[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 110 Five full force

To some extent, Draco is a very stubborn person, at least for the things and people he believes, he is very persistent. Until the end of the holiday, he continued to appear every day, giving gifts, chatting and academic exchanges.

Everything seems to go back to a month ago. The difference is that Draco is more active than before, and his temper and patience are getting better and better. Of course, sometimes he still has a little bit of a young master, for example, when he meets Harry Potter's topic, or something he disliked.

On the last day of the holiday, Winnie was called to the principal's office by Dumbledore, and when she went there, she was found alone.

Dumbledore waved his wand, let the teapot pour tea automatically, and tapped the empty plate, which was instantly filled with biscuits.

"Sit." Dumbledore stretched out his hand with a smile, motioning to sit opposite him.

Winnie sat down obediently, and Dumbledore pushed the plate in front of her.

"Thank you." Winnie picked up a biscuit, put it to her mouth, and took a small bite.

Dumbledore picked up one piece with a smile on his face, put it to his mouth, and took a big bite, showing a satisfied expression like a child, "This is really the most matching combination in the world, don't you think?"

Winnie watched Dumbledore half-closed his eyes, chewing happily, the crumbs fell slightly on his shaggy white beard, and nodded slightly.

After a while, besides the sound of chewing biscuits, there were still biscuits chewing in the headmaster's room. Winnie looked at Dumbledore silently. She began to suspect that Dumbledore wanted her to show off her biscuit-eating skills. She would not say anything. Without saying anything, he quietly waited for Dumbledore to eat the last piece.

Dumbledore picked up the black tea, took a sip in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Forgive me, an old man, at this age, I can't go hungry."

"By the way, I almost forgot." Dumbledore put the teacup on the table, "Regarding your punishment, I have already discussed a result with the School Board of Trustees."

Winnie stared at Dumbledore quietly, subconsciously holding her breath and concentrating.

"You don't need to be expelled from school, but you will be confined for half a year after returning from summer vacation, and a designated professor will be in charge of your confinement every week." Dumbledore had already noticed Winnie's nervousness, He stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Winnie looked at Dumbledore, the big stone that had been pressing on her chest was finally removed at this moment, "Thank you."

"Actually, it's not entirely my fault. The school board made the final decision. I only said one sentence." Dumbledore smiled, his blue eyes shone with an unknown brilliance, and he did not directly specify Among them, who contributed the most, he believed that the little girl in front of him knew.

Winnie paused, and immediately understood what Dumbledore meant. The largest shareholder of the school board is Malfoy. Without his nod, it would be impossible to make such a decision. Draco suddenly flashed through his mind. If—I said you wouldn't be expelled, you won't.

After walking out of the principal's office, Winnie's mood was very complicated. She couldn't describe her mood at this time, and she was very upset.

He walked nonchalantly, until he caught sight of the playing field not far away, and then slowly stopped. Looking from the window, he could see the Slytherin students practicing on broomsticks in the air The situation, my mind suddenly remembered Jacob said that Gryffindor and Slytherin are full of gunpowder these days, and the tense atmosphere has reached the point where it is on the verge of breaking out. The students of the academy were sent to the infirmary.

In addition, the practice of the two teams is also very intensive, and they go to practice almost every day whenever they are free. This is why she would ask Draco at the time why he didn't practice, until she heard in the corridor I learned from a certain Slytherin conversation that, apart from going to the Great Hall to eat and disappearing for a while at a certain time every day, he went to practice and didn't return to Slytherin until the evening, and by then he was so tired that he couldn't even sleep. Don't want to say anything, just go to the room.

Although the weather was still very cold at this time, Draco was covered in sweat. He sat on the rocket dome and took a rest. Kent suddenly flew over, "Draco, is that girl here to find you?" ?”

Draco raised his eyebrows, followed Kent's line of sight, and when his line of sight touched someone, he was taken aback.

"Isn't that the second year of Ravenclaw?"

"Yes, I remember her name was Winnie Einstein."

"Is she here to find Draco?"

"girlfriend?"

The Slytherin teammates were chattering, and Flint looked at Draco, who had obviously lost his mind, sighed inaudibly, and announced loudly: "Okay, let's take a break first three 10 minute!"

Winnie didn't know why she came over, but she was already standing here when she realized it.

Draco couldn't believe it at first, and then he was pleasantly surprised. When he heard Flint say to take a break, he hurriedly flew towards the stands, jumped off the rocket dome neatly, and stood in front of Winnie with a look of surprise: "You come to me?"

"Sorry, I seem to be hindering your practice." Winnie pursed her lips before opening her mouth. Looking at Draco's happy smiling face, a strange feeling flashed in her heart, and at the same time, the feeling of irritability became more and more strong.

"It's rest time now." Draco didn't feel disturbed at all, he was very happy, this was the first time Winnie came to him on his own initiative, but he was happy because he knew that Winnie would not come over suddenly like this, he knew Something must have happened.

Draco glanced at those teammates who were casting curious glances at him, seeing them avoiding him, lowered his voice, and whispered softly in Winnie's ear: "Let's go to the lawn and talk."

Before she could say anything, her wrist was grabbed. She looked up and looked at the back figure in the dark green team uniform. Her golden hair shone in the sun, making it impossible to look away. , At that moment, she was stunned.

Holding the rocket dome in one hand, Draco led Winnie to the periphery of the field with the other, and finally stopped somewhere on the lawn, took off his dark green robe, spread it on the ground, and let Winnie sit on it.

If other people saw this scene at this time, they would be so surprised that their jaws would drop to the ground. Everyone knows that Draco Malfoy is not only arrogant, but also picky, and has a certain degree of cleanliness. The gown was taken off and used as a blanket for another girl to sit on, it was too unbelievable.

Winnie didn't know this, she was in a state of distraction, and she didn't come back until a weight came from her thigh. She lowered her head and stared at Draco who had his head resting on her thigh without saying a word.

"Is there anything to eat?" Draco raised his head and looked at Winnie above, his low and light voice could be heard in a good mood at the moment.

"I only have candy," Winnie said deadpan.

"I'm hungry." Draco looked closely at Winnie, staring at the pair of parted lips, and there was a burning light in the gray eyes.

Winnie took out a piece of chocolate from her body and handed it to Draco, but Draco had no intention of taking it at all, he just stared at her with his thin lips slightly parted, the meaning was obvious, to feed him.

Hesitating for a moment, she lowered her eyes, folded the wrapping paper, took the candy, and slowly put it between those thin lips. She didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and her fingers and chocolate were sucked into Draco's mouth .

The warm and wet touch came from the fingertips, bringing a burst of numbness like an electric shock, which made Winnie tremble all over. She looked at Draco suddenly, and saw Draco's face was covered with With a smile, the gray eyes flashed with deep and strong emotions that cannot be ignored. At the same time, the fingertips were slipped/passed by the tongue/tip, followed by a suck/suck, which made her quickly withdraw her hand, and the heat rushed face.

"Very sweet." Draco half-closed his eyes and said in a low and charming voice.

Winnie's cheeks were dyed a light pink, and her lips were pursed into a line. Compared with the word shy, shame and anger are more appropriate.

But Draco raised the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't notice, and continued: "You look more beautiful today than yesterday."

Winnie: "..."

If it is said that Draco has improved his patience and temper these days, there is another point that he has become mouth/sweet/tongue/slippery, teasing/teasing her with words from time to time, and his behavior has become more and more serious. When you get more intimate, every move exudes a bewitching sex/sensual charm.

For such a Draco, Winnie is really inevitable, because the other party always has a way to catch her, no matter how indifferent or incomprehensible her performance is, Draco will not show any anger at all, and he still looks like this. The look of ease.

Betty told her that Draco has already used all his force, whether it is the attack point, defense point, or crit point, it has risen to [-]%, and the blood can't be reduced, even if she hears half of it. I understand, but the general meaning is still clear, that is, Draco is serious this time, more serious than before.

Although Winnie didn't have the reaction that ordinary little girls should have, Draco knew that she didn't feel nothing at all, and that shameful and angry expression was enough to cheer him up. This is a protracted battle, and the road is not easy to walk, but He loves it.

Draco flicked the hair on his forehead casually: "What happened when you came to see me?"

Winnie looked at Draco, her thoughts came back, she pursed her lips, and said after a while, "I think I owe you a thank you."

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