The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

Hermione and Ron waved their wands in unison, and Astoria was pushed aside, struggling crazily in place, her beautiful face was strangely terrifying.

A vampire, a vampire of the Greengrass family.

Oh Merlin.

Hermione and Ron looked at Pansy's blood-soaked arm in the dress, and spoke together again.Hermione no longer knew whether to lament what she had seen and heard these days, or rejoice that she had lived safely in the hunting range of a vampire for so long.What's even more frightening is that this person is Astoria.This impression has always been a shy and graceful girl.But these are not things she should think about at this time.Glancing at Pansy, she once again exerted her Gryffindor Goddess of Wisdom.

Where is Professor Snape?Pansy needs a lot of blood tonic now.There might be something special about the vampire's nails that prevents the wound from healing.

Brace, she needs to go to St. Mungo's right away!

No, I won't go.

Pansy squeezed his arm with his hand, and stood stubbornly looking at Draco, who was concentrating on the golden compass in front of him, the pointer on it was spinning like crazy.That's for location tracking, and it's often used in wars.It's just that the pointer of the compass never stopped to give a clear indication of the direction.The reverse speed of the pointer is getting faster and faster, and only a ghost image can be seen.Then it burst.

The golden shards grazed the skin under Draco's eyelids, and beads of blood gushed from the wound.

Pansy didn't care about herself at all, and exclaimed: Draco!

Draco gripped the remaining compass fragments tightly in his hand, blood dripping from his fingers.Pan Xi's frozen body was startled, maybe she was worried, maybe she had a premonition of something.

He looked back at Pansy, who was wearing a white dress, and frowned: Brace, send Pansy to St. Mungo's.Pansy, I always thought you were a smart woman.

As he spoke, he turned to look at Astoria, his ex-fiancée, whose face was obscured by disheveled hair.A faint pity welled up in my heart.

Astoria, tell me, where's Joan?

Astoria's struggling body froze for a moment, and then struggled crazily as if he didn't know what to ask.

I know you know.Draco's voice was flat and unchanging.Astoria, I'm still Draco, now you.From the beginning, there was no love between us.If time has not changed you, you are still the girl I love.

Draco's words fell into Astoria's ears as calmly as water but piercingly.

Her struggle gradually stopped, and she covered her face fiercely with her hands that were still stained with Pansy's flesh and blood, and began to cry.become you.What a sarcastic and cruel statement, but she couldn't find a word to refute it.If I say: I just love you, that's why I long for power to be bewitched by that blood race.I just love you, that's why I want to be with you forever and cannot resist the temptation of eternal life.

I have changed, all because of you.

Just, do you believe it?I am no longer that girl who huddled in the corner at the banquet, I want to hold your hand in an elegant posture and walk in everyone's sight.Open and aboveboard, without any contempt.But I can't do it, there is always humbleness in my heart.

That snowy night, you led me from the corner of the banquet to the eyes of everyone.

I can't forget the surprise in their eyes, and the disdain in them.The look in their eyes is something I can't get over in my life!

She raised her head and locked her eyes firmly on Draco, asking: Have you ever loved me?

Once you were the girl I put in my palm.

Draco replied without hesitation, ever.It was such a cruel word, Astoria smiled sadly, staring into Draco's eyes with tears streaming down his face.I can't tell whether it's pain or regret.

However, I love you very much more than I love myself.

Astoria laughed wildly and recklessly, subverting those cautious restraints and humbleness.She raised her hand, which was slowly fading into ashes inch by inch, looked at Draco and said: Look, I'm dying, I sold my soul to the devil.She said that it would allow me to gain the power admired by thousands of people, and she said that it would allow me to be with you forever.I was so stupid to believe it.

We are all crazy, but she is a successful schemer.So she's going to win.

Draco, go with your feelings.She won't hurt you lol...of course she won't hurt you.She loves you so much!Astoria raised her head and laughed, eyes full of blood and tears, her arms and lower body had been reduced to nothingness ashes.The long hair floated empty, very soft and beautiful.

Draco, I love you, I love you, I love you!

She raised her neck like a dying swan, staring at the dark sky above.The stars are so bright, Astoria Greengrass.In the next life, and in the next life, we will be ordinary people. If we can only meet and not love each other, I hope we never meet.

Under the dark sky, Astoria's burnt body erupted with the last radiance. It exploded suddenly. Countless dots of light filled the sight, and then slowly gathered together, condensing into an arrow.Draco looked deeply at the faintly glowing arrow, and bowed his head to give the highest thank you gift from the Malfoy family.

Blaise had taken Pansy to St. Mungo's, and Draco's henchmen, Goyle and Crabbe, stood behind him.He glanced at Hermione and Ron, and said in a deep voice: Goyle, Crabbe and you stay at Hogwarts.

You are crazy!Draco!Hermione looked at Draco in disbelief who decided to go alone.

In just an instant, Draco's figure had disappeared in place. Ron and Hermione were imprisoned in that space by the protective spell cast by Draco at some point, and Goyle and Crabbe rushed up and stretched their fat The palm of his hand slapped the thin but extremely strong barrier fiercely.

But he was taken aback by the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Hermione rushed up suddenly, staring eagerly at Andris Majkau who was outside the barrier.This is Joan's brother, she knows.But the barrier kept everything out, and Hermione couldn't hear even Andris when it was loud.He just watched her waving her hands and feet inside with a gloomy expression.

Hermione snatched Ron's wand and wrote in the air with magic power:

Joan was kidnapped and followed Draco.

Hermione's wand writing is not over yet, and Andris has disappeared in place.She stared at this scene dumbfounded, and suddenly realized that Joan's brother was not that simple.However, it is more secure to rescue Joan in this way.

The author has something to say: This chapter is not going to be long anymore, after thinking about it for a long time, I still post it.Good night.

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52. Poor, sad, hateful...

The arrow that finally condensed Astoria's life had already disappeared, but Draco was not affected in the slightest.A voice in his heart almost surged out, constantly pointing him in the direction.The black dress on his body had already been torn by branches, revealing the white shirt inside.

He ran forward quickly all the way, his magic power exhausted and his energy exhausted, and he didn't stop.In this way, he ignored the changes in himself.

Looking from his back.It is a flying platinum color.His hair grew slowly along the road, flying like a piece of platinum silk in the wind while he was running, and what was hidden in the hair was the pair of elf symbols—ears.The faintly flowing golden light in the gray-blue eyes spread from strands to strands.

Probably even Clement didn't think that Draco was also an awakened elf.

Or there were signs already, from the time he could feel Clement's position in Malfoy Manor, his blood was already awakening.But their eyes were always focused on Joan, so they ignored the slight changes in Draco.And he didn't think about it at all.

Joan's disappearance is an opportunity to stimulate his awakening.

When passing through a low and dense forest again, the long hair slipped through the branches and leaves, and Draco belatedly turned his face to look at the long platinum-blond hair hanging down to his calves.For a moment of stupefaction, he stretched out his hand to those sensitive ears.The white hands retracted as if they were scalded.

Then he suddenly grinned with tight pink lips and laughed louder and louder, his neck gracefully raised back, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes to his temples, Joan, you won't be alone anymore.You won't be alone anymore, brother can be with you.

"Draco..."

Candith's voice was transmitted to Draco's ears softly, a bit intimate, a bit nostalgic, although it was just a whisper, but judging by Draco's hearing at the moment, it was exceptionally clear.

"Cantis Cassandra."

Draco stood up straight, and cast his gaze straight to the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, her whole body covered in a large black cloak.That was Kandis, the youngest daughter of the Cassandra family. Although he had never met her in depth, he still recognized her at a glance.

"It's me, Draco." Her voice was a little hesitant, but it was resonant and firm, without any evasion.

"Miss Cassandra, tell me where is Joan?"

"Your ancient elven blood has awakened," Cantis didn't answer him, but said a fact that Draco himself had just discovered.She stretched out her hand and lifted the black hood on top of her head, revealing a pale and delicate face, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.But the moment her face was completely exposed, her expression suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty coldness.

"As I expected, the two Malians who have awakened the blood of the ancient elves