The time trajectory of HP

?Chapter 6

After lunch, Allen went to the library for a stroll and found Draco doing his homework alone in the library, so he found a book and sat down.Sneaking a glimpse of Draco doing his Defense Against the Dark Arts paper.Great, that's the ready-made topic.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Malfoy, Defense Against the Dark Arts sucks, right? It's not quite what I imagined it would be like my dad taught me, waving my wand for the whole class. "Alan smiled at Draco. He practiced in front of the mirror many times, and his smile was absolutely charming.

"I agree with you, Mr. MacDonald, I don't have time to chat with you because of this damn homework." Draco's eyes hurt a little from his enthusiasm.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have disturbed you. It wouldn't be good if you were imprisoned like Harry and left with ugly scars." Alan pretended to be sad and secretly watched Draco's reaction. Draco Acted very shocked, which was fine.

"What scar did you say?"

"Oh, yes, no one in Slytherin is in detention, you don't know, but I have to say that this is not something a professor should do at all. I found it when I was washing up this morning. But I can't ask him. Haha Sharp hand, bloody, with words written all over it. It was my first time at school, and it freaked me out, and he told me other professors don't do that, but I figured I'd have to talk to Severus about it A horrible thing. I..."

"How dare she? To a student, to Potter, how could the Ministry of Magic send such a vicious woman over, I'm going to tell my dad, they can't do this. Does Harry Potter really consider himself a saint? To a vicious The professor is tolerant, he didn't kill her? What does he want?" Draco stood up abruptly and interrupted Alan's chatter, looking too excited, Alan quickly grabbed him, fortunately they were in the corner, No one noticed them.

"Hush, keep your voice down, Malfoy, your voice is too loud. You're right, Harry can't stand it, but Dumbledore won't see Harry for some reason, and no one can help him. You care about him Malfoy? I thought you hated him."

"Of course I hate him, Mr. Marco Dona, you meddle too much." Draco put his homework in his schoolbag and strode away, as if he was afraid that Alan would follow.

If you really hated him, you wouldn't show your presence in front of Harry over and over again, and deliberately say some nasty things to remind him.But Harry's brain circuits are obviously underdeveloped, and he can't understand you at all.He needs to know what happened, so that Draco should use this method to gain a sense of presence, not to be friends.

Harry looked really bad, and Alan wished he could do something. He tried to talk to Dumbledore, but he was not in the office at all. When he barely finished his homework, it was late and it was raining heavily outside. The thunder bothered him.Harry hadn't returned yet, and apparently Umbridge was still torturing him.Unable to stay in the common room any longer, Allen decided to take a walk outside.

"Alan, the curfew time is coming soon, where are you going at this time?" Neville happened to come in through the door and saw Alan going out.

"I'll just walk around, and I'll be back before curfew." Saying goodbye to Neville, he hurried towards a certain direction.

When he was in the second grade, he found an abandoned classroom near the corner of the Slytherin cellar. Outside the classroom was a large group of moon fairies. When he was bored and couldn't sleep, he would sit there.Even if it is raining now, he is eager to go to that familiar place.

Go to the window of the abandoned classroom, the old place, conjure up a comfortable chair, and sink the whole person into it.Maybe Dumbledore and Snape already had clues about the Time-Turner, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, he would be able to leave, and what became of Harry had nothing to do with him.In fact, he need not worry so much.Anyway, they will live well in the future, and Harry will be an excellent Oro, and he will be with... No, that's wrong, why should they be fine.And that person wants to... It's not fair.Allen didn't want this to happen.Maybe... maybe there's something else he can do before he goes.Maybe it will be different when I go back.Allen even had a hunch that if he didn't do something, something would be different.He would not have wanted such a result.

"What are you doing here?" A cold voice came, and Allen was shocked, and he stood up suddenly and looked at Draco who was standing at the door and staring at him.He has to do something.

Allen's overly fiery eyes stared at Draco's heart.What does this kid want?

"I have decided to tell you something very important, but we must make an unbreakable vow of mutual restraint, and you must not let anyone know about it." Allen stared into Draco's eyes and said seriously.The white lightning rumbled across the sky, shocking the two of them a little in a daze.

"It has something to do with me?"

"A great relationship."

Draco thought for a while and agreed, raised his eyebrows and smirked, he suspected that Allen was that person's subordinate.He knows what to do.

The two shook hands, and Allen began to cast a spell

"Unless I take the initiative, you can't let anyone other than the two of us know this secret," Allen said.

"I promise." The golden thread emerged from the tip of the wand and wrapped around the hands of the two, binding their hands tightly.

"You can't hurt anyone, not even yourself, for Voldemort. I won't hurt you either.

Draco's smirking face couldn't hold back anymore, it was a little distorted, this guy is pissing me off, he is a member of the Order of the Phoenix.But the magical golden thread was wrapped around their hands, and he couldn't break free.

"I promise." Draco said a little grimly.

"I promise I'm telling the truth. You'll hear my secret later. You can't beat me, let alone cast magic on me." I hope you won't find someone to beat me.

"I promise." Draco gritted his teeth in answering these words, he would not beat him, but he would find someone to beat him.

The contract was completed, the magic disappeared, Allen took a deep breath, his body trembled slightly, he was a little excited and a little scared.Speak up, it might change history, maybe, but it's good for you, right?He will thank me later.Allen cast a Silencer and Ignore Curse on the classroom, making the dark classroom brighter, and then took off the contact lenses. The bright emerald eyes shocked Draco, and then Allen waved his wand, and his complexion gradually changed. It became pale, and the brown-black hair dyed with Muggle potion slowly faded, and the pale golden head was exactly the same as Draco's, except that Alan's figure was stronger than Draco's, and his cheeks were not so thin and fuller. Because of being too excited, a faint blush appeared on his pale face.

Draco suddenly understood a little bit what the secret he was going to say was.His father's illegitimate son, his brother?

"My real name is Averis Scopes Draco Malfoy." Allen decided to hide his real surname.

Sure enough, he was an illegitimate child, and he still used his name as his middle name. He wanted to question his father.

"I am your son." Allen said seriously.

Draco stopped his brain activities, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at the young man in front of him like an idiot.A 15-year-old Malfoy cannot give birth to another 15-year-old Malfoy.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

"No, I know it's unimaginable, but it's true, I'm not from this time, I'm from the future, I got into this time because of a broken time-turner, Dumbledore and Snape know that. My new The identity is what they arranged. We just made mutual binding vows, you know I'm not lying. Because from the future, there are some things I can't let you know, I'm already changing history, I can't change more, I couldn't Let you know me. But I really can't bear it. Malfoy's position in this era is too embarrassing, Voldemort is reborn, if Malfoy is finished, I will cease to exist." Allen said a little excitedly.

"Malfoy's not going to die, watch your tone, boy." Draco still couldn't believe him, even though they had similar features.He had observed Allen carefully, and always felt that this guy looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he looked like. Seeing him with the Savior, he even thought he was quite similar to Potter, especially the damn green eyes.As a result, the truth is, does he look like himself?Well, they do look alike.

Every family has blood magic passed down from generation to generation. They value the family and have their own blood identification methods.Draco held Alan's hand, chanting a long spell silently in his heart, a warm current flowed through his heart, he had to believe that Alan was his son.