The Magical Journey of the Platinum Spirit

I can't use the magic power of a clear water like a spring to overdraw.

"Joan, don't worry, brother will take you out of here..." You can find water when you leave here.

Before the banquet, Joan didn't eat anything, and the dress and dress were tightly corseted, which made her uncomfortable.Draco persuaded her several times, but she didn't touch the food Dobby brought.Even the water just moistens the lips.

He tried his best to stand up by himself, picked up Joan, and walked towards the entrance of the cave with a shaky figure but with unusual firmness.The girl in his arms was his whole world, Draco kept hinting to himself that he couldn't fall down.

The entrance of the cave was a bit narrow, because Draco was holding Joan, and when he walked to the entrance of the cave, Draco couldn't avoid the thorns and vines climbing on the cave wall like when he just came in.A long cut was pulled out of the arm, and light red blood flowed down the arm in his sight, and he didn't pay any attention to it.But after walking a few steps, he seemed to have thought of something and slowly stopped.

He knelt down and helped Joann to let her lean into his arms. The sleeves of the white shirt were torn, and only a few strands of fabric were left. He hesitated and bit his wrist, grinding the flesh on his wrist with his teeth.

Seeing the blood flow fiercely, Draco put his wrist on Joan's slightly parted lips in satisfaction, and murmured with a smile, "Joan, drink water."

The semi-drowsy Joan frowned and unconsciously sucked the blood that flowed into his mouth.

Draco looked at Joan's gradually stretched brows, and let out a long sigh of relief.But the body kneeling on the ground could no longer lift its strength.At this time, he didn't know that because of his blood, he and Joan completed a ceremony that Joan thought was impossible.And Joan in his arms was no longer the girl who would look at him with a quiet smile when she opened her eyes.

After she entered this body as a child, the thousands of years of memories that were sealed off were unsealed because of the blood that Draco voluntarily gave.

She is in a dream at this moment, wandering in the thousands of years of memory in the forest of elves.

The big tree that covers the sky and the sun, the bright flowers that cover the sight and the corners... Go to peek at her sister who looks exactly like her, but has a firm and cold temperament... Standing outside the gate of the temple, watching the afterglow of the setting sun spread the whole elves The high priest of the forest——Ms. Luo Anni, the blood of the jihad permeated the entire elf forest. She stood under the tree of life and prayed day and night... She did not dodge the gorgeous long sword that Noi stabbed at her...

Memories are connected together in pieces, filling the gaps in the past.

The green wood ring on Joan's hand gradually bloomed with a vibrant emerald green brilliance, covering the embracing figures of Draco and Joan.The damaged wounds on the body, the exhausted magic power, and the lack of stagnant energy are all slowly repaired in this brilliance.

The figures of the two loomed in the green brilliance, hugging each other and falling asleep.

Not long after, Lucius, who was dressed in a gorgeous silver-green robe, and Severus, who was always in a black magic robe, appeared in the open space not far from the siblings.Lucius' hair was tied back, and he was meticulously styled with hairspray. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and he obviously came in a hurry from some noble banquet.

In his hand was the gorgeous patriarchal staff, and the gemstone inlaid on the top shone with a different brilliance than before.His eyes were heavy, and his expression was silent and almost cold.Clement Malfoy, it's best that what you said is correct, Draco and Joanne are fine, and they will be safe and sound and call me daddy with a smile the next day.Otherwise, I will die with you at all costs.

"They're fine," Lucius said heavily, "it's just that Draco's ancient elf blood has awakened."

He watched his friend's frown, and there was a little bitterness in his voice unconsciously. "It's not that I'm hiding from you, but that as his father, I don't know at all. We gave all our attention to Joan, but ignored Draco. His sudden awakening like this was totally unexpected Inside."

"Did that guy know all this was going to happen? Damn it, the bastard."

Lucius frowned, "He knew, that's why he allowed Joan to go to Hogwarts to attend the so-called Yule Ball. It's a pity that we have been competing with a portrait of a person who has died from ancient times, and we are still surrounded by him " He glanced at Severus, and said again: "It's scary, isn't it? The Dark Lord's thoughts are probably nothing more than that. You said, if it weren't for an accident thousands of years ago, would Malfoy be the ruler of the wizarding world today? ?”

"You're crazy." Severus frowned again because of this sentence. "Clement Malfoy is already a portrait! Get your messy splendens-stuffed brain in order, you shouldn't think so."

"Of course, Severus, you know, I wouldn't have such an idea, but it is undeniable that Malfoy can do it now. You know, I just want to be a father."

Lucius looked at the embracing figure of Draco and Joan, his voice was deep.Then he walked slowly towards them.

Severus looked at Lucius' thin body wrapped in a silver-green robe, but he opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.He knew, of course he knew, ten years ago, Malfoy, who had a magical riot because his daughter's body was stolen, looked so sad and desperate that he still remembered clearly to this day.

He never said anything, but he knew the most about this Malfoy who had walked towards him under the incredible eyes of all the Slytherins.She accepted herself not because of any so-called interests, but because of a kindness.He didn't have any attached requirements, he just wanted to be good to himself, a boy who was excluded.

Severus looked at the overlapping figures of Lucius and the brothers and sisters who were embracing each other, opened and closed his lips several times, and pieced together two words, Senior Malfoy.

Lucius' body trembled, and then he squatted down slowly, reaching out to caress Joan's peaceful face. In the slowly fading green light, the exquisite facial features were so beautiful that they were so unreal, like a hopeful painting. Unattainable painting.This is his daughter.After awakening, Draco's originally soft facial features became more three-dimensional, with more mature rigidity.He stretched out his hands to caress the faces of a pair of children in front of him, tears streaming down his face.

Sissy, I promise you, this is the last time.From then on, both Joan and Draco could live the life they wanted, and no one could manipulate their lives.

Under Lucius' gaze, Joan slowly opened his eyes, but Lucius' heart sank slowly.Joan's eyes were too calm, almost indifferent.Supporting herself with her hands, she sat up slowly and murmured something, not too loudly, but Lucius and Severus could hear the words very clearly.

Didn't he die?Noy will definitely be unhappy if he finds out.

There is a short and almost pale memory mixed in my mind, but it is not comparable to the thousands of years of memories flooding my mind.She looked at the sad yet joyful man in front of her, and inexplicably wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears on his face, but she retracted her hand half way out.Somewhat unbelievably looking at this instinctive action of his own.

"Joan..."

She looked at Lucius in surprise, and the frowning man behind him who was buried in the shadows.They knew her, but she had no recollection of it.

The author has something to say: Good night.Today I found a manuscript from high school and wrote it about campus love.I want to sort it out and post it, will anyone in Jinjiang read it?In other words, my style is still sensational.

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54. Two-phase forgetting...

At this time, Qiao An will quietly watch the development of the situation.In the forest of elves, her life is almost confined to the temple, but occasionally she will change her appearance and slip out.Every time Teacher Luo Anni was helpless, she would stand quietly in the temple, waiting for the teacher's punishment.

At that time, the wind outside is still, and the wind and sunlight will not invade the temple.This is a deadly quiet world, except for her and the teacher, there is no other living thing.Countless times she stood on the tall spire of the temple overlooking the entire elf forest, and the greenery piled up in the distance and nearby would engulf her more than once.

In her heart, in every corner of the temple, freedom or bondage are the same.

Usually you go to face the wall. There is an empty room behind the temple, and you can't see it on weekdays.

She was ordered by the teacher to stand in a hut with solid walls. The longest time was half a year.For the past six months, I have been in a hut where I can't see my fingers, and I can't hear any sound.

The pressure from the two men in front of her was no less than that of Teacher Luo Anni, but they were more intimate.

There was a mess in her mind, several times she felt that she remembered something, but often when she wanted to follow the clues to sort out these memories, she stopped abruptly.

"who are you?"

"Joan!?" Lucius lost his voice. He looked at Joan, his lips trembling for a long time. He couldn't imagine that his daughter would look at him with such strange and confused eyes one day.

"I'm Dad, Joan, do you remember?" He desperately stared at Joan's calm eyes, hoping to see a trace of fluctuation in them.but none.Lucius looked back at Severus for help, but his brows were furrowed, obviously the situation in front of him was beyond his comprehension.

Joan was completely changed, her temperament changed, and Severus couldn't express his feelings clearly.Now Joan is like the moonlight in the middle of the night, soft and kind, as if lingering around her, but she is out of reach.Even if it is myself, it is difficult for anyone