HP monster

"Young master, take a look at me." The little nobleman has never paid attention to me since he was tricked by me. He just regarded me as air. It was quite interesting to watch at the beginning, and he can still be funny when he is fine. He, but something's not quite right over time... I'll have to rely on him to get out of the Malfoys' house.

"Now you want to drive me away, and I really want to leave too. After all, we are in the same camp. It's okay to say something."

The little noble still wrote and drew with a quill pen, but it was not as natural as before. I saw that the two lines he wrote in a hurry were crossed out by him again.

This can be regarded as progress.

The first step in the negotiation is to overcome his psychological tower defense, now you just need to work harder and say a few more words...

"Okay, cooperate."

The effect is remarkable. I have succeeded without adding oil or vinegar.

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Carefully locked the door, the little nobleman and I moved a small table in the middle, and the two of us sat on one side.

"Have you got the Portkey?" I hadn't forgotten how I got here.

He shook his head and looked at me with disgust: "Of course my door key is used to go home. You can probably teleport from the bedroom to the living room after using it."

"Forget it..." I sighed, "The Floo network that won't be discovered by your father?"

"No."

"Hager's style motorcycle?"

The little nobleman froze: "How could there be!!"

"Okay, okay, I'll just ask." I spread my hands at him.

"Hey," he looked at me with a strange expression, and suddenly became coy.

"how?"

He dawdled for a long time looking around, and finally said, "I came up with an idea... If you promise not to come to my house to bother me again, I will help you as hard as I can."

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"Are you sure this can really hold me?!" I looked at the toy broom in my hand in shock, which was half the size of an ordinary broom.

"Don't underestimate it, I can sit on it and fly up to now! Me!..." The little noble's face turned red, he accidentally revealed something in this sentence... I wanted to laugh at first Come on, I'm not too embarrassed to continue seeing him like this, so I accompany him to pretend to study the broom.

It still looks scary though.

I doubt if I can control this... small broom with my poor skills.

"Your expression is disgusting, just laugh if you want!" The little noble was furious, "I don't care!!"

"Okay, don't be angry, what should I do next?"

He still had a dark face, listened to my words, and reluctantly said: "You can fly south on a broom for about two hours, and you can walk out of the area of ​​Malfoy's house, and you can call the Knight Bus from there... How dare you Break it and try it!! If the broom is not still in the school, you think I will give you this?!"

I quickly persuaded him with nice words, and promised to mail him the broom as soon as I found a place to live.

"You are not allowed to mail it to school!!"

I stepped on the toy broom and flew here and there with great effort, and I could hear the little nobleman's exhortations from afar.

I couldn't help laughing out loud, I let go of my courage and turned around and shouted at him: "Got it, Draco!!"

I didn't have time to pay attention to whether he was getting angry again because of this name. I controlled the broom that almost threw me on the ground, and adjusted it for a while before allowing him to fly normally.

The feeling of regaining freedom is different. I was already in the air, and even after controlling the speed and direction, I tried to let go of my arms, facing the wind, and roaring into the endless fields.

It's an experience I've never had before, it's amazing.

Next time, I must find a better scene, and ride a broom with Harry to play.

"Harry - I'm back! -"

Not only the fields, but in the future, in the future, we can go to farther places.

Just riding a broom, two people together.

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When the Knight Bus stopped, I was so disgusted that I couldn't even spit out the acid water. The bitter feeling was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't get up or down.

With the broom in hand, I declined Stan Sampak's offer of another cup of hot cocoa, and I staggered out of the car and bumped into someone in a daze.

"Ah... sorry, sorry." Shaking my head, I apologized and wanted to go in another direction, but I heard a damn familiar voice: "All petrified!"

Frozen in place, a sullen Lucius Malfoy appeared in my vision.

"It's really amazing." This was probably one of the few times when his voice barely fluctuated, "You escaped and used Xiaolong..."

He suddenly closed his eyes tightly, as if he was enduring something, but he didn't say anything after all.

It's still the same ring as last time.

It's just that Big Malfoy's attitude was much worse this time, he stuffed it a little bluntly, he didn't know what was restraining him, and he knew from his expression that if possible, he would definitely turn the ring into a curse, It fell hard on my face... I just got into that crazy vortex again with the nausea brought by the knight bus.

I guess if it wasn't for the petrification spell that kept me from opening my mouth, I would have spit it out.

"How could you..." As soon as the spell was lifted, I bowed down unbearably. I wanted to argue with the great nobles like I did many times before to win my due rights, although I never succeeded... …But halfway through the conversation, I suddenly heard Draco moaning desperately.

Turning around in disbelief, I saw Xiaolong curled up on the ground with a pale face, his body twitching irregularly.

"You're back..."

Voldemort was there too.

He was in the box not far from Draco, and the box was tightly covered with a layer of black cloth. If I hadn't heard his hoarse voice coming from inside, I would never have thought that a generation of demon kings would be reduced to such a point.

"Why did you punish Draco! It's me who wants to leave!" I immediately understood what was going on... and because of this, I couldn't forgive myself, and I could only yell at the box angrily.

"He's helping you escape, isn't he?" The voice in the box was unusually slow, and he felt much better than when I saw him last time, but he still panted heavily after saying a word.And now I hate his ugly and cruel voice so much.

"It's all my fault!!" I looked at Draco, almost suffocating with sadness, "It's all my idea, you put me under house arrest, and I want to be free, I want to be quick Go back to school and escape from here quickly! Why don't you punish me?!"

I heard his laugh.

Broken, coughing and wheezing laughter.

"why……"

I heard him repeat in a low voice,

"Because you are my son."

Because you are my son.

Such a sentence, how much I looked forward to it in the past, and now I,

...that's how much I hate it.

The painful voice of the little nobleman was like an invisible hand clamping my heart fiercely. His voice was still very immature. Even though he and Harry had constant wars on weekdays, he was still full of milk. He didn't want to cry, and the sound he made was like steel thorns piercing me.

Blood dripping.

"Please let Draco go..." The soul seemed to be peeling off, I could only talk to the soul in the box intuitively, "No more, I will be obedient from now on, please let him go ..."

I heard my voice gradually becoming ethereal.

Also like the monster that lost its soul, it became hollow.

"Draco is a kid, he can't take this anymore...please..."

The old monster started laughing again: "Lucius, did you hear that? The master asked you to let Draco go."

Lucius almost cast a spell on Draco with trembling hands... His hands were shaking so violently that he could hardly even hold the cane, and he seemed to be using great control to keep himself from jumping immediately Go up and hold your precious son in your arms.

"I remember it all." The old monster's voice was amplified a lot, and he gave an order that made me sick to the core, "How respectful you are to me, you must respect the young master from now on...and the young master...my son, just Just listen to me obediently."

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The old monster was sent back by Lucius again, and Draco was just brought back to the room by Narcissa crying, and now only Lucius and I are left in the hall.

I stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do next.

In fact, I don’t need to think about it, I guess my future life—at least when the old monster is still there, all I need to do is to be obedient.

...just be obedient.

Lucius' face suddenly approached, he lowered his body little by little, leaned closer to my ear, and said in a low voice: "I will never forget that you once let a Malfoy use it on your son. Cruciatus...young master."

"I'm sorry!" I said eagerly, trying to relieve the guilt in my heart through these. These guilts have weighed on me so much that I can't breathe. Now I can see Draco's pale face hurting as long as I close my eyes. Twitching, "I don't know, I don't know him... I'm really sorry, can I, can I go and see Draco?"

"I thought Xiaolong would not want to see you." Lucius sneered, "What he needs now is rest, what do you think? Of course, I must obey the young master's order, then..."

"No, no need!!"

I took a few steps back in a panic, I was terrified of his appearance, I would rather he was yelling at me now, or because the old monster had already left, he immediately gave me a heart attack, to save my son revenge.

I'd rather be like this.

"I want to apologize, to Xiaolong, and to you, it's my fault, it's all because of me... I just want to see how Xiaolong is doing now, is there any better..."

Lucius also took two steps back, with a sneer still on the corner of his mouth: "Then I should really thank you for Xiaolong."

He turned around and strode away.

His cane struck the floor, once and for all, making a dull sound of slapping, as if hitting my heart every time.

In the future, what should I do...

What the hell should I do, Harry...

The author has something to say:

Let’s talk about the plot first. A certain star asked Dikas to leave the plot for a period of time, so as not to keep walking the original work and bring everyone back to the small details. In this way, it’s better to hold the original book and read it again “_” This is not a temporary decision. When this article was conceived, the plot of this paragraph has already been considered, so you don’t have to worry about the plot jumping too hastily. A certain star has been working hard to make this article more complete and the story better. reasonable.

Then there is the problem of Parseltongue... Xing Xing was so nervous. When I wrote it, I didn't expect that everyone's reaction to this problem would be so big...

Let me ask for opinions here. Girls who strongly request to change this stalk, please reply to the essence comment and tell me before tomorrow-no need to open another comment. If there are more than five people, a certain star will find a way to change it, and change the previous chapter , or arrange an opportunity later so that Dikas can regain this skill.

the last!Thank you very much for the cover that Jiyou helped to make, it is very beautiful!We don't have to run naked anymore haha