[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Lucius put a hand on Draco's shoulder, and smiled gracefully, "So it's Miss Finnigan."

When he called Finnigan, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if it was an insult to say this common surname from his mouth.

Ximo's whole body is not well, and a kind of unbalanced mood spirals up.

She boldly looked directly at the elder's scrutiny, and said very politely: "Hello, Mr. Malfoy."

"It seems that you had a very pleasant conversation just now, I don't know if I disturbed you"

Lucius' attitude is still gentle, and his tone is still soft.But there is no sincerity, but it sounds very disdainful.

Simo felt that she had never been so nervous before, and she felt that she must not embarrass the Finnigan family

Simo's expression was still very polite, and she responded neither humble nor overbearing: "You are laughing, Draco is a very good person. I benefited a lot from talking with him."

Simo was a little worried that she had said something wrong.Seeing that Lucius smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, obviously very useful, Simo breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she quickly decided that she would never deal with such a person in her life.

But Draco was a little surprised that Simo could say that, he glanced at Simo inquiringly, and then quickly moved away without leaving a trace.

Just at this time.

"Mr. Malfoy, long time no see." Unexpectedly, Milena also came over, she patted Simo on the shoulder with a smile: "This is my little niece, Simo"

Milena was wearing a dark green robe, and her skin was as white as snow.The blond hair is as bright as the sun, and her smile is elegant and just right.

"Long time no see, Mrs. Garcia, I didn't expect this cute little witch to be your niece." The surprise in Lucius' eyes flashed, but he quickly recovered his haughty look.

Milena looked at Lucius and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Malfoy, I am no longer Mrs. Garcia. If you are well informed, you will know that we have broken up."

Hearing this, Lucius was almost taken aback. He slightly lowered his brows and eyes, and said slowly, "I'm sorry for bringing this up." Although he said so, his expression hardly showed any apology.

"Mr. Malfoy, you don't have to feel sorry." Milena said openly, her eyes narrowed, but she unconsciously showed a kind of lazy charm, "There are always too many changes in life. .isn't it?"

Simo stared blankly at Milena, she suddenly felt that Aunt Milena had too many unspeakable secrets.

.............

Simo felt that she met Draco in St. Munger as if it happened yesterday, but in fact it has been a long time, and Simo is also looking forward to her new semester very much. She will be a second-year student after school starts.

This also makes her very proud. After all, she is no longer an 11-year-old kid. The second grade means that she will become a big girl, preferably a big beauty like Aunt Milena.

The start of school is approaching.

Simo and Hermione made an appointment to go to Diagon Alley together.Hermione said that she wanted to buy a few books for reference. Of course, Ximo couldn't understand the world of the masters.

Unfortunately, Hermione missed the appointment.She said she had to go to a party with her parents.

Although Ximo felt a little regretful, in order to spend all the pocket money her mother gave her, she had no choice but to come to Diagon Alley by herself.

A group of little girls in pointed hats ran past her at high speed, the faces of several boys were pressed against the window of the Quidditch boutique looking at the newly launched brooms, and the wizard and witch who kept passing by her witch.Even the bar next to it was noisy.

Ximo walked around boringly, jumping back and forth on the cement bricks of the same color.Tightly clutching the change my mother gave me, unwilling to go home now,

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sweet but shrill female voice from behind, "Who is that? It turns out to be a wild girl from Gryffindor."

Simo pursed her lips. There were not many people who called her by this nickname. It was basically the young ladies in Slytherin, because Draco preferred to call her—Finigan without eyebrows.

Simo was in a bad mood, but she turned around anyway. Opposite her was a very beautiful girl with long brown hair, very pretty.

She crossed her arms and looked at Simo defiantly.

Simo automatically ignored Pansy's unfriendly eyes, because she saw Draco beside Pansy.

She always felt that Draco seemed a little different today. The sun shone down and gently plated Draco's platinum hair, with a sense of languid tenderness. At that angle, Draco's skin looked extraordinarily pale. However, those gray-blue eyes are still very bright, like blue gemstones condensed with bright starlight.

Although Ximo was reluctant to admit it, Draco was really a very beautiful young man, like a blooming rose, delicate but sharp.

Simo withdrew her gaze. She pretended to be stunned, and looked at Pansy as if she was a stranger. After a while, she suddenly realized: "Oh, it's Parkinson of Slytherin."

Pan Xi's pretty face suddenly pulled down.It seems that it is a particularly rude thing not to know her.

She looked at Simo contemptuously: "Oh, Finnigan, why are you alone? Don't you Gryffindors like to get together in a noisy way?"

Simo felt that birds of a feather flocked together, and people were divided into groups, and those who played with Draco really had something wrong with their brains, and they liked to find fault when they had nothing to do.

Instead of answering Pan Xi's words, she asked directly, "Are you guys dating?"

A slight blush appeared on Draco's pale face, and he frowned, just about to speak.Pan Xi suddenly said, "What does this have to do with you?"

Simo spread her hands, "It is true that this is your private matter, but as a classmate, I sincerely suggest that you stay away from Diagon Alley. St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic is more suitable for you."

Pansy was visibly taken aback.

Draco raised his eyebrows, a bit pretentious "Why?"

Simo looked at Pansy and said word by word: "As far as I know Parkinson's is a disease, I will ask my aunt to give you a [-]% discount, beautiful Miss Parkinson."

Simo deliberately emphasized the word Parkinson and looked at her with provocative eyes.

"You..." Pansy's pretty face flushed immediately, but unexpectedly she quickly pulled out a wand from her pocket,

Simo didn't dare to admit it, she was scared all of a sudden, and she was really afraid that Pansy would violate the rules and cast some evil spells on her.

She didn't want to be herself in St. Mungo's, but Gryffindor's spirit taught Simo all the time, not to be cowardly at critical moments, and she also estimated that Pansy was at best a big stick in the front teeth.

So Ximo straightened her chest and raised her chin proudly like her: "Parkinson, do it! I'm not afraid, anyway, I won't be the one to receive the notice of withdrawal."

Pansy glared at Simo viciously, and at this moment, Draco put his hand on her wrist to stop her movement, "Don't be impulsive, have you forgotten the rules?"

Pansy looked at Simo unwillingly, and withdrew his wand with an unhappy expression.

Draco glanced at Seymour lightly, then walked past her with Pansy.