[HP] Liar

Chap.36

"What are you doing?"

When Draco asked this question, Viola was just about to pick up the carving knife in her hand.She froze for a moment, looked down at the engravings on the table, organized her words, and explained: "I'm drawing engravings, because I haven't practiced engravings for a long time. I'm afraid to continue like this, I It will gradually fade away.”

For those who paint for a long time, more frequent practice is very important.As a person who has studied painting for more than ten years, Viola also understands this very clearly.

Although during this time, in order to find time to date Draco, Viola had sacrificed a lot of time she used to spend on painting.

"Engraving?" Draco stared at the carving knife in Viola's hand in confusion and raised his eyebrows, "Is it like we wizards engraving seals?"

"Not exactly," said Viola, "engraving seals...maybe it is indeed a kind of engraving, but what I am painting now is another kind of engraving..."

As Viola spoke, she gently covered the uneven lines covered by the plastic plate with her palm.

"Using a carving knife to carve out depressions on the original flat wooden board, then roll a layer of ink, and finally cover the board with paper - this traditional print is letterpress. And like me now, relying on applying paint on the board An engraving made from the part carved with a carving knife—it’s called an intaglio.”

Draco glanced at Viola's engraving with a complicated expression, and saw that there were traces drawn with pencils on it, and that was probably the sketch she had prepared for this "engraving".

Truth be told, Draco Malfoy had never cared about anything about Muggle drawings before.For him, the only things that could be called paintings - only portraits of the wizarding world.

And most of them are traditional oil paintings.

As for the eccentric "works of art" created by Muggles, he had neither the interest nor the ability to appreciate them.

Until he met Viola Clearwater.

A silly girl who is willing to waste her studies that should be treated well for the sake of painting.

"You're doing this now," Draco couldn't help but said quietly, thinking of this, "what's the point? After you graduate from Hogwarts, you won't be able to rely on your three-legged cat's painting skills to make money , it is even more impossible to gain a foothold in the magic world.”

After hearing this, Viola looked at her boyfriend in surprise, her light green eyes blinked vigorously.

"I don't do these things now so that I can benefit from them later, I just do them because they are a hobby of mine and they make me happy."

"Happy?" Draco disapproved, "while earning a few 'P's for it - are you going to tell me that being a Ravenclaw puts yourself Your grades are worse than even Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, is this also one of your hobbies?"

"..." Viola was speechless for a moment, because she knew that part of what Draco said was indeed an irrefutable fact, but after thinking for a while, she still replied stiffly, "Okay Well, maybe my grades were a little low, but I don't have the gift of learning—it's not my fault."

"No talent for learning?" Draco sneered contemptuously, then folded his arms and looked at her condescendingly, "It's not that you don't have the talent for learning, Clearwater. You're just avoiding."

"I didn't escape, and I tried my best, you have to believe me." Viola retorted, "But...there was no result after trying hard—"

"So you just don't work hard?" Draco asked coldly.

Viola did not answer.

"You are already in the fifth grade, Miss Clearwater." Seeing this, Draco stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the table in front of Viola with the back of his hand, "I don't think I need to remind you, you I also know the importance of the OWLs exam. What's more, I know that your sister once received a perfect report card, which at least proves that although your family's pedigree is not very good, there is absolutely no problem with your IQ."

After hearing this, Viola couldn't help muttering in her heart: She said she didn't know Penello before, but when it came time to preach, she brought out her sister again.

She felt now that Draco Malfoy was more and more like his parents.

That kind of mother-in-law and mother-in-law who loves to preach.

"But...you have to start and finish things, don't you?" Viola looked at her boyfriend pitifully, "Well, so I want to finish this painting first tonight, is that okay?"

Draco raised one eye, and the tone of reply was extremely cold: "At most half an hour, half an hour later - you must open your Potions textbook for me."

"One hour?" Viola was still struggling, "I will try to finish drawing it within an hour."

"No," Draco said firmly, "half an hour at most."

Seeing that Draco had no intention of giving in to herself at all, Viola had no choice but to protest softly: "But, if I can't finish it tonight, then even if I open the Potions textbook afterwards, I won't be able to concentrate on it." educational."

"Fine," Draco immediately glanced at her coldly after hearing this, and seemed to be somewhat helpless while being disappointed, "You won, Clearwater, please allow me to pay tribute to your family— You're a real 'mud won't support a wall'."

In fact, Viola didn't like such comments, and she didn't want such bad comments to come from people she liked.

She knew that Draco was doing it for her own good—at least, he was thinking and worrying about her future from her perspective, which made Viola feel very relieved.It's just that she has heard similar words like this countless times from her parents and Penello, so her ears are almost growing calluses.

But...she didn't want to disappoint Draco either.

She also wanted to do her best to be Draco's pride.

"Well," Viola suggested suddenly, "my engraving work will be finished soon, but the coloring part may take some thought and time. But if you are willing to help me choose paints and coloring, When the two of us work together, the efficiency will increase a lot—so I can finish this painting in half an hour."

After that, if Draco needed her to go over her Potions lessons right under his nose, she could be as willing as he wanted her to be.

Draco bit his lower lip, thought for a moment, and at the same time couldn't stop glancing in the direction of Viola's engraving.I saw that the carved board was already covered with complex and prosperous patterns, and these intertwined lines connected and twisted——finally entangled into the appearance of a towering tree.Viola did not realistically process the leaves into real shapes in real life, but filled the part where the leaves are with abstract symbols and lines, making the whole painting seem paradoxical yet extraordinarily novel.

"This painting, what name do you plan to give it?" At this moment, Draco suddenly asked.

Viola was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Big tree? Apple tree?"

"Bad taste," Draco remarked, "I mean your taste in names."

Viola pouted. "Then what do you think it should be called?"

"The sacred tree." Draco replied after thinking for a moment.

Viola made a "wow" mouth shape, and said with emotion: "Holy tree? I like this name."

Well, I have to admit that Draco's taste in naming names is indeed much more advanced than hers, compared to the names he came up with just now.

"What color did you intend to paint the leaves?"

"Light blue? Lake green?" Viola was obviously not sure, "If it were you, what color would you choose?"

"Dark green, dark blue, and khaki." Draco said decisively, "Your leaf patterns are too complicated. If you choose lighter colors such as light blue or lake green, it will inevitably be unable to support your painting. Isn't it the visual impact that the black lines of the tree bring to people? What's more-if I'm not wrong, your trunk will choose a dark tone color such as brown or brown, and if you really do It’s just that people’s eyes are drawn to the tree trunk, which ultimately leads to an upside-down effect.”

Viola opened her mouth in surprise and blinked her eyes.

"I, I didn't expect you to..."

"Art is interlinked, Clearwater." Draco said flatly, "Whether it's portraits of wizards, oil paintings of Muggles, or other paintings - people tend to resonate with beautiful things. "

After finishing speaking, he picked up an oil paintbrush placed by Viola's side, took up a bit of dark green oil paint, and said, "Hurry up, Krivat. You know, I'm not a patient person." people."

……

When the engraving finally appeared on the drawing paper unharmed, Viola breathed a sigh of relief.

Surprisingly, the painting she and Draco had finished together looked surprisingly good.

"The next step is signing..." Viola wrote two names at the bottom of the drawing paper as she spoke.

Viola Clearwater & Draco Malfoy

After finishing writing, a strange feeling rose in Viola's heart.The Muggle surname "Clivet" and the pure-blood surname "Malfoy" seem a little funny together.I am afraid that apart from herself and Draco, few people in Hogwarts would be willing to believe that she and Draco completed this painting together, right?

Because Draco was never willing to announce their relationship to the crowd.

never.

"What's the matter with you?" Draco quickly noticed the strange expression on Viola's face, "Is there anything else you are not satisfied with?"

"No." Viola shook her head, "I'm very happy, really." Then, she carefully picked up the print and handed it to Draco, "Here you are." She said.

Draco was slightly taken aback, and after he realized it, he said, "So you and I haggled for a long time, and finally you want to give me this painting?"

"I just wanted to give it to someone I valued a lot."

After hearing this, Draco's face changed first, but he soon noticed something, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Viola with disdain and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say, Clearwater?"

"It's nothing." Viola was a little dubious, "I just want to tell you, I know your difficulties... You probably don't want people in Slytherin to look at you with colored glasses, especially when—— After what happened to your family. I can understand, Draco, really. Even if no one in this world knows the story between us except the two of us, I won't be overly sad. Because as long as I can spend a period of time with you... even if it is a short pleasant time, I still feel very happy and satisfied."

"Clivet." Draco finally fully understood Viola's meaning. Yes, although he has been dating this pimply girl on and off during this period of time, he has never told anyone about it. people.

Viola was right that he did care what other people thought.He was also afraid that others would look down on him because of his relationship with Viola.

But more important... was his relationship with the Dark Lord.

He is a Malfoy. Since the moment Lucius Malfoy chose to serve the Dark Lord, he has parted ways with Potter and other "righteous people".For his family, for his father, he had to choose to join the Dark Lord's camp, and only in this way can the Malfoy family gain a glimmer of hope to regain their glory, and Lucius can regain his freedom in life.

And what about Viola?What about this girl whose pedigree is destined to be rejected by pure-blood families, supporters of the Dark Lord and others?

What would Lucius and the Dark Lord do if they found out about her existence?

The answer is obvious.

And she couldn't possibly survive.

Thinking of this, Draco let out a long sigh, and said with a little helplessness: "As long as you understand what I mean, Viola."

Seeing that Draco had no intention of defending himself, Viola couldn't tell whether she felt sad or more fortunate.

When she first fell in love with Draco, Viola never expected what would happen between them.Even if "something happened" to them now, she never expected any good "future" between them.

Blood discrimination in the wizarding world still exists, and in some families, this discrimination is even still deeply rooted, and the Malfoy family is one of them.

As a wizard from a Muggle family, in the eyes of Draco's parents - she is absolutely not qualified to be the mistress of Malfoy Manor.

So, all this time, Viola had been thinking that even if they both had to break up sooner or later-it wouldn't be a big deal to her.It is enough that they have ever liked each other with all their hearts and with absolute sincerity.

However, are the two of them really absolutely honest?

"Draco, I have a question to ask you." Just as the two fell silent, Viola said suddenly.

"what?"

"You..." She took a deep breath, her face suddenly turned pale due to nervousness, but her green eyes still looked at Draco's face without any scruples, "It's really a death eater. Christian?"