Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"Huh?" Sisley said confused.

"Well, if you don't like it, then don't make it up."

"Make it up if you like."

The two said at the same time.

"Then I? Made it up?" Ethan asked tentatively.

"Hmm." Sisley sat on the stool with his back to Ethan and said.

Twenty minutes later, at Malfoy Manor, a burst of emerald green fire suddenly burst out from the fireplace, and then Ethan walked out holding Sisley.

Narcissa looked at Sisley's strange silence, with a look of regret on her face.

Draco's face instantly turned red when he saw Sisley like this, but he still maintained a stiff poker face and said hello seriously.

"Draco, take Sisley around the manor." Old Malfoy said at the right time.

"Okay dad." Draco said seriously and took Sisley's sleeve and walked away until they passed a corner.

Sisley waved his hand and arranged a soundproof magic, rolled his eyes and said: "If you want to laugh, just laugh."

Draco shook his head seriously and said, "What are you laughing at?"

The corners of Sisley's eyes trembled, and he took a deep breath and said: "If you don't laugh now and can't help it in the future, I will hang you from the rafters, or let you play bungee jumping without ropes!"

"......Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Sisley, do you know what you look like now? Who dressed you up? Is it yourself? Or Uncle Thorne! It's really Bengbu Stop! You act like a little girl now!"

Sisley took a deep breath, gradually clenched his fists, and then hit Draco's chest with a deliberate punch.

"Ah! You are crazy! Didn't you make me laugh?" Draco got up and shouted in confusion.

"Aren't you not bungee jumping now?" Sisley said, rolling his eyes.

"So you can hit me?"

"Yes, yes! I was wrong. I promise not to hit you in the future!" Sisley said in a deep voice.

"I don't believe it!" Draco said suspiciously.

"You can't believe it!" Sisley grabbed Draco's collar and pushed him fiercely, then walked away without looking back.

Draco stood there sulking, but when he thought about going back later, when Sisley's upper lip touched his lower lip, he felt like leaving the [poor, weak and helpless] Sisley alone in the castle. , go and lead the bad guys in a cool way.

"Uh...this guy...hey! Wait!" Draco said and ran in the direction of Sisley.

Finally, Sisley was found looking at the murals in a long corridor.

"You're going so fast!" Draco said after catching up and taking a breath.

"Ah, are you so weak?" Sisley raised his eyebrows and teased.

Draco took a deep breath and started looking for a topic.

"The Bok family was really destroyed by you? Why?"

Sisley raised his eyebrows and finally said: "They are unlucky."

Draco was a little confused: "Unlucky? What's the reason?"

"That's the reason, they were unlucky, so they died."

"Did Uncle Thorne do it all? Or did you really do it?" Draco asked again.

"A man named Sikochibok, who should be Bojinbok's youngest son, was killed by me." Sisley suddenly thought of a way to play, and slowly turned back to look at Draco, with a gloomy expression on his face. Like dripping water, he looked at Draco indifferently.

"The black magic used is called Shen Feng Wu Ying. It can disembowel people, just like this..." As he spoke, the wand appeared in his hand without knowing when, emitting bursts of strange and cold gray-silver light.

"You...you...stop joking, do you think I will be...scared by you?" Draco took a step back unknowingly and said.

"Huh? When have I ever joked with you?" Sisley said with a raised eyebrow.

"Um... Dad!!! Sisley is going to kill me!!!" The next moment Draco ran away quickly, as if there was an indescribable terror behind him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, cowardly dragon." Sisley smacked his lips and followed.

Returning to the hall again, Ethan and the Malfoys were examining Draco, who was running towards him in a panic. The Malfoys were obviously a little embarrassed and looked at Draco helplessly, thinking about opening another one now. Possibility of trumpet.

At this time, Sisley appeared behind Draco unknowingly, grabbed Draco's shoulders, pulled the speechless Draco outside, and said with a smile: "I will follow you. Are you kidding me? Why are you running away! Keep talking!"

After leaving the hall, Draco's IQ seemed to have returned to a high level, and he said: "Stop joking like this in the future. It's very scary."

Sisley rolled his eyes and said: "Many people in the school are joking like this, why don't you see others being scared? After all, aren't you a coward?"

"Do you want to hear what you said? They were just joking, but you have already started to take action!" Draco said through gritted teeth.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Sisley curled his lips.

"Master Draco, Master Sisley, it's time to eat!" At this time, a sharp voice suddenly penetrated the ears of the two of them, but no figure appeared.

"???Your father really sent an elf here!" Draco said in surprise.

"If it wasn't a new one you got, it probably is." Sisley raised an eyebrow and said.

The two people who came to the restaurant found their seats and sat down.

Sisley, on the other hand, looked at the glass of wine in front of him with cold eyes.

"This wine feels different from the last time I drank it. It doesn't taste like wine at all. I shouldn't be drunk, right?" Thinking like this, Sisley picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

then...

Bang!

"Well... I'll take him to the room..." Sisley only heard Draco's voice at the end, and then he completely lost consciousness.

Draco opened the door to the room, and behind him was Sisley, who was mumbling in a daze.

With a wave of his magic wand, Sisley was thrown onto the bed with a bang, and he was so confused that he didn't know what to say.

Draco also coaxed and sat on the bed, pinched Sisley's face and yelled: "You are very powerful! Hit me? Are you scaring me? You are invisible to me?"

But soon Draco still felt very uncomfortable like this. He took a deep breath and started to unbutton Sisley's shirt... [Don't think too much, I only unbuttoned one button. 】

He pulled the shirt into wrinkles and lifted the collar, revealing his fair skin and collarbone.

At this time, Sisley probably felt his eyes were dazzled, so he raised his arm to cover his eyes. With this small movement, Draco was so frightened that Draco turned over and fell to the floor, feeling indescribable fear.

After a while, after realizing that Sisley had made no other movements, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat up. Looking at Sisley who was lying on the bed looking weak, pitiful and helpless, he smiled stubbornly and picked up the Christmas tree. I don’t know who sent me a magic camera.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of the magic camera shutter could be heard.

.........

night...

Ethan brought the confused Sisley back home, and Draco also packed his luggage and sent the drunken photos of Sisley and a random essay to a person in the Daily Prophet by owl. A tile similar to a universal wall.

Strictly speaking, this section is an advertising space, so even if you are looking for revenge, you will not be able to find the Daily Prophet. After all, the publisher has written on the section. If you are looking for trouble, go to the publisher.

Draco breathed a sigh of relief after getting everything done. He carried the huge suitcase and shouted downstairs: "Dad, I'm not going to spend this vacation in the country! I'm going to Klum's house in Hans' country!" They wrote to invite me during the holidays!"

Poor Draco...

[Sometimes I feel perverted when I read the plots I write. How perverted are you when you read the books I write (manual funny)]