[HP] Lover

On the first day of the Christmas holiday, Ai Wen returned to the manor with a creamy yellow plush in his arms. The first thing he did when he returned was to go to his uncle's house to pick up his younger brother.

"Brother!" Idiel almost flew into Aiwen's arms, almost knocking Aiwen to the ground with such force.

"Dil, Merry Christmas!" Ivan also rubbed his younger brother's hair affectionately. Idier is Ivan's biological brother and Ivan's last blood relative in this world. Going to Hogwarts to go to school had no choice but to send Idyll to his uncle's house.

Idir's appearance is seven to eight points similar to Ivan's. Ivan's personality is gentle and introverted. Although he is a little lively in front of Draco, he is also a typical Hufflepuff. This can be seen from his appearance When it comes out, the soft and delicate lines make people feel comfortable at first glance, but Yidi is a typical Gryffindor character, optimistic and cheerful, but there is no such self-confidence in his brows, and there is a more restrained expression. At this time, he is Holding the corner of his brother's clothes and shaking them constantly, his pleading appearance was almost exactly the same as Ivan's, "Brother, I want a new robe."

Before Aiwen had time to answer, a porcelain cup rushed over from the other side, and flew straight at Aiwen's face. Idil's quick-sighted Aiwen pulled him aside, and the porcelain cup was too powerful and directly Idiel, who was smashed against the pillar, blushed and yelled at the direction where the porcelain cup flew: "Nivi, what are you doing!"

"I'm sorry, Brother Aiwen, are you not injured?" A boy with golden brown hair about the same age as Idiel came out of the hall and smiled at the two brothers. , the cup just now belonged to him, "I'm not yet 11 years old, the magic cycle is not perfect, and I often can't control the objects around me." After a pause, he blinked like a really naive and ignorant boy, although Talking to Aiwen, looking at Yidi's eyes is full of malice, "I have been very distressed, but Mom and Dad are very happy. After all, I am the heir of the Wilson family, which represents my pure blood and strong magic power ... I have always envied Brother Yidi, he has never had this trouble."

Idiel was used to his ridicule, so he didn't care about this verbal provocation. He held his brother's hand tightly, because at the moment Nivi said that sentence, Ivan's hand clenched tightly, The strong Yidi couldn't help crying out in pain.

Ai Wen took a deep breath and told himself that he could not tear himself apart from the branch family for the time being, and that his younger brother would still be at their house during school. On Wei's shoulder, his eyes instantly turned into pure, empty black. Aiwen pressed down on the struggling Nivi, and whispered in his ear, "The heir is good, and he has to be alive." Only the master of the house can do it..."

Nivi, who was still high-spirited just now, was terrified by Ivan's lifeless eyes staring at him, and shouted repeatedly into the inner hall. After a while, a thin and sharp lady ran out , as if he had just come out, smiled and said to Aiwen who had already walked back to Idir: "Is Aiwen here to pick Idir back to the manor? Why don't you tell your aunt, Nivi, hide behind me What are you doing, come out and have a few words with Brother Aiwen, you will be able to go to Hogwarts with Brother Aiwen when you are 11 years old, if you can be assigned to a college, I have to let Aiwen take care of you more. "

Nivi hid behind Mrs. Jenny and pulled her skirt, poked his head out and screamed, "I don't want Hufflepuffs who are all idiots, I want to go to Slytherin like my sister!"

"Niwei!" Jenny looked at her son harshly, and then talked to Ivan with a smile on her face. Aiwen didn't bother to look at her hypocrisy, and lowered his head to ask Yidi: "My brother just saved money recently. How about buying a new robe for Christmas? Think double breasted or tie..."

Jenny's smile froze on her face for a moment, and she didn't put it down until Ivan and Idiel left the living room, and the long face looked even more mean.

"Mom," Nivi looked at the door in panic, "He said that I would not be the head of the house, and his eyes changed. That must be a prophecy. He saw my future!"

"Niwei..." Jenny patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and nodded his forehead resentfully, "What are you afraid of, you and he both have the surname Wilson, and the relationship between you is much closer than others Just based on this, he doesn't have the guts to look at your future. Look at the trash Idir. His father used his blood power forcibly back then. The price he paid was his own life and the magic power of his descendants. Aiwen has no descendants. It won’t fall on Yidi again, and the next price might be his life.”

"Is Idiel really not going to recover? And Ivan, he..." Nivi asked again worriedly. He was told a long time ago that the future owner of the Wilson family must be him, if not Idir has no magic power, so the heir must not be him.

"Unless he can find a wizard with a purer bloodline than his..." Mrs. Jenny snorted coldly, apparently not planning to discuss this issue with Nevi. In her opinion, the master's family is already extremely weak and hopeless. The future owner must belong to Nivi.

"Mom," a tall girl walked in from the hall. She had obviously just returned from Hogwarts, and she was still wearing a wizard robe with the Slytherin mark on her body. "What are you talking about?"

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Ivan and Idir don't care about the calculation of Wilson's separation at all. The two brothers are happily trying on clothes in the Wilson Manor. Ivan keeps taking out some sweets and desserts from the suitcase. The green and green packages are all over the table.

"Brother, how did you save so much money?" Idiel asked strangely as he watched Ivan put all the loose change into a jar.

In fact, the two brothers have nothing but this manor that has been passed down from generation to generation. The Wilson family, which was very prosperous in the past, is now an ordinary wizard family. Only a few pure-blooded nobles know that theirs is not a secret. family characteristics.

Aiwen was not aggressive at all, but blushed, lowered his head and muttered: "Well, I have a friend to help make potions together, and I have also learned some advanced potions recently..." What should he say?It can't be said that my brother found a potion expert to be his boyfriend. The content of our date was to boil potions, and we saved a lot without knowing it.

"Brother, don't work too hard." Yidi picked up a piece of candy and dangled it in front of his eyes. He had no magic power since he was a child, and he couldn't learn potions. He didn't know much about this, so he didn't ask.

Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to give Idiel candies with great interest. These were all given to him by Draco, and Ivan left a few pieces of each for his brother.

"Brother," Idiel asked inarticulately with a piece of candy in his mouth, "Did you really see Nivi's future at Uncle's house just now?"

Ai Wen froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, I dare not, I lied to him."

"Will the war that Dad said really break out? Could it be V..."

"Idir!" Ivan suddenly interrupted his brother, frowning: "Don't say that name, and don't say anything about the prophecy, we are not members of the Trelawney family."

He paused, seeing that Idiel was still in a daze, Ivan gently stroked the velvet in his hand, but the palm-sized velvet made a comfortable whirring sound, which at least calmed him down A little bit, "I don't want to recall that day, although it is very repulsive, but I never doubt its authenticity, because you are part of the price."

After the holiday, Ivan sent the reluctant Idir to his uncle's house, packed up his things and went back to school.

Ivan and Draco haven't seen each other for a whole holiday, they can't wait to kiss together, Draco always likes to push Ivan against the wall, so that no matter what he wants to do, Ivan has nowhere to go escape.

"Wait... Draco." Ivan put his hands on Draco's chest, his thin eyebrows almost frowning together, "I have something very important to ask you."

"What?" Draco's expression was very bad, which could be called bad.

"Are you angry?" Ivan thumped in his heart, and asked cautiously. Since the Christmas holiday, Draco has always had this dark expression.

"They didn't remove the dementors," Draco buried his head in Ivan's shoulder, his voice muffled, "I'm sorry, I couldn't convince my father, he was busy with meetings all holiday, I didn't even see him one side."

"What does that matter?" Ivan breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he hugged the platinum head tightly, "It's fine if I don't get close to them, Draco, you Have you been angry about this for the past few days?"

"I'm just worried, what will you do if they break into the castle?" Draco scratched the bridge of Ivan's small nose affectionately, "Now I have found a solution."

"What?" "A spell, it's called the Patronus Charm. My dad started teaching me this spell after learning that there were dementors stationed at Hogwarts. When you really master it, you will get a Patronus, it will protect you, drive away dementors, and even kill them."

"You are amazing, Draco," Ivan never hesitated to praise when facing Draco. Sure enough, Draco lifted his chin triumphantly and hummed softly: "It's nothing at all."

In fact, Draco is not a good teacher, but he is doing his best to tell Ivan everything he knows about dementors and the Patronus Curse. He is more patient than ever, telling Ivan over and over again. demo.

"Expecto Patronum!" A slender hand held a wand and swiped across the air. Accompanied by a short and low sound of chanting, the tip of the wand burst out clusters of silver mist, and the mist increased one after another. A silver cobra made a hissing sound, slowly slid out of the mist, looked around, and passed in the direction of Ivan.

The silver-white snake body, which represents guardianship, adds a bit of harmlessness to the cobra itself. It wraps around Ivan's body in circles, and its intimacy is not at all like a ferocious and extremely poisonous snake.

The haunted man also raised his wand, but only a little silvery gas rose from the tip of his wand.

"It's too difficult——" Ivan slumped his shoulders and looked at Draco on the side. He didn't realize that his tone was acting like a baby, "I'm really stupid——"

"The patron saint needs a great foundation of magic, far more than ordinary wizards. It's great to be able to do this. Don't forget, you are only 12 years old. Aiwen." Draco waved his wand to let the The Patronus on the body disappeared, which was a very mana-consuming spell, especially the half-entity Patronus.

"I'm 13 years old, Draco. Tomorrow is my birthday." Ivan leaned on an abandoned table, and he was out of breath from long hours of magic practice, so he had to find a support.

Draco quickly walked over to replace the old desk. They are now in an abandoned classroom on the third floor of Hogwarts. The ignore spell at the door of the classroom will make the wizards who pass by subconsciously ignore it, so the two of them can Practice magic spells here without any scruples.

"But I really want to know what my patron saint is." Ivan fell into Draco's arms, fiddled with the wand with both hands, and waved it in the air from time to time, and some small stars would burst out from the tip of the wand.

"The Patronus is not static," Draco said, chasing the little stars with his wand intently, "My mother's Patronus used to be a Pomeranian cat, and after she fell in love with my father, it became a Pomeranian." White fox... I also really want to see your patron saint..."

"What?" Draco's last sentence was almost in his throat, and Ivan was so focused on the Patronus Charm that he couldn't hear it clearly.

"It's nothing," Draco smiled, and said to Ivan, "Do you want to try again?"

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