【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

Pansy Parkinson looked thoughtfully at the reflective forehead of Draco Malfoy, only to realize that she had been blinded by the latter's image of a dead house all these years and ignored the guy's almost paranoid dressing habits.

The blond young man had put a layer of hairspray on the already perfect forehead hair for countless times. Pansy Parkinson couldn't stand it anymore, rolled his eyes, and opened his mouth leisurely.

"With all due respect Draco, I can't tell where your hairline is now." She shook her head sadly, "And I don't think the Savior would have any sexual interest in you because of how you look."

"I don't need him to be interested in me, and—" Draco Malfoy finally put down the comb and the pathetic bottle of hairspray in his hand, and turned to Pansy Parkinson after making one last check that there was nothing wrong with his hairdo, "I'll say this again." Not for that bloody Harry Potter." He walked around Pansy Parkinson to choose a suitable robe for the odd meeting.

"Oh sure, I believe." Pansy Parkinson flipped through her phone, following in Draco Malfoy's footsteps, "You never needed him to be interested in you, it was just—oh got it." She cleared her throat, exaggerating He read aloud in a dramatic tone, "'He will always hate for a long time, hate his cowardice and arrogance, hate his unrealistic greed, hate himself and even fantasize about Harry Potter on irrelevant people. '"

Draco Malfoy's footsteps paused for a moment, and he quickly covered up the past and continued to walk towards the dressing room. He was obviously very familiar with Pansy Parkinson's sincere performance.

Pansy Parkinson squinted at Draco Malfoy, who had a flash of embarrassment, "Yesterday's update. Let me guess? Did you mistook that girl for the savior?"

Draco Malfoy was silent, they both knew who Pansy Parkinson was referring to.

"Black hair, green eyes, round glasses, and an Auror, with a good relationship with Ron Weasley." Pansy Parkinson murmured and analyzed, "Is it because of these?"

"Create art." Draco Malfoy finally chose an inky slack suit from the closet, God knows why the savior with a deadlock in his brain circuit asked him to meet him in Muggle territory, but still didn't answer Pansy Parkinson's question, " That's all."

The girl raised her eyebrows, "Well, at least today you will never make a mistake again."

Draco Malfoy fastened the top button of his collar, he frowned, seemingly impatient, "Without Professor Snape's entrustment, I would never have anything to do with those stupid Gryffindors."

"Let me remind you that you just came out of the Ministry of Magic yesterday." Pansy Parkinson smiled jokingly, "Or did you forget that you have the right to refuse?" , "Thanks to Professor Snape's inadvertent act, allowing our poor little Mr. Malfoy to regenerate a new bond with his crush after six years."

Draco Malfoy was disdainful, "Too many novels?" He was still hesitating whether he should wear the family ring.

"Don't dare, dare not, dare not fight in front of our dear Mrs. Lavender." Pansy Parkinson suddenly let out a long sigh, "But having said that, the event was forced to be suspended and the forum has lost a lot. Tickets that should be refunded, tickets that should be refunded Souvenirs must also be sent. It was arson and explosion, and the economic loss is secondary. Merlin Blessing Forum should not be forced to close because of this matter. Merlin's beard, the planning team did everything last night to deal with this matter Going bald."

"Oh, maybe you can consider taking this opportunity to start a wave of wig business," Draco Malfoy sneered, "By the way, to fill the gap in your fanzine printing." He was ready to go.

Pansy Parkinson pouted, "Don't worry, I will consider selling it to you first, at a friendly price."

"Thanks, no." Draco Malfoy said coolly.

"You're welcome." Pansy Parkinson grinned maliciously, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked suddenly, "Why did Potter take the initiative to ask you to meet this time?"

"God knows." Draco Malfoy frowned slightly in the mirror, "The professor just said that I would deal with those mindless trolls for him, and he didn't want to be disturbed by the group of Aurors from the Ministry of Magic who have nothing to do all day. .”

Pansy Parkinson was thoughtful, and then tentatively said, "You said...could it be about the forum?"

Draco Malfoy was also taken aback. He was not without suspicion when he received Harry Potter's letter and Snape's work email last night, but an arson case should not lead him to go to Snape, and it was Ron Weasley, Harry Potter who contacted them at the Ministry of Magic yesterday. Now, as the deputy director of the Auror, he should not personally deal with such small problems.

No wait, did Pansy Parkinson just talk about explosions?

"Pansy." The blond young man shifted his gaze to Pansy Parkinson with a sad face.

"what?"

"What happened to the explosion?"

"You don't know?" Pansy Parkinson was slightly surprised, his eyes widened. "I thought they told you at the Ministry of Magic yesterday."

Draco Malfoy pursed his lips, thought for a moment and muttered, "I hope it's not for these damn cases."

Pansy Parkinson chuckled, "Anyway, enjoy your date."

***

Harry Potter regretted a little why he asked Draco Malfoy to meet at a Muggle café instead of the Ministry of Magic, at least if it was the Ministry it wouldn't be so embarrassing.

Draco Malfoy was sitting across from him at this moment, and there was a sweet smell between the two of them. Harry Potter lowered his head as if he was checking emails on his mobile phone, but intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the person opposite him who hadn't planned to speak since he ordered the order. guy.Thanks to Muggle technology, at least they weren't forced to look at each other.

Draco Malfoy put his phone in his pocket after replying to Pansy Parkinson's curious gossip message, thanks to the Muggle daily science materials that were too thin for his wand, and thanks to the various fan pictures of that artist, he For the first time, he was able to choose a less strange costume and appear in a cafe full of muggles.

But that doesn't mean he can bear being ignored by the dark-haired youth opposite for nearly 10 minutes.

Draco Malfoy frowned slightly, glanced at Harry Potter's phone interface, couldn't see the content clearly, but it seemed that he was replying to some email, the savior pressed the small letters on the touch-screen keyboard back and forth with his thumbs, and ignored him at all the meaning of.

"Work?"

"Huh?" Harry Potter looked up, just in time to see Draco Malfoy staring at his phone screen across the table with a half-raised eyebrow, "Oh, yes."

The blond man raised the corners of his lips and snorted softly when he heard the words, and then he leaned back in the chair with his hands folded on his chest and slightly tilted his head to stare at Harry Potter who was opposite him, and a harsh sentence jumped out from between his lips and teeth.

"I can't imagine Potter," he frowned deliberately, squinting his eyes slightly. "The Ministry of Magic is so poor that it can't even buy a desk? Or is it that our former war heroes were squeezed out by colleagues and have to be pitiful?" Xidi moved to the coffee shop to work. And still—" He looked around in disgust, "Muggle coffee shop, eh?"

"Don't worry about Malfoy, the Ministry of Magic pays you very well." Harry Potter clicked to send the email, and then put the phone on the table, "It's just a little too much work."

"Oh——it's my fault for being sentimental, I thought our Mr. Savior specially set aside an afternoon for me." Draco Malfoy still maintained his usual posture, cocking his jaw, "After all, the letter I received said Understand that 'the matter is urgent, please go there', it seems that it is not urgent." He deliberately emphasized the last two words.

"It depends on how you understand it," Harry Potter shrugged nonchalantly, "Compared to feeding fish and raising birds at home every day, collecting black magic items, researching alchemy and being a technical nerd, it is indeed a matter of urgency."

Draco Malfoy glared at Harry Potter with an unkind expression, and said coldly with a sullen expression, "What, our respected Auror Deputy Director is going to raid the Malfoy Manor?"

"Hey, don't look at me like that." The savior looked innocent, "I just thought you disappeared after graduation, so I went back to Hogwarts this morning to chat with Professor Snape." Pleasantly, Harry Potter sneered, and then continued as a matter of course, "And I've always got to know if you're capable of helping us with those problems, don't you?"

Draco Malfoy curled his lips in extreme displeasure, "So?"

Harry Potter unlocked his phone, called up the photos taken at the crime scene of the fan exhibition two days ago, and handed them to Draco Malfoy along the table, "A small explosion occurred at a certain event site yesterday, we did not detect magic fluctuations at the scene , also ruled out the possibility of gunpowder explosion, which should be caused by some kind of improved potion after the Ministry of Magic’s analyst’s identification. Therefore——” He straightened his expression, and continued seriously, “I’m now officially inviting you as the potion Advisors are involved in this case, Mr Draco Malfoy."

"Potions consultant?" Draco Malfoy lazily glanced at the photo on Harry Potter's phone and repeated, damn it, it was really about yesterday's forum case, then he snorted contemptuously and looked up at Harry Potter, "Why should I help you guys?" Potter, what's in it for me?"

"To be honest, we didn't intend to find you, Malfoy. Professor Snape told me that you would occasionally help him with some projects these years. I trust the professor's judgment." Harry Potter did not avoid Draco Malfoy's obviously arrogant gaze, "If not Professor Snape recommended you, and I would never have written you that letter."

"Ha, then I'm really grateful to our savior, Mr., who is so merciful and willing to give me such a former Death Eater a chance to make amends?" Draco Malfoy straightened his body and sneered, hissing and spitting self-deprecatingly, but it was all sarcasm Listening to the words of the other party, "Should I immediately respond like a heart-felt dog, be the most powerful servant of your savior, even kneel down and kiss your robe?"

Harry Potter frowned. He didn't like the irritating attitude of the other party and was very disgusted. He said coolly, "Don't use what you did to the Dark Lord on Malfoy, it will only make me feel sick."

"Oh yes, look, how did I forget," Draco Malfoy said coldly, "Didn't I thank you for letting the Malfoy family go?" He quickly changed into a grateful expression, "Thank you so much, oh yes , By the way, send my regards to Weasley and Granger, presumably with the name of a war hero and a high official position in the Ministry of Magic, the Weasley family finally no longer have to buy those disgusting second-hand robes and wands."

"I really regret that I didn't let you in and stay with Malfoy for two years." Harry Potter gritted his teeth and tried his best to suppress the anger rising in his chest, "I thought you could at least improve a bit after all these years, what a pity, it seems that I overestimated You." He quickly got up and withdrew his mobile phone from under Draco Malfoy's eyelids, stuffed it into his pocket, and put two large denomination British pound slips in the checkout folder, and then condescendingly glanced at the completely ignorant blond youth , strode away without saying a word.

Draco Malfoy silently watched the back of Harry Potter angrily pushing open the door of the coffee shop, his body that had been tense until now finally relaxed.He didn't like Harry Potter's businesslike appearance, and he didn't like that the other party seemed to take everything he said for granted, and he didn't even show any surprise or expectation for his arrival.

But having said that... there is really nothing to be surprised or expected, after all, this is just a failed cooperation. Draco Malfoy was just begging for more feedback from that guy, an intense, powerful emotional response aimed at him alone, even if it angered Harry Potter.

He stared blankly at the street scene outside the window for a moment, and carefully put the money Harry Potter left in his checkout folder into his pocket.The words of the savior's last angry voice seemed to be stuffed into his mind along with the two banknotes, and he couldn't get rid of them.

Draco Malfoy paid the bill and straightened his suit, he now needed to find a place to drain his unnatural fascination with Harry Potter.Maybe, he should go to the Muggle Emporium again, buy another bear or something.

However, when he pushed open the glass door of the cafe, that messy head of black hair appeared in front of him again. Harry Potter was panting slightly, with a look of anxiety on his face, as if he had run back suddenly .

"Malfoy." Harry Potter breathed evenly, still frowning.

"Excuse me, what else can you do?" Draco Malfoy suppressed his surprise as best he could, and scowled.

Harry Potter's lips moved uncomfortably, and his face was wrinkled, looking very embarrassed.

Draco Malfoy was about to tease something, when the savior took a deep breath, and then popped out.

"Malfoy, do you have WLM?"

***

[Pansy Parkinson (18:30): DRACOMALFOY--! ]

[PansyParkinson (18:31): Did you go have a room with Potter? ]

[Pansy Parkinson (20:22): Merlin, where have you been?It's eight o'clock!It's eight o'clock!What about people? ! ]

[PansyParkinson (20:49): Jesus, you're not actually going to open a house, are you? ]

[Pansy Parkinson (20:55): …I'm sorry Draco I shouldn't bother you, don't block me. ]

[PansyParkinson (21:14): One last question: is it cool. ]

[Draco Malfoy (21:23): [Avada Kedavra.jpg]]

It was already 09:30 in the evening when Draco Malfoy returned to Malfoy Manor, Pansy Parkinson's WLM news swiped his screen for three times, and the last few thoughts were even more unsightly.

He wanted to go to a room with Harry Potter, but in fact, it was the savior who immediately Apparated and disappeared on the Muggle streets after returning to the entrance of the coffee shop to ask for his WLM in the name of work.Finally, I have to leave something. Although I really dislike your behavior and way of speaking, you are the candidate recommended by Professor Snape. I hope you can carefully consider this case. We really need the help of a potions expert.

Damn stupid messiah.

Draco Malfoy was lying on the bed holding up his mobile phone and looking at Harry Potter's WLM profile picture. It was nothing special. It was a very simple photo of himself with a side face. At the last corner of the lightning, Draco Malfoy stared at the photo for a long time.

[Pansy Parkinson: Don't kill me darling, honestly, how about it? ]

Draco Malfoy was finally distracted by the news of Pansy Parkinson.

[Draco Malfoy: How about something. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Dating! ]

[Pansy Parkinson: What have you been doing for so long?Really asleep? ]

[DracoMalfoy: No, stop making up your mind. ]

[Pansy Parkinson: Hey... what a pity. ]

...What is this woman regretting. Draco Malfoy twitched the corner of his mouth and stopped replying to the other party. He also didn't go back to read Harry Potter's WLM profile, and instead opened Weibo.

In fact, there was another reason why he agreed to meet Harry Potter. July 31st, Harry Potter's birthday, Draco Malfoy thought he could do something, or he was delusional that he had the courage to do something, even if it was to say happy birthday , but reality undoubtedly gave him another slap in the face.

Be sober, even if Harry Potter took the initiative to add your WLM contact information, it doesn't mean that you can talk and accept each other.

Draco Malfoy clicked on Harry Potter's Weibo, and the comments below the official system birthday prompts were overwhelmingly filled with birthday wishes from fans of the savior.

He clicked on the comment box, typed in a simple happy birthday line, and then deleted it with a frown.

After repeating this several times, Draco Malfoy closed the comment box, and instead read the birthday wishes one by one.

Most of them are the simplest blessings and words of love, and the rest are some small gifts made by myself, saying that they have been sent out and I don’t know if they can receive them, and some of them even got replies from Harry Potter. , although most of them are just thank you for the small gift, thank you and so on.

Draco Malfoy was still a little unwilling, bit the bullet and clicked on the comment box again.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Happy birthday. ]

send?Well, send.

Draco Malfoy closed his eyes and pressed the send button, with a look of trepidation that he had done something wrong, knowing that the other party might not see it, this news must be drowned in the many blessings, but he still became inexplicably nervous.He threw the phone beside him and turned over, and his mind began to automatically play all the events of the day, from the disapproving look of the savior at the beginning to the guy who almost jumped up, and finally Harry Potter with a flying head Mao ran back and asked him for WLM.

If you want to ask Draco Malfoy how he feels right now...

He can probably change [-] a day now.perhaps.

Those greasy and crooked little emotions are really stuffy in his heart. Even if he bought two new teddy bears in the Muggle mall, and found a rare magic item from Knockturn Alley, he still couldn't dispel those famous things. Troubled by a crush on the savior.

Draco Malfoy thought about it, maybe he should strike while the iron is hot and write something.

The phone rang just as he was about to get up to turn on the computer, and Draco Malfoy opened the message notification, but the content that popped up left him dumbfounded.

[Comment: HarryPotter replied to @看星星在lavender field: Thank you. ]

Draco Malfoy jumped up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, his gray eyes widened again, he logged out of his account in disbelief, exited Weibo, uninstalled the program, then reinstalled the app, logged in, and checked the reply message.

The comment still lay there brightly.

This time the savior didn't use any hand skating powder, and the small black and blue letters interlaced were firmly engraved in his dark gray eyes.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Happy birthday.

Comments: HarryPotter replied to @看星星在lavenderfield: Thank you. ]

Draco Malfoy quickly took screenshots, uncontrollable joy crazily climbed to the corners of his mouth and face, he switched to the chat interface between WLM and Pansy Parkinson, and shared with one click.

Pansy Parkinson's second reply has already blown up the screen of Draco Malfoy's phone, the blond young man is looking at the girl, what the hell is he going to reply you with this ID, did you drink Felicity today, Mr. Malfoy, Merlin, I began to suspect that you two are It's not crazy talk like teaming up with wheat bran, and then suddenly realized a problem.

He has a birthday gift to give to the other party, and he can give it quietly and smoothly.

Draco Malfoy ignored Pansy Parkinson's messy messages and opened Harry Potter's WLM window.

[Draco Malfoy: I've taken the case. ]

***

It was already an hour later when Harry Potter came out of the bathroom. He unlocked the screen of his phone and was still stuck on the Weibo interface. He switched from the overwhelming birthday greetings to his private WLM. Only then did he see Draco Malfoy an hour ago message sent.

He looked at the chat window with only one chat record in surprise, and after repeatedly confirming that it was indeed a message from Draco Malfoy, he smiled.

***

[Harry Potter's Weibo homepage]

[@HarryPotter: Received the most wanted birthday present. ]

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