[HP] Liar

Chap.18

Viola had thought that Malfoy would quickly lose interest in her after that night, and that she would be able to get her life back on track once again.

But it turns out——her idea was still too naive.

Because the next afternoon, as she was walking absent-mindedly down the hallway back from the Great Hall to the Ravenclaw schoolhouse, she quite "coincidentally" bumped into an exasperated Draco Malfoy himself is on.

"Clivet——" Malfoy folded his hands on his chest, raised his chin arrogantly, looked at her coldly with a pair of silver-gray eyes, and said to her in an orderly tone, "Now, come with me. "

Viola froze in place on the spot, and didn't say anything for a moment.

"What?" He asked back with some dissatisfaction, "Are you like that Weasley, because you have been with the lunatic for a long time, so you have become mentally handicapped?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't pay attention to whether Viola agreed to his request, and with a straight face, he stretched out his hand and dragged her into a dark corner, and then mercilessly threw her in the cold and cold place. And hard marble walls.

"It hurts..." Viola felt that tears were about to flow from the pain, and she couldn't help but said pitifully.

"Now you know it hurts?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows gleefully. "I think I really underestimated you, Clearwater. I really didn't expect that you would have the guts to refuse a Malfoy request—"

While Draco was questioning her, Viola only knew how to hang her head timidly, and only after Draco's anger was almost vented by him, she opened her mouth cautiously.

"I...I didn't mean to."

"It wasn't intentional?" Draco obviously didn't want to believe her nonsense, "Are you going to tell me——Brace didn't convey my meaning to you? And you think, between you and Blaise, Who will I choose to believe?"

"No—it's not like that, sir," replied Viola tremblingly, in a trembling voice, "Mr. Zabini did give me the note."

Draco frowned with interest, "And then?"

"Then... I hesitated."

"Oh, that really surprises me!"

"But the reason for my hesitation is not because I don't want to see you, sir." Viola raised her head, her light green eyes looked extremely sincere, and even Draco couldn't help but began to doubt that she At this moment, is it true that you are not justifying your own behavior?

"Because...some dangerous things have happened recently." Viola added in a low voice, "I think you have heard of it, sir? Katie Bell, a Chaser in Gryffindor, Was attacked in Hogsmeade before."

Draco fell silent for a moment.

It's just that Viola didn't realize the strange look on Draco's face, and just continued to explain: "That's why I'm worried—what if that note wasn't written by you, sir? What if people want to treat me like Bell? After all... my background is actually not as good as Bell's."

After Viola's voice fell, Draco did not reply immediately.

It's been a long time.

"Then now—" he stared thoughtfully at Viola's fair cheeks, and the secret sweat beads covered with them, "you now know that this is indeed my own request. "

"..."

"So now, come with me to the Room of Requirement immediately."

Before Viola could express his opinion on his decision, he gave Viola his orders without hesitation like a commander.

Viola didn't understand, why would Draco Malfoy want her to go to the Room of Requirement with him?

But when she actually came to the Room of Requirement, she quickly got the answer she wanted.

"Sit down, Clearwater."

Draco first sat down gracefully on a dark green soft leather sofa in the house, and then acted like a proud house owner, pointing to a picture in front of him that was placed in front of the drawing board chair.

"..." Viola was speechless for a moment, so she obediently obeyed his words and sat in front of him.

She looked around quietly, but she didn't expect the surrounding environment to be so familiar to her—because this is the studio she conceived by herself, and it is also the place where she usually paints.

Why on earth had Malfoy brought her to this place?

"Why haven't you been here in a while, Clearwater?"

After asking this question, Draco snapped his fingers leisurely, and in the next second, a cup of exquisite porcelain filled with hot black tea appeared in front of Draco in an instant.

Viola opened her eyes slightly, as if she was very curious about the trick that Draco had just performed.

After Draco finished enjoying his black tea leisurely, Viola lowered her voice and asked, "What exactly do you want me to do, Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco's silver-gray eyes flicked to her quickly.

"You still have not answered my question."

"I... the portrait I painted for Davis is actually finished."

"What about the other paintings?" Draco raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, "Are you going to tell me - you don't plan to continue painting from now on?"

After hearing this, Viola had no choice but to give a weak "Oh", and then lied without blushing and heartbeat: "Recently... I have too much homework, so I don't have the heart to take this matter into consideration."

In fact, the truth of the matter is not the case at all.She, Viola Clearwater, was the least worried person in Ravenclaw House.

She didn't come to the Room of Requirement simply because Harry and Luna's speculations about Malfoy bothered her.

After all, she and Malfoy didn't know each other very well.And she, in fact, never really knew Draco Malfoy.

It's just that Viola would never tell Malfoy himself unreservedly, other than whispering a few words in her heart.After all, although her grades are not good, she is really not what Malfoy said - she is mentally handicapped!

She simply has no talent in learning!

To her surprise, Draco seemed to believe her words. He did not continue to ask why Viola was absent, but calmly stood up from the sofa, and then walked straight to the center of the room at the long table.

On that long table, there were three oil paintings inlaid with delicate wooden frames.

"Brace's birthday is coming up," Draco said suddenly.

……Oh I got it.

It turned out that Zabini's birthday was approaching.

But—wait, what does this have to do with her?

Just as Viola was staring at Malfoy's slender back in a daze, Malfoy suddenly turned around with a smirk, "Do you want me to invite you here, Miss Clearwater?"

Viola curled her lips, she didn't want to believe that this Draco Malfoy was sincerely using honorifics to her.

So, before Malfoy's patience was exhausted by her, she had no choice but to bow her head and come to Draco Malfoy's side without saying a word.

Viola quickly recognized the three paintings on the table.They are - Monet's "Sunrise Impression", Cézanne's "Mont Saint-Victor" and Van Gogh's "The Raven".

Compared with the first painting, the emotions shown in the latter two paintings are obviously stronger.Because Claude Monet is the main representative of Impressionism, the style presented in his works is naturally hard to ignore the difference from Cézanne and Van Gogh of Post-Impressionism.Monet was good at expressing changes in light and shadow, while Cézanne and Van Gogh preferred to use bright and exaggerated colors to express emotions.If Monet's works are demure and elegant, then Van Gogh's works are undoubtedly warm and bold.

Most girls prefer Monet, no... Even for boys, many people will prefer Monet's works.

"These three paintings should be imitations, right?"

As soon as Viola asked this question, she immediately regretted it.Because the answer to this question is obvious - no matter how rich the Malfoy family is, he probably doesn't have the ability to obtain these priceless treasures.

Draco snorted softly after hearing this, and his tone seemed a little disdainful, "It's just a Muggle trick, what's the difference between genuine and imitation? You Muggles, even if you can barely draw some beautiful paintings, But it's still a dry, static image. If it weren't for Blaise's interest in these things, I wouldn't bother to learn about Muggles!"

Perhaps Draco didn't expect that his words would anger the submissive Viola Clearwater.

"You—how can you say that?" Viola looked offended, "Since you despise our Muggle works, then we won't bother you, Mr. Malfoy! Because you don't You don't deserve to know them!"

At that time, even Viola herself did not expect that she would have the courage to say such things to Malfoy!

Draco was obviously surprised by Viola's reaction. When Viola turned around angrily and walked towards the door, he just stared blankly at her receding figure and fell silent. I didn't speak for a long time.

But Draco finally reacted.

"You," he raised his eyebrows angrily before Viola left the Room of Requirement, "how dare you?! You're just a—"

"Yes, you're right, I'm a Mudblood!" Viola turned her head and made a face at him brazenly, "So please Malfoy for the nonsense that I, a 'Mudblood', Please don't take it to heart, sir!"