【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

Harry Potter felt a pain in his head looking at the several potion analysis reports on his desk.

Draco Malfoy was sitting across from him at this moment, leaning back in that office chair with a look of contempt for mentally handicapped children.

The savior glanced at the other side secretly and started to scratch his hair.

"Tell me again... what is this?" Harry Potter ravaged his messy black hair impatiently, and asked again, wrinkling his facial features, "What caused the explosion?"

"Bendyman's secretions." Draco Malfoy dragged each word out with disdain written all over his face.

"Are you kidding me?" Harry Potter couldn't believe it, "Can that thing explode?"

Draco Malfoy snorted softly, "When did I say that it was the secretion of the bandymagnes that exploded? Potter, if your ears and brain can't work in harmony, I sincerely suggest that you give yourself a recovery, maybe you can still be saved."

"They're very nice and don't bother you about Malfoy, in contrast, if there's something wrong with your mouth, you can try the cleaner." Harry Potter continued flipping through the report and glared at the other party, "By the way, you can try the secretion of the bandymagum Can it be fatal?"

"It's a great honor that our tireless Auror Deputy Director still remembers that the secretion of Bendemang is one of the raw materials for making cleaning agents. Professor Snape must be very relieved." Draco Malfoy sarcastically sneered, looking at Harry Potter irritated Flipping through the two innocent pieces of paper, "Remind you, Potter, even if you smash them all to pieces, there will be no other answer." He paused, then frowned suddenly, "Of course, if you don't believe my analysis at all As a result, you can also hire someone else."

Harry Potter simply gave up those dry pages of the analysis report, and leaned against the back of his office chair to stare directly at the blond young man who was exuding an unpleasant aura.

"So how on earth did it 'cause' the explosion?" Harry Potter emphasized the words Draco Malfoy had mentioned earlier, lest the other party disgust him with some hearing defect.

"I'm glad your brain is still in Potter." Draco Malfoy raised his chin, "From the sampling and field information you mailed to me, it's not a high-end method. It's nothing more than mixing the secretion of bandymans with a refreshing agent Among them, if these two substances are mixed normally at low or normal temperature, they will not pose any threat, but if the temperature is high enough and enough combustibles are provided—" Draco Malfoy did not go on directly, but stubbornly compared with his hands An explosive motion, "Boom."

Harry Potter still expressed hesitation, and thought for a moment: "But in that kind of situation, does it work?"

He waited for a while, but Draco Malfoy didn't seem to answer him.

"Malfoy?" Harry Potter stared straight at the laid-back fellow.

"Say."

"Does it work?"

"who knows."

"……what?"

The blond young man spread his hands, as if he had nothing to do with himself, and his words were lazy, "This is not my responsibility Potter." He yawned, "By the way, the fee for this time is in the appendix on the last page. Then I Can I go back now?"

Harry Potter sighed helplessly, "Actually, you can choose to mail this document."

As soon as Draco Malfoy was about to stand up, his previous lazy tone suddenly stiffened a bit, "Oh, of course, I forgot, our savior is a busy man, saving the world, huh? I guess he doesn't have time to receive me, Or—" he raised the corner of his mouth, sarcastically, "you don't want to see me either, do you?"

"Don't fucking be Malfoy." Harry Potter rubbed his temples, trying to suppress his urge to curse, and took a deep breath, "Do you know that you look like a dead man now?"

Hearing this, Draco Malfoy froze.

"Have you not slept in the past two days?" Harry Potter stared at the other party, not shying away from those eyes full of confusion.

He had wanted to say this a long time ago, ever since the moment Draco Malfoy walked into his office, Harry Potter wondered what the guy had gone through, except for his well-dressed and neat appearance, he looked like a walking dead, with blue bags under his eyes and exhausted Everything on the ground showed that the physical condition of the person in front of him was already under load. Compared with the confusing potion analysis reports on the desktop, he was more worried about whether this guy would die suddenly in his office.

Draco Malfoy pursed his lips, but said nothing.

"My information was sent out the morning before yesterday, and up to now—" Harry Potter glanced at the clock on his desk, "54 hours. I admit that your work efficiency is very high. We thought that this report would at least wait Three days or more."

Harry Potter's serious and serious expression made Draco Malfoy really uncomfortable.

The blond narrowed his eyes slightly vigilantly, "What are you trying to say?"

"Merlin." Harry Potter felt a little helpless, "whose comprehension problem is wrong?" He changed into a joking brisk look and continued, "As a partner, I think I have an obligation to remind you, don't put yourself Tired of Malfoy, at least until this case is over."

Draco Malfoy stared at the savior who suddenly kindly cared about him, and there was no other emotion in those clear green eyes. It was completely different from when they laughed at each other before. Draco Malfoy never thought that there would be a day when Harry Potter was so friendly... Well, it even made him feel that the caring eyes were actually looking at himself.

"You don't need to worry about Potter, I'm alive and well." Draco Malfoy replied casually, standing up hastily, he had to go.Right now, right now, right now, he must leave this goddamn, saintly savior who doesn't know what to do.

Harry Potter shrugged his shoulders, looked at Draco Malfoy's slightly running away figure and muttered, "Please."

Harry Potter breathed a sigh of relief when Draco Malfoy's footsteps disappeared into the corridors of the Ministry of Magic.

He fell down on his desk all of a sudden, pressing down on the report left by that guy.

God knows how nervous he was when he said those words just now, afraid that Draco Malfoy would notice something was wrong.

In fact, Harry Potter himself had already entered a strange state of tension when he received Draco Malfoy's WLM at noon saying that he would come to the Ministry of Magic to deliver the analysis results in the afternoon.And when that guy showed up in his office with a disheveled face and spirits, Harry Potter wanted to give him a sleeping spell. Draco Malfoy looked exactly like the bleak look they had after squatting all night on those damned suspects when they were on mission.

Harry Potter lowered his chin to the hard table in a daze.He wasn't sure if there was anything wrong with his straightforward concern just now.

The black-haired savior took out his phone and opened the forum app habitually, maybe he should look at something else to distract himself from the experience now, instead of continuing the damn case that has been inextricably linked with Draco Malfoy.

Lavender has not been updated for two days, it seems that the little girl is really busy with her new job.

Randomly brushed up a few fan stories on the forum, and Harry Potter, who had lost his reminder to update, could only choose to spit out a slot secretly on the Weibo trumpet.

[@魔章太粉: I love work, work makes me happy (′-ι_-｀)]

***

Draco Malfoy returned to Malfoy Manor and threw himself directly on the bed. Harry Potter's sudden friendliness really made him a little overwhelmed.To be honest, he wondered if he was dreaming, after all, he was really sleepy now.

He locked himself in the basement of Malfoy Manor after he received the email from Harry Potter the morning before yesterday and the on-site sampling brought by the owl. Pansy came to find him once in the middle, and he was caught by him before he stepped into the potions room. Boomed out.

Draco Malfoy has to admit that he was definitely influenced by that Potions professor, it's normal for him to work without thinking about food and tea, remembering that when he just graduated and didn't know how cruel academic research is, he was tortured to the point of dizziness when he was doing a project with Snape Dazzling and mentally exhausted, compared to the Harry Potter commission this time, it wasn't that painful.

It's just that the problem of not finishing work, not eating and sleeping is indeed branded.

He wasn't hungry right now, after all he had already had lunch before going to the Ministry of Magic, and wanted to sleep, but was disturbed by his damn crush.Just close your eyes and it's all that annoying face.

Stupid Scarhead.Draco Malfoy never wanted to set foot in a place like the Ministry of Magic for a second time.

Draco Malfoy rolled a few times in bed, unable to sleep.

Seriously, if he followed his previous habits, maybe he should write something while this wave of friendly attitude has not disappeared in his mind, maybe these rare friendships will make his readers ecstatic .

It's a pity that he is very sleepy now and his mind is not clear.

Draco Malfoy took out his phone sleepily, replied to various messages from Pansy on WLM, and then switched to Weibo.

He clicked on Harry Potter's homepage, and these two days were still formulaic official news, and the Ministry of Magic would retweet whatever the savior posted, as if the existence of this Weibo was for political propaganda.

Except for the last one on July 31st.

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

It was late, maybe Wealsey or Granger had prepared some surprise for him.The comments are full of guesses about what kind of gifts their savior received and would be so excited to post on Weibo to celebrate, and some people speculate whether they have a girlfriend or something.

Draco Malfoy brushed over with a nonchalant expression on his face.

When he returned to the homepage of his Weibo, the complaint about the wand being too thin had already occupied the first post on the homepage, and when he clicked on the comments, it was filled with the most primitive characteristic of human beings - copying.

[@魔章太粉: I love work, work makes me happy (′-ι_-｀)]

[Comment: @好基友一quilt: I love work, work makes me happy (′-ι_-｀)]

[Comment: @草西今天恶了了了？ I love work, work makes me happy (′-ι_-｀)]

[Comment: @舟形麻头Lymphoma aconitum is aconitum: I love learning, learning makes me happy (′-ι_-｀)]

[Comment: @节向都是相话话话: I love learning, learning makes me happy (′-ι_-｀)]

……

[Comments: @在lavenderfieldwatching the stars: I love work, work makes me happy (′-ι_-｀)]

As soon as Draco Malfoy's comment was posted, a private chat popped up on the forum.

[The wand is too thin: how fat four. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: ? ]

[The wand is too thin: what happened to your work? ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: It's okay, I just got it done. ]

[Wand is too thin: Then why are you joining in the fun? ]

[In the lavender fields at the stars: sleepy. ]

[The wand is too thin: sleep. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Can't sleep. ]

[The wand is too thin: why, trapped by love? ]

Draco Malfoy was taken aback, could this girl be able to teleport through telekinesis? !

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: [deny Sanlian.jpg]]

[The wand is too thin: ...Looks like I'm alone. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: what does it mean? ]

[The wand is too thin: [This damned love.jpg]]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: ? ? ? ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: No emotional service is provided here, your friend is offline. ]

[The magic wand is too thin: delete Xie Yuan from each other, don't want a picture. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Fuck...! ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Go ahead, I listened with reluctance. ]

[The wand is too thin: Come on, aren't you going to sleep? ]

[Stargazing in Lavender Fields: 10 Minute Bedtime Stories, I Go to Bed. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: [Please start your show.jpg]]

Draco Malfoy waited for a long time but there was no movement on the other side, he yawned with his eyelids open, and replied again.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: ? ]

nothing happened. Draco Malfoy rolled over.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: ? ? ? ]

Still nothing. Draco Malfoy was fast asleep.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: /: sleepy]

He really couldn't hold it anymore, and he couldn't manage so much. He really needed a high-quality sleep now.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: going to sleep. ]

Tbc