[Comprehensive English and American] Every live broadcast wants my life

Just like when Draco took care of Astoria, Pansy didn't bother me, and neither did Slytherin.

Before falling out with Astoria, Draco hadn't expressed his position at that time.Many girls in Slytherin have tripped me up and taunted me with various words.

But later, after Draco made his position clear, I found out that not only did the Slytherin people stop bothering me, but they were even very friendly to me.

This gave me a bold idea.

——The direction of the people in Slytherin is determined by Draco. Whether their malice towards me before is largely related to Draco always mocking me outside.

Such an amazing feeling.

It's as if I've become Slytherin's... sister-in-law?

This guess was confirmed after I got out of class one day later.

—I saw Pansy being taunted by some of the Slytherins.

It's not on the surface, but on purpose or unintentionally.

Those people who mocked her are very familiar to me, they were the ones who surrounded Astoria and surrounded her before.

It made me feel a little sick, none of my business, but it was like eating at the same restaurant and seeing more than one dead fly in the menu at the next table.

But Pansy is Pansy, how can she be from a family that Malfoy thinks he wants to make friends with? She should be used to these methods?

Anyway, I watched them from the corner for 5 minutes, and Pansy was able to deal with the attacks of those little girls with ease.

I shook my head and left, the school girl was still no match for the school sister.

But this matter is still in my heart. After dinner that day, Draco and I secretly went to the Response Room, and when we met Hermione and the others to practice magic, I mentioned this matter to him.

"Oh."

Draco didn't seem to be bothered to respond to this, and after confirming that there was no one behind him, he led me into the Room of Requirement.

"Hi, Ginny." Cedric was the first to spot us. He gestured a 'truce' gesture to Neville and greeted us, "Draco, you're here."

"Well," Draco nodded at Cedric, "good evening."

Draco has been buddies with Cedric ever since he confessed to me in front of his face.

Not only did I no longer pull me to show affection in front of him every day, but also my relationship with him became very friendly, and the level of friendliness almost caught up with Gao who was scolded by him every day as an 'idiot' but always taught him to do potion homework. Already.

For example, now, when it comes to the bullying of his former fiancée 'Pansy', he is indifferent and only says 'oh'.

When he met this rival in love, he was not stingy with vocabulary.

"Good evening, Cedric." I greeted him, and immediately grabbed the wizard robe behind Draco, "I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me?"

"Then how do you want me to answer?"

"Any answer is fine. She was bullied, and the reason must be related to you, because the people who targeted her were girls who liked you." I puffed up my face, "You have nothing to say, and don't you think a Is 'oh' too perfunctory for me?"

"I'm not perfunctory."

He seemed a little helpless at what I said.

"It's just that, for me, I don't have any desire to care about girls other than you."

"But she was targeted because of you, she did nothing wrong."

Draco was speechless at my words.

"..." He thought hard for a while, his expression looked very painful, and then he asked tentatively, "Why don't I ask Goyle or Crabbe to solve this matter? Anyway, I won't come forward."

"Alright..."

I nodded.

Suddenly Draco smirked at me, leaned his head and whispered in my ear.

"And it's a trap question, isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately straightened up, the broken hair had just brushed my forehead, and when he looked up again, he found that Draco had oiled the soles of his feet, and ran away in a hurry.

This reaction was as if he was afraid that he would be chased and beaten by me if he ran a step slower.

I'm angry.

'Dumbledore's Army', the secretive Defense Against the Dark Arts Society, remained undetected by Umbridge until near the end of the period.

So not only did I learn a lot of useful magic and magic control skills in this association, Dumbledore was not as implicated by his name after the 'Dumbledore's Army' was leaked as before.

Not arrested by the Ministry of Magic, so he's still Headmaster of Hogwarts.

It makes me very relieved, having him there really gives people a lot of confidence.

If you want to say that all this is due to Draco, I don't think anyone will object.

After all, even Ron and Harry, sitting across from Hermione and me at breakfast together a few days ago, whispered and expressed their views on this.

"Love changed Malfoy."

Harry summed up Draco's series of incomprehensible transformations very sensibly.

"Yes." Ron was convinced of this. "And it's mainly because he found my sister in love. With Ginny around, any bad guy can become a good guy."

Ron often said something nasty like this from time to time, even he didn't realize it.

But I accepted his indirect compliment without blushing.

In fact, Ron and Hermione's attitude towards Draco is very strange.

Although bystanders are clear, authorities are confused.But their understanding of Draco's love for me seems to be deeper than mine. I doubted Draco, and I doubted his intentions for me.

But Ron and Hermione only had doubts at first, and after getting along a few times, they have accepted Draco.

As for Harry, the reason why he has such a view, I think it has something to do with his falling in love with Qiu Zhang.

Cho Chang was Harry's first love, and it is said that she accepted Harry's confession not long after Cho and Cedric broke up.

When I first woke up, I wasn't surprised by this.

After all, Qiu would have a relationship with Harry, although it ended in breaking up.Although under my influence, Cedric did not die, but also because of my existence, Cedric broke up with her.

But after I noticed Cedric's intentions, and even though Qiu Zhang hid it well, there was still overflowing hostility.I'm starting to have doubts about why she promised Harry to be 'together'.

In the past, there were rumors of my affair with Harry all over Hogwarts. Even now that I have shown my love to Draco for two years, there are still people who firmly believe that Harry and I are still in love.

It can be seen how deeply those rumors were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

I carefully observed the relationship between them, and even Anne had the same guess as me about it, without my guidance, she felt so herself.

But after two months of observation, we came to the conclusion that Qiu Zhang really likes Harry.

Even if she is hostile to me, it doesn't conflict with her liking for Harry now.

And the interaction between her and Harry is very loving. Qiu Zhang has the thoughtfulness and gentleness of my big flower girl, and also has the tenacity and intelligence of my big flower girl.

It's so beautiful, she exists, and every time I hear other people's whispered praises for her, I will be proud of her.

Although they are not boasting about me.

But exaggerating autumn is tantamount to exaggerating the florists, and exaggerating the florists, that is to praise me.

No problem.

Although this result made me breathe a sigh of relief, it shattered the glimmer of hope that Annie had finally raised.

"Why, Ginny." She threw herself into my arms crying pear blossoms with rain, "Why isn't she using Harry, why does she really like Harry, why is she still so good-looking and so powerful? .Oriental girls are terrible!"

Her crying gradually turned from pear blossoms with rain to heart-piercing, I can't watch her cry like this anymore.After all, Draco has cryptically reminded me many times to pay attention to the time.

It's almost time for gate control, if you let Annie cry in my arms, Draco won't have to take me for a walk in a while, and just send me back to Gryffindor Tower with Annie.

"Be good, be good, be good baby."

I stroked her head one by one, and after coaxing her for a long time, she still didn't stop crying, instead she cried more and more fiercely.

"Do you still remember the eye cream you put on last night? It used up half of your living expenses for this month. It was sent to you from France by Hibiscus. It doesn't matter if you cry now, as long as you remember that every time you cry, you shed a tear. How much eye cream would be wasted."

Annie's crying stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled her throat.

Draco gave me a 'thumbs up', silently complimenting me.

But the situation has been changing, just after I felt that I could understand and accept Qiu Zhang's hostility towards me, she suddenly changed her attitude.

He was very kind to me, as if he had never been angry with me.

Perhaps I could have interpreted this as the fact that after many months of being together, she let her guard down on me.After all, she and Harry are in a deep affection, no matter how much she hates her ex's favorite object, she can't bear a grudge for a lifetime.

But she was too harsh on my transformation.

One day she refused to teach me the brain defense she had just learned from Harry, and the next day she offered to have dinner with me.

Qiu Zhang held my arm and smiled, to be honest, it made people feel creepy and uncomfortable.

Even Draco noticed this, he reminded me to stay away from Cho Chang, the aura of that Cho Chang changed.

"What breath?"

"The breath of magic power, her magic breath has become very weird. I can feel it somewhat in this regard," Draco thought thoughtfully, "Although this is just my intuition, her change is definitely not for no reason. From now on, out of my line of sight, don't get close to her."

I nodded in agreement with him.

The high degree of weirdness of this matter can definitely be kept in my heart. I wanted to investigate Qiu Zhang. After all, I was in trouble after losing the diary. I should be careful and careful about all the strange things that happened around me. It is the safest way to conduct investigations.

But something new happened that caught my attention.

——In the weeks near the end of the period, I knew all the details of Harry's dreamland.

Those contents were not what Harry told me, what I had heard about the 'dreamland', but were just a few words that I happened to be present when Harry and the others were discussing.

But during those weeks, every night, I dreamed the dream that Harry once said.

every day!

And I can be sure that this is definitely related to Riddle, not Harry's daily complaints of nightmares and headaches, which make me worry about it in my mind, so that I think about it every day and dream at night.

——After all, no matter how I can make it up, I can't even make up 'arches', 'rotating walls', 'various wall clocks', 'beautiful crystals'...

Even these can be dreamed of, right?

I asked Harry, and it turned out that he had dreamed the same details as mine.

We even synchronized our headaches, waking up, and falling asleep times.

This gave us one more interaction every day: discussing what dreams we had last night at breakfast.

"you……"

"right……"

"I woke up in pain today when the digital number plate was about to display the digital picture."

"……Me too."

This kind of conversation became the beginning of my daily conversation with Harry, but it was a private meeting, neither Cho Chang nor Draco knew about it.

It turns out that not only Harry can get tips from Voldemort, but even me.

Voldemort wasn't just trapping Harry alone, he was trapping me too.What I just don't understand is whether it is possible to only transmit the same type if they invade the brains of two people at once and create images.

After all, if I had to be baited, 'Sirius is in Danger' wouldn't have been more alluring to me than either of the Weasleys in any event.

And Harry's brain will be controlled by Voldemort because of the Horcrux resonance between them, but why am I?

How could my brain be controlled by Voldemort?

"We have to go to the Department of Mysteries." Harry retorted Hermione's persuasion again, he was stubborn and could not refuse, "No, it's not 'us', it's me."

"Harry, are you crazy?!"

Hermione was furious, she seemed desperate to yell Harry sober, to tell him how irrational he was at this moment, how dangerous his thoughts were.

But she can't, it's a secret after all, and even with no one around us right now, it still can't be announced aloud.

Hermione lowered her voice, but her anger and urgency could be heard.

"Hey buddy," Ron stretched out his hand, shrank back when it was about to touch Harry's shoulder, and finally put it on it, "You know Hermione didn't mean that, it's not that we don't want to go with you Rather, how should I put it... but this matter is too weird, isn't it?"

I nodded desperately beside me.

For the sake of law, I can't say any details related to what will happen in the future, and I can't mention it, so this time I will not bother after trying it once.

Watching them quietly, watching them make a decision, whatever the decision is, I definitely need to help them.

It is best not to go.

"Yes, Harry." Hermione finally calmed down after fanning the wind with her hands several times, she took a deep breath and reasoned with Harry, "Don't you think this matter is too much like a trap, like a temptation You used to be the same. We all know how important Sirius is to you, he is your godfather and our friend. You are not the only one who cares about his comfort!"

I continue to nod.

During the heated debate between the three of them in extremely small voices, I listened to their conversation and thought about what I felt was wrong while listening to their conversation.

Obviously in the fourth year, Harry didn't succeed in meeting Voldemort, didn't get Harry's blood, Voldemort didn't have the conditions to successfully resurrect himself.

He shouldn't have a physical body, and he shouldn't be getting stronger and stronger.

But the pictures that gradually became clearer and clearer in my dream when Harry and I came in all announced that Voldemort's power was becoming stronger and stronger.

It shouldn't.

Until Hermione had a quarrel with Harry, he was about to leave angrily, but Ron grabbed his sleeve.

A long and hideous scar was exposed on the inside of his left arm.

……

"What's going on?" I rushed forward and grabbed Harry's sleeve, I couldn't control my volume, and my voice echoed throughout the corridor, "Why is there such a thing on your arm? scar?!"

Something was about to pop out of my head, and it seemed like I was just a hair away from connecting everything.

"..."

Harry tugged the sleeve out of my hand, looking embarrassed.

"When I was kissing Qiu before, I accidentally fell off the lake."

……

"Don't go, Harry."

I shook my head at Harry, the rules of the system only allow me to say so much.

"Ginny?!"

Harry, who had been slightly calmed down by the interruption, was excited again, and his eyebrows were erected, and he stared at me with his green eyes.

"But it's not without discussion," I ignored Hermione and Ron's disapproval, and replied to Harry, "If you want to go, you must take me with you."

Hermione and Ron were not convincing at all to stop Harry. Harry would definitely go to the Department of Mysteries in the end, where his godfather would die.

I originally thought that Voldemort hadn't been resurrected, so even if he went, it might not be a big threat.

But seeing Harry's arm at this moment, and thinking about Qiu Zhang's strange changes in recent days, I understood.

——Voldemort has completely returned, he has a physical body, and his strength is gradually recovering.

"This is my only condition. You must agree to me, or I will tell the professor."

I threaten him.

Hermione and Ron had been disapproving of what I said to Harry, because my words seemed to them to be inciting Harry's eager heart.

But at this time, after I finished speaking, the two of them, together with Harry, shut their mouths in unison.

I thought they were shocked by my awe-inspiring righteousness and application, but when they saw that all three of them were looking behind me, they realized something was wrong.

The sound of someone's footsteps getting closer behind him was the sound of leather heels touching the ground.

He walks very steadily.

It is said that when you are familiar with a person, you can tell whether it is him or not just by the sound of footsteps.

I didn't look back, but my heart missed half a beat.

"How many things have you kept from me?" Draco sighed from behind me, "Ginny?"

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