[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Overall, Ximo's second semester was going well, and it just ended without any danger.

Except almost being killed by Voldemort.But she kept this matter from her family. If Mr. Finnigan found out, she would definitely be expelled from Hogwarts.

During this summer vacation, Simo was taken to stay at Aunt Milena's house for a while.

Aunt Milena's house is located on the outskirts of London. It is a very quiet house.And she has been taken care of very well by the house elf Banban these days, and she doesn't have the slightest thought of going home.

The summer sun was scorching, and Ximo was sitting in the yard enjoying ice cream, this one was also made by Banban, it was delicious.

But at this moment, Ximo suddenly saw someone walking slowly, he seemed to be a little hesitant, hesitating for a long time at the gate of the courtyard.

This is an extremely handsome middle-aged man, with a resolute and deep outline, and his gestures, with a kind of gentlemanly demeanor that only belongs to nobles, almost elegant and impeccable.

Simo was taken aback, and stood up: "Uncle William!"

This is Simo's uncle, William Garcia.The current patriarch of that ancient French pure-blood family.

William came over, his expression seemed a little tired, and he smiled slightly after seeing Simo, "Simo, you've grown up so much, and you're getting more and more beautiful."

Ximo pursed her lips, and she looked up: "Uncle, Auntie is not at home now, why don't you wait."

William smiled, rubbed the center of his brows, and said in a deep voice, "No, I won't bother her anymore."

He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is she okay?"

"She's fine." Simo nodded, and then couldn't help but say, "Uncle, what happened to you?"

William looked at Simo and sighed slightly, "Simo, you are still young, and things between adults are very complicated."

As he spoke, he gently rubbed Simo's hair, and said softly, "Whether it's past, present, or future, I've always loved her."

As he spoke, he did not know where to conjure up a large bouquet of pink roses. The roses were in full bloom, and the flowers were so delicate and beautiful that they were still stained with the morning dew. The dew trembled slightly and shone with a clear luster under the sunlight. .

"Simo, this is your aunt's favorite flower. It was picked from the garden just this morning. You can give it to her for me."

Simo took the flowers in a daze. She looked down at the flowers. The pink roses had a faint fragrance. When she looked up again, she found that Uncle William had gone far away.

It's just that the tall figure seemed a little lonely.

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

When Aunt Milena came back, she happened to see the large bouquet of pink roses in the vase. She stood there fixedly, seemingly stunned, but soon recovered her indifferent attitude, and just said lightly, "He coming?"

Simo nodded, and carefully observed Milena's expression, "Uncle said it was just picked from the garden today, and said it was your favorite flower."

Milena didn't speak, and glanced at the blooming pink roses, then grabbed them and threw them into the trash can.The flower branches trembled slightly, and a few pink petals slowly fell to the ground.

Milena said indifferently, "Simo, he's not an uncle anymore."

Simo looked at the roses that had been thrown in the trash can, and then said nothing.Sighing in my heart, I just quietly returned to my room.

Because Simo went to bed very early, she woke up inexplicably in the middle of the night, looking at the hanging curtain at the head of the bed, Simo rubbed her stomach, feeling hungry again, she wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

But just as she was about to go down the stairs, she found a solitary figure standing in the dark night, that figure seemed to have its back to her.

Seeing this scene, Ximo was almost taken aback, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

But after taking a closer look, he suddenly discovered that the person was Aunt Milena.

what is she doing?

Simo saw that Aunt Milena was standing in the trash can where the roses were thrown

Before she could react.Suddenly, I saw Aunt Milena squatting down, and then there was a slight sobbing sound, as if trying to suppress something,

Her shoulders trembled slightly, her long golden hair slowly drooped like seaweed, her whole body was sad and helpless.

Simo pursed her lips, she paused, then turned and went upstairs.

Simo could not understand why lovers should torture each other.Aunt Milena clearly still loves her uncle.

On the second day, Simo did not expect that there would be two more guests at Aunt Milena's house, one of whom was very familiar to Simo, who was her nemesis Draco.

The other is a very beautiful woman, well maintained, still very young.The golden hair was coiled up dignifiedly.The misty blue eyes carried the arrogance unique to the upper class, and his posture was noble and elegant, like a white swan with its neck raised.

Simo knew at a glance that this must be Draco's mother.

Seeing Simo, Narcissa froze for a moment, but there was still a reserved and dignified smile on the corner of her mouth.Her voice was also soft and soft, appearing more pampered: "You are Simo Finnigan?"

Before Simo could speak, Draco suddenly spoke first, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Mom, this is my Gryffindor classmate."

Simo ignored Draco, but smiled slightly, and said generously, "Hello, Mrs. Malfoy."

"I didn't expect you to be in the same grade as Draco." She looked at Simo, as if she was looking at someone through Simo, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes, but she turned and asked, "Is your Aunt Milena here?" Is it? I'm sorry we came today uninvited."

Ximo nodded, her voice was still very polite: "Auntie is in the study, I'll go and tell her, she will be very happy to know that you came to visit her specially."

Unexpectedly, Narcissa suddenly stopped Ximo at this time. She looked at Ximo, hesitated for a moment, and said lightly, "You are really similar to your mother."

Simo suddenly remembered what her mother had said, Narcissa and her former friendship.Although she didn't know what happened to them, Simo felt that her mother must be right.

Simo looked up at Narcissa and said seriously, "I'm proud to be like her."

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

Narcissa had no idea what the conversation with Aunt Milena was about.Leaving Simo and Draco alone, Simo breathed a sigh of relief, she was really tired just now.

She collapsed on the chair all of a sudden, knocking on her stiff back

Draco's gray-blue eyes were shocked for a moment: "Ha! Finnigan, what are you doing?"

Sime thought Draco must be trying to call her vulgar.

She glanced at Draco, and said slowly: "I don't need to pretend in front of you! Don't you know what I am?"

"Indeed" Draco crossed his arms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed a little mocking: "A Gryffindor"

Simo ignored Draco, but turned his head to look at the blue sky. It was in the afternoon, and the sun came out of the clouds faintly, flowing on Simo's body.

Her light brown hair was coated with a layer of almost dazzling luster by the sun, and a faint fluff seemed to be visible on her fair skin. Her eyes were looking at the blue sky, her lips were tightly pressed, and her expression was full of childish confusion. .

Draco was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt his heart beat a little faster. He stared at Simo's side face, and found that he couldn't look away.

At this moment, Simo suddenly turned her face away.

Four eyes facing each other.

Draco felt his heart beat faster.