius were left in the ward, while Narcissa, Drake and Crown left with various excuses, although Drake was curious about how his father and Dumbledore's confrontation was—— Their plan was aimed at the Order of the Phoenix from the very beginning, not Dumbledore, because both Malfoys must admit that Dumbledore is too strong. Although he has no advantage in age, but his magic power, his experience , his reputation, his spirit and will...

This is a difficult character to shake, pointing fingers at him will only cause trouble for himself, and although the Dark Lords dismiss this perception, the initiative is not on them now.But the Order of the Phoenix is ​​different. Some of these guys have weaknesses, and everyone has loopholes. For Dumbledore, the strategy that is like a child's play can easily overthrow them one by one. and the hands of the Death Eaters, and finish off the others.

For example, Fudge, poor guy, is now a hero in the fight against the fugitives from Azkaban, but at the same time, almost all of his most useful and loyal subordinates are dead.

"Draco, is that Sirius Black just ahead?" Passing a certain corner, the voice of the crown interrupted Draco's thinking.

"He should be killed, the scum who betrayed the family, and came back brazenly to seize the family property!" Draco nodded, and said fiercely.

"He's not going to escape a dementor's kiss, Draco." Diadem came up and put a hand on his shoulder.

Draco sighed, took his hand, and turned to kiss the corner of his mouth.The two talked about other things, and a few minutes later, Drake opened his pocket watch: "Very well, let's catch some thief who intends to release the prisoner."

When Drake saw Dumbledore in the crowd, he also noticed that the fire in the fireplace was lit again, and then a "transparent person" pushed through the crowd and ran to the other side.But at that time, other people's attention was focused on the greatest white wizard, and they were all huddled together. Even if they were pushed on the shoulders and stepped on their feet, they would not find the existence of the transparent man.

And Drake looked at his pocket watch when he was walking towards Lucius' ward. It seemed that he was just watching the time anxiously, but in fact, he was looking at the sneaking savior, and the other party followed him all the way until Go into Lucius' ward.

In the ward, they were very careful when they spoke in St. Mungo's, so there was nothing that Potter could not hear in his simple conversation with his father. "Actually, I don't think Potter has the ability to let the bird go Dog." Crown said as they walked slowly towards Black's ward.

The fugitives and werewolves were all badly wounded, and they were chained and guarded by Aurors.Sirius Black, who is regarded as a small leader, even has a single ward, his limbs are handcuffed to the bed, there are Auror guards in the room, and there are people standing guard outside the door.

"With us here, not necessarily." Draco smiled maliciously.