The time trajectory of HP

?Chapter 100

"It seems to make sense." The young Harry thought for a while, then looked at Ivor. "I won't become like him in the future, right? His face is so fierce, I wonder, is he brainwashed by Lucius? Why imitate his face?"

"Because he's an adult, an entrepreneur and a politician. Adults are like that. If you want to be a minister in the future, or help my family run a business, you will become like that," Ivor said.

"It's horrible. What I hate the most are those high-ranking Ministry of Magic officials who are always posing with their chins raised. Not every grown-up will become like that," Harry said.

"You mean Lupine, Sirius or someone like Ron's father? Are you sure Draco would like people like them?" Ivor looked at Harry and sneered.Sure enough, the young Harry had a bitter face, obviously frightened.He fell into thought again.A sad face.

"You mean, Draco will dislike me?"

"Draco dislikes ordinary people who have no ambition the most. He is obviously more interested in smart, handsome, successful and respectable people. You have to know that his aesthetics are relatively normal, so don't expect him to be interested The decadent uncle has a crush on him."

Hearing what Ivor said, the young Harry's brows were furrowed even tighter, and his face seemed to have made some important decision with a bitter face, and his eyes became firmer.

The two stared at each other for a while, then Harry said suddenly. "Hurry up and hide like a beetle. I want to lean over and listen to what they have to say."

"Better not. You will be found out," Ivor warned.

"I have an invisibility cloak, I just need to silence my footsteps so I won't be seen." Young Harry said confidently.

"You have to know that my father has been Aurora for nearly 20 years and it's not for nothing." Ivor said speechlessly.

"I know, I'll be careful. Change quickly, I'm going over." Young Harry urged, not paying attention to Ivor's warning.And Ivor, who had foreseen the consequences, sighed and turned into a golden beetle, lying on the grass.Harry, on the other hand, muted the sound of his footsteps and disappeared under the cloak.

The two people, who didn't seem to notice the movement nearby, continued to indulge in the strange pink atmosphere.Today is a rare sunny day. Ever since Voldemort was wiped out, even the heavens couldn't help celebrating, parting the heavy clouds and revealing the blue sky.Now the sun was setting to the west, and the beautiful sunset glow reddened the sky, and also dyed Draco's pale face red.Draco looked at his face a little shyly, he wouldn't tell Harry that his 30s looked just right for him.He thought about it and then said. "I've always been curious about one thing. Are you living in poverty?"

The middle-aged Harry looked at Draco suspiciously for a while before replying. "Of course not, why do you say that?"

"You didn't fool me, did you? Ivor looks very poor, and you only give him one Galleon a month. His room is like a mini storage room." Draco frowned, feeling sorry for his own imagination. Incredible.

"Sometimes he always exaggerates. He receives a lot of snacks every day, and Narcissa asks the elf to order new stationery every month, and his clothes are all personally selected by Narcissa. Yes, even though it's a portrait, she's a bit obsessed with it. The number of clothes in various styles is too much. I can't refuse. And Ivor has one, and Narcissa will have one for the twins, so three children In fact, there is no place to spend money. One Galleon is for them to go to Hogsmeade and drink some butter hops with their classmates. Moreover, the house was built by a designer I specially found. The space is enough. I am a high-ranking official and I have to entertain Guest, of course it can’t be bad. Although it’s a bit smaller compared to your castle.” The middle-aged Harry was really dumbfounded when he saw Draco’s imaginary picture.The house he built was definitely a grand country house.He understood the thoughts of Draco who had only lived in school dormitories and castles.

"Why don't you build a castle? You can just buy one." Draco was obviously not satisfied with the small house he imagined.

"The castle is really too big. I hope to see my family at home at any time. If I call, someone will answer me." Middle-aged Harry said.

"Not even house-elves?" Draco was even more dissatisfied with this.He couldn't imagine a wizarding family without elves.And a hostess who needs to maintain a delicate and elegant appearance cannot do housework.

"I can't help it. Once this kind of creature is bound to the family, their servility will be particularly thorough. If they are good to them, they will become hysterical. If they are almost to them, Hermione will start to talk again. I am almost bored to death." The middle-aged Harry said helplessly.

Draco shrugged, conceding Harry's statement.In her heart, she scorned Granger, no matter how clever she was with a Muggle mind, she would never understand some rules of the wizarding family.A wizard without a pixie is absolutely inferior.He thought to himself, Harry likes small houses, or will he live in small houses from now on?But mom and dad won't agree, so I have to find a way to ask for their permission.But the house couldn't be too small, and it had to have a big courtyard that could accommodate a Quidditch pitch.A medicine garden and laboratory can also be built.It's really nerve-wracking.

"I can't imagine that I won't be able to play Quidditch with my son in the future. You actually made him have a fear of heights. And turned into a ridiculous chipmunk hiding in Granger's robes." Thinking of this Draco made his stomach churn. I'm so angry, I was already very upset at being upstaged by Harry in the Quidditch match. If Ivor won him, he would get some comfort. He would feel proud and think in his heart, my son is better than blue He is better than his father in everything.It turned out that his son didn't like Quidditch at all.What a big joke.

"I have to apologize for this. At that time, my position was unstable and I had many enemies. I tried many methods, including witch doctors and Muggle doctors. Now he can go up the tower by himself without changing his face. It is a blessing among misfortunes. Maybe because he can't fly, he hates anything that has to do with flying."

"Well, after I give birth to him, I will never let him encounter this kind of thing again. He will definitely like Quidditch when he grows up. To be honest, I didn't know that I had this ability before. I searched the study room to find the book about my family lineage. I dare not ask my ancestors. They will definitely teach me for not paying attention to my lectures," Draco said.

The middle-aged Harry smiled and looked at Draco's pouting, and he suddenly raised his hand to touch Draco's right shoulder.

"Turn your head, there seems to be something on your neck."

As if there was something real, Draco felt his neck itch, and his body tensed up with tension.Turn your head to one side.The middle-aged Harry leaned forward to examine it carefully, and after a while, he patted it lightly.

"There's a little ant that's already been photographed," said the middle-aged Harry.

"Fortunately, they didn't bite me. Ants in the wizarding world are terrible." Draco was startled and shuddered.Hurry up and cover the itchy place just now.Rub vigorously.

"Don't listen to your dad about everything, although I admit he always has a point sometimes, but he doesn't like us together. Don't always think about the interests of the family, and you don't forget that the young me is also a part of you. You have to Count him in." The middle-aged Harry said, looking seriously at Draco's naturally indifferent gray-blue eyes.

"Of course you are a part of me. Whether my parents agree or not, I will never push you away from me." Draco said emotionally.He thought, he knew his feelings for Harry.The time from the initial good impression, to liking, to falling in love was not long, even short, he wanted to continue this relationship, he wanted to marry him, he wanted him to be a part of his family, to be A true family.

"In the end my parents accepted you, didn't they?" Draco continued.

"They didn't have it when they were alive, until it became a portrait, they barely accepted me, just because I was the only one Ivor relied on. I used to hate Lucius for being unreasonable, he was so cruel, but I couldn't help it. No respect for him, he gave me a lot of useful advice, taught me how to talk to those old antiques in the Ministry of Magic, taught me how to deal with some people who plotted against the law in the company, and a lot of messy interpersonal relationships. Until I talked to you all calmly After talking for a while, I realized that I became a person similar to him. This is too scary." The middle-aged Harry smiled wryly.He always thought that he was still the same as before. In fact, in the eyes of others, even in the eyes of his own son, he had already become an unkind, selfish and indifferent politician.He became like Lucius, loving very selfishly.He was always selfless to his family.But to outsiders, he does sometimes go too far.

"But I like you like this. I don't think there's anything wrong with you becoming like this. If you want to succeed, you must be ruthless. Anyone who is not ruthless and is too kind is incompetent." Draco took it for granted.

"It's best not to say this to the young me, he will think you are crazy." Middle-aged Harry said.

"He'll understand." Draco whispered, looking down at his fingers.

Unknowingly, the light in the courtyard had dimmed. The middle-aged Harry looked at his watch. He didn't expect the time to pass so quickly. It was already 05:30 for the dinner.

That was the end of his date with Draco.The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't let go, he looked at Draco's golden head.His eyes were a little dazed, and he couldn't help hugging the thin boy, sniffing deeply at his unique smell.Perhaps, this is really the last time to see him in real life.Of course middle-aged Harry wanted to attend his wedding to make up for his regrets in life, but that chance was so slim that it was almost impossible.

He couldn't bear to let go.

In order to avoid embarrassment for both of them, he still didn't dare to hug the boy for too long, so he let go of the boy. Draco's face was still slightly red, and he was not in a hurry to get out of Harry's embrace, but watched Harry's arms from a close distance. His face made middle-aged Harry, who hadn't blushed for many years, blush.He coughed lightly in embarrassment.Draco chuckled, but when Harry wanted to let him go, he leaned forward and kissed his slightly parted lips.

Not far away, Ivor, who was blushing and heartbeating, was jumping happily on the grass with his eight legs.Although I have seen young fathers kissing many times, it was the first time that my middle-aged father was kissed like an innocent teenager in love.However, the middle-aged Harry was not a vegetarian. He quickly reacted and hugged Draco's waist, deepening this meaningful 'kiss of time and space'.As a witness, Ivor watched it with gusto, and a certain young dad who has been petrified for a long time, just cry. He has warned you not to go there. The dad with rich experience and more sensitive nerves than ordinary people has already discovered that they are hiding aside. .

Ivor the Beetle watched silently after the kiss, and silently mourned for the young father. A green-looking hat was about to be put on his forehead.Draco proposed to have dinner together, but just as he moved, he stepped on a transparent object on the floor. He was taken aback for a moment, then squatted down to lift off the familiar invisibility cloak. Sure enough, there was a face lying on the ground The petrified savior, who kept an angry expression, had seen so many good shows, and was looking at Draco beseechingly with his wide green eyes.Draco blushed, not to mention the embarrassment on his face.He glared at the middle-aged Harry complainingly, and called out to Ivor, and Ivor turned back into a human form, looked at them with a smile, and secretly gave his father a thumbs up.

Draco undoes the Petrification Curse for young Harry.The young Harry immediately pulled Draco far away, his eyes were blazing with resentment, and he snorted heavily as if he wanted to burn his middle-aged self to death.The middle-aged Harry didn't change his face, he raised his chin a little arrogantly, and his fake smile gave people the illusion of a demonstration, which completely annoyed his young self.

☆, finale