[HP] Tsundere from afar

I didn't return Draco's robe in the end. I threw it into the corner of the wardrobe after the house-elves at Hogwarts cleaned it up.Just like the conversation between Draco and me that day, even the shameless me can't bear to think about those vulgar romantic scenes again, maybe my "mother and son" career with Draco has come to an end.

Next Christmas I should not have to rack my brains so much about what to get him.

Forgive me for being in a bad mood recently. After entering the Hogwarts Express, I kept my face frozen. Of course Draco didn’t show up this time. He seemed to have been automatically blocked from my sight, so until After getting off the bus, I saw Draco outside the express train, and I directly planned to ignore this embarrassing encounter.

There were people coming and going around, and Draco just pulled his luggage outside the door, as if he was going to block people and rob him. He stared at me, and I began to feel guilty enough to take a detour.

"Eve." Draco stood in front of me again, he seemed to be more than a head taller than me, and his expression was very bad.

"Well, Draco." I really didn't want to say it, but I did it anyway, praying in my heart that Draco wouldn't bring up the old story again.

"I've thought about what happened last time, maybe it's not appropriate to say that in that situation." He explained intermittently, but his expression was still so high, although he didn't look embarrassed or awkward under the blush on his cheeks.

"But I still decided to forgive you!"

I almost looked at Draco in astonishment, the matter basically ended here, but once he said the words to forgive me, I felt inexplicably happy.

"You can't have a good chat with me without this sentence, can you?"

From the time I knew him to the present, Draco took the initiative to forgive the way I looked——

It's already made me feel unbearable to look at!

I noticed that Draco looked a little embarrassed, but I still asked a little shamelessly, "Do you know what happened to my skirt last time?"

Draco's instant flush told me he should know, but I bet a Slytherin school robe he'd write to his mother!

After all, his half-knowledgeable stupidity at the time...

In the awkward confrontation between the two of us, an adult man with platinum blonde hair appeared diagonally across from me and walked towards us, so I nodded in the direction of the man and saluted——

Because he is Lucius.Malfoy, Draco's father.

This well-mannered and elegant man came forward with a cane. He took Draco and greeted me: "Long time no see, Miss Russ."

"Long time no see, Mr. Malfoy." I smiled slightly, thinking it was really rare for this wizard to remember my name.

"Miss Ruth is really lovely and charming. It would be great to have such a daughter." He smiled a little hypocritically, although this man's smirk was very elegant.

"Maybe I can learn the names of your parents and visit you another day?" Lucius.Malfoy's expression was persuasive.

I really want to answer that I don't have parents, but Draco's expression seems to be more nervous than mine, so he still intends to be honest when he asks me: "I don't have..."

"Eve?"

The old man Russ who fell from the sky saved Draco and I from panic, but succeeded in making Lucius.Malfoy's face changed, and the statue-like man instantly became a chameleon.

I feel Lucius.Malfoy's expression seemed to have seen Voldemort reborn, but he quickly returned to his graceful state.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Selwyn."

Ruth nodded reservedly, and he smiled and said, "It's been a long time, Malfoy, when I left, you still haven't managed to get the young lady from the Black family to agree to the marriage, have you?"

Lucius.Malfoy successfully turned dark again: "This lady must be your granddaughter?"

"of course."

"This lady must be as smart as you." Lucius smirked, but managed to make Ruth's face stiffen.

I thought maybe he knew I was a Hufflepuff and that I almost missed a grade this year.

"Excellent, Mr. Malfoy. I hope your child can find a good marriage as soon as possible, and don't follow in your footsteps."

Draco's face paled suddenly, and Lucius.Same as Malfoy.

Oh, I think Ruth's venomous tongue is getting stronger. After saying goodbye to Draco and the others, I tugged the old man Ruth's big hand: "Mr. Selwyn?"

Ruth raised his eyebrows, and he saw through what I wanted to ask at a glance: "My father's last name."

"Narus is your mother's surname?" I asked back.

"of course."

"So your parents divorced, and you followed your mother?" I praised my wit.

"No, Eve." He looked at me like he was looking at a slug——

"Don't use your Hufflepuff IQ to think too much complicated things."

I thought that Lucius was venting his anger on me with his venomous tongue, but it didn't take long for him to turn his cannon on me.

When I got home I was babbling like always, I mentioned Quidditch and the basement, and talked a lot of nonsense just trying to hide my poor grade in the final exam.

"Russ, I used a Time-Turner this term."

"Oh? That's strange, you actually use the time-turner...to learn?" He suddenly asked me suspiciously.

"It's not studying, it's just playing. Then I met a dementor in the process of playing." I said a little embarrassed. "But I managed to cast the Patronus Charm."

Ruth's movements froze, and he took out his wand --- "Call God to protect you!"

A powerful halo of light was released from the tip of Ruth's wand, much brighter than the light that I had at the time, the size of a grain of rice. The light shield gradually took the shape of an eagle, just like the one on the Ravenclaw emblem. eagle.

"Wow! Russ you're really a Ravenclaw." I marveled, and as the silver eagle hovered over our heads, Russ beckoned me to try it too.

In fact, I felt a little embarrassed, because I was really lucky at the time, but now... I still tried it cheekily---

"Call God Guard!"

"Call God Guard!"

Sure enough, the result was not ideal. I saw Ruth pursed his lips and his beard was about to curl up. He laughed at me: "You must have a certain strong belief to release successfully."

Do I have to say that I got shit luck? !

In the end Ruth found out about my final grades. He faced me all night with the same unlovable expression as Professor Flitwick, and finally told me that he was going to lock me into the basement.

"Why! There's no food in the basement, I'm hungry." I grabbed Ruth's sleeve and complained.

"Knowledge is our greatest food."

Why do I think Ruth is so serious when he says this?Is he really not kidding, I panicked.It is better to give me an Avada than let me read a book!

My summer vacation was like being chained at home by Ruth like a dog. I said I was bored and he let me read; I said I wanted to go out and play and he let me read; I said I loved him and he let me read; I was hungry, so he gave me a basket of bread.

I think he must be very angry at my grades, but I am also angry at why these books are so ugly, so I asked Ruth if he could get me a mirror, because I would rather look at myself as a daffodil.

Hannah and Ernie will send me letters from time to time, the magic is amazing, in the picture Hannah gave me, she is smiling at me so vividly, and they traveled to France---

I feel like I can hear France calling me through this photo.

But all I could do was write to Hannah and tell them that I was reading.

And Hannah's reply is full of words like "Unbelievable, unbelievable, my God, Merlin, you actually read a book, are you reading a Muggle romance novel, are you kidding me", which hurt my heart.

The letter from Draco was a bit weird. He told me that Ruth's father's "Selwyn" surname was a pure-blood family in the pure-blood 28 family in the magical world. His father seemed to know my grandfather, but his father didn't know me either. tell him these things.

In fact, I was quite surprised, but I didn't want to get to the bottom of it, because I was not Ruth's own.

One day, Ruth told me that if I could finish copying a copy of "Encyclopedia of Magic and Spells" in the next week, he would take me to see the Quidditch World Cup, which really put a piece of delicious meat on my dog. In front of the pug who has been hungry for hundreds of years, I immediately agreed.

Then, after seeing the "Encyclopedia of Magic and Spells", which was as thick as three fingers, I couldn't help but want to refuse this delicious piece of meat.I've been in tears this week, but I still crookedly turned in old man Ruth's homework, and my aversion to certain magic has grown to a higher level, and now my mind is full of strange magic spells.

"What spell should I use to make something disappear?"

"Fallen without a trace?"

"What are the incantations of the Three Unforgivable Curses?"

"Avada Kedavra." I suddenly got stuck, "Uh, there's still fragmentation and cleanup?"

Ruth rolled his eyes, his beard blowing out with rage.

On the day we went to the Quidditch World Cup, we walked with Mrs. Malkin. Old man Ruth told us to use the Portkey to go to the stadium. He took out a teapot and directed us to put our hands on the teapot.

After Russ yelled the "Mentos" spell, we went through a bit of a spin and felt really bad, second only to the time I was attacked by a dementor after we landed on some great plain and I Being pulled by Russ and floating to the ground, he couldn't help but bent down and began to retch.

"Oh, Mr. Ruth, this may be too embarrassing for a little girl like Eve." Mrs. Malkin said with some distress, and she handed me a handkerchief.

And Russ continued to snort. He was wearing a neat robe and looked into the distance, telling us that the Quidditch pitch was just ahead. I followed Russ' gaze and looked around, blue sky and white clouds, fields and lawns.I saw a huge building in front of it, surrounded by tents of different sizes, and heard all kinds of noise and music from a distance, I felt very lively.

I happily pulled old Larousse and dragged him to run there, but it was obvious that he didn't look very happy.

Because he said that his Quidditch flying was the only subject in all the courses that was not an O.