I recite the Analects of Confucius at Hogwarts

Those who are close to ink are black.

"Miss Dubois." Draco said coldly, "I don't think we are familiar enough to call each other by our Christian names."

To outsiders, his tone didn't sound special. Everyone knew that Draco Malfoy always had this kind of distant attitude when speaking to anyone, but he was also a Slytherin, and Delia She knew so well how a Slytherin expressed her emotions, likes and dislikes. From the beginning to now, Draco never looked at her.

Realizing this, the girl's face suddenly turned pale, and an embarrassed look appeared for a moment, but it was only for a moment. Driven by her inner pride, this embarrassed look was quickly restrained by her.

Staring at the little kitten that scratched one of her arms and attracted all the other's attention, Delia gritted her teeth. She was a little unwilling in her heart, but if she really wanted to confront the person in front of her, she would There was an unspeakable fear, but her strong self-esteem prompted her to insist: "Mr. Malfoy, I remember you don't have a cat, right?"

Draco didn't answer her question.

As if he had no interest in this question, the junior Slytherin lowered his head attentively and carefully observed the little kitten in his arms that suddenly stopped struggling and blinked his eyes to meet his own. He stared at the soft and white kitten. After looking at its fur for a while, Leng Buding reached out and touched its soft little head.

Kong Yun:

This action is actually nothing.

When he was in China, he often had his head touched by his elders as a sign of intimacy, but if it were compared to his peers, it was hard to say whether he was affected by cats. He did feel a little unhappy now, and he felt a little confused. The urge to slap.

He thought so and did it.

The next second, the little kitten who was still obediently lying in his arms suddenly became furry. He suddenly raised his cat's paw and slapped away the human palm.

Draco touched it casually, but to his surprise, this interesting result made him arch his eyebrows with interest, staring thoughtfully at the little milk cat lying back in annoyance.

This kind of strength is not something that a normal pet cat can have, right?

In fact, Kong Yun regretted it from the moment he finished beating the man.He is not a ungrateful person. Although he doesn't know how Tuantuan came to the Slytherin common room and how he encountered the situation in front of him, he can at least see that Draco did save Tuantuan. Life.

After all, Tuantuan was not an ordinary pet cat. Although Kong Yun's counterattack just now was completely the result of the body's subconscious conditioned reflex, its strength was extraordinary.

The only thing that made Kong Yun feel less guilty was probably that he was using the back of his hand just now and did not extend the sharp cat claws. Therefore, Draco's wrist was only slightly red, but it was not as directly touched as Delia's. He scratched out a deep bloodstain.

But

He buried his head between his soft paws in annoyance. After a while, he secretly raised his head again, intending to quietly check the other person's expression or something, but he didn't want to directly bump into a pair of eyes with a faint smile. Eyes, he thought he was calm, but he was caught red-handed.

Kong Yun:

You agree to look at the other person's eyes seriously when talking to them. You don't even look at the other person. You just ignore them. It's rude and disrespectful. Draco must be fake.

As if he didn't notice at all, Delia, whose face became more and more embarrassed as she didn't answer, the junior Slytherin finally replied perfunctorily: "Who knows."

There was no explanation, no unnecessary greetings and farewells.After saying this, Draco held the little kitten in his arms steady, turned around and walked towards the boys' dormitory.

Taking everything in sight, the Slytherin girl who had been sitting on the edge of the sofa and watching with cold eyes let out a low chuckle. Before Delia could get angry, she stood up, turned around and left, leaving only Delia stayed there alone in embarrassment.

This incident that happened in the Slytherin common room seemed to be just a small episode. When Draco was present just now, everyone had tacitly chosen to remain silent.As soon as the others left, the remaining Slytherins in the lounge naturally did not care about Delia's expression, and the entire lounge once again became lively as if there was no one around.

The neither high nor low noise was left behind in an instant, and he finally realized what was going on. Kong Yun moved his body unaccustomedly, and had the urge to get down and walk on his own.

The spell he used at this time was actually a spirit-possession technique unique to the Mohist family. Simply put, it used spiritual power to establish a short-term connection between the machine beast and its recognized owner. During this period, the caster will have the vision of the machine beast and independent control.

This spell is not difficult, but it is an exploration technique that belongs only to the Mohist family. For the people of the Mohist family, anything as big as a machine eagle flying in the sky or as small as a machine insect on the ground can be their eyes.

The most important thing is that this detection spell will not produce any spell fluctuations when used. When the person being monitored finds it, they will only think it is an ordinary animal and will not have any suspicion.

Based on Kong Yun's spiritual power storage, the lasting effect of this spell is 10 minutes.

Although it is not the first time to use this spell, for Kong Yun, it is really the first time to be held in someone's arms like a ball. His body, vision and smell abilities are all in disarray. It's fake, but the feeling is his own.

When he was outside, Kong Yun didn't feel anything special due to the influence of external factors, but now, there were only two "people" left in the narrow corridor.He could feel the tender but firm and powerful arms holding him, and even through the soft and smooth wizard robes, he could clearly hear the heartbeat as if it was amplified, and even the faint smell of mint on the other person's body, All seemed clearly audible.

It was as if the whole person was covered in the aura of another person.

too close.

Kong Yun didn't know if this kind of action was common in the British world, but for Easterners who were always reserved in their expressions, this feeling of being held in one's arms was too intimate and too awkward. .

He supported his body and tried his best to stand up, trying to struggle a little more to find the possibility of walking on his own ground. He just managed to stand firm, and when he looked up, he saw a slightly familiar figure in the dim light not far away. figure.

Kong Yun's heart moved, and some indescribable feeling in his heart made him move slightly in that direction. He narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see the figure clearly, but Draco, who had not moved for a long time, was holding him. His strength suddenly tightened, pulling his head back.

Kong Yun:

Is Draco so annoyed today?

Fortunately, although Draco didn't show it to him, Tuantuan's own hearing was enough for him to hear clearly the voices coming from over there, and even identify the identity of its owner based on these sounds.

"I heard that you were tortured by that Squib and it's not like you to come back now. Laurent, haven't you always looked down on Mudbloods and Squibs the most? Yesterday, you were forced to kneel down in public by a Hufflepuff who was two years younger. Today I was tricked into this kind of behavior by a squib again."

"I also heard that, under the same punishment, Professor Sprout persuaded Professor Snape to reduce the Hufflepuff's confinement to ten days. How pitiful. It seems that you are proud of your nobility. Bloodline has no role in Professor Snape."

"Laurent, take a good look at yourself. Look at you. What's the difference between you now and that kind of lost dog? You're a pure-blooded dog. I think it's nothing more than that."

All the sounds suddenly stopped, and the surroundings became so quiet that the sound of people's breathing became particularly clear.Unexpectedly exposed to the dark side of the Snake Yard, Kong Yun fell silent for a while.

Draco stopped.

Under the dim light, the virtual and real lights and shadows intertwined with each other, vaguely reflected in his calm eyes, suddenly like a long-lasting dream.

"How does it feel to be stepped on by the Mudblood you look down on, Malfoy? When you bullied me back then, did you ever think that you would be like this? Right, I heard that the Lord also gave your family a special reward. How does the curse feel?"

"It's really embarrassing. Your so-called pure bloods seem to be nothing more than that. To be honest, I really don't understand why that adult would give such an important task to you, a coward and useless person like you. Can you really do that? Kill Dumbledore?"

"You're a pureblood. It's really funny. Look at what you look like now. How much better do you think you are than the Mudbloods you talk about? Hermione Granger is also the Mudblood you talk about. They are better than you." too much"

It's been a long time since he thought about what happened in the past.

Draco didn't know whether, for most students who graduated from Hogwarts, the memories of the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry were an extremely precious and beautiful thing, but for Draco, they were actually more like being buried deep inside. The shame in his memory and a bloody scar remind him all the time what kind of person he is.

In other words, what kind of person he once was.

In Slytherin House, fights between students are a common thing.Pure-bloods bully mixed-bloods because of their noble blood, and mixed-race students will gradually unite to fight against pure-blood students.Trampling on the low and advocating for the high, following the trend, survival of the fittest, and the law of the jungle.

This is the deep-rooted law that has been handed down in this academy for thousands of years.

Draco opened his eyes.

All the fragmentary sounds and images immediately disappeared from his mind, replaced by the reality before him.

It was the Slytherin corridor with interlaced light and shadow in front of him, the aquatic plants and fish swimming outside the window, and the few fourth-year Slytherins not far in front of him who involuntarily fell silent because they noticed his appearance.

The hands hanging on his waist clenched into fists unconsciously. Laurent stared silently at the first-year Slytherin not far away. He couldn't tell for a moment whether he felt more envy or hope at the moment. The other party was more willing to help him for the sake of being both pure-blooded.

As the instigator of all this, several fourth-year Slytherins who were often ridiculed by Laurent and who were determined to take revenge this time were really hesitant at this moment.

Logically speaking, of course they don't need to consider Malfoy's feelings. No matter how outstanding the opponent's performance is, the gap between the first-year and fourth-year students cannot be made up by talent. However, when they faced the calm pair of When he opened his eyes, the fourth-year Slytherin, who had been carelessly saying "pure bloods are nothing more than this", instinctively closed his mouth.

This is really ridiculous, he thought to himself.

Even if the other party is vaguely the leader of this lower-grade Slytherin, that is still a matter for the lower grade. No matter how deep the magic power is and how excellent the academic performance is, the other party is just a first-year brat.

He opened his mouth and tried to continue what he had not finished. However, the uneasiness and fear that seemed to seep from his bones made him speechless. Something kept warning him in his heart.

no.

Draco Malfoy is different from those arrogant purebloods who only rely on their family's power and claim to be noble.

He is not like those arrogant Slytherins who want to brag about his little bit of excellence to everyone, nor is he like those stupid Slytherins who are immersed in childish duels with Gryffindor and cannot extricate themselves. .He would not even interfere in the conflicts and conflicts between half-bloods and pure-bloods within Slytherin House.

Most of the time, the only son of the Malfoy family was cold and reserved. Whether it was internal conflicts or conflicts between lions and snakes, none of these seemed to interest him at all.

You can't see what's going on in his heart, and you have no way of knowing what this person's true strength is.Lower-grade Slytherin is like an abyss hidden in darkness, which makes those who are afraid of it wary, and also attracts the little snakes who believe in the strong.

Will he get involved?

Time seemed to slow down extremely at this moment. It was only a second or two, but the fourth-year Slytherin felt inexplicably as if he was waiting for trial. The seconds seemed like years.

Kong Yun moved his ears.

To the senior Slytherin, it seemed like an extremely long time, but in Kong Yun's world, it was actually just Draco holding him for a moment, and he even had the time to stretch out his paws and use a tentative force. He pushed Draco to grab his hand, but unfortunately he failed.

Just a second later, the junior Slytherin took steps indifferently and entered the depths of the corridor without looking back.

Until the figure of the senior Slytherin disappeared from their sight, Draco had no intention of letting him go. He seemed to have finally noticed the restlessness of the little guy in his arms. He said calmly: "You'd better be good. , this is not Hufflepuff."

Kong Yun froze for a moment.

For a moment, he almost doubted whether the other party recognized him, but after Draco said this suspicious warning, he didn't say a word until they arrived at the door of the dormitory.

The door to the room was slowly pushed open, and the entire interior was soon revealed.Unlike Hufflepuff, which has a larger number of students, Slytherin has a smaller number of students, and the dormitories are mostly for two people or single people. Draco's room seems to belong to the latter.

There is plenty of light in the whole room, and the air is fresh and natural. Although it is in the basement, it does not feel damp and cool at all. The overall style is not as dark and weird as the Slytherin hall. The furniture is clean and tidy, ranging from the bed and bookcase to as small as a book. , a pen, all neatly placed in their respective positions.

Compared to the Slytherin Hall, where even the lights emit green light and are deliberately suspended from the ceiling with chains, if the former can still see the mysterious color of a typical Western wizard, then this dormitory is an ordinary student dormitory. style.

It wasn't until he returned to the dormitory and turned around to close the door that Draco put him down.

No, it seems there is still a little difference.

There is no such thing as carpet in Hufflepuff dormitories.

Kong Yun blinked and subconsciously poked the soft light green carpet under his feet. It felt surprisingly good, a bit like the furry skin of an animal.Perhaps it was Tuantuan's nature that was tricking him, but feeling the softness in his palm, he couldn't help but poke it again.

Until he finally noticed, belatedly, the scrutinizing gaze from another person in this room.

Kong Yun:

Finally realizing what stupid thing he had accidentally done, Kong Yun raised his head in embarrassment and looked at Draco, who had been silent since he came back.What surprised Kong Yun was that the lower-grade Slytherin was indeed looking at him at the moment, but not at him.

It was like thinking about something else through him.

A very strange look, he thought.

When ordinary people are meditating or having wandering thoughts, most of the time there is no sparkle in their eyes, because what controls thinking ability at this time is not artificial reason and control, but the subconscious mind of the brain.But Draco's eyes at this moment still showed a sober coldness.

It's like facing an abyss.

I don't know why, but after realizing this, Kong Yun became inexplicably upset. He stopped paying attention to the other person, turned around on the carpet, imitated Tuantuan's usual movements, and put his two paws in front of him. , resting his head on his plush paws, he lay down on the spot.

Then he felt something

Xi suddenly pinched his tail, followed by his familiar voice and tone:

"what are you doing"

Kong Yun reflexively dodged to the side. This action made him feel something was a little bit wrong.He didn't feel much when he was being held before. It was only now that he was standing firmly on the ground that he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a small ball-like thing stuck to the ball of his forefoot.

Thinking of this, he silently stretched out his paw and carefully poked the carpet.

The stickiness doesn't seem to be very strong. If Tuantuan thinks about it, he can grab it with his other claw at any time.In other words, Tuantuan voluntarily let the ball stick to its palm.

Out of some inexplicable fate, he didn't immediately try to shake off the small ball. His intuition told him that it would be better not to let Draco know.

What is this thing? Who asked Tuan Tuan to carry it with him? Why did it sneak into the Slytherin common room?

He was thinking about something in his mind and was lost in thought for a moment, so he didn't notice that Draco was already squatting in front of him.

From the appearance point of view, the little milk cat in front of me looks very cute and cute. At first glance, it looks like cotton dumplings piled on the carpet, but now it has a serious expression, as if it is thinking. It was like a big thing that concerned the country and the people. It seemed to have an indescribable contrast and cuteness, which actually made Draco amused, and the gloom in his heart seemed to dissipate a lot.

He stared at the little kitten with its head tilted in thought, and suddenly stretched out his hand to poke it. Before he could really touch the furry head, he was slapped away by the other party's paw.Then reach out again and slap it away.

Just when Draco began to reflect on whether he was too bored, the little cat finally raised his head unbearably and looked at the human in front of him with a look that was almost reproachful, "How could you be so unreasonable?" After one glance, it waved its soft paws and continued to lower its head in contemplation.

Super serious

I don't know why, but for a moment, the figure of a certain Hufflepuff suddenly appeared in front of Draco's eyes. It's not so much that the other person looks like a cat, but rather that the one in front of him is not arrogant at all, even if he is a little angry. Meng, the little milk cat just gave him a helpless look, so much like his owner.

only

Draco thought for a while, coughed slightly, and said tentatively: "Can you understand what I'm saying?" As soon as he finished speaking, the little cat who had been thinking hard immediately raised his head, tilting his head slightly, confused. looked at him.

It seems that I can understand it.

He thought to himself that after feeling the strength of the cat that was completely different from that of ordinary pet cats, it would not be difficult to accept that this was a cat that could understand human speech. After all, there were many strange creatures in the magical world.

After making sure that the other party understood what he said, he didn't delay any longer and got straight to the point: "Do you want to go back?"

Kong Yun nodded immediately without thinking.

"That's good. After all, I have no plans to keep a cat in the dormitory."

"You've seen the situation here. Not everyone is as friendly as the Hufflepuff guys. I'll let you go just because you're cute." Even though he was saying something that seemed like a compliment, Draco's tone was Faintly, he pointed out calmly: "But it's already the curfew time at the earliest. I can only send you back to your master tomorrow. Do you understand what I mean?"

Kong Yun hesitated for a moment.

It can be seen that Draco has no intention of harming Tuantuan. If he really had that idea, he would have done it long ago. In this case, compared to the dangerous Slytherin common room or any other corner, , staying in this dormitory is the safest thing for Tuantuan.

Thinking of this, he nodded happily.

"Since you are determined to stay, I hope you can at least have the same basic etiquette as your master." Draco continued: "Don't destroy any furniture in this room, and don't Can I make any noise that disturbs my sleep while I'm sleeping?"

When he said this, his tone was very casual, and Kong Yun nodded blankly.Just when he was wondering if Draco was just joking, the first-year Slytherin lowered his head and smiled: "Be good."

A very simple and plain word, but it made Kong Yun shiver for no reason.

There was no threat or malice in the other party's language and tone. If Kong Yun himself was here, he might not feel anything, but the perception abilities of humans and animals are different. He felt it on the Hogwarts Express. In the eyes of animals, the kind of gloominess is the indifference that makes them cringe even more than malice.

It's as if he really has no ill intentions and has no interest in hurting a pet intentionally, but once he really offends him, he doesn't mind a small punishment or a big warning.

Seeing the little nanny drooping its head and nodding listlessly, Draco looked at it carefully and made sure that the little guy was indeed quite clean. Then he turned around and planned to dig through some soft cushions or old clothes. , used as a temporary cat nest.

Taking advantage of Draco's turn, Kong Yun lowered his head and quickly snapped off the ball that was stuck in his palm. It was a small ball the size of a bead, with a translucent surface and bright colors. The light reflected like jelly.

He plucked his paw, preparing to quietly throw the ball aside without anyone noticing. Unexpectedly, Draco, who was looking through the closet over there, suddenly turned his head: "I said, you There shouldn't be any fleas on the body." The words stopped abruptly. He looked at the furry cat that was almost lying on the carpet, and he was a little confused: "What are you doing?"

Before the other party turned around, Kankan pressed the unknown spherical object between his palm and the blanket. The little cat tilted his head and showed a perfectly innocent expression: "Meow."

I don’t understand what you are saying at all :3j

Perhaps because he reacted promptly, Draco didn't seem to think too much. He turned his head and continued to look for any old clothes he didn't want.

Kong Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He stretched out his front paws and pushed the small ball back hard. The round bead passed through his body and rolled back. He secretly calculated the distance in his heart and was thinking about how to hide the ball. When he was in a corner where Draco couldn't see him, Draco, who had dug out a few pieces of clothing, happened to turn his head again.

Kong Yun: Pan

He was a little late to react at this moment, but fortunately the ball itself was small enough. Kong Yun calmly recalled how his family behaved coquettishly and cutely on weekdays.

Perhaps on a whim, or because he suddenly lost interest in poking at the carpet, the little cat who was still poking at the carpet turned over and lay lazily on the carpet sideways, with its little cotton balls half-patting its paws. He half-twisted his round body and rubbed it against the equally fluffy carpet with pleasure.

It can be said to be very cute.

Draco stared at him silently for a few seconds. Just when Kong Yun was wondering if his acting skills were too poor and he was not one-tenth as cute as Tuantuan, the first-year Slytherin reached out decisively and exposed the little milk cat. I rubbed it on my soft belly.

No wonder so many people like to pet cats, Draco thought to himself, it does feel good.

Kong Yun:

I repeat, Draco is particularly annoying today.

He was caught unprepared by a sneak attack, and it was still a part that was not often touched by others. Even Kong Yun was a little bit excited at this moment: he was hugged and patted on the head as if he were a real cat, and he barely returned the favor. I can accept it, but what's wrong with touching my belly? Rao is as good-tempered as Kong Yun, and now he feels like hitting someone.

Action rarely moves faster than the brain's rationality. The angry little cat jumped up from the ground, raised its paws and angrily clawed at the opponent. Draco reacted very quickly and turned sideways to avoid this obvious force. With a claw, he was about to say something, but happened to see the small ball that was well hidden under his body.

Kong Yun finally remembered what he was doing.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Draco bent down and picked up the small ball. He only glanced at it and threw it into the trash can on the side. After doing this, he stood there and looked down at the already exhausted person. Lying on the ground, like a petrified little cat, he said thoughtfully: "What bad things did the twins ask you to do again?"

Kong Yun: Meow meow meow

The bad twins again

Before Kong Yun could carefully digest the word "again" in his mouth, the junior Slytherin straightened up and said casually: "Last time it was a candy that made people laugh, what is it this time?"

Very good, this is actually not the first time.

Kong Yun thought with an expressionless face, no wonder he always felt particularly uneasy these days. Tuantuan even had the audacity to come to the Slytherin common room alone to cause trouble. He was just imitating the little bastards outside.

He was so busy thinking about how to beat the twins to death that he didn't pay attention to Draco's words for a moment. It would be useless to notice them, because the other party wouldn't understand him anyway.

Draco didn't care when he didn't get a response. After all, no matter how special the other person was, he was just a cat. It was already very difficult to understand human speech. If he could still communicate with people normally, that would be hell. Bar

As if he realized that he had been caught for the bad things he had done, the already sleepy little cat looked as if he had suffered a serious blow. The whole cat curled up on the carpet, simply Like trying to hide your head under the rug.

Without any consciousness of bullying weak animals, Draco asked with interest: "What would happen if I told your master everything you have done in the past few days?"

No need to tell me specifically.Kong Yun thought coldly, he would beat those two little bastards to death for teaching him bad things.

Fortunately, when he heard about the prank he had done, many people directly pressed him on the twins, and he felt guilty for a while. Looking back now, Kong Yun felt that he might have really thought too much, if not for their usual behavior. They have done too many bad things, who would blame them for no reason?

The hot twins know how to lead my son to pieces.

He could be said to be depressed and angry at the moment. Tuantuan's personality was malleable, which led him to treat him as a son when he received this birthday gift from the Mo family.

He likes to be quiet on weekdays. Sometimes a book and a cup of tea are enough to kill him for most of the day. At that time, the little guy who was raised by him also had a very similar personality. When he was reading, the little guy would be lazy. Lying on the table to bask in the sun, not only would she not make any noise to disturb him, but she would also stay by his side quietly, being well-behaved and clingy.

now what

Being teased out of his rebellious mentality by Mo Rong over and over again, he learned to run away from home, and now he is still hanging out with the Weasley twins and learned to play pranks.

it's worth it

He was extremely depressed. At this moment, his attention had been completely attracted by the incident of being led astray by the Weasley twins. The incident of Draco touching his belly just now was completely forgotten by him. I was thinking about how to get rid of the twins.

Not knowing that he was lucky enough to escape to some extent, Draco watched with interest as the little kitten, who was still somewhat hopeless, climbed up on the carpet, holding on to his head. With an "unhappiness written all over his face" face, he began to sharpen his claws extremely seriously.

Very fierce looking.

Draco suddenly began to feel that raising a cat or something seemed quite interesting.

"No wonder some people always say that pets are like their owners." Draco looked at it, and felt that the little kitten in front of him was seriously grinding his claws, and inexplicably overlapped with the look of a certain Hufflepuff with his head down and thinking hard.

As if he heard someone talking about him, the little cat made a move, raised its furry head, and gave him an incomprehensible expression.

He recalled the prank he accidentally witnessed and the ignorant and innocent expression the little cat made when he tried so hard to cover it up, and concluded: "Even when he did bad things, his nonchalant expression was exactly the same."

The little milk cat lowered his head in disinterest, as if he didn't want to pay attention to the human being in front of him who was suddenly talking to himself.While Kong Yun continued to sharpen his claws with a fierce face, he thought to himself, if my family doesn't look like me, how can they look like the Weasley twins?

Wait a moment.

Kong Yun suddenly raised his head and looked at Draco, who turned around and continued the rummaging work he had just completed, feeling surprised and uncertain.

What does "Even when you do bad things, your nonchalant expression is exactly the same"?

Draco knew about the bad things Tuantuan did. It was not difficult to understand. After all, he had just been caught in a live broadcast. But when he and Draco were together, didn't they always communicate about academic issues? When have you ever done something “bad”?

Since you were studying at Hogwarts, when have you ever done something bad?

etc.

When it comes to "doing bad things", the closest things to this word are actually two things: one is the recent fight with Laurent in public, and the other is the earth-shattering prank on Raymond .

It can be seen from Draco's attitude towards Laurent in the corridor just now that he didn't take this matter to heart at all. Naturally, he couldn't say "doing bad things". Thinking of the other party's relaxed mood when he said this Tone, this so-called "bad thing", most likely refers to the latter.

So, why would Draco know that the person who really made Raymond unlucky was actually himself?

If the other party was indeed referring to Raymond's incident, the only reason left at the moment was Draco, the one who conveniently placed a confusing spell on Raymond.

Realizing this, Kong Yun's heart suddenly became a little subtle.

Before he could think further about the other person's motives and reasons for doing this, Draco's voice rang not far away from him: "That's it."

this

Only then did Kong Yun recall that Draco had said before that he wanted to find some useless old clothes. He was not very interested in it as a temporary cat nest or something. The duration of this spell was limited, maybe next time In a second, his consciousness would return to his body, but out of concern for his cat son, he still raised his head and looked at the old clothes Draco selected.

It was a nightgown.

A pajamas with exquisite workmanship, soft silk, and a very brand-new look.

But this is not the point.

His eyes lingered on the clothes with small animal patterns for a long time. Judging from the appearance, it looked very similar to the Western dragon in Kong Yun's memory. The reason why it was called "small animal" was because of the clothes. The little dragon pattern looks much docile than a real dragon, and the whole painting style looks soft and cute.

The kind that looks super cute

The comfort level is A temporary cat nest is also good.

The little cat kept its head raised, and its deep and subtle gaze rested on the pajamas in the hands of the first-year Slytherin for a long time. It didn't look heavy until the other party nodded, seemingly satisfied with his choice. He looked away and looked meaningfully at the human in front of him.

Ok