The Sons of Grindelwald at Hogwarts

Oliver gave him a big smile.

Yan Zeyue looked around, then walked over directly, sat beside him, brushed her hair a little casually, then stretched out her hand, and hugged him gently.

"If I'm not wrong, you probably killed that one..." After hesitating for a while, Yan Zeyue turned her head and said.

"That's right, I controlled the dragon's corpse for the rest of the process. I really can't grasp it well, so that's all I can do." Orlynworth tilted his head and said innocently.

Yan Zeyue frowned slightly.

Although he adjusted quickly.Orlynworth still found his little trick.

"What's wrong?" He looked at Yan Zeyue strangely.

"How can there be other dragons covered in blood by you?!" Yan Zeyue muttered with dissatisfaction.

Oliverth: "???"

What kind of strange brain circuit is this?

He tried to understand...

"Jealous?" He asked a little funny.

"Hmph! That's not it!" Yan Zeyue moved away angrily, and even hugged the... pillow beside her.

Orlynworth blinked.

This strange way of thinking is really different from ordinary people.

He smiled and looked at the pillow that looked like himself in the other party's hand.

What they didn't know was that at this time, almost the students in the entire classroom were watching them expressing their affection...

"They...?" Harry turned his head and looked at Draco.

"I don't know, anyway, when I knew them, they got along like this..." Draco quickly stuffed the small cake that had already been brought to his mouth into his pocket, and said with erratic eyes.

McGonagall looked at Orlynworth thoughtfully.

She seems to have guessed something...

"By the way... Voldemort seems to be surprisingly quiet this time... If Voldemort's thoughts are concerned... there must be someone secretly assisting Harry...

But this time I always feel that apart from Harry's name popping out of the Goblet of Fire twice, it seems that Voldemort didn't do anything else... How could someone as suspicious as Voldemort send only one person to Hogwarts? ?And this person is still a student, it's even more impossible, isn't it? "

Orlynworth sighed, always feeling that he was sitting with the person next to him now either talking about plans or talking about plans.

It seems that suddenly he has become very busy...

He yawned a little tiredly and leaned back in the chair.

Soon Voldemort will be resurrected...

Then he will be very busy again...

Maybe it's over soon... maybe it's over, but he won't come back...

Everything is unknown, and even he can't guarantee that he can save his own life.

Olynworth thought blankly.

Yan Zeyue glanced at him, and it was obvious from that expression that she already knew what was on his mind.

"We'll be fine, never will be."

He told the person next to him that the figure of a certain braised egg was in his mind.

Don't allow that marinated egg to stir up any waves.

He really didn't want their own peaceful life to be broken.

Never again.

……

After some time.

Ron looked at the suit in front of him expressionlessly.

"What the hell is this?!" Ron looked at the suit on his body with tears in his eyes.

Orlynworth blinked. If he guessed correctly, the dress...