Platinum Working Guys at Hotel California

After saying goodbye to his childhood for many years, Draco once again fell into the trouble of emotional instability that would lead to magical riots.However, in this special situation, Draco is not only not troubled by this, but even a little thankful.

While a wizard without a wand is like a basilisk poking blind, that's a thousand times stronger than an earthworm in the mud.

Draco raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to look at the black dog that was always panting and drooling with its tongue out.Should he thank this stupid dog?After all, without its high-altitude projection threat, it would be impossible for him to produce a burst of magic power so quickly.So he should cut down on the number of times he secretly kicks its ass?Cut from five to four times a day?

Draco raised the corners of his mouth, stretched his waist, stretched his body and sat in the front desk, closed his eyes and felt the sunlight coming in from the outside.These days, he has been used to getting up amidst the noise of pots and pans when Livia was making breakfast, leaning on the railing of the corridor on the second floor to say good morning to her downstairs, and then wandering off to wash up.Life here is always laid back, and a hotel with no guests means you can spend the whole day in a daze, basking in the sun, or laughing at Livia.Time passed much faster than he imagined.

"De~la~ke~~~"

Livia's drawn-out voice sounded nearby, and as soon as Draco opened his eyes, he saw a big face approaching him.He stretched out his finger in disgust, poked Livia's forehead and pushed her away.Therefore, Draco used a better angle to watch Livia's flattering and smirking face in all directions.

"If I'm right." Draco sat upright, crossed his legs, and sang an aria, "Your expression seems to tell me, do you have something to ask me?"

"Keep observation! Draco!" Livia applauded.

Draco leaned forward, propped his elbows on the table, folded his hands on his chin, looked at Livia with a beautiful smirk, and said word by word: "I refuse." Then he quickly Retracting his body, he sat back on the sofa comfortably and happily.

"...At least listen to what it is!"

"Based on what I know about you, what is meaningless is trivial things like drying the sheets, bathing the dog, or washing the dishes. Seriously, Livia, you ask these requests every day, and I refuse them every day. I guess, A smart human being should know how to retreat in the face of difficulties?"

"This time it's not drying the sheets or washing the dishes." Livia said seriously, "I want you to go to the town center with me."

"Oh, a fresh request. However, I still refuse." Draco paused for a while, and immediately interrupted Livia the moment she opened her mouth to say something, "put away your 'gentleman and lady' 'The 'boss and employee' theory, it doesn't work."

"No, I don't need those this time." Livia shrugged and said honestly, "I washed and tore one of the only two shirts you brought. If you don't obediently follow me out, you will be killed tomorrow." Gotta wear it." Livia stretched out her hand, which had been behind her back, in front of Draco, clutching a crumpled shirt.Livia unfolded it and showed Draco the slit from the right shoulder to the third button, "I washed it too hard."

"Oh, what an amazing skill!" Draco sarcastically gritted his teeth, "Livia Scissorhands?"

"Huh, did you watch that movie? On TV?"

"That's not the point!"

Anger is all about anger, in order to prevent himself from becoming an exhibitionist, Draco held back his temper and obediently went out with Livia.Unlike the old Tonya and Daniel, who were popular in the town last time, the people in the town did not approach Draco and Livia enthusiastically when they saw Draco and Livia walking on the street. They only talked with Draco occasionally. Ke only smiled kindly when he met his gaze.

Draco was very satisfied with this "cold reception". After all, he had no plans to get along with a large number of Muggles. The warm treatment last time was a disaster for him.Of course, it was undeniable that what made him more satisfied was Livia's weak sense of existence.

This is a fool who is still disappearing quickly in the crowd, and he can't even find a tracking spell.

Draco watched Livia pick and choose among a long line of Muggle shirts that looked identical to him, and gave her a new place in his mind.

"How about this one?" Livia took out a hard shirt with gold and red patterns, and compared it to Draco's body, "You are very white, you must look good in this!"

"...get it off of me!" Draco kept his voice down as hard as he could so he wouldn't be the loudest fool in the crowd.Putting a Slytherin in Gryffindor's colors?How worried he was that Salazar Slytherin would come to his dream tonight and wring his neck!He frowned and pointed to another piece with a gray-green checkered pattern, "This one, pay."

Livia resignedly put down the "Gryffindor shirt" in her hand, pulled the dark shirt handpicked by Draco, and complained in a low voice: "Your orientation is like an elderly forester! Believe me, by the sea , no young lad would like such a dirty color."

"Believe me, no nobleman wants to dress himself up as a golden Christmas gift bag." Draco retorted through gritted teeth.

"What size do you wear?" Livia looked left and right while holding the two shirts, unable to make up her mind.

"What... what?" How did he know!His clothes are all made to order in haute couture shops!

Livia looked like an idiot and helpless towards this life, she snorted a short nasal voice, grabbed Draco by the back of his lap, and pressed him down by his shoulders, "Bend down!" Livia complained.

"Hey... what are you doing!" Draco was almost slipped by Livia.

Livia didn't answer, let go of Draco, put the gray-green shirt of the correct size on his arm, and picked out a few dark-colored shirts.Draco grimaced and tugged at his collar, the violent Muggle nearly strangled himself just now!

"You only have one pair of jeans?" Livia hugged the shirt and looked back at Draco.She glanced down inadvertently, as if thinking of something, and didn't continue this topic.Livia blushed and turned around, walked towards the cashier, and whispered, "I'd better watch it when I help him do the laundry..."

"Inexplicable." Draco crossed his arms and was about to follow Livia, but was stopped by the people around him.

"Hey! Hello!" It was a stocky girl with freckles. "Your shirt is so beautiful! Did you buy it here? I want one too!"

"……no."

"Oh, what a pity!" the girl exasperated, "I'm looking for this slim fit! I don't think I've seen you before?"

"I'm from England." Draco replied patiently, and kept looking in Livia's direction, hoping that she would pay the money and come back quickly so that he could leave from the vicinity of the Muggles that kept coming to him.The more he got in touch with other Muggles, the more Draco felt that living in Livia's hotel was not bad - at least she didn't have big yellow and black die like this woman.

"Oh! England! Where do you live now?" said the girl happily. "I mean, if you can't find a place to live..."

"I live in a small hotel by the sea." Draco was getting impatient.

"Oh, the hotel...the one by the sea. Yes, I know." Although she said affirmative words, the girl tilted her head unconsciously, wandering away from her eyes, showing a somewhat blank expression of thought.

"...Its boss is called Livia, have you heard of it?" Draco felt that the girl's expression was strangely familiar, but he couldn't explain the reason.

"Oh, Livia! Of course, her parents passed away in the shipwreck, and she is running this small hotel, which has been around for a long time." Unlike just now, the girl said Livia fluently with a glance. Regarding Via's situation, she showed a confident expression, and then added: "That hotel was passed down from her grandfather, or grandpa's grandfather! It's a family hotel!"

"You know her very well? I mean Livia."

"Yes...no...well, I think so." The girl's face froze, and she showed a blank expression again. "She's not bad, um, her hair is...brown? Or maroon?"

Draco carefully observed every change in the expression on the girl's face, feeling a growing sense of strange familiarity in his heart.He turned his head, looked at Livia who was in the payment line, frowned and asked tentatively.

"Look, she's right there." Draco raised his finger to a general range, "You can go over and say hello to her."

"...Where?" The girl searched blankly, her eyes swept over the place where Livia was several times, but she ignored it as if she didn't see it.

No, this is too weird.Draco frowned severely.This is by no means an inconspicuous relationship with Livia, the way people treat her is so weird.In this small town where everyone takes passion as their responsibility, almost everyone knows each other. In front of the cashier where Livia was, the people standing in line were chatting happily, but no one spoke to Livia.In this town, Livia is the most familiar stranger in everyone's heart - people know everything about her family, but they can't remember the color of her hair.

"Where is she? I can't find her." The girl finally gave up searching and asked resignedly.

Her voice woke Draco up from his contemplation. He looked up and saw that Livia had already paid the bill and was asking the waiter for help with bagging.

Draco looked at the female Muggle who was still turning a blind eye to Livia, and called out loudly: "Livia!"

"Wait a little longer! Get well soon!" Livia replied clearly.

"Did you see it?" Delal's tone was a little cold, he looked at Livia in the crowd, and said lightly: "The girl with black hair who spoke just now is Livia." Draco deliberately put "black hair" "Read it loud and clear.

"Oh, yes. I was mistaken, her black hair is so beautiful!" The girl looked at Livia with Draco, and replied naturally.

"She's wearing a nice dress, too."

"Yes, very pretty." The girl cast a teasing glance at Draco, "So you like her?"

"Maybe." Draco replied, but a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"You should have told me earlier, then I wouldn't have to waste time on you." The girl shrugged and walked away.

Draco didn't pay attention to her leaving, he just quietly watched Livia who finished the payment and walked towards him.

"Damn it!" he cursed under his breath.

He should have found out!

Draco couldn't help feeling deeply annoyed.The reason why people are so familiar with Livia's situation but can't recognize her is because their memory has been modified, and maybe it's due to the Confusion Curse!In their hearts, Livia's face is almost a cloud of fog, and everyone has a different look about her.And everyone's turning a blind eye is really the result of ignoring the curse!It was precisely because he was too sure that Livia was a Muggle who didn't know magic, and this was a Muggle town, that he hadn't discovered the standard spell effect like a textbook.

"I've bought it." Livia stuffed the paper bag into Draco's arms, "You can't make me pay and work hard."

"Of course not." Draco took a deep look at Livia and walked behind her.

Livia has no magical powers, there is no doubt about it.So, is that unknown wizard who did all this?It's not an easy job to revise everyone's memory so carefully, so what is he hiding?What is the purpose of his painstaking efforts to allow Livia to integrate into this small town and withdraw at any time?Livia is very alienated from others, but she is close to old Tonya and Daniel—it seems that they are inseparable from that "unknown wizard".

Draco narrowed his eyes dangerously as he watched Livia's lively back bouncing around.

This girl seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and he was eager to know what secrets that sorcerer had been hiding for Livia.Maybe she wasn't just a Muggle like she and she both thought she was?

Draco caught up with Livia with a smile, and walked out of the store with her, and the dazzling sunlight immediately kissed their faces.

No matter what Livia's identity was, she was a good breakthrough point, allowing Draco to find the key thread in this confusing mystery in front of him.

Poisonous snakes can only lie dormant, but they will not be at the mercy of others.He will not remain passive forever.

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