(HP doujin) [HP] Linkos Ramirez

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This question can have many meanings, but Linkos just smiled: "Maybe only the dean knows this."

"..." Pansy thought of her own Professor Snape, completely lost her thoughts about Linkos, and waved her hand, "Then goodbye, Miss Ramirez."

"Goodbye."

Watching Pansy walk towards Blaise, and the two of them leaving together, Linkos hooked the corners of his mouth, turned around and pushed the door in, to visit Master Malfoy who was "seriously injured and lying in bed".

Hearing someone coming in, Draco, who was lying on the bed so bored, looked over immediately, but curled his lips when he saw Linkos, and continued to look back at the chessboard on the bed, directing his pieces Take action and punch the opponent hard.

"It seems that Mr. Malfoy doesn't want to see me." Linkos smiled and walked to the bed, not approaching.

Draco didn't even raise his eyelids: "Since Senior Ramirez also communicated with my father, don't you think Mr. Malfoy's name is easy to confuse?"

"Then...Little Mr. Malfoy?" Linkos was surprised to find that Draco would be so kind. Although his tone was weird, it still couldn't conceal the fact that he was not confrontational or sarcastic.

"..." Draco's face contorted for a moment, and then he showed a very hypocritical smile, just like his father, "Maybe you can call me Master Malfoy."

Linkos looked very calm, without Draco's expected anger, instead he pushed back the sentence indifferently: "I'm not interested in becoming a house-elf of the Malfoy family, although the Malfoy family is interested in elves The elves seem to be more—forgiving." She didn't mind stabbing back, and was not surprised to see Draco fail to control his expression again.

Before Draco got angry, Linkos quickly changed the topic: "I just came to tell you that your father has left Hogwarts, and Madam Pomfrey can heal within 24 hours no matter how serious the injury is." complete."

Draco's exaggeratedly bandaged hand twitched slightly.

He frowned and looked at Linkos, and then looked at his chessboard again: "Does Senior Ramirez want to talk about the situation of Slytherin and the cultivation of nobles again?"

This was exactly what Linkos had said to him when he had gone to talk to Linkos alone before - for what she had said in the hall, the senior Slytherin group.

He admitted that he was irrational in the face of Potter, and Merlin knew that anger overwhelmed him when he saw the ungrateful savior who had rejected a hand from Malfoy's depths at the beginning of school.But he didn't agree with Linkos' words that "Slytherin put himself on the opposite side too early".Look at that savior Potter, what does he have?

However, when Draco clearly pointed this out, Linkos did not launch a struggle as he wished, so that conversation became a fruitless conversation.It made Draco think about those every now and then, especially when he was bored.

Also like, now.

"I met Miss Granger today." Linkos suddenly said something that seemed completely irrelevant.

Draco stared at her questioningly, frowning.

"Miss Granger is as diligent as ever, and even the two friends who accompany her carry the books she never leaves with." Lynx turned her head and looked out the window.From this place, you can see the Black Lake of Hogwarts, and further away is the Forbidden Forest.

The weather is just right now, the black lake is sparkling, and students in twos and threes can be seen on the lawn by the lake.Because the school regulations clearly prohibit it, there is no one on the side near the forbidden forest, and even the grass seems denser.The big trees in the Forbidden Forest block most of the sunlight, like a dark green line completely separated from the lawn.

But... what is that?Linkos blinked, and there seemed to be something shaking in the shadow of the Forbidden Forest.

"So, Ramirez-senpai mentioned that mud—" Draco dragged his voice, showing his impatience, but was interrupted by Linkos' sideways glance, the gray-green eyes probably Because of the color, it's a bit hazy, not as clear as Potter's green eyes, but looking at it makes people feel distanced and inexplicably shivering.

In the end, Draco cleared his throat and turned his head: "What does the bitch wizard want to express?"

"Little Mr. Malfoy, do you know the grades of the previous Malfoys when they were studying at Hogwarts?" Linkos asked back, and Draco's expression was instantly dull.

Linkos, who bid farewell to Draco and left the medical wing at the end, kept his usual indifferent expression, but knew that there was a trace of happiness in his heart.

The tinge of pleasure came from the look on young Mr Malfoy's face, which he had definitely not seen in the previous two years.

"I'm sure little Mr. Malfoy will have a good afternoon (in non-English)." She whispered along the corridor to the Slytherin lounge.

In a picture frame she passed, two gentlemen looked at each other: "Hey bro, did you understand what she said?"

"Oh sure, but Merlin told me not to tell any fool."

Then the two gentlemen wrestled together, swearing like "fool" and "liar" without caring about their decent attire, until the fat peasant woman with the big kettle in the portrait next door couldn't stand it and came over to fill the whole kettle. It fell on the two heads.

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