HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Licoris looked at the sky, ready to wait for him to speak first.

I was pulled out to chat in the middle of the night, and I didn’t know what to say.

"Looking at the scenery in front of you, what do you think of?" Draco Malfoy deliberately hinted at what happened last year, hoping to stir up conversation and continue the conversation.

But Lycoris didn't give him this chance. She looked at the sky above her head and said, "I feel like the night sky is like black velvet with a handful of beautiful diamonds sprinkled on it."

Draco couldn't answer this. What he wanted to talk about wasn't jewelry at all!

What he wanted to talk about was something that had bothered him for a long time, but he found that he was so bothered that the owner of the matter didn't seem to mind.

"What do you care?" Malfoy asked this question, leaving Licoris stunned for a moment.

"How do you say this properly? Do you want to discuss life with me at night? What do I care about? Why do you care?" Licoris raised her eyebrows and continued to look at the sky.

"Everyone cares, how could you not?" Malfoy had no intention of letting her go through with it.

"Everyone cares about something, so what do you care about?" Licoris was suddenly curious about the world in his eyes.

What does he care about? What should he care about?

Anyway, the night is long, so let’s chat casually.

"Me?" Malfoy didn't know why this topic was brought to him again.

But he knew that if he wanted to get the answer from her mouth, no matter what the answer was, he had to make her satisfied with his answer first, "Of course I care about the Malfoy family, and my parents."

The answer that came out of my mouth was really not surprising.

"Hmm..." Malfoy thought for a moment and continued, "I also care about whether Slytherin wins the Academy Cup and whether we win the Quidditch championship."

"It would be great if all the grades were like the second grade." Malfoy imitated Licris, leaning on his hands and looking up at the sky. "I led everyone to win the Gryffindor Quidditch match." , you led everyone to win the Gryffindor House Cup."

How dare you think, you really dare to think.

Dumbledore was about to rip off his beard when he heard this. Where is the reputation of my savior? Divided between you two?

"Hehehe, that's not necessarily the case." Lycoris couldn't help but laugh at her own imagination, "Dumbledore will definitely give Gryffindor points again."

"Yes." Malfoy was confused by her smile. After hearing what she said, he thought of how Dumbledore, a first-year and second-year student, tried his best to give points to Gryffindor. "He will definitely give points to Gryffindor." Hundreds and hundreds more bonus points.”

So angry!

Listening to the breathing of the person next to her getting heavier, she felt that he was angrier than herself, so Licoris stopped being angry and said, "You should try your best to win Quidditch. I can't guarantee that I can still earn 500 points in my third year."

This time it was a bonus for holding Old Bee up. After he returned, he might not let himself refine the potion and leave the matter to his father.

Lycoris thought about how to get her father to refuse.

It's really not easy for her to refine so many potions for only 500 points. It's so boring.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to catch the Golden Snitch." Malfoy thought for a moment and felt that he couldn't make her work so hard. After all, he still had to take care of her as a follower.

The sudden assurance startled Liklis. After hearing what he said clearly, she nodded, "Okay, I will cheer you on with everyone."

"Now it's your turn to say, what do you care?" The answer Malfoy wanted to find out was that he had to know.

"Dad." Lycoris said one word.

"What?" Malfoy didn't understand.

"I said I care about my father, Severus Snape." Lycoris felt like she was playing truth or dare with him. There was only truth and no dare.

"Apart from the dean, is there no one or thing you care about?" Malfoy turned to look at the girl beside him. What he actually wanted to ask more was, what do you think of me?

After being together for so long, Malfoy also observed one thing: Licoris seems to be more tolerant of herself than others.

I told her twice that we should break off our relationship, but her attitude towards me was still the same as at the beginning.

Why does this kid speak so tactfully today? Did he have anything to ask? Why didn't he just ask? It's not at all in line with his usual character of asking questions when he doesn't understand something, asking questions even if he can't figure it out, breaking the casserole and asking questions to the end.

"What...what do you want to know?" Lycoris looked at Malfoy, who was obviously hesitant, and coaxed him to speak, "It doesn't matter if you tell me, there are only two of us now anyway."

"What do you think of me?" Malfoy finally asked, and after he said it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that she clearly didn't understand, Malfoy explained, "I find that you seem to treat me better than others."

Especially because he broke into the men's dormitory at night and took him to the secret room for his own health.

Since Malfoy's physical recovery, his thinking has become sharper. He was obviously not as useful as Pansy at that time. The basilisk himself did not make any contribution and even received a basilisk gift package.

"You know? I thought you couldn't tell?" Lycoris smiled when she saw his confused look.

"Don't you mind if I told you twice about breaking up our relationship?" Malfoy brought himself in, and he would definitely ignore that person.

"That's because you agreed, but I didn't." Only if I decide to break up the relationship, then that's the real breakup.

Licolis prefers to have the initiative herself. In her opinion, his reasons for breaking up the relationship are nothing.

Malfoy understood what she meant, "You mean it requires mutual consent?"

"No," Licoris smiled, "Only if I say 'broken', then it is broken."

She is so arrogant, Malfoy's eyes widened.

"As for what you said about you..." Lycoris was pleased by his shocked expression and smiled, "A child with a unicorn hair wand core."

What's the answer?

Malfoy frowned, "There are many people who use unicorn hair wand cores, and you are not the same age as me, why am I a child?"

This is like him, he insists on asking for clarification.

"I'm half a year older than you, just call me sister and I'll explain." Licoris teased the child in a good mood while smelling the fragrance of flowers from the garden.

"You, you, you, it's impossible." How dare she call him sister? Malfoy was so shocked that he stuttered.

"Sister, I'm going to bed. You won't grow taller if you sleep late!" Licoris got up and went back to her room, and stopped teasing the frantic child.

"You can't grow taller!" Malfoy was anxious. She actually said that she was short. Why was she so short?

I'm going to refine the magic potion to grow taller right now, and you actually said I'm short?