Platinum Working Guys at Hotel California

In the same time and space, yesterday they were experiencing panic in the Burrow, while the future they traveled through the gap of time and space, using the extra time to enjoy the long-lost California sunshine.

They hadn't even opened the door when they heard laughter and Bobby's roar of excitement from inside.The warm smell of home came over my face, and Livia smiled and opened the door.

"We're back~" she yelled with a smile.

Hearing Livia's voice, Bobby immediately stopped the stupid behavior of chasing his tail to please Dumbledore, stuck out his tongue, wagged his tail and screamed for Livia to rush over.

"Oh, Bobby!" Livia was staggered a few times by the big dog, but thanks to Draco supporting her from behind, she was saved from falling directly out the door. "How are you? Helen sent you back?" She scratched Bobby's ear and said happily.

"This is... who?"

Hermione, who saw Bobby for the first time, was stunned, with an expression of disbelief but vague anticipation on her face.Harry put his arms around her shoulders knowingly, looked at her profile and said softly, "It's not him, Hermione, it's not him."

"But..." Hermione looked back at Harry, her eyes flushed.

"He disappeared over there, didn't he?" Harry smiled with difficulty. "We all have to accept the fact."

"Children!" Dumbledore's surprised voice broke the low pressure between Harry and Hermione, and he walked towards the door with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"Dumbledore!"

"Nice to meet you, Dumbledore!"

"I thought you were supposed to be attending a wedding now?" Dumbledore looked at the dusty children, "Did something happen?"

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The familiar but unfamiliar locket in front of him was old and dim, lying quietly on the coffee table in the living room, as if it was just a harmless decoration.Bobby ran over excitedly, sticking out his tongue and wanting to sniff this little thing they met for the first time, but when the tip of his nose touched the locket, he felt like he was shocked by electricity, licked his nose, and whimpered Retracting to Livia's feet is no longer mischievous-simple little things always seem to have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

After listening to the children's stories, Dumbledore smiled again after a while, and said in a relaxed tone: "You guys are doing well, I'm so glad I can live to witness your growth."

"If you weren't alive, we wouldn't be so brave and fearless," Hermione said sincerely, "You are our spiritual pillar."

"Yeah, how are we going to defeat the Dark Lord if the greatest White Wizard in the world isn't around?" said Ron.

"Oh, no, no, my child." Dumbledore patted Ron's head and said, "Your power is much greater than mine. As long as you trust each other, you have infinite power."

Hearing that Dumbledore was about to start his "education of love" again, Draco sneered disdainfully, stood up and walked straight across Bobby to the kitchen.Livia smiled at them apologetically, then got up and left with him.The sudden departure of the two made Dumbledore open his mouth unexpectedly, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Harry.

"Dumbledore, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, Harry."

"I heard about... about your sister..."

Dumbledore's smile froze, and an expression of deep, unspeakable pain began to crease across his face.

"Oh," he said, "I'm sorry to let you hear this. It's a...not very pleasant story...but I can tell you..."

With Dumbledore's heavy voice, the three little lions gradually fell into the deep sadness in the story, and the living room seemed to be filled with an old wooden smell unique to the old days.These sentiments, however, clearly did not reach the kitchen.

Draco leaned on the cooking table, raised his eyebrows and looked at Livia who volunteered to make coffee for him, but couldn't find any coffee beans, and asked, "I thought you liked staying with Granger?"

"Please, Draco." Livia took the time to roll her eyes at Draco, and plunged into the closet again, "I really like Hermione, but we were friends before that! Of course I have to stand by your side... Oh, I found it!" Livia leaned out of the closet, happily waving the small bag in her hand at Draco, "Your favorite Blue Mountain! Some brandy, would you like a royal coffee?"

Draco shrugged, not refusing.

The milky white sugar cube in the spoon was soaked with brandy, the firelight flashed across, and a blue flame rose on the spoon.Livia poured the ignited brandy into the prepared Blue Mountain coffee, and a unique mellow aroma of royal coffee diffused with the rising heat.Livia pushed the coffee cup to Draco's hand, but when she looked up, she saw that the latter half-closed his eyes, with a somewhat confused expression.

"Draco, Draco?" Livia shook Draco's arm lightly, looked at him who came back to his senses and said, "What are you thinking?"

"...Nothing." Draco picked up the coffee, took a sip, and raised his eyebrows, "When did you learn it?"

"I heard that the nobles of the British royal family like to drink this." Livia's smile reminded Draco of a canine animal with ears and tail wagging, "I thought maybe you would like it, so I just paid attention to it." How to do it. Do you like it?"

"not bad."

"So for this nice cup of coffee, can you tell me what you're worried about?" Livia tiptoed and tapped Draco's brow, and continued, "Since we were attacked at Bill's wedding , your brows have never been loosened."

"Really?" Draco asked lightly, slowly stroking the rim of the coffee cup with his index finger.

"Don't you want to say it? Or..."

"Children~" Dumbledore knocked on the door frame with his fingers, interrupting Livia, "What am I disturbing?"

"No," Livia shrugged. She looked at Draco who looked calm, smiled and turned to Dumbledore, "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Oh, no, thanks." Dumbledore said with a bitter face. "My teeth have started to hurt recently. I'm afraid I can't drink anything with a bitter taste... Maybe you can make me a banana milkshake?"

Livia couldn't understand Dumbledore's strange double standards, but she ran to the restaurant obediently and brought bananas from the table.When she turned around and walked to the kitchen door, she found that the atmosphere inside had completely changed. Draco was standing with his back to the door, unable to see his expression clearly, while Dumbledore looked a little serious.When Livia heard them mention her name, she stopped and hid by the door.

"Diagon Alley? No, I didn't tell her... You don't need to look at me like that, your stupid guesses are not true."

"Okay, but I think she should know it's good for her growth."

"Enough, Dumbledore. I'm not some baby daddy you hired. It's your job to educate the next generation. All I know is that even if I get mad at her, Voldemort won't take back his suspicions about my parents. What's more, It is disgraceful to blame someone else for your mistakes, Dumbledore. It was all about your unwise trials."

"Of course, Draco, I've been annoyed all the time... You must have been troubled by this a lot lately, my child..."

"Stop your stupid look, Dumbledore. If you're really sorry, help them find a safe place to hide!"

"It's not easy, my child. But please believe me, I will ensure the safety of Lucius and Narcissa... I know you are worried and angry, I know..."

"No! You won't know! How would you know?! Put away your hypocritical worries, Dumbledore! I'm not a stupid lion who will sell your life for a few sweet words!"

"You're taking yourself too seriously, Draco. Maybe you can try to trust us..."

"Trust? Who deserves it?"

"Livia is a good choice, isn't it? You can tell her all your emotions, she is an optimistic girl, she will make you feel better."

"...don't try to put me off with these empty words, Dumbledore. What if I told her everything? All she could do was make me an apple pie to cheer me up! She couldn't help me with anything thing!"

Draco's words were like a needle, making Livia's heart ache sharply.She stared blankly at Draco turning around, watching her show a slightly surprised expression and quickly turned to look at Dumbledore.

"Do you know where she is?" Draco asked, looking at Dumbledore.

"Of course not. When did you come here, my boy?"

"...When you said you should tell me something." Livia tried to make her voice sound as usual, "Did you forget to tell me something?"

"... Dumbledore will tell you," Draco said.

He turned his head, frowned, walked in front of Livia as if he wanted to say something, but finally brushed past her and left.Livia took a few deep breaths and lowered her head sadly.

"Come with me, little Livia." Dumbledore smiled and rubbed Livia's hair. "The kitchen is not a good place to talk."

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Sitting in Dumbledore's newly decorated room, Livia was filled with unprecedented guilt and helplessness.

Her memories of Diagon Alley were only the ferocious struggle when someone was about to die, and Draco's gentle comfort and instructions that night.She had even forgotten that she had called Draco's name out loud in Diagon Alley, and she never thought that it would cause such serious trouble to the Malfoys.

"I'm really..." Livia murmured to herself with red eyes and a pale face, "I'm really a fool who has more than accomplished nothing."

"It's not your fault," said Dumbledore, handing Livia a cup of hot tea, "I sent you to Diagon Alley, didn't I?"

"No, I was too naive... I was completely panicked at the time, I didn't even remember that Draco couldn't reveal his identity! I always thought that he would feel better if someone was with him... I thought I was right for him It helps..." Livia bit her lip hard, and unconsciously clenched her fist, "Draco is right, I... can't help him at all in this way." She let out a long stretch With a sigh of relief, he stood up with the armrest of the chair, looked at his toes and said, "I'm afraid I can't help you with dinner, sorry."

"Perhaps we can talk? Things haven't gotten to the point of no return, you..."

"Thank you, Dumbledore. I know you want to comfort me, Dumbledore, but... I'm not qualified to accept comfort right now." Livia raised her head and forced a smile at Dumbledore. "Don't worry, I just want to be alone for a while...Think about what to do in the future."

Back in the room, Livia finally couldn't help crying.

Complaining to herself and apologizing to Draco and the Malfoys took all the strength in her body, she slid along the door and sat on the ground, buried her face in her palms, wet with unbridled tears.

How much she wished that the Time Turner could take her back to the day before she set off that day, she would definitely give that childish and ignorant girl a hard slap, so that she could wake up and stop running to Diagon Alley so willfully; He would bravely rush up when Draco and those people exchanged spells, instead of shivering like a mouse in a corner.If she could go back... if she could...

But it's impossible, isn't it?

Livia didn't know how long she had been crying, until her mind started to sink and her tears were almost dry, then she bit the back of her hand hard, ordering herself to stop the meaningless sobbing.She grabbed the doorknob and tried to stand up, resting her head on the door for a while before she could breathe properly.She opened her eyes, only to find that her eyelids were as heavy as cement.

She walked slowly to the dressing table and sat down, looking at the silly girl with disheveled hair and red and swollen eyes in the mirror, she couldn't help but make an ugly, ironic smile.She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if it would expel all the negative emotions in her heart.

"Don't be a fool again, Livia," she said softly, looking at herself in the mirror. "Crying won't fix anything. Be strong! You're Edgar Burns' daughter, you should be like mom and dad, Be a smart warrior, not a cumbersome coward."

She made a face at the loser-like silly girl in the mirror, sniffed, and said firmly, "Goodbye, the old me."

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When Livia knocked on his door and asked him with a smile if he had time, Draco's brain froze for a second before resuming his thoughts.

He carefully looked at Livia's gradually stiff smiling face. Although it had already been blessed with a beauty charm, traces of crying could still be seen.After a moment of silence, he asked, "Dumbledore told you everything?"

Livia's expression instantly became unnatural, and she nodded. "I know it all," she said, "I'm such a fool."

"It's not news to me." Draco folded his arms and said in a relaxed tone, "If you want to apologize, then excuse me. That doesn't change anything, and your apology is late Too long."

"I know," Livia said, lowering her head and staring at her toes, "but I still want to say sorry."

Draco raised his eyebrows and was about to laugh at Livia when he saw her raise her head and said:

"Sorry, Draco, for my stupidity."

Draco nodded his chin, motioning for her to continue.

"I thank you very much, Draco. Even though I did something so stupid, you still want to be my friend. You are very good, really. I am very happy to be your friend, and I heard Hermione say , What a great thing it is to be able to get a Malfoy friendship... However, I can't be a helpful friend to you, which makes me feel very guilty.

"You have taught me a lot, Draco. I used to think that being with you and making you happy was the best way to repay you, but now I know I was wrong. In the flames of war, meaningless company is not as good as Fight hand in hand.

"I know that there are people around you who are better than me, and they will never do stupid things like me. I am not a big nobleman, childish and self-willed, and I like to rely on others...I compare with your old friends It sounds like a big difference, I know.

"You are my first friend, Draco. I know that I have caused you a lot of trouble, and I know that I can't help you now. But... I will work hard, I will work hard Be smart, be independent and strong...

Livia took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to Draco as if she had made great determination, and said shyly:

"Before then, are you willing to forgive me for the mistakes I made before, let me stay with you, and continue to be your friend?"

Draco looked at Livia with a serious face, and felt that he might remember when he was old, there was a silly girl who knocked on his door after crying all afternoon, and told himself firmly with red eyes, She's going to get better and she wants to keep being her friend.

"I suppose you're unlikely to be very intelligent," he said at last, "any more than a mandrake can ever be quiet."

He paused, looked at Livia who had become gloomy because of his words, finally couldn't help laughing, and said:

"But there's nothing wrong with that. Dealing with smart people is always tiring. Although you can't help me, at least I don't need to be defensive when I'm with you."

He took a step forward, patted the stunned Livia on the head, and held her hand.

"Of course, I also hope that you will become stronger, so that we can completely defeat Pott and his friends. I think, I can expect?"

"Of course!" Livia nodded heavily, and couldn't help blushing again, "If Ron messes with you again, I'll knock his head off! I swear to Merlin, I won't cause you trouble again, Draco. I promise!"

"If you can keep your promise, then I think you still have Malfoy's friendship."

Draco's words seemed to be the best healing potion, which immediately washed away the bitterness and lingering in Livia's heart, and she finally laughed without reservation.

"Thank you, Draco," she said, "I'm really glad."

But Draco's expression became a little awkward at this time, he seemed to think of something, but he was too embarrassed to say it.After hesitating for a while, he looked away and said in a calm tone:

"What I said to the old bee this afternoon... Hey, you know, I can't tell the truth in front of him." He seemed very unaccustomed to explaining to others, his ears were red and he was unwilling to look at Livia's face, " I mean, your apple pie is a nice comfort."

"Oh, Draco," Livia smiled even more happily, "Of course I can tell the truth from the fake, you don't have to worry about it."

She looked at Draco's somewhat embarrassed expression, and felt warm in her heart by this awkward, arrogant, but gentle and kind boy.

"Draco," she said, "did I tell you? Every time you smile, it's like California sunshine."

Draco raised his eyebrows and turned his head, but was surrounded by the girl's breath in the next second.The familiar lemon fragrance wafted through his nostrils, he took a step back, and subconsciously grabbed Livia's waist.

"Nice to meet you, Draco." Livia hugged Draco's waist and said contentedly, "You are the best friend in the world!"

Livia's words made Draco show that warm smile like California sunshine in her mouth again.Draco patted Livia's head and said softly:

"It's nice to meet you too, Livia."

The author has something to say: the ambiguous mode will be fully opened soon!Stay tuned!

Livia will be strong, and she will never be useless to the Malfoys, I swear to Merlin too!

Next chapter Livia is meeting her aunt~~~~~~~~~ Does anyone remember her parents' names?Edgar Bones and Livia Smith.I want to say that these two families are from the original book, and they are not just ordinary pure-blood families... As I said before, Burns was one of the founders of the Order of the Phoenix, and he was very old and powerful at the time The family, but was taken orz by Voldemort.But they still have a daughter, Amelia Bones, who is the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.In the original book, she was killed by Voldemort in the sixth book, but Livia needs a strong mother's strength, so I butterflyed her hahaha.

As for Livia's mother, if her surname is Smith and she is Hufflepuff, would it be related to Gu Liang who is familiar with the original book?

The identity of Livia's mother will be revealed in these chapters, and it will also explain why her mother insisted that the war was not over and asked old Tonya to take Livia away.

I know that my heroine and the plot are a bit worrisome...but I hope you don't dislike me and give me more opinions~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thank you~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~