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

"Did you notice that when Lycoris was sparring with Malfoy, her attacks were much harsher than when she was sparring with the two of us?" Pansy sat on the soft cushion on the ground and turned to ask Nott, who was resting next to her.

"Did you also notice?" Nott looked at the two people on the training ground in front of him, peeling an orange and answered Pansy's question just now, "It feels like Malfoy has offended Licoris somewhere."

It must be said that Nott's observation skills are very keen. He could see that Licoris was merciless to Draco, and he also guessed the reason.

"Hiss, it hurts!" Malfoy covered his face with his left hand and looked at Lycoris sadly.

After a ball hit Malfoy, it fell to the ground in a parabola shape and rolled forward.

The ball was not dodged again.

"Not coming! Not coming! I'm going to rest!" Malfoy shouted to rest, but did not go to sit in the rest area.

The ball flew straight towards his face, and the corner of his mouth hurt so much - he must have been injured. Malfoy felt that there was no way he was in such pain without bruises.

"Can't you avoid it? Do you have to use your face to catch the ball?" Lycoris pinched her fingers with each other and moved her wrist joints. "Show me the ability of the gold medal chaser. Let's continue... !”

Malfoy decided to take action. There's no rule in agility training that you can't fight back, right?

He took out the hawthorn wand from the inside of his plain robe, and the 10-inch-long wand turned at his fingertips. When it finally stopped, the tip of the wand was pointed at Lycoris.

Malfoy pointed to the ball that had just hit him on the ground and recited the movement spell, "Lootor Charm".

The manipulated ball flew up and spun towards Licoris at high speed.

Licoris dodged, raised her wand and pointed at the basketball basket not far away, "Oppugno".

Thousands of bullets are fired, which can summon inanimate objects to attack people within the range, and can also summon living creatures to attack.

Licoris used a whole basket of balls to hit Malfoy, manipulating them to hit him from all directions.

"Is she serious?" Pansy looked at Nott in shock, pointing to a bunch of balls floating in the air, "Wasn't it just a ball training agility? Suddenly upgraded to hell mode?"

"It's probably a personal grudge." Nott fed the orange slice into his mouth and watched Malfoy awkwardly dodge the ball with his arms hanging.

The oranges feel even sweeter.

"Do you want to go to dinner?" Pansy took out her watch and checked the time. It was time to go to the auditorium.

After training all morning, I was hungry.

"I think she hasn't beaten Draco enough, why don't we bring it to Lycoris and Draco to eat." Nott felt that this "agility training" wouldn't be finished for a while.

"Okay, thank you." Licoris heard the two people talking and waved.

"I'm going to eat, I'm not coming!" Malfoy said, but was stopped by a beech wand.

The boy watched Pansy and Nott walk away. Aren't you waiting for me?

After a long time, the two people lay on the soft cushions.

"You...what happened to you today?" Malfoy felt that he was exhausted, lying on the ground panting and looking at her.

"What did you say to my dad?" Licoris turned to look at him.

He must have said what happened about Boggart: he was present and had a good relationship with his father, and he also liked the phrase "I want to tell my dad."

Licoris trusted her feelings.

It makes sense for Malfoy to tell his dad everything, and tell my dad about me.

"I told the Dean that your Boggart was an 'incident', a glass wall, and a ferocious-looking python." Malfoy thought, recalling what happened that night in his mind, "I also told the Dean My reasoning: If you are afraid of this thing, either you have been bitten or someone you know has been bitten. You just don’t know if it is the past or the future. Shouldn’t you tell your dad?”

He was so confident that Licoris almost laughed in anger.

Yeah, boggarts are no big deal.

But the thing I fear is the future.

Fortunately, I didn't wait until the moment I was most afraid of seeing appeared, and I had already made it disappear.

Licoris can guarantee that if Malfoy sees everything.

From Dumbledore in the headmaster's office to the house elves in the kitchen, from the Forbidden Forest to the Black Lake.

Every creature counts as one.

As long as there is a living person in Hogwarts who doesn't know that his father was bitten to death by a giant python, it's because he didn't notify him in place.

"Is there a possibility that I don't want my dad to know?" Lycoris turned over and lay on the soft cushion, cupped her chin and looked at Malfoy, and asked sincerely, "Have you considered this situation?"

"Why can't the dean know?" Malfoy imitated her and turned over, lying on the soft cushion.

His slender fingers poked the soft cushion with the hawthorn wand, watching as it was poked into small holes, and then slowly recovered.

Did he mess up Licoris' matter?

Seeing Malfoy lowering his eyes and playing with his wand without saying a word, Lycoris felt that maybe she was really too conceited.

He trusted his father, Lucius Malfoy, and felt that his father was the most powerful person. When something happens, my first thought is to ask my father for help.

I also know the abilities of my father, Severus Snape, and I am not bragging. My father is stronger than Malfoy's father - in every aspect.

But when I encounter something, what I think about is: How am I going to solve it.

It seems that I naturally do not have the ability to ask others for help, for fear of causing trouble to others.

"Maybe you are right." Licoris seemed to have lost her strength and lay on her back on the soft cushion. "I should tell my father."

"Did the Headmaster scold you? Did he hit you with his wand?" Malfoy twirled his wand and then dropped it on the cushion.

"What if one day you find out that your father is not omnipotent?" Lycoris picked up Malfoy's hawthorn wand. It was shorter than her own beech wand, and it was easier to spin around.

Malfoy watched Lycoris twirling her wand without taking it.

“My dad just can do anything.”

Malfoy took hold of the beech wand in Lycoris's hand and tugged on it, and she let go.

You spin it with mine, and I'll take your wand.

He really couldn't accept anything bad about Lucius.

The five fingers of Lycoris's right hand quickly turned Malfoy's wand quickly, in the same posture as turning a pen.

Her mood was complicated, and the things she planned to keep secret were exposed by him, but her father comforted himself.

But there will still be uneasiness.

I still have to trust my dad more, he can do it, he can stay with me for a long time.

Malfoy watched her quietly twirling his wand without knowing what to think, then cast a spell and hit her with a ball.

"what are you doing?"

"You hurt me, take responsibility."