Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

When Ron was shaken up by Harry at three o'clock in the morning, he was completely confused.

What's wrong, what happened?Could it be that the mysterious man has been resurrected? !

On the sofa in the corner of the Gryffindor lounge, Ron kept yawning, eyes blurred, trying his best to understand what his good brother, Harry Potter, was saying.

Hermione sat on the sofa wearing pajamas with a kitten print on them and yawned tiredly.

When she was woken up from the dormitory by Harry wearing the invisibility cloak, if she hadn't thought that her roommate was still sleeping, she would have wanted to pry open Harry's head and see what his head was made of.

"So, you picked up Draco Malfoy's diary in Myrtle's bathroom on the second floor that Parkinson and the others wanted to destroy, and then you looked through it, and then you thought Draco Malfoy Maybe I don't hate you, and then you wake us all up?" Hermione took a sip of warm water, sighed, and helped Harry, who was still chattering, make a brief summary.

Harry pursed his lips and frowned, thinking about what Hermione said. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"It should be so."

"Then can we take a look at Malfoy's diary?" Ron opened his eyes and forced himself to cheer up.

"Of course not! Ron, that's Malfoy's diary, it's very private!" Hermione slapped Ron on the head.

Ron wailed, Merlin, Hermione's hands are really strong.

He felt like his head was going to be smacked off by Hermione.

Harry nodded in agreement, "That's right, Ron, I can't show you Draco's diary."

"Hey! Harry! Maybe you and Malfoy aren't good enough to call him by his Christian name?"

"Ron, maybe you can keep quiet." Hermione felt that Harry might also want to slap Ron.

"Harry, why can you read Malfoy's diary! But we can't?" Ron shook his head and shouted dissatisfied. Everything he had was shared with Harry!

"Well, Ron, of course not! This is Draco's personal belongings! This is his secret!" Harry still shook his head firmly.

"But we can't see the contents of Malfoy's diary. Just listening to your description, we can't feel the feeling you mentioned at all!" Ron's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had understood. Pushing Hermione's arm.

"Merlin! Harry! You couldn't be too excited to sleep because you peeked at Malfoy's diary, so you shook us awake and kept us awake with you, right?!"

"No! I'm not! How could I do that!" Harry waved his hands and tried to defend himself, refusing to admit it.

"But Harry, even if Malfoy didn't hate you before he lost his memory..."

"But he has lost his memory now." Hermione hesitated, but decided to tell Harry and Ron about the direct conversation she had with Malfoy last time she met him in the library.

"Last time I met Malfoy in the library, he accidentally mentioned Parkinson and Zabini and told him that he was not familiar with us and had no interaction with us."

"Why?!" Ron wrinkled his nose, expressing that he didn't understand.

Why did Parkinson and Zabini tell Malfoy, who had lost his memory, wrong information?

"Oh! It's Parkinson and Zabini again!" Harry punched the sofa irritably.

Parkinson and Zabini must know something, so they deliberately prevented Draco from contacting them.

Harry recalled the contents of Draco's diary. Maybe, maybe, could...Draco also have the same emotions as him?

A Malfoy would have no undue affection for a Gryffindor savior.

But what about Draco?

In Malfoy Manor, Lucius Malfoy looked at Sirius Black who stayed at his house with a sullen expression and disgust.

Compared to Lucius's displeasure, Narcissa was happy that the most rebellious cousin of the Black family had become sensible. Sirius not only sincerely apologized to his mother, but also made a promise to restore the glory of the Black family. He also brought Regulus's body back to the Black family and buried it in the backyard of the Black old house.

There are a garden full of sunflowers planted there.

No matter which aspect it is, it is surprising and gratifying.

There was one thing that might be a bit tricky, Sirius actually fell in love with Severus Snape, and begged Lucius to help him with advice all day long.

"Oh, Sirius, I think if you want to confess your love to Severus Snape, you may not need roses, but more rare potion ingredients." Narcissa interrupted the still thinking and talking. Sirius in Severus Snape's wonderful future.

"Oh! Sissy! You are really my lucky lady! I think what you said is very reasonable!" Sirius jumped up from the sofa happily, "Perhaps my dear Sissy, you can express my love for your poor love. My persistent cousin Sirius makes a delicious dessert?”

"Of course! But I still recommend that you wear a black suit when you confess your love." Narcissa ignored Lucius' dissatisfied look and looked at Sirius with a smile, "Severus likes black."

The smile on Sirius's face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

No, Severus didn't like black, he hated black.

Sirius watched Narcissa walk into the kitchen until her back was out of sight.

"Headmaster Dumbledore has carefully confirmed the Gryffindor sword. There are no traces of soul fragments attached to it." They took a moment to search for Hogwarts based on Slytherin's locket. On the treasures of the four founders.

According to Dumbledore's guess, Voldemort, a perfectionist who strictly controlled his thoughts, would definitely collect the relics of the four founders to make his Horcruxes.

"Hufflepuff's golden cup is most likely his Horcrux," Lucius rubbed his snake-headed wand, "It was a wedding gift given to Bellatrix by the Dark Lord when she got married."

Sirius rolled his eyes and took out a bottle of potion from his bag. Lucius narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his chin, "Polyjuice potion?"

"That's right, before I escaped from prison, I had a fight with that crazy woman Bella and grabbed a lot of her hair." Sirius smiled proudly with his big white teeth.

This Polyjuice Potion was given to him by Severus.

Lucius thought about the scene of a slovenly man fighting with a crazy woman, who specialized in picking out other people's hair.

Gee, it really doesn’t fit in with a Malfoy’s aesthetics.

"We'll take action tomorrow afternoon!" Sirius put the Polyjuice Potion back into his pocket.

"Why tomorrow afternoon?" Isn't this afternoon the right time?

"Oh! That's because I have to prepare for my meeting with Severus tomorrow morning! This time I plan to go to him with the blood voluntarily donated by the unicorn!"

"Severus will never refuse me!" Sirius hummed happily, he had already imagined the scene where his Severus would be moved.

Hey, who would say no to a bottle of unicorn blood?Lucius gave the smirking Sirius a look, and he was sure that not even the current Dark Lord could.