[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

Simo didn't expect that something happened during the trip to Hogsmeade that day. Katie of their college was hurt by a necklace with a curse, and Harry insisted that Draco did it.

Simo felt a little powerless, but she remembered the package that Draco was holding that day, which made her heart sink instantly.

She remembered Harry's conjecture, but she didn't dare to think about it, this feeling made her feel powerless again.

Soon Simo received an invitation from Professor Slughorn.

At this small family style dinner party.

Simo was still a little absent-minded, she had been eating the ice cream balls in her bowl, when Slughorn suddenly said, "Finnigan, what do your parents do?"

Simo recovered and said politely, "My father is a policeman, and my mother is a witch."

She saw many eyes starting to look at her, some even mixed with disdain.

"Police?" Slughorn said.

Simo ignored the eyes of those people, and she smiled: "Probably a Muggle Auror."

Slughorn still maintained a smile, he nodded, and then asked again: "What about your mother? May I take the liberty to know her name? Maybe she is also my student."

Simo hummed, and she said honestly: "Miranda Sweet."

"It turns out that you are Aldrich's granddaughter! Your mother Miranda was also my favorite student back then."

Slughorn looked surprised for a moment, but he quickly smiled and sighed:

"But your grandfather and I were also very good friends back then. To be honest, I am very fascinated by your family's collection of books.

It's a pity he left us so early and I really regret not having time to visit him often. "

Ximo pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "If my grandfather knew that you missed him so much, he would have been very happy."

She felt that the eyes around her seemed to be looking at her in shock, even Harry and Hermione's eyes widened.

Simo was a little helpless, and then scooped out the last scoop of ice cream with a spoon.

Why are there so many people pursuing the glory of the family, even the most prominent family will eventually become the dust of history.

The same is true of the Sweet family. With the death of their grandfather, they have long been in decline. The eldest daughter married a Muggle, and the youngest daughter married to France.

But even so, for Simo, her relatives are still closely tied together.

Glory never needs to be passed on, as long as her family members are there, it is glory.

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

Ximo found an excuse and left the venue first. She sat casually on a stair step. It was quiet here, and no one passed by, which made her unexpectedly calm down.She looked down the railing.

The floors are too high, and the layers of stairs spread downward.It seems that there is no bottom.

But the moment Simo looked away, he saw Draco walking up the stairs.

He was still the same, with thin short platinum blonde hair, pale face and indifferent expression, and his thin body seemed to be taut with a force.

Simo quickly lowered her head, not looking at him.Her hands gripped the railing tightly, her knuckles turning white.

She knew he walked past her as if he hadn't seen her.

Simo clenched her fingers tightly, she stood up, and walked down the stairs slowly, but she didn't expect that her foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and she was about to fall unexpectedly.

Simo barely had time to scream, her hand was instantly grabbed by a huge force, and then pulled back by that force.

Simo looked at everything in front of him in shock, Draco was still holding her wrist tightly, his face became very pale, as if he was holding back something, his gray-blue eyes almost only had Simo figure.

Simo felt tears in her eyes, "Why did you save me?"

Draco let go of his hand suddenly, his figure was hidden in the darkness again, he didn't speak, just wanted to turn around and leave.

But Simo suddenly said hoarsely again: "I don't understand that you hate me so much, Draco, why did you save me?"

She lowered her eyes slowly, licked her lips, and continued, "I don't believe you did what happened to Katie, you... are not that kind of person."

"Then what kind of person am I? Stop saying such self-indulgence, it really makes me laugh."

Draco frowned slightly, and he said sarcastically:

"And put away your pitiful eyes, it makes me sick too."

Simo's breathing stopped suddenly, she was indeed ridiculous, she was the one who broke up with Draco on her own initiative,

It was she who pushed him away again and again to draw a line with him, why did she hope that Draco would care about her.

But even though they had many irreconcilable conflicts before, she never believed that Draco would become a Death Eater, he was never a dark person.

Simo stared at Draco's indifferent eyes, and said word by word:

"Draco, I know you hate me, but you wouldn't be that kind of person, you wouldn't hurt anyone at all."

Ximo was walking backwards, her feet were lightly stepping on the steps, and she was walking backwards, when she stepped on the ground suddenly, her whole body immediately began to lean back.

Her mood was unexpectedly calm, she didn't know why she did this, but she was willing to take a gamble, she didn't believe that Draco would just watch her fall.

Simo felt the wind passing by her ears, and at this moment her hand was suddenly pulled, and she was pulled into a warm embrace.

That brief warmth made her obsessed.

Draco pushed her away, grabbed her by the shoulders, and almost yelled, "Are you crazy? Are you dying?"

Simo's tears flowed from her eyes suddenly, across her cheeks, she pressed her lips tightly, and said with a sob: "Draco, you are a liar."

Draco looked at Simo, his hand trembling slightly, stretched out into the air, but finally fell down weakly,

He turned around and said in a low voice:

"Simo, don't appear in front of me."

Seeing his back, Ximo burst into tears for a moment, why didn't she notice the struggle under his cold eyes, those eyes were like a trapped animal, they were obviously helpless but refused to lower their heads, and refused to let themselves become weak.

He has always been a proud man.

Simo covered her face and sobbed: "Liar, liar, liar..."

She repeated in a low voice.