[HP] Silver Green Pride

The days during the summer vacation are leisurely and boring. Apart from doing homework, checking files, and practicing magic, there is almost nothing to do.

Lorna later came to tell her that the house on Privet Drive had been bought and renovated, so after thinking about it, she moved there.

It's not that she doesn't want to go back to NO.12, Grimmauld Place, but...she dare not.

Maybe her grandmother's portrait is still hanging alone in the hall of the house, maybe Kreacher is still waiting for his little masters to go back...

But she still dare not go after all...

She said to herself, after a while, as long as the time is right, she will go back, and she will let the Black family continue its glory...

Throughout the summer vacation, she had few things to do. Occasionally, except for the children of the Weasley family, they would come to her place for a walk, that is, Draco often ran to her place.

At first Draco was a little jealous because she lived near Harry, but after seeing her eyes when he was with Harry, he laughed at him instead.

"Such a simple magic principle can't be written well, idiot Potter!" Draco cocked his invisible tail triumphantly, and looked at Harry with disdain.

Harry glared at Drake, and said without anger: "Of course I'm stupid. I've been learning magic for a year, but I can't even explain such a simple magic principle. I'm a magic idiot!" After a year of magic, he still can't use words to explain the magic theory he understands well. Of course, he can't be regarded as innate, but he said this to himself to scare off Malfoy. What's the point of learning magic theory at the age of five?He has only studied for one year, so he is almost catching up with him?

"Stop making trouble!" An Ge said angrily as he closed the book in his hand forcefully, "Go out and make a noise, don't disturb my reading."

The two of them glanced at her and then fell silent, while Ginny looked at the two of them and secretly covered her mouth with a smile.

Harry gave her a helpless look, but couldn't say anything, although he liked her just the way she was?During the thrilling three months, his heart was left on this girl.

The little white fox on the chair lazily opened its eyes, flicked its beautiful tail, jumped off the chair, walked lazily, walked past the two people's feet, and then looked at the two people thoroughly with haughty eyes. Personally despised it again.

Harry: ... (Is he being laughed at?)

Drake: ... (Is he looked down upon by this dead fox?)

Ange cast a glance, and closed the book helplessly, but ignored Harry's heart that was hit. Instead, he walked towards his little lover and took his hand.

The voice softened a bit, Ange was always gentle with Drake.

She said, "Why don't I take you to the Royal Racecourse? It's fun there."

"I've heard of it. My dad took me there a few years ago." Drake said, his words didn't surprise Angor at all, presumably Lucius took Drake there when he was in the Muggle world.

"That's easy!" Ange smiled slightly, took out his mobile phone and called Lorna, and after listening to the other party's complaints, he begged her with a smile.

"A devil who is more vampire than a vampire!" After Lorna complained, she hung up the phone and went to arrange affairs.

After waiting at home for a while, a not-so-high-profile red sports car stopped at the door. Ange looked at the handsome man driving the sports car with a little surprise in his eyes: "Anderu, why is it you? Didn't you go to the United States for business ?”

"I'm back." Anderu's handsome face was expressionless. "You told me to collect in the United States. The classics on alchemy have been shipped back. I will send them to you later."

"Thanks." An Ge said with a smile, and he didn't seem to care about the man's facial paralysis. "The sunscreen you put on seems to be quite effective?"

"Well, 90.00% seven isolated radiation." Andre said, "There is still a little sunlight left, which can't do any harm at all."

"Oh." Anger responded meaninglessly, and let Ander get out of the car. Before she was about to pedal, Ginny quickly took the driving seat and pulled Harry beside her. , Ange could only helplessly sit in the back seat with Drake.

"If you dare to go crazy, I don't mind fighting you tomorrow." Before getting into the car, Ange smiled and whispered in Ginny's ear, but there was a hint of threat in his voice.

"I know you're for your little lover." Ginny glared at her, "Having the opposite sex is inhuman."

Ange smiled lightly, and looked at Draco inadvertently without answering, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

Facts proved that Ange's worry was indeed right. Ginny seemed to go crazy when she started the car.

With a speed of up to [-] kilometers per hour, the violent wind made the hair of the group fluttering. Drake's face was extremely pale at the beginning, but he got better after a while, and he got used to it in a short time. The extraordinarily fast speed allowed him to even flirt with Ange indifferently.

"Suddenly I feel that driving a car is more exciting than playing with a broomstick." After getting out of the car, Draco even said this.

After the next time, Ange glanced at Ginny, and then dropped the two of them to take Dracula into the Royal Racecourse. Ginny shrank her head a little guilty, but still followed.

She took out a dark gold card that was exactly the same as Ange's, and Draco looked at it with a little surprise in his eyes. Thinking of Ange and Ginny's unusual closeness, although he was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions.

It seems that Ange and Ginny's identities in the Muggle world...are not ordinary, right?Angle seems to have inherited her adoptive title, and Ginny... the youngest daughter of the Weasley family, what did she do during the years she was lost in the Muggle world?

If it wasn't for sure that she was from the Weasley family, he would almost have thought that she was also from the Slytherin family.

Hypocrisy, cunning, and extremely good manners, even when she was with Angor, she looked very Gryffindor, but this could not hide the darkness revealed from her bones.

But what about Ange?But he didn't feel the slightest bit of darkness and coldness from her.

The cold and misty breath, her tenderness and tolerance, sweet as poppies, make people intoxicated, once he is contaminated, he doesn't want to let go.

He doesn't care about her past, her identity, or how she is. He just hopes that she can really like him, and then just like his obsession with her, she will never let him go.

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