[hp] Pure White Age

Min said she had just started dating Ravenclaw's Michael Kerner this term.

[Nothing, Mom. said George.

[We mean we are all happy that Harry is coming. ] Fred added.

Mrs. Weasley turned back in satisfaction. [That's it, Hermione will come too. ] She said triumphantly, as if she was already planning how to fatten Harry and Hermione during the summer vacation.Harry heard Ron giggling in his ears, and the red-haired boy looked at him happily, and Harry felt the snow in his heart slowly thawing. 【That would be great. ] he smiled at Mrs Weasley.

After the final grades were announced, the school entered a state of preparing for the holiday.This Triwizard Tournament left many students with lingering fears, but fortunately, both players are recovering gradually.Madam Pomfrey and Snape were busy concocting a potion for Cedric. After further examination, they both believed that Cedric might stand up again.Everything is developing for the better, and the darkness penetrates into the innocent campus for a short time, and then dissipates without a trace as the summer comes.

Just the night before the students left the school, Dumbledore's "old friend" Moody came to visit him, and brought a pale young man in a black cloak.The whole thing was kept under wraps by Dumbledore because it was against the rules to rush people to Hogwarts before the Ministry of Magic.Even Harry only learned what had happened from Dumbledore before boarding the train the next day.

[It was Barty Crouch Jr. who killed his father himself, and he admitted it very readily. ] Dumbledore said, 【Not long after Voldemort killed Bertha Jorkins, he controlled Barty Crouch at home with the Imperius Curse.Crouch broke through the shackles of the Imperius Curse on the eve of the final. He wanted to come to Hogwarts to tell me about the conspiracy of Voldemort and his son, but was discovered by Krum's son. 】

[Why didn't Barty Crouch Jr. die back then? ] Harry asked hoarsely.

Dumbledore was silent for a while and said: [His mother replaced him with Polyjuice Potion.Later, his father put him under house arrest at home, and he didn't find a chance to escape until the Quidditch World Cup during the summer vacation, and launched the Dark Mark into the sky.Voldemort probably didn't expect the young man to be such a loyal follower of his. 】He raised his wand: 【Do you want to see the scene when we interrogated him? 】

Harry hesitated for a moment, then nodded.Dumbledore raised his wand to his forehead, pulled out a strand of silver memory, and dropped it into the Pensieve.Harry bent down, his vision gradually became clear, and he saw a young man smiling maniacally in the middle of this office.

【I killed him. ] He said with a trembling voice, but it was not because of fear but excitement, 【I, like the Dark Lord, both had terrible fathers and killed them with my own hands!To ensure that the dark devil is in power! ...When I finally returned to the team, the Dark Lord was very surprised. He couldn't find a more loyal follower than me, so he immediately decided to entrust this important task to me...Compared to me, those scumbags are nothing True Death Eaters! 】

[That's why you fired the Dark Mark and created panic at the Quidditch World Cup. ] Dumbledore's calm voice floated in the air.

【That's right, I will never let any Death Eater go free! 】Crouch grinned his teeth, as if he wanted to tear those who betrayed Voldemort to pieces.

[This is also my goal. ] Dumbledore said jokingly. [So, you won't tell us his plan? 】

Crouch stared at Dumbledore with fishlike eyes.After a long time, he raised his head high: 【The Dark Lord's plan is far beyond your comprehension. ] Despite what he said, his fear of Dumbledore was still revealed in his eyes.

Dumbledore doesn't seem to be fighting. [It is indeed a grand plan, and it is indeed difficult to comprehend, but I believe that justice will always make progress.After all, he rarely has a "real" Death Eater like you around him, does he? 】

Harry didn't miss the weird smile that flickered across Crouch's mouth. [He must really want to tell Dumbledore that now Voldemort has an extra right-hand man. ] At this moment, an important memory flashed into Harry's consciousness. He suppressed his excitement and continued to read.

[Is this all right?He hasn't said anything yet. ] Moody said viciously, 【I have plenty of means to make him talk. 】

[No need, Moody. ] Dumbledore left his seat and turned his back, 【Send him to the Ministry of Magic, I think Azkaban and Soul Eater are his best destinations. 】

The picture faded away, and Harry suddenly raised his head: [I remembered, "crack"!The young Death Eater said that "this space rift won't last long", what he possesses is the ability to manipulate time and space rifts!After they took my blood, they wanted to use the instability of the crack to kill me, but I escaped, it was the soul of my parents who saved me...]

……

【...Harry, what happened next? ] Hermione asked anxiously, the endless fields outside the car window were rapidly retreating. [What did Dumbledore say? 】

[He said it was very helpful. 】Harry shrugged,【Then I came out. 】

【Do you think we still need to investigate that necklace? 】Hermione looked at the two friends hesitantly, 【Before the necklace was stolen, it was with Dumbledore. If he thought there was a problem, he should have taken action long ago. 】

[Don't forget what Sirius said, only the Black family or people gifted by the Black family can see the necklace. 】Harry put forward his point of view,【When the necklace was stored in Hogwarts, its owner was not Dumbledore, so Dumbledore could not study it well. 】Harry noticed that Ron on the side frowned, and reminded: 【You once wore that necklace, if you think of anything, remember to tell us. ] Ron nodded slowly.Harry didn't want to make his first day of holiday too dull, so next, he turned to a lighter topic.

They got off at King's Cross station and said their goodbyes after an appointment with Hermione for her visit to the Burrow.Harry happily got into Mr. Weasley's Muggle car.By the time they all returned to the Burrow, it was already dark.The children yelled and packed their luggage, and Mrs. Weasley's kitchen smelled fragrant.

[Oh yes, Harry. ] Ron said while changing his pajamas, 【The letter and gift on the first layer of my luggage was asked by Lucian to give you, I almost forgot it! 】

The Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students left early the morning after the finals.What Hermione didn't get in time from Krum, Harry got it from Lucian.

【He wanted to come to see you, but you were still awake and they left in a hurry. 】Ron didn't forget to remind him before running downstairs,【He said it was a lot of trouble, take it apart and have a look? 】

Harry, alone in the room, opened the gift box.Ron was right, it was a delicate gift.An enchanted, animated Norwegian Ridgeback emblem.In front of Hagrid's hut on the morning of the finals, Harry told Lucian about Norbert, but he wasn't sure he had described him in detail - the dragon on the badge looked too much like Norbert.Considering Lucian didn't know magic, he must have spent more energy than Harry could have imagined preparing this gift, which made Harry feel a little guilty.

He put the badge into his box, opened the heavy envelope, and several black and white printing papers of different sizes fell out of the envelope.

Harry picked them up and opened his eyes wide.

Those were all reports about him.Everything—whether it's serious 80s "savior" news or the latest gossip from the Daily Prophet, it's all here.

Harry opened the card in confusion. Compared with the previous "surprise", the content of the letter was much more concise:

Dear Harry:

Can I say that you were the one who walked me through when I thought I was worthless - even though you didn't know it?I'm glad I came to Hogwarts because you're better than I thought, and I'm here for you.

Yours sincerely Lucian

Harry put down the letter and sat on the edge of the bed for a while.Then he flipped through the newspaper clippings at hand, packed them carefully, and went downstairs.

[Today's pie baked wonderfully. ] Mrs. Weasley said as she put the dishes on the table. [She says that every time. ] Ron whispered to Harry's ear. [But her pie is really delicious. ] Harry responded, making Mrs. Weasley elated.

This is the busiest and happiest dinner this semester.There was only a bit of emotion during the discussion of Cedric and Quidditch, but the rest of the time was fantastic, with Mrs Weasley even allowing Ginny to have some beer at the table.

[Mom, don't rush to clean up, okay? ] At the end of dinner, Ron said suddenly.Perhaps because of the alcohol, his ears were a little red, and his lake blue eyes were bright.

【What's wrong? ] Mrs. Weasley sat down curiously.Harry didn't realize it until Ron took his hand.

[I'm with Harry, Mom, and Dad.We are no longer friends, we like each other. 】

Something exploded inside Harry.The twins started cheering and banging on the table, Ginny blushed and smiled, Mr and Mrs Weasley froze, Mrs Weasley rubbed the tableside sauce all over her clothes.

After a while, she asked slowly: 【You... like each other? 】

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and he saw a determination in those eyes that he had never felt before. [Yes, Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, I like Ron very much, very much. 】

There was another moment of silence in the dining room, and the Weasleys exchanged glances. 【So...】 Arthur blinked, 【When are you going to have a good chat with us about this matter? 】

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. 【Tomorrow, okay? ] Ron said, 【We're all tired tonight. 】

【ha!You took time for me and your mother to catch your breath, didn't you? ] Arthur murmured and nodded, 【Okay kids, next is free time...Who wants to relive the 91 Quidditch World Cup with me? 】

By the time the whole family watched Bulgaria's perfect goal together, it was already very late. [Is it a little sudden? 】Ron said while brushing his teeth, 【If they don't talk, they won't be able to sleep tonight. 】

[One day we have to say, and one day they will not be able to sleep. 】Harry leaned against the door and smiled, 【I just didn't expect it to be you...】

[Of course it has to be me.What are you thinking, Harry?Those are my parents. 】Ron spit out the foam in his mouth and laughed, 【So, can the story of that day be changed? 】

[I don't remember what happened. ] Harry blinked.As the breeze blew through the window, he leaned forward, smelling the scent of peppermint in the boy's mouth. 【I want to kiss you. 】 He whispered.

It was the best day Harry ever had.

☆、Chapter83 memory fragments (2)

【What are you doing? 】

Draco covered the book he was reading seemingly inadvertently. 【nothing.Where are you going? 】

[As if you care. ] The dark-skinned boy shot back, his face showing his usual arrogance.He took the Potions textbook from the drawer, stuffed it into his bag, and hurried back again. "You don't have to hide from me," he said as he reached the door, "I know what you're reading. 】

[Then you don't need to ask. ] Draco pointed this out just in time.He was sinking into one soft armchair, with his feet on the back of another.The wind blew the pages of the book under his sleeves, and he simply opened it again, facing those long and narrow eyes provocatively.The owner of the eyes turned and left without saying a word, looking a little hurt. 【That's good, I won anyway. ] Draco thought, but he knew he was upset.

It had been a long time since Draco had spoken to Blaise, or had any interaction that suggested friendship.He remembered that when they were first assigned to this dormitory, Blaise would silently lock his personal belongings in a drawer, much to the distaste of Crabbe and Goyle (if Mrs. Zabini's homemade pastries were not delicious , they don't pay attention to it at all).But Blaise was nice to him and Pansy, really nice, and all the grades had known over time how hard it was to please this lonely boy, and Malfoy and Parkinson were the only people he'd befriend.

This friendship became blurred after the Quidditch society was created, for one simple reason - Blaise didn't join the society.At first Draco didn't understand that Blaise hated blood traitors and Muggles as much as the other purebloods in Slytherin, but then he discovered that his friend had a bad opinion of the Dark Lord and Death Eaters as well.A week ago, the other's taunts about his father's ostracism among the Death Eaters had finally irritated him, and if he hadn't been mentally weakened by the necklace, he might have punched his nose crookedly - so far, the friendship that was in name only Completely discontinued.

Draco lowered his head. "Instructions for the Use of Ancient Magic Items" was spread out on his lap, exuding the rotten smell of old books.For weeks, he had sacrificed all his free time in the Restricted Section in order to get and destroy the "Messenger of Justice" before he could, and now he was about to complete the task assigned by his father, only a simple flame spell was missing.

But he didn't do that.He began to read it, secretly hoping to finish it by the deadline set by his father.Although he knew very well that he was only the temporary owner of the necklace.If the plan goes well, the Dark Lord will soon usher in a new life, and the most loyal Death Eaters will successfully escape from Azkaban.At that point, the necklace would return to the Dark Lord's neck. [This necklace needs to constantly absorb the spiritual power of the wizard. ] His father once told him, 【You just need to...wear it and do nothing!When the Dark Lord regains his strength, he will want it back.Before he does this, don't act rashly... otherwise you will harm yourself...]

In the first few months of becoming the owner of the necklace, he followed his father's advice and did nothing.Even so, the situation was bad enough, he was dizzy, had nightmares, and even had temporary amnesia, standing in a certain place but forgetting how he got here.His body was getting weaker day by day, and he had to rely on Professor Snape's potion to maintain his superficial normality. At the same time, the light of the necklace became more and more dazzling and beautiful.In this pain, Draco understood why the Dark Lord appointed him to be the owner of the necklace: he was young and had enough spirit to drink, but lacked the wisdom and ability to study the necklace.In addition, his father failed to hold his ground in the last battle, which was an opportunity to make up for his mistakes and a punishment.

He had to make up for his father's mistakes, even his father said so.Every night when he couldn't sleep because of the pain, he would think of his father's back.The blond hair was withered behind the man, and he buried his face deep in his palms, his back bent forward, as if waiting sadly for the fatal blow from the things that shattered his pride.When Draco thought of this, he couldn't restrain his anger: what did his father do wrong?Trying to keep his name alive after the Dark Lord disappeared?That's exactly what a Malfoy should do, isn't it?But of course he won't confide his true thoughts to anyone, not even his closest relatives.

A sense of powerlessness haunted him, and the only resistance he could seem to be to read the book—carefully, without missing a word—he had to find out the necklace that everyone, even the Dark Lord, had kept secret. What's the use, even if it takes too much energy.

He did investigate some interesting things, too.Draco locked the book in the drawer and walked out of the dark bedroom.It was the evening rest time, and the Gryffindor students had just finished flying lessons and were walking over from the pasture.Through the window in front of the auditorium, he quickly found three parallel figures: the savior, the pure-blood traitor and the mudblood.It's always been that way, but something is different.For example, Weasley smiled and brushed the grass off Potter's head; for example, he thought the red-haired boy had a very good smile.

Now that the matter was over, it was useless to deny it, and even his enthusiasm for investigating the necklace was not all for "resistance".What had happened in the Restricted Section last night had led him to associate Ron Weasley with the boy of his dreams - which would have yelled absurdity to anyone, including Draco himself.He vividly remembered how he would sneer at Redhead at every turn in the past few years, and how Redhead would angrily shake his fist at him.It was under the impression that they hadn't even been alone together, otherwise he wouldn't have smelled roses for the first time on the day the redhead was beaten.What the redhead said that day also went against his memory, and Draco should have dismissed it as gibberish.But ever since his eyes began to unconsciously follow that figure, he could no longer really ignore it.

Anyway, tonight he might know the truth.A silver-white light flashed from the neckline of the shirt. He held it gently, feeling a chill in his body, and the necklace became warmer.

Night fell quickly.The prefects finished their night patrol and returned to their dormitories. There was silence in Hogwarts.Draco walked into the club classroom on the third floor and pushed open the small door in front of the podium.

The furnishings inside the door are very simple, only a table and a bed.Draco lit the candle on the table, illuminating the small space.He had discovered the room while preparing for a club meeting, and the lock had been cursed, and it took him two days to unlock it.Draco thought this would be a good place to study the necklace.

He sat on the bed and opened the book.

"...In the magical world, hourglass vessels made of precious materials such as opal stones, unicorn blood, and mermaid tears have the magical effect of interfering with time and space. Use. Due to the rarity of the production materials and the complicated production steps, this kind of magic item has extremely strong magic power and is very rare. Even if it really exists, it can only be held by ancient pure-blood families and will not be easily shown to others."

"...According to legend, this magic item can also help the holder to create memory space. Memory space refers to the interception of the memory in the human brain and storage in the magic item, so that it grows into an independent space that does not interfere with the real world …According to the legend of wizards in the folklore of England, Merlin once relied on this kind of magic to make King Arthur experience the dark world where the people live in distress, thereby spurring him to become a wise king. However, such legends have not been confirmed..."

On the yellowed page, the words "memory space" are circled in bright red ink.

Draco gripped the necklace tightly and closed his eyes.Even in this book, there is no specific way to enter the necklace.But what he learned in Charms class enlightened him: If the most powerful wizards can perform magic without spells, what about the most powerful magic items?

There was a warmth in the palm of my hand, and even with my eyes closed, I could still feel the dazzling white light.Concentration became more and more difficult as time passed, and the light from the necklace tugged at his nerves, as if they were tangible.After an unknown amount of time, Draco coughed, the light dimmed immediately, and he fell to the ground panting.

I can only try here today, but it is not nothing.At the moment when he was overwhelmed, he seemed to see a long corridor with the doors on both sides of the corridor tightly closed.

……

[You look bad, what happened? 】

The dark-haired girl looked at him worriedly.

Draco shook his head.The girl sat beside him, resting his head on her lap, and combed his hair intimately.Her cool narcissus fragrance lingered over, which relieved the pain in his brain a lot. [Thanks, Pansy,] he said hoarsely, covering his eyes with his hands, "You didn't have to do this. 】

[This is what I should do. 】The girl retorted immediately, 【I am your fiancee, remember? ] Before Draco could answer, there was a sneer behind them.Theodore Knott came over with some potions books, and Pansy reluctantly moved aside to make room for him.

【Miss "fiancee", how long are you going to give selflessly?I am more easily moved than this guy. 】As soon as Theodore sat next to Pansy, he laughed without hesitation. [Would it be better to pretend to be innocent, Theodore? 】The smile on the corner of Pansy's lips remained unchanged, and he stroked Draco's blond hair: 【My dedication is not selfless, people like us have always been like this.You can despise this, but you can't resist it... I heard that your father is also looking for a fiancé "wife" for you?One more "e"? ] (Note: Fiance and fiancee have the same pronunciation)

Theodore glanced at her with a sneer. 【Mind your own business. ] He made such a mouth shape, and then turned to read his book.After a while, Crabbe and Goyle also returned to the waiting room. Because Draco was upset and left early, their finished potion this time was horrible, so they had to be detained.

[Did we miss something? ] Crabbe looks back and forth between Theodore and Pansy.

Pansy rolled her eyes away from them. [I think it was chocolate cake for dinner. 】

【Merlin!Did we miss the chocolate cake? 】Crabbe and Goyle looked at each other and shouted in astonishment.

Draco sat up straight before Pansy rolled his eyes for a second time: [I want to go back to the dormitory, I slept poorly last night. 】

【I knew it, take a good rest. ] Pansy wrapped his arms around his neck, and quickly let go. 【Good night.I have to go back to find Daphne and the others... Without you, I would go crazy if I stayed here for a second. ] She added in a low voice, her playful appearance reminded Draco of when they were seven years old.He said goodnight to her and looked around unconsciously when he got up, great, how did they end up with this group of people?

Over the grinning Crabbe and Goyle, he saw Blaise reading.The dark-skinned boy caught his gaze, but didn't respond.Draco was ashamed to admit that the reason why he and Pansy responded to Blaise's overtures was because they were subconsciously influenced by the Iron Triangle of Gryffindor... Anyway, the three of them really hit it off back then.

For some unknown reason, he walked in the direction of Blaise.

【You lied to her, right?You didn't want to go back to the dormitory at all, you just thought she was annoying. 】Theodore put his shoulders from behind and said lazily.After Pansy and him, he also withdrew from the society circle.

Draco passed Blaise and turned into the bedroom corridor. [Pansy and I have known each other since we were seven years old. 】He said coldly, 【I don't have that kind of affection for her, it doesn't mean you can disrespect her.If you have the time to meddle, why don't you worry about yourself? 】

Theodore shrugged. [As long as you don't tell Pansy, my father won't know; if my father doesn't know, then "he" won't know. ] Then, as if he suddenly thought of something interesting, he laughed lowly, 【If you go to leak the secret, I will tell the Dark Lord that you are with Ron Weasley. 】

Draco paused, shaking his hand away abruptly. 【I have had enough of you. ] he said, Theodore's laughter was even more insolent. 【I know you want to convince Blaise! ] He said loudly behind him, 【But he won't join the club!I have already tried it! 】

You guessed it wrong, I don't want to convince Blaise to join the Society, at least not now - Draco was eager to answer.In fact, he wasn't sure if he should go to Blaise to save his friendship, but he was also displeased with how the members of the society got along.This is the life I deserve?Is this the life my father deserves?He couldn't help asking himself this question in his heart, but no one could give him the answer... maybe only the necklace could.

(The progress of this chapter follows the memory fragment (1), explaining D’s mental journey before the final in detail~ Because there is something wrong with the speaking part of the phone, I will write it here)

☆、Chapter84 memory fragments (3)

That night Draco came to that room again.This is not correct, after experiencing the mental exhaustion last night, he should have stayed in the dormitory to rest, but he couldn't wait.

When he sat by the bed again and closed his eyes, he realized that he actually envied Theodore, because the other party always faced his own desires.In contrast, he can only secretly hope that the redhead will appear behind a certain door, brush the grass clippings from his hair, and smile at him.

The white light warmed him while torturing his nerves.Draco was surprised to find that imagining Ron Weasley would make things easier, because he was only so absorbed in the imaginary when he was thinking of the red-haired boy.Not long after, the corridor appeared in front of him, his vision became clearer and clearer, the silver-white light dimmed, and he had been completely teleported in.

Draco looked down at his feet, they were walking on the floor of the corridor at this moment, and they felt very real.The doors on both sides of the corridor were smaller than he imagined, and he wanted to open one of them casually, but in the end Slytherin's cautiousness overcame his curiosity, and he decided to observe the corridor first.

Draco had a hunch that the corridor was long, but still underestimated its length.Whenever he felt that he was about to finish walking, he only needed to turn a corner, and more doors appeared on his left and right.As he went deeper and deeper, the doors kept getting bigger, and occasionally he saw a few locked ones. [Perhaps the stronger the wizard's magic power, the stronger the memory space? ] He guessed like this.

According to the theory in the book, as the owner of the necklace, whenever he encounters great mental stimulation in the real world, the necklace will help him preserve the memory of that time.

He had no other choice but to close his eyes again and try to recall the fragment of that dream.Fortunately, this trick still worked. He felt his feet lifted off the ground and slowly floated in mid-air. When he was completely immersed in the boy's kiss, he heard the whistling wind in his ears. Not long after, he had landed on the on the ground.

The door in front of him was small and unlocked, and Draco pushed it open with trembling hands.It was dangerous to act rashly, but he had nothing to prepare for.Books can't tell him what he will encounter in the memory space and how to deal with it. After all, even the author of that book has only heard of folklore.He couldn't count on the Dark Lord to teach him how to do it.

A cloud of white mist gushed out of the door, and Draco squinted his eyes and walked in.As he walked, he seemed to have entered a cramped space, the road ahead was blocked, and he had to sit down temporarily.

Just then he heard a mess of footsteps.The two were getting closer and closer to him, and with a bang, Draco realized that he was in a cabinet or something, and the two of them slammed into the door of the cabinet next to him.

[omitted here]

Draco clenched his fist and licked his lips.Now he was fully convinced that some link of fate had gone wrong.Ron Weasley was his, was, is, and shall be, that was the truth.Although he still couldn't think of anything, it didn't prevent him from coming to this conclusion.He somewhat understood how "that person" won people's hearts back then, and this necklace is simply fucking poison.

He stared at the hourglass pendant on his chest with a wry smile, and clenched it tightly again. 【I'm crazy... But okay, let me see him again? ] He said softly, unaware of the sadness implied in this sentence.

This time he was standing in the middle of that classroom.The setting sun casts golden shadows on the podium.

[Malfoy?why are you here 】

Draco paused and turned around.

Weasley was standing by the door, the training mat in his hand. [Strange, he was still in the auditorium just now. 】The boy murmured to himself, looked at him suspiciously, and walked in.

Draco studied the boy.He had thought Weasley had a plain face.Or rather, he didn't pay attention to the red hair's appearance at all. In comparison, he might be more familiar with his fist.

The other party probably just helped Porter complete the training before the finals, his shirt was wrinkled, his hair was a little messy, a few freckles on his cheeks danced lightly with his breath, and rose-scented pheromones were mixed in his sweat.Draco took a few sniffs, putting his hand around the boy's waist as he passed him.

【What are you doing? 】Weasley looked at him in surprise, but didn't push him away immediately, Draco was grateful for this.

[Weasley,] He stretched out his fingers to stroke the folds of the boy's shirt, thinking about what to say next, 【...I think you pay attention to me. 】

【What did you say? ] The confusion in those blue eyes grew stronger, and the boy finally realized that the posture between the two of them was inappropriate, and opened his hand roughly.Draco smacked his lips regretfully, and sneaked closer while the boy was unaware, feeling an inexplicable joy in his heart.It was as if he had been very good at this kind of thing a long time ago, taking every opportunity to approach the boy with feigned arrogance, carefully poking at the boy's reaction.

[I said, you seem to be paying attention to me. 】He smiled, 【Otherwise, he wouldn't know where I was just now. 】

【That's because the two monsters beside you are very loud. 】The boy gave him a blank look, and walked towards the cabinet at the back of the classroom.Draco stared at the sweat stains on the back of his shirt while the boy was tidying up the cushions.The scene when he first entered the space overlaps with the present moment, he licks his lips and walks towards the prey.

The exposed nape of the prey was alluring him.He put his arms around his waist and covered his lips...

The opponent shuddered.The next second the screen was spinning, Weasley leaned over to suppress him, grabbed his collar and shouted: 【Malfoy, what the hell is wrong with you? ! 】

【You and Potter don't do the same? 】Fuck, the bridge of his nose might have been broken by this guy.

The Weasleys' eyes widened suddenly, as if he were complimenting the Weasleys on their natural aristocracy.

【...What the hell are you talking about?I?and Harry? 】

【Is not it? 】Draco narrowed his eyes.

A brute force pulled him up from the ground and pushed him against the cabinet door, making a crisp sound. 【I don't know how you guys with dark thoughts created rumors,】 the redhead gritted his teeth, 【but listen carefully, Hermione is my girlfriend. 】

So what does this have to do with Granger?Draco felt that the expression on his face must be even more astonished than the red hair before.What does the memory space want to tell him?Maybe Granger, if not Potter?So what the hell is he?

Draco took a deep breath and pressed the opponent's shoulder. [Tell me the truth, Weasley. 】

[This is the truth. 】The redhead said coldly.

【No, I didn't think about it before. 】Draco retorted eagerly, more like explaining to himself, 【This is my memory space, and you are just a phantom in my memory.Whether it's Potter or Granger, it's all a trick of the people who tampered with my memory.I won't be disturbed anymore - tell me now, what is the truth? 】

Weasley fell silent.He slowly loosened the suppression on him, which is enough to prove that he guessed right.But even so, there was still guard in those lake blue eyes.

[What is the truth? 】

[There is no truth. 】

The boy suddenly disappeared, replaced by the figure of the professor.

【Your original memory has been destroyed by me, your father thinks you don't need it. ] The professor approached him and patted him on the shoulder, 【I left a little bit of consciousness here just to remind you—don't waste your efforts.What you see is not a blindfold, but an unwanted material that I discarded when modifying your memory.After they were thrown into the necklace, they grew very vigorously. 】

[So... my memory... can never be retrieved? 】

The professor nodded. [Totally destroyed.In fact, what I have modified for you is what should happen most, cherish it. 】

Even the professor disappeared.

Draco slumped to the ground, feeling hopeless in his bones.The memories in his mind for the past three years have been revised. He didn't expect his father and the professor to really join forces to turn him into a "false" person. How the "real" Draco Malfoy was