[Comprehensive British and American] Devil's Handbook

Qiu Li looked at Draco in the wheelchair with a strange expression on her face, but she did not laugh out loud because these scars were evidence of protecting her.

Qiu Li is very vague about the classification of feelings. What is family affection, what is friendship, and what is love?

As for this, Draco is much clearer than her, so he is a little afraid to look at Qiuli now.

At first, I didn't dare to admit it, but when I saw Qiuli being targeted by He Lan, her heart beat fast, as if she was about to fly out of her chest in the next moment, she pushed Qiuli out of the attack range first without even thinking about it, as for whether she would Injured, what to do with the family ambitions that he had thought about if something happened to him, completely disappeared from his mind at that time.

A Malfoy never fooled himself, even though it was a shocking thing to hear.

He originally thought that maybe he would never be able to pursue any love in his life, and the things he was carrying were too heavy, but before he could feel the weight, he felt as if he had been taken away, and then his father seemed to be taken away too. Ran……

To be honest, it was the first time he had seen such a fresh and refined Dark Lord, and the Dark Lord's daughter, Draco cast a glance at Qiuli next to him, and always felt that she was the one who took him away.

After this incident, the previous embarrassment between the two of them automatically dissipated, but when they were speechless, both Qiuli and Draco suddenly remembered seeing the scene in the mirror again, and thought in their hearts, maybe that’s true It's really what I long for.

Sometimes a misunderstanding can ruin a thing, but other times, a mistake can make a good story.

Unlike the beautiful atmosphere here, Harry fell into infinite panic and heartache.

In the shortest period of time, Qiuli's identity as the daughter of the Dark Lord spread to every corner of the wizarding world. Perhaps even every house-elf knew about it. Even if Harry was ignorant and unwilling to believe it, he could not ignore it. this fact.

He befriends his enemy's daughter.

To be honest, although he longed for his parents, he didn't have much impression. He didn't feel any hatred for Voldemort, but this couldn't hide the gap between them. Since before he was born, his parents had stood for them. Okay team, he may be confused, but this matter cannot be ignored.

Does Qiuli know all of this?Or everyone knows it well, only he is kept in the dark.

He couldn't tell if it was a betrayal. The first encounter was too good, and he didn't want to believe that it was mixed with other purposes, or in other words, he didn't want to believe that it was all calculations.

Before he could figure it out, the greasy dean and interim principal who didn't like him all the time said that he would take him away.

Where are you going?He would never leave here before he figured out what happened. He wanted to ask clearly what he was in the eyes of Qiu Li and Draco.

Besides, Snape was too strange, he never knew that this scary-looking man was so kind, was it because he was afraid that he would be missed by the Dark Lord?

But what kind of relationship do they have, they are just a teacher and a student, even if Snape is kind, why should he drag others down like this, besides, how much awkward and serious life is he going to live with that greasy bat Ten years later, he had a stomach ache - no disrespect, just his honest opinion.

Hogwarts started school two days later. As Tony said, it was just these two days. The first ones to return to school were the little nobles in Slytherin, although even some nobles were frightened by the return of the Dark Lord. Yes, but they had to act like they were still loyal to the Dark Lord, and send their precious child back to school, but with that came all kinds of problems that most people have. Protecting against magic items, students from other colleges have returned to school one after another. Although their parents are also worried, Hogwarts has a list of students. If they don't go, it will only be more conspicuous.

Fortunately, even when the Dark Lord was at his craziest, he didn't have the habit of wantonly killing little wizards. Parents could only tell their children not to provoke the Dark Lord who might appear at Hogwarts and Qiuli who was studying at Hogwarts. Maybe sometimes flattering is not out of the question. In short, special situations are treated specially, and life is always the most important thing.

After treatment, Draco finally took off the ridiculous bandage wrapped around his entire arm when school resumed. Fortunately, he was fast at that time and had armor protection, otherwise he would not just wear the ridiculous bandage It's over.

However, all the good news could not conceal the panic when Qiuli and Harry met.

"I want to talk to you, Qiuli." Qiuli had never seen Harry so serious and serious, and her deepest impression was the scene where Harry couldn't memorize the names of the herbs.

Qiu Li turned her head to look at Draco beside her, but Draco just had a helpless expression, "Go, it has to be resolved."

Draco felt that Qiuli was completely self-inflicted, but he couldn't tell Qiuli about his poisonous tongue. If it was before, he would suggest that Qiuli directly mocked a certain savior, and then we all went our separate ways, but he probably never thought about it To maintain such a good relationship with the annoying savior, for a moment, he was glad that he was not the one who was found.

The Slytherin cellar is underground, and the common room is right at the bottom of the lake. From the window of the lounge, you can see all kinds of marine life, and even occasionally you can see those ugly mermaids.

Qiuli and Harry sat side by side on the bench by the lake. Today's weather is fine, the sun shines on the lake and reflects sparkling brilliance, making it look quiet and beautiful.

Harry really wanted to question Qiuli, but he stopped when he was about to ask. He couldn't tell what kind of answers he wanted to get when he asked those questions. If Qiuli really said that everything was a calculation...

"Harry." Seeing that Harry hadn't spoken for a long time, Qiu Li spoke first. Her original purpose was indeed impure. At the very beginning, she made various choices by putting the savior on the opposite side, but emotional dedication sometimes didn't work. Without being noticed, when the time passed, her goal was indeed achieved. The boy in front of her was clearly showing pain and frustration, but Qiuli herself was not feeling well, embarrassing this kind of emotion that would not appear on her body for more than ten years Rare doesn't dissipate.

"Don't think so much Harry, if you still want to be our friend, then we will be friends forever, if you don't, then nothing else will happen, you are just a normal student Harry, of course if you Need...revenge, then I will not stop you, I can only tell you that I really regard you as a friend, as to whether it will become the past, it is only up to you."

Hearing Qiu Li spit out the word "revenge" with his own ears, Harry shook hands, but his heart was at a loss. Does he want revenge?

Dumbledore told him that it was his mother who sacrificed herself to survive, and how his mother loved him, but in fact, he didn't have any specific feelings about what it was like to be loved so deeply. , what is more in his heart is Qiu Li, who has occupied nearly one-third of his short life.

This was his first friend, his best friend, the first time in his short life to go to someone's house, the first time someone celebrated his birthday, and even the first time he called his friend's father "uncle". It is his unique memory.

Parents, he longs for, he is nostalgic for, but to be honest, it's too illusory, isn't it.

"Harry, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this, but it's really not easy to say."

Facing Qiu Li's apologetic expression, Harry was in a daze for a moment, but as long as he thought of his deceased parents, he couldn't imagine continuing to be friends with them. This is too ironic. What should others say about him?

In the end, Harry completely forgot what he wanted to say at the beginning, and prepared to go back to the dormitory with a pale face. His mind is a mess now, and the two thoughts are like fighting. He thinks he must go back and take a rest.

Seeing those little trolls returning to Hogwarts one by one, Snape knew that he couldn't wait any longer, he had to leave now, the longer the delay, the more troublesome it would be.

Put all the precious medicinal materials in the office into the box that has expanded several times the space, crystal bottles and robes are also indispensable, maybe he has to get some clothes that the savior can wear, and now he doesn't care whether Harry Potter is willing, The boy couldn't help it, but when he wanted to shrink the pile of half-finished potions, the hand holding the wand was suddenly grabbed.

"Hey, what are you doing, Mr. Principal?"

Snape turned his head and stared at the man with a perpetual hippie smile, "Please let go of your skunk-sweaty hand, didn't you tell you not to touch other people casually?" He shook his hand vigorously, but the hand It was pinched like pliers, and there was no sign of loosening.

Rocky was not angry at all, with a usual smile on his face, he felt that even if the person in front of him was angry, he had some characteristics, "I just came to visit the respected principal, this is the way the principal treats guests. road?"

"Oh, I don't invite trolls as guests!" Snape finally shook off Loki's hand, and his words were a little bit like gnashing of teeth, because it was the first time in many years that anyone dared to let go of his gloomy face and temper. Come on.

However, before Snape had time to take a few steps back, Loki's face, which was extremely in line with the aesthetics of the Malfoy family, suddenly enlarged and stopped within a centimeter of him for an instant, "Severus? Has anyone said that?" Like you? Huh?"

When Snape was shocked by the meaning he understood and forgot to push Loki away, Harry also returned to his dormitory as if he was sleepwalking. Perhaps he was glad that Malfoy hadn't come back at this time. Welcome Draco.

He thought he could make it clear at once, and it was clear, but he was even more annoyed. At this time, he couldn't tell whether he was expecting the answer Qiu Li gave him just now, or whether he wanted Qiu Li to tell him directly Being tricked again, at least he wouldn't have to be bothered anymore, Qiu Li had already made the choice for him, instead of leaving everything to him.

Now he is standing at a fork in the road, as Qiu Li said, he has to decide which way to go.

To friends, or illusory hatred.

Before he could finish his sigh, Harry suddenly found a figure standing in the middle of the dark room. He gasped in fright and drew out his wand in a frantic manner, wondering if the Dark Lord sent someone to kill him. Well, even though the Dark Lord is Qiu Li's father, he can't stop him from thinking this way. After all, he doesn't know whether Qiu Li can influence the Dark Lord's thoughts, but he knows that the Dark Lord disappeared for so many years because of him. To be honest, if he suffered so much because of one person, Harry felt that he would not be reconciled.

"Relax, kid, it's me."

A familiar voice sounded, this is... Dumbledore!

The author has something to say: Ah, everyone, don’t dislike middle age, Tony is 41, ah no, he is 43 years old, only the same age can continue to be good friends [Sahua.jpg]