[HP] Abu's Lucky Journey

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In the fairy tale "Harry Potter", Draco Malfoy is a very key figure.

He seems to be everywhere, full-time to find faults for the protagonist Harry, and he has been defeated repeatedly, adding a lot of fun to Harry's ups and downs in seven years of college life, and perfectly contributed to Harry's love for the protagonist. Slytherin's extreme dislike.

Simply put, where there is Harry, there is Draco - and where there is Draco, there is Harry.

So, when Draco was holding a half-bitten hazelnut chocolate to Neville to analyze that the memory ball was not his only choice, there was an exclamation from the door of the medical wing.Xiaolong Xiaopang and Ling Qi Qi looked over, and saw Ron covering his mouth, Harry and Hermione standing behind him, the three of them looked at the strange combination in the medical wing in shock.

"Merlin's stinky socks!" cried Ron. "Malfoy! What are you going to do to Neville?!"

do what?Isn't this eating chocolate?Draco stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, and replied angrily: "Weasel, can't you see it?"

When Ron wanted to say something, Harry and Hermione gave him a hand from left to right.The little witch looked at the cute little basket tied with a bow in Neville's arms, and at Draco who was sitting by the bed dangling his legs, and asked hesitantly. "Neville... Draco came to apologize to you?"

"Yeah?" Neville gave her a sweet smile smeared with chocolate sauce. "He also brought me chocolate, which was made by his mother, and it was delicious."

"Of course." Draco puffed out his chest proudly. "Tomorrow I'll bring you a little cake made by my mother. It's better than chocolate."

"Really?" Neville was moved.

"Of course." Draco had forgotten his reluctance for chocolate before.

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"Hmph!" Ron walked in unhappily. "Neville, I'll ask my mother to send me some cakes tomorrow, and I'll eat them for you then."

In terms of family background (?), he is actually Draco's destined enemy!

Draco grabbed Neville's hand. "Neville, you prefer my mother's craft, don't you?"

Ron sarcastically said, "No, Neville must prefer my mother's craft!"

“My mom makes better cakes!”

"My mom makes better cakes!"

……

Poor Neville had never encountered such a thing before, the mosquito coil was caught between the two of them, and he was at a loss.

Compared with showing off wealth, it is more direct for children to show off their parents.

Thinking of Draco opening and closing my dad, Abraxas couldn't help giggling.Turning his head, he found that Harry, who had retreated to the back at some point, had a strange expression on his face. Abraxas thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that the 11-year-old "savior" seemed to have lost his parents.

It's really pitiful, only Abraxas, who has no parents but whose family affection is over the top, sympathizes with him.Compared with being a savior, having both parents happy is the life an 11-year-old should have.

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"Okay, okay." Feeling that the boys' quarrel was too naive, Hermione stepped forward and stopped Ron. "Malfoy...uh, thank you for visiting Neville."

"Hmph!" Draco still wanted to be arrogant, but was poked by Abraxas in the back, and replied awkwardly. "...You're welcome, this is what I should do."

"Well, I mean, you're actually not that bad." As I said before, children's tempers come and go quickly, and Hermione felt that Draco was just too spoiled, just like a certain Like some little boys who come to her house for dental work.

"I'm not bad." Draco muttered softly.

Immediately, he blushed a little, raised his chin quickly, and handed the little basket to Hermione. "Well... let you eat a piece too, only this time, it's not an example."

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The Gryffindor trio shared a hunk of chocolate almonds.Mrs. Malfoy's craftsmanship is really worth mentioning. It matches the taste of her baby dragon, making it very sweet, exuding a strong milky fragrance, and has an endless aftertaste.

"Your mother's cooking is really delicious. My mother doesn't put much sugar in the biscuits. It's not sweet at all." The dentist's daughter's childhood wasn't sweet enough, Hermione sighed, and warned Neville like a little adult: "Pay attention to protecting your teeth and rinse your mouth on time, otherwise you will suffer from tooth decay." She has seen too much.

The little fat man held the sticky chocolate candy paper in a daze. "I, I know...Actually, at home, grandma doesn't allow me to eat too much."

"What's the matter, there are tooth health potions at home, it doesn't matter how much you take." Draco replied lazily.Although there are many places where wizards are inferior to Muggles, they are definitely far behind Muggles in terms of medical treatment.

He looked at Ron proudly again: "How about it, is it better than your mother's?"

Ron flushed.In all fairness, the desserts made by Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Malfoy have their own characteristics, but Mrs. Malfoy just makes a piece of chocolate, and the things added to it are not easy to explain. If it is compared to this, Mrs. Weasley is of course Nothing compares to her.

But the boy would never admit it.Ron said stiffly, "You'll know when you eat."

"Okay, I'll wait." Draco smiled with two small canine teeth.

"Harry, why don't you talk?" Hermione, who was still careful, noticed something was wrong with the little savior.Harry kept his head down, chewing the tiny piece of chocolate.Hearing Hermione's call, he raised his head and smiled at her.

"It's nothing, it's just... delicious."

He never ate anything his mother made.Maybe there was too, milk or something, but that... too long, too long, he was too young, too young... not even left any fragments that can provide memories.

And at the Dursleys' house, Aunt Petunia also made desserts, all kinds, biscuits, small cakes, candies, chocolates... But all of them went into the belly of her baby Dudley, as for Harry?Maybe a little bit of dregs when she's in a good mood.

Every child here can freely talk about family affairs, mother's good craftsmanship, father's warning, grandma's sternness... Only Harry can't say a word with his head down.

The black-haired boy put the last bite of chocolate into his mouth, and the smooth feeling melted in his mouth, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth, but a faint, lingering bitterness could still be felt on the tip of his tongue.

Even salty...

"God, Harry!" Hermione screamed. "Why are you crying?"

"Harry?" Ron was also stunned. "What's the matter with you? Don't you like chocolate?" If he hadn't been fine after eating, he would have suspected that Malfoy had tampered with the chocolate.

Neville looked at him nervously too.Only Draco was a little upset. Everyone was eating well and talking well about his mother, but something happened to Potter.

Maybe he did it on purpose, hum!Draco thought badly, but was patted lightly on the head.He raised his head slightly, and was looking at Abraxas with sympathetic eyes.

"I heard from the Hogwarts portrait that his parents are both dead, isn't it, how pitiful." The sympathetic old Mr. Malfoy put his grandson in his arms. "Don't bother him all the time in the future. If you lose your parents and grandpa, baby Xiaolong, what will you do... Uh, no, of course we will always be by your side."

Although he immediately changed his words and kissed Draco comfortingly several times, Draco felt an unspeakable fear just thinking about that possibility.He squeezed Abraxas's arm around him, and when he looked at Harry again, his eyes were different from before.

"Hey, Potter, these are for you." He pushed Abraxas away, and stuffed the basket containing two or three pieces of chocolate and his own handkerchief into Harry's arms. After thinking about it, it seemed to be a visit gift, turned to Neville and said, "I'll bring you a cake tomorrow."

Neville quickly shook his head: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's all for Harry!"

Harry looked at the platinum boy in front of him in shock, he never thought he would get... comfort from him?Noticing his gaze, Draco blushed and snorted. "I'm just... I'm just in a good mood today."

Harry sniffed, gave him a big smile, hugged the basket tightly in his arms, thinking: maybe Hermione is right, and Draco isn't that bad...

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