The little life of a platinum darling

Harry didn't go back to the Gryffindor Tower, he found Fiverett reading a book leaning against a tree trunk on the lawn outside the castle.

Fivenret folded his hands behind his head and sat casually.There was a wooden puppet figure on his stomach, holding a thick black book, turning a page from time to time under his gesture.

This puppet seems to be different from the one I saw last semester.Harry thought, walking over there.

Feverret spotted him the moment he stepped onto the lawn. "Harry, you're here." He waved to Harry to come over.The one who should come can't hide, he came here specially to wait for him.

Harry trotted over and sat next to Feverett: "You know... I've been thinking about it all night, and I still can't quite accept that you're actually a Malfoy."

"So?" Fevereit asked him, pulling his attention away from the book.

"So? I didn't think about it. But Feverret's surname is Jason, isn't it? You come from the Muggle world."

"Let's not talk about that first," Feverret turned to face him with a very serious expression, "Will you alienate me and hate me just because I'm a Malfoy?" His hand reached under the robe without a trace Holding his wand, he looked intently into Harry's eyes, ready to give him a complete forgetfulness if his eyes revealed anything.In fact, he wasn't very familiar with the spell, and he wasn't sure if it would work or have any after-effects, so he didn't want to use it if he could.But if Harry couldn't help him keep the secret, there was no choice.

Harry suddenly raised his head and stared at him: "How can you say that, Feiwen! No matter what, Feiwen is still the original Feiwen!" He said in a lower voice: "Although at first It might be a little awkward..."

Feverret unconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, and relaxed the wand in his hand: "If that's the case, isn't it important whether I'm a Malfoy or not?"

Harry pouted: "But...how could...and, you never said..."

"I can't say," Feverret shook his head, "There are some things that I can't do just by thinking."

"But," Harry looked up at him again, "how can any parent have the heart to let their children live outside? Even my uncle and aunt, they are not very kind to me, but they are very kind to Dudley No. They can't stand Dudley being wronged even the slightest bit! And Neville told me that pure-blood families place great importance on their heirs, how could you... don't they know?"

Feverret was not sure whether he should tell him about himself, he pursed his lips tightly, hesitating a little.He didn't know if it was right to let Harry know this, and one more person who knew would be in danger of another secret being leaked.But after thinking about it, Harry knew his identity anyway, and he wasn't going to let him forget about it, so it wouldn't make any difference to tell him more.After dispelling his doubts, maybe he would be more willing to help him keep the secret.

"They know, but there's nothing they can do about it. There are many reasons that can't be avoided. They really want to take me back, but they can't." Fevinrete smiled wryly: "I had to be sent away just one month after I was born. Don't let anyone know of my existence, so that I can live."

"What does it mean to be alive for you? Are you going to die?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Yes, because of You-Know-Who. You know, he is crazy and irrational, and he can do anything. If he knew that there was one of me in the Malfoy family, I would be killed. At that time, there were already many noble families His child was killed by him. He only wanted one heir per noble family. My father and mother wanted me to live, whether I could be by their side or not." Feveret answered him.

"So they sent you to the Muggle world? They, your parents are still willing to serve Voldemort? I mean, Hagrid told me that the Malfoy family has always been Voldemort's most valued subordinates." Harry couldn't understand Voldemort doing this But that's why Voldemort is hated by so many people, isn't it?

"No, they sent me to Germany. But that person died when I was 5 years old. Then something happened. I went to China. I lived there for two years and learned a lot. Then I went back to China. Arrived in England, and was adopted by my current parents.” Fevinrett told him half-truthfully, “Father and mother, they don’t want to serve the Dark Lord, I’ll just tell you this, but there’s no other way. Otherwise, the whole Marl There is no way for the Fu family to save it. You know how powerful that person was back then."

"Then how do you know that the Malfoys belonged to your parents? They were sent away at such a young age." Harry thought of himself, having lost his parents when he was one year old, but he had no memory at all.He heard Feiwen speak very succinctly, but he felt that Feiwen must have suffered a lot in fact, but he just didn't want to say it.

"When I was in China, because of a...uh...magic accident, it reminded me of when I was just born. That's why I came back to England. Otherwise, I would have settled in China." If I didn't want to To experience this family relationship that he has never had before, Feiwenruite thought that he would really return to China to settle down.

"Oh," Harry nodded half-knowingly, "and now? Don't you want to go back to the Malfoys?"

Feveret hit him on the head with an open book: "What are you saying, how could you not want to! Didn't I say it? There is no way for now, so Harry, you golden boy savior, please help me .”

"Yeah!" Harry nodded vigorously with the strength to knock his head off: "I will definitely help you! But... how?"

Feverret shrugged: "First of all, you have to learn Occlumency first."

"Brain what?" Harry had never heard of that.

"It's Occlumency," Fivenret explained to him. "A powerful wizard can use a spell to know your memories and what's on your mind. Occlumency can help you stop them from doing that."

"Oh?!" Harry opened his mouth in surprise, "There are also spells that can peek into other people's memories?!"

"That's right, it's Soul Reaper. And the mysterious man likes to use this magic very much." Feverret answered him.

Hearing this, Harry frowned, and then made up his mind: "Then I must learn Occlumency. So, Feiwen, will you?"

Feverret shook his head: "I don't know, but I think we can learn together. And there are still some seniors and sisters in Slytherin who know it. I can also ask them."

"Huh? What about Gryffindor? I can ask the seniors if they know how."

"There should be fewer Gryffindors," Fiverett thought for a while, "very few people will learn this kind of magic, because most people will never use it in their lifetime. And most of the Slytherins are nobles, they will I have learned a lot of special magic or family-inspired spells since I was a child."

Harry's little face collapsed immediately: "Listen to you, Occlumency seems to be difficult to learn... The Sorting Hat also suggested that I go to Slytherin, but I didn't choose him, now listen to what you said , it seems that people in Slytherin will be very powerful, I regret not going there..."

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Feverret stood up: "Gryffindor is the most suitable for you. Don't worry, you won't lose anything because of it, right? If you come to Slytherin, You'll regret it even more. Besides, Slytherin wouldn't want a fool like you." Feverret's voice was teasing.Putting A'er doll on his shoulders, picked up the book, and dismissed the silence technique around him.If he hadn't had the foresight to cast this spell on the surroundings as soon as he came here, Harry's voice was so loud just now, everyone would have heard everything.

"Feiwen!" Harry stood up angrily: "You are the one who is dumb!"

Feverret ignored his protest, turned around in a circle, and made his expression serious again: "Harry, will you help me keep this secret? You know, if it is leaked out, I might not be able to live gone."

Harry heard what he said seriously, and became serious: "Of course, I won't say anything, not to anyone."

Looking at his seriously serious face, with big eyes fixed on his eyes, Feiwenruite suddenly felt warm in her heart.

He knew that, in fact, he chose to tell Harry these things only because he wanted someone to talk to when he was tired.In this life, although he has parents who love him, he can't tell others about it, and he can't enjoy these things that should be upright in the sun.Obviously there is a brother who looks exactly like him and is connected by blood, but he doesn't know the existence of this brother at all. He can only be a classmate or a roommate, and he can't even become a friend who can truly trust each other.

Now that Harry knew it, maybe it was a gift from heaven, and he could find someone to share it with him.With Harry's silly personality, maybe he can be trusted.

He smiled wryly, since he was reincarnated, he has really changed a lot.He thought, in the past, he was determined not to trust others like this.