[HP] Snake

As soon as the words came out, not only the one beside him, but also the two on the opposite side all froze.

"Follow...follow...follow...stepfather?!"

Draco tremblingly stretched out a finger, pointing in the opposite direction of Riddle tremblingly, his lips that turned pale all of a sudden opened and closed, and he managed to catch his breath before he pronounced such a word.

Riddle, who was being pointed at, slowed down quickly. His originally delicate face evoked a wicked smile. With a stretch of his long arm, he wrapped his arms around Lucius' shoulder beside him, and he was already able to touch the real thing. He directly took Lucius into his arms.

"My dear future stepson, what Harry said is not wrong at all. I am indeed the Dark Lord and your future stepfather. You can call me father directly, and I don't mind at all."

Should I say, luckily I wasn't drinking water just now?

Before handing him over to Lucius, Riddle was still a proud and conceited young devil despite his downfall.

Why did he spend such a short time with Lucius, and he changed from the original aloof godfather attitude to a thick-skinned rascal lover...

"Riddle, I remember, you are Lucius' godfather, right?"

Glancing at Draco, who was completely darkened around him, he looked jokingly at the opposite Riddle, who raised one eyebrow and smiled wickedly.

"Harry, as I recall, Lucius' godfather's name was Lord Voldemort, and mine was Tom Riddle, wasn't it?"

Lucius on one side was a little stiff, but Riddle didn't care at all, the smile on his face didn't change at all, he raised his eyebrows, and directly held him tighter.

"It seems that you have already planned to abandon that name completely?"

Riddle nodded noncommittally as a response.

"Then I may assume that you have given up on that unrealistic ideal?"

"If you mean... I think so."

Suddenly, Lucius broke free from Riddle's arms, walked over, pulled Draco past me who was still stiff, and walked towards the desk on the other side.

Seeing the platinum father and son hiding aside and whispering something, the expressions of the two of them also changed from time to time, especially Draco, who almost stared out his beautiful gray-blue eyes.

Glancing at Riddle, who was also staring at the father and son on the opposite side, he found that his face turned black all of a sudden, his two fists clenched and then loosened, and he gritted his teeth for the last time, and went straight back to the place in Lucius's arms. inside the diary.

"Dad, he... he... is he in your body?!"

Draco was obviously very surprised by this, and exclaimed that he was said to have never called him by the title after he was four years old, and the whole person threw himself into Lucius' arms, stroking his chest.

puff--

I almost burst out laughing, Draco's words are really ambiguous...

"Long...Xiaolong...you...not...you listen to me..."

Lucius turned red all of a sudden, stopped Draco's movements in a hurry, and said stumblingly.

Fortunately, Draco has always listened to his father's words very much. He stopped immediately when he heard him say this, retracted his hands and stood back, his gray-blue eyes stared at Lucius eagerly, as if he was waiting for him explain.

After much difficulty, Lucius finally briefly explained what happened to Riddle, and even took out the very precious diary wrapped in the robe wrapped around his chest.

"Father, you mean...he...then...my mother?"

Draco obviously understood his father's cryptic explanation, and directly asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Xiaolong, I have roughly mentioned the divorce with Sissy." Lucius took Draco into his arms and said softly, "You know, between Sissy and I...don't worry, even if we leave After leaving the Malfoy family, Sissy will always be our family. Not only us, but she will also have her own happiness."

"I know."

Draco hugged Lucius back tightly, blinking hard, trying to blink away a trace of tears in his eyes.

However, Malfoy is Malfoy after all, Lucius and Draco quickly calmed down, regained their aristocratic reserved looks, and glared at me who was laughing here.

"I'm assuming, you've finished talking? Well, it's getting late, Draco, we need to go to our appointment. Keeping a lady like Pansy waiting is not what a gentleman should do, let alone a nobleman." .”

I reached out and swiped in the air, and a string of silver-green numbers quickly appeared. I raised my eyebrows and looked at Draco.

You know, keeping Pansy waiting, even for a second, she can't make it easier for us.

Pansy, definitely a standard Slytherin viper, holds more grudges than any other Slytherin.This can be clearly seen in Bryce.

"of course."

Draco looked at the string of numbers, his expression froze slightly, and he quickly straightened his robe, indicating that I could leave.

I smiled and stood up, walked over to where they were, and after slightly nodding with Lucius, I reached out and pressed the landscape portrait with Draco, and was pulled back again by the force of the pull. The original reception room.

There was no one in the reception room, I patted the nervous Draco on the shoulder lightly, and was satisfied that he quickly returned to normal, then walked out the door with him.

Going back to the shop in front, that Heather Zach Ryles was explaining a notebook that could automatically identify wrong words and grammar to several bright-eyed Ravenclaws. His expression was quite eager, as if he was afraid It's like other people don't buy his stuff.

He looks like this, no one can believe that he is the former head of a rigorous German nobleman who is over 100 years old...

"Boss Crick, I think the things we customized should have been completed?"

Draco raised one eyebrow, and said haughtily to Hitler Zach Ryles, who immediately put on a flattering smile.

"Of course." He took a few quick steps, and took out an exquisite wooden box from behind the counter, "Look, Master Malfoy's is made of light blue peacock feathers, and Mr. Slytherin's is made of dark green peacock feathers." Yes, they belong to the same adult female Biutelli peacock, they are perfect, guaranteed to work!"

Draco reached out and took out the one that belonged to him, playing with it carefully, looking satisfied.

I didn't go to get mine, but just glanced at the man holding the box.

"Very well, this is yours."

Draco put the quill back, took the box, took out a silver-green money bag, and threw it directly to the Hitler Zach Ryles who was pretending to be active, and pulled Then I went out.

"Thank you, Master Malfoy, for your generosity. Welcome to come again."

The moment I walked out of the door, I looked back at the man who was still in a half-bow posture, raised my chin, and deliberately made a gesture of "excuse me", and I found that the corners of his mouth froze very slightly.

Heather Zach Ryles, your acting skills are indeed great, but compared with the man with the most awkward mind and the toughest heart in the world, you are still far behind...

Severus, that's true flattery.

Don't look at him often showing an unbearable violent look when facing Dumbledore.The truth in that emotion, even if there are two points, is too much.

"...Ha...Harry..."

Draco awakened my wandering thoughts since I left the stationery store, I turned around and looked at him with some doubts.

"What, Draco?"

"Harry, what were you thinking just now? What's wrong with that...?"

He glanced in the direction of the stationery store and asked meaningfully.

"It's nothing, I just think it's a little strange. If you want to say that that person doesn't know what I know, my brain is really like a giant monster as Sif said."

Frowning, I am really not suitable for brainstorming and tricking with these people, just like what Salazar once said, I can still be regarded as a standard Slytherin in the chaotic period thousands of years ago, but now...

Well, what Salazar means is obvious, I'm not cunning enough, compared to these people who have grown up in the conspiracy pile.

"what do you mean……"

Draco frowned, obviously understanding what I meant.

"Now, it's just a matter of clarifying... But, of course, it's not up to me to clarify everything..."

Now that I know my abilities, I won't do unnecessary things.

Anyway, if all of this is really counted, it has nothing to do with me.

"Harry, you—"

Draco choked on my words the moment he opened his mouth.

"Dear Draco, I think we're really running out of time, look, Pansy and Bryce are already around the corner over there."

I pointed to where Pansy and the others were, and I saw Draco frowning and staring. Then I grabbed Draco's wrist and ran towards the restaurant.

Those things that still belong to the future are not what we should care about now, are they?

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Some West New Year's greetings ([-])

Moxie: Happy New Year~~~Professor McGonagall~~~

McGonagall: Miss, I'm still in a hurry to teach the students, please don't get in the way.

Something fell to the ground...

Professor: Ms. Jingxi, please don't lie in the middle of the road, I think I have to deduct twenty points from Gryffindor for your inappropriate behavior.

Meg: Hey!There was absolutely no way she was a Gryffindor, Severus!

Professor: No, Minerva, please believe me, she is definitely a stupid lion, there is no doubt about it!

Moxie: No, professor, if I were sorted, I would definitely be a Hufflepuff! ! !

Professor: Avada-Minerva, her opinion doesn't matter...