[hp] Pure White Age

Appeared in "Tune".At the time I thought going to Xenophilius was the only way... I didn't realize that he was tricked by Death Eaters and betrayed me and Harry.While we were having a cup of tea at his house, the Death Eaters came to the door, and in desperation, we had to escape to the upstairs bedroom and drink the most powerful Polyjuice Potion. "

"We would be dead by now if Hermione hadn't prepared for the escape early," said Harry.Ron patted his friend on the shoulder, and he noticed that Harry blamed himself after the reunion.

Harry shook his head at him, indicating that he was fine: "Later we were taken to the dungeon of Malfoy's house, and Dumbledore's relics were also taken away. At first, a few Death Eaters tried to instil us Memories, Hermione and I were very nervous, thinking that everything was over, but those Death Eaters' inspiriting abilities are not very good, and they can't see through our fake memories."

"We can't even believe it," interrupted Hermione, "that Death Eaters are so mediocre with their insanity abilities."

"There's probably a reason for that," said Ron, already guessing.

"So they started wasting time, planning to wait for the Polyjuice Potion to wear off, and let us reveal ourselves." Harry continued, "On the third night we were locked in the dungeon, Malfoy and Nott came... Malfoy He found out the true identity of Hermione and me by using Dementor, but he didn't tell Nott anything, instead he returned the Snitch to me when Nott was not prepared."

"It's also he who hinted that the members of the secret radio station next door to us will be escorted to Azkaban the next morning, and they can send the last information on the way." Hermione stared at Ron with a questioning look in her eyes, " We couldn't believe him, fearing it was a trap set by the Death Eaters...but it was the only chance we had."

"Draco is indeed Dumbledore's man." Ron said, "Sorry I can't tell you more." Both Hermione and Harry expressed their understanding.The two of them had also grown more sedate since their escape, especially Harry.Ron also shared his experiences, including being guided by the Deluminator all the way to Godric's Hollow, discovering the truth about Bagshot's death, bringing "Peverell Family History" to Slughorn, and how to use the double-sided mirror Contacted the Response Room, etc. and told friends.

"We all read the article that Slughorn published," said Hermione. "It said that Harry and that man were descended from the Peverell family. If so, the Potter family inherited The Invisibility Cloak and the Gaunt family inheriting the Resurrection Stone make sense."

"Slughorn also told me something." Ron glanced at the grown-ups who were talking in the living room, "he said Beedle, the poet, was probably Ignotus Peverell, also known as Ha Leigh's ancestors. Although the tombstones in Godric's Hollow bear the names of three brothers, only Ignotus is actually buried there."

"That's probably why my parents went back there when they were in danger," said Harry. "I've been thinking a lot lately... that man used my blood to resurrect himself at the Triwizard Tournament... Dumbledore listen He acted very happy after saying this, could this be what he expected a long time ago?"

Harry was very perceptive indeed, but Ron didn't say much. "Let's talk about something happy!" Hermione tapped on the table, obviously trying to cheer herself up. "We've been planning a wedding for Lupine and Tonks as soon as you arrive! Ron, You have already missed your brother's, you can't miss it this time!"

When Hermione was called to the kitchen by Fleur, Ron hadn't finished his breakfast, and Harry was sitting there, playing with the Snitch. "Hermione didn't finish," he said, "Dobby and the others came after the people from the secret station passed on our news... That was the first time I saw how powerful elves without masters are. All the Death Eaters in the manor were chasing us, and Bellatrix attacked us in the corridor on the second floor. If Dobby hadn't found out in time, I was almost killed by her. Later, in order to let Hermione and I go smoothly To escape, Dobby let the other elves protect Hermione and me, and he fell behind himself and missed the Portkey... only him... only one missed..."

The Snitch in Harry's hand fell to the ground, and he covered his face with his hands, and Ron quickly knelt down and grabbed his arm. "It's not your fault, Harry," he said. "It's all the Death Eaters' fault, it's all the man's fault."

Harry took a deep breath. "Do you know what the last words Dobby ever said to me were?" He took his hands away from his face.

"I asked why it came to save me, and it said..."

"Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby volunteered to save Harry Potter."

"I just have to think about it being left there alone, tormented by those Death Eaters, and I... I know it's not my fault, but I keep having nightmares about the moment the Portkey takes effect, It ran towards me desperately..."

"We'll have a funeral for Dobby."

Ron turned to see Hermione standing by the door with red eyes. "Harry, you're not the only one who suffers from nightmares, I do too," she said, "but the most important thing right now is not to let Dobby die in vain."

"I know." Harry said softly.

"He knows," said Ron.Harry just needs some reassurance, the pressure of being a miracle boy is too much, everyone is trying their best to protect you, but you don't know if you can live up to their expectations.He helped Harry pick up the Snitch on the ground: "You will do it, Harry, you not only have to believe in yourself, but also in Dumbledore."

At this moment Hedwig landed on the windowsill.

"Lucien wrote again?" Hermione asked calmly.

"Who else could it be?" Harry scratched his hair irritably. Even at Harry's most emotional age, Ron rarely saw him like this, and couldn't help asking, "Lucien of Beauxbatons? Are you still in touch?"

Harry walked to the window sill: "Not long ago he planned to come to England with Fleur, so he wrote to me, but I rejected it."

"Why no?" said Ron. "He might want to join us."

"But he's a Squib." Harry took off the letter from Hedwig's body, "Don't you think it's safest for him to stay in France? This is not the place for a carefree young master to satisfy his curiosity. "

Lucian is not a "carefree young master". Ron still remembers his harmless face and the glorious deeds of tricking Nott, not to mention that this is not like what Harry Potter would say.He glanced quietly at Hermione, who shrugged at him.

"I'll go upstairs and answer the letter." Harry left after saying this.

"Rolf's in the Room of Requirement," Ron told Hermione over his shoulder, "but you should know?"

Hermione nodded: "He was the one who helped me and Harry find the exit to the Pig's Head pub."

The two of them sat facing each other, and suddenly fell silent, only the sound of conversation from the living room was left in the space.

"Actually, we were willing to trust Malfoy, largely because of you." Hermione broke the silence, "When he stuffed the Snitch into Harry's pocket, I thought of you. Actually, I always Doubting, if he is really a death eater through and through, you won't have nostalgia, so there must be something between you and him that we don't know, and Harry thinks so."

"I worked with him on a very important mission," said Ron curtly.It's not a good feeling to have to hide from your best friend, but it's done to protect Harry and Hermione.Given that there was still some connection between Harry and the man, Ron didn't want the fact that the Horcrux had been destroyed to be heard in unexpected ways.

When talking today, Harry and Hermione said that Death Eaters' inspirit ability is mediocre, even inferior to specially trained students, which may be related to their being controlled by necklaces, only Draco can inspirit Success is the best proof.If that was the case, Draco would be safe as long as the man wasn't suspicious.

Right now Ron was concerned with another issue: that the man had been resurrected with Harry's blood, and according to Draco, Dumbledore had anticipated this long before the Triwizard Tournament, and he even Helping Draco make the Portkey, it can be said that Dumbledore is really responsible for the smooth resurrection of that person-this is what Ron can't understand the most. Why did Dumbledore do this?Was it true that defeating that man was not Dumbledore's ultimate goal, as he had lamented to Slughorn?

Dumbledore wanted to make Harry the idol of righteous wizards—this is something he figured out at Slughorn's house. Could this be the ultimate goal?But what is the point of doing so?Whenever Ron thought he had caught a little bit of Dumbledore's mind, he was always greeted with more mysteries.Perhaps only that spell can solve his doubts, the most selfless spell in the wizarding world, uttered by Lily Evans on the night of October 1981, 10, and changed the fate of the entire wizarding world.

"Professor Slughorn," Ron said, approaching the old professor after the meeting in the living room.

"Can you teach us the most selfless mantra?"

"I'm sorry, Ron," said Professor Slughorn, "I can only tell you something about the spell, and I don't know the spell myself. In fact, I think the only person who could possibly know the spell." It's Dumbledore, and if he didn't teach you it before he died, maybe he arranged for it."

Again.Ron suppressed his frustration: "May I ask one last question? Professor, you said that you also wonder why Harry's mother would say that spell... Is it possible that this spell doesn't need to be said at all?"

"That's exactly my guess," said Slughorn. "In the wizarding world, there are some meta-spells that have the oldest history and were invented by the first batch of wizards. They use these spells to confirm One's own identity. It can be said that the spells we use now are all derived from these meta-spells. During the spell class, Professor Flitwick must have warned you to concentrate? Concentration is the first step for spells to work. One step, according to research, is likely to be the only step to cast the meta-spell."

"I seem to understand a little bit." Ron put his hand on his lips, "There are thousands and thousands of spells in the world, but only a very small number of evil spells can really hurt people. It can be seen that for a wizard, the other magic spells Whether the spell is superb or not should depend on whether its spell can mobilize the power of nature for its own use, not whether it has defeated other wizards... There are two criteria for judging, one emphasizes the confrontation between wizards and the other This emphasizes the shaman's harmony with nature."

Slughorn blinked. "You mean that the man and I only viewed the duel that night by the first standard, while Dumbledore used the second standard?"

"That's right. As I said, Dumbledore's ultimate goal is by no means as simple as defeating that person. Although I haven't seen through the meaning of his every step, I can still be sure of this." Ron turned around , "Because in Dumbledore's view, Lily Evans had already defeated that person in Godric's Hollow that night. She should have activated the spell unintentionally, and the power of nature helped her realize her wish: Protect Harry with your own life."

"Is she perhaps willing to seriously injure that person?" Slughorn asked back. "I don't think she would be so ambitious under the conditions at the time, but the result is that the person was really injured."

"Protecting Harry is the same thing as hurting that person." This was the only explanation Ron could think of, "Maybe at that moment, she hoped that Harry would never be hurt by that person, so the spell weakened that person. "

Slughorn was noncommittal.Ron sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

It's one thing to protect Harry and hurt that person.If Harry really became that person's Horcrux that night, and Dumbledore had anticipated Harry's future sacrifice, then this sentence should be changed to: hurting Harry and hurting that person are the same thing.

Strange memory connections, the same Parseltongue, long-standing blood relationship, resurrection ceremony... Maybe the relationship between Harry and that person is the secret that Dumbledore kept the most tightly: Is Harry really just that person's Horcrux? ?Did Dumbledore make so many preparations, secretly planning every step of Harry's growth, really just to let him die at the "right time"?

Ron was taken aback by his own thoughts.He looked up sharply to find that the living room was empty, and that Slughorn had gone.

"Why are you here?" Lupine walked up to him, he was a little older than the last time we met, but his eyes were still gentle.

"Are they all in the garden?" Ron asked sheepishly. "It seemed Hermione asked me to arrange the wedding venue together...I'll be there right away."

"Don't worry." Lupine shook his head and sat next to him, "Although I don't know what you are thinking, it should be very important. Ron, we all know that Dumbledore has given you a very important task ...This time I saw you, you have changed a lot." He held his shoulders, "Harry and Hermione have also changed a lot...I often think that if Sirius is still there, he should also change."

Ron smiled: "He told you something?"

Lupine nodded: "He only said that he saw James and Lily. So I think his soul should still be there."

"It's a pity that he can't officiate my wedding with Nymphadora," the man said. "He told me before he died that he wanted to officiate. I told him that Tonks was pregnant, and he was overjoyed. He must be godfather. We were going to have our wedding in Grimmauld Place, but it wasn't long before he--"

"His spirit is still there," said Ron. "Just hang on a little longer and we'll have a chance to see him."

Lupine pursed his lips: "I am also looking forward to this day. By the way, I discussed with Nymphadora that Dobby's funeral can be held together with our wedding, and we both think it is a meaningful thing .”

"It does make sense...Happy wedding, Lupine," said Ron heartily. "Have you decided on a name for the baby yet?"

"Teddy," Lupine replied, "Teddy Lupine. Besides, I'm going to make Harry his godfather."

"That's the only one who won't upset Sirius." Ron winked at him.

"I hope he can be born smoothly and grow up happily." Lupine said, standing up from the sofa, "Go and see in the garden, Molly has a pair of skillful hands, the yellow roses there are very beautiful .”

Ron followed Lupine into the garden.The weather was already very warm. If this was at school, he was probably thinking about how long the summer vacation would be in Professor Flitwick's Charms class.Before reaching the gate of the backyard, the scent of roses has already come from the garden.Outside the house is the blue sky, patches of pale yellow roses and the sound of rolling waves.Family and friends are looming in the garden, and the sunlight falls on everyone and into the rooms. "I hope he can be born smoothly and grow up happily." These words wrapped Ron's body like warm sea water, and he tried his best not to chew the sadness in it.

Draco tossed the coat to the elf, and Pansy turned from behind the sofa.

"The roses are blooming on the farm," she said. "Come out with me, will you?"

☆、Chapter139 The Calm Before the Storm (6)

Pansy's hair is longer than it used to be.Draco followed the girl among the roses, looking over her shoulders and flowing hair.On the main road parallel to Rose Field, two Death Eaters passed by in a hurry.

"I'm still in touch with him," Pansy said suddenly.

It didn't take long for Draco to figure out who she was talking about, the black boy with the haughty face when they first met, the friend they had had and lost.The daffodils on Pansy's chest wafted a fragrance in the wind.It was undoubtedly a good thing for the girl to bluntly reveal her secrets to him. Draco relaxed his body and nodded slowly.

"The scenery here is very good." Pan Xi walked to the edge of the flowers, showing a satisfied smile, "Your tie is a little loose." The girl said, and took another step towards him, stretching out her hand to tidy it up for him. "Do you know where your mother and aunt are now?" she asked him softly, before Draco realized. "Don't look upstairs." Pansy tugged at his collar again. "They'll be happy if we get closer and pretend to be chatting."

Draco obeyed her.The two of them sat down on the nearby recliner, Draco leaned on Pansy's lap as he used to when he was a child, and Pansy combed his blond hair naturally. "Her condition is not very good," the girl said softly. "The doctor came again last night and said that there is a possibility of premature delivery. The Dark Lord got very angry about it."

Draco moved his fingers. "The Dark Lord got mad about it" was kind of weird, Draco didn't think he really cared about himself and Bella's child that much.The girl's next words confirmed his guess: "I always feel that something is wrong... It's as if... The Dark Lord cares too much for these two children."

"So they asked me to make tea last night, and I deliberately lingered at the door for a while, hearing the word 'ritual'."

"ceremony?"

"That's right," Pansy continued. "Narcissa wasn't there when the doctor came last night, and Bella just took a sleeping pill. So when I went to make tea, there were only the Dark Lord, the doctor, and the little girl in the room." The dwarfs were talking, they mentioned the word."

Pettigrew came too.Draco did not forget that during the Triwizard Tournament, Pettigrew helped the Dark Lord hold the rebirth ceremony.Whatever the past, now he had regained the Dark Lord's trust.If the reason why the Dark Lord was so nervous about the unborn twins in his aunt's womb was because he wanted to use them for some ritual...

"Do you think so too? He'll let the twins take over the necklace?"

"This is not a conjecture, but a fact that is bound to happen. Maybe you remember," Snape said with a gloomy face, "the Dark Lord was reluctant to hand over the necklace to you, and we all thought he would soon Regaining the power, then retaking it, even fearing it. But it turned out not to be the case, and he hasn't spoken to anyone about the necklace for a long time..."

"The last time he asked to enter the necklace was before Dumbledore's death." Draco frowned. "I didn't let him find out that I had secretly entered the space. I thought he believed me."

"He doesn't trust anyone," Snape interrupted. "Even if he hadn't caught you, he would have preferred to keep the necklace for himself. But he didn't, which only shows the level of his physical recovery." Much lower than our estimates."

Draco was a little taken aback.During the time the Dark Lord expanded his power into the wizarding world, he, like many Death Eaters, witnessed the festering of the Ministry of Magic, realized that the wizarding world hides so many pure-bloods, and witnessed the death of Dumbledore. , all these evidences are pointing to the strength of the Dark Lord.He had to keep reminding himself that all the Horcruxes in the necklace had been destroyed, his and Snape's undercover identities had not yet been discovered, and justice still had a chance of life, so as not to be overwhelmed by the fear in his heart.So much so that for so many months, he had never thought deeply about why the Dark Lord didn't take back the ownership of the necklace before the war.

"You're right," he looked up to Snape, "I thought I had earned his trust, but it was because, for some reason, his body wasn't ready for the necklace's sacrifice. He no longer mentions the necklace, in order to let all those who know the matter focus on the upcoming war, so as to ignore this matter that he has been paying attention to... When the twins are born, he will immediately change the owner of the necklace Ritual. A healthy baby is the best spiritual sacrifice, that’s why he was so angry when he heard about the premature birth.” Draco rarely showed a smile, “It’s just that he didn’t know that the Horcrux in the necklace had long been destroyed There is no need to guard anymore."

"So I'm worried about another thing," said Snape. "The necklace can only have one owner. If the Dark Lord wants one of the two children to be a spiritual sacrifice for the necklace, how will he arrange for the other?"

Compared with Malfoy House, Shell Cottage presents a harmonious scene.The members of the Order of the Phoenix seem to be purposely ignoring the elephant in the room, focusing on preparing for Lupine and Tonks' wedding. "This is probably the last reunion." Ron believed that everyone was trying their best to be happy with the same mood as him.

The wedding and Dobby's funeral were held in the backyard of the hut full of yellow roses. Hermione and Fleur, who have good aesthetic ability, were responsible for the overall design of the wedding scene, and Bill, Ron and Harry were responsible for using magic and physical strength to put them one by one. practice.During the busy process, Harry kept the Golden Snitch he didn't want to open in his pocket, and took it out to have a look at it from time to time. "Don't be so anxious." After experiencing so many tests from Dumbledore, Ron sincerely comforted his friend, "There will always be times when it comes in handy."

The final result is very satisfactory.On the afternoon before the wedding, the three of them sat at the dining table covered with a white tablecloth and a yellow rose in the middle, enjoying the rare leisure time with the sea breeze blowing.

"Do you know what the flower language of the yellow rose is?" Hermione asked.

Of course the boys don't know. "It's an eternal smile," she said. "Maybe that's what we need most right now." As she spoke, Bill hurried down the stairs. "I sensed the call of the magic leaf," he said nervously, "but I don't know who else will come here now."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other in bewilderment, but Harry looked normal. "I'll go and see with you," he stood up, "I think it's Lucian."

"So you still agreed to him coming." Hermione smiled knowingly.

"As if I had other options," Harry muttered.

However, even Harry didn't expect that the mysterious visitor would make the whole room boil.Not only did Lucian come from France, but he also brought his parents and Percy, who we hadn't seen for a long time. "We met Percy on the road," he explained generously.Molly had long embraced her son with red eyes, and kept muttering, "Just be willing to come back."Ron also walked over and greeted his lost brother.It wasn't until Bill winked at him that Ron realized that Big Brother had never given up on anyone in the family.

When he left his mother's arms, he saw that Harry and Lucian were already sitting on the sofa, and Harry was showing the boy the Snitch.Hermione pulled Ron aside: "It's great that Lucian's parents also want to join the Order of the Phoenix. They're very good professors at Beauxbatons."

Arthur was chatting with Lucian's parents, laughing that they were just in time for Lupine's wedding.Crookshanks also seemed excited for some reason, jumping off the chair next to Hermione and weaving back and forth at the feet of the crowd.Ron watched everything in front of him silently. The sunlight filled the room just like the day he arrived. Everyone was standing and laughing in groups. This scene made him happy, but he suddenly felt that something was missing, so he turned to He turned around and walked upstairs silently.

He couldn't admit that he missed Draco.Considering his status, he never expected Draco to appear in Shell Cottage, and the two hugged and talked openly.However, when they shared the necklace, they could at least use their spirit to sense each other's emotions. Now, Ron can't remember how long he hasn't heard from Draco.His back was warmed by the sun, he closed his eyes, and imagined that at an age where he still didn't know his worries, the arrogant young boy was gently leaning on his back.

"Don't be angry with me." He always said this, with a little embarrassment in his voice, and then impatiently leaned forward and kissed him.Whenever this happens, the mint aroma will linger on him faintly, forming a soft and dense net for a long time, wrapping the rose inside.

Ron knew that his time to send Q was approaching.But this time, he was destined to survive by himself.

"Are you about to release the Q period?"

Draco tightened his tie unnaturally. "Don't act like this in front of me." Nott smiled and waved his hand, "I'll take you to see it after I fix this thing."

Draco ignored it. "Want to try?" He seemed to point to the disappearing cabinet in front of him with ease.

"Of course," Nott got up from the chair and walked to the cabinet, "Let's be together, remember not to startle the snake."

The destroyed disappearing cabinet at Hogwarts is still in the Room of Requirement. This experiment is to test whether the connection between the two cabinets is restored, and the people in the Room of Requirement must not be disturbed.Draco nodded, and walked into the disappearing cabinet first under Nott's instructions.

To get out of another cabinet, they still need to walk through a long passage, which is the experience they have accumulated during the last repair.Draco and Nott said "Lumos" at the same time, and walked down the invisible passage.

"To be honest, I kind of miss this place." Knott leaned into his ear and said.

"Not at all," Draco responded.

"It proves we've done a decent job," Knott said.

There was a faint light at the end of the dark passage, Draco and Nott looked at each other, and continued to walk in lightly.Another cabinet door soon appeared in front of them, and the two put out their wands, listening to the sound outside with bated breath. "They stay in there all day, do you think it's possible for us to hear what those guys are planning?" Nott asked. "What plans can they have?" Draco smiled, "Since Dumbledore's death, there has been no action here. The reason why this group of people are still here is that they know that the Dark Lord will return to Hogger." Watts, in order to express his loyalty to Dumbledore, he chose a place to die."

Knott apparently feels the same way. "I'd really like to try that crack in the Slytherin common room," he said to Draco, "if it works, we can move our people from Little Hangleton to Hogwarts." .”

"This trick won't work, the rift in Little Hangleton is no longer useful." Draco told him, "The rifts in time and space are erratic and often shifting. The cost of finding them is too high, so the Dark Lord puts his hope on disappearing." on the cabinet."

"Now that I think about it, he really hasn't 'activated' you for a long time." Nott looked back at him meaningfully.

Draco didn't answer.All his attention was on the door of the disappearing closet, where there were small voices, and anyone could hear the voices of the Weasley twins, who were happily telling the younger students about how they got rid of Alecto and Alecto. Glorious deeds of Mikus.The two listened intently for a while, Nott's expression became more and more disdainful, "There is no need to waste time here," he straightened up, "We should report to the Dark Lord immediately, we have completed the task, and there are not enough people in the Response Room." fear."

The two walked out of the Burkinbocker store, but Nott had a change of heart. "Your father won't be back at night anyway," he smiled, turning the tip of his wand. "Come with me to Knockturn Alley and have some fun."

Of course Draco knew what Nott was looking for.

They walked into a dimly lit bar.

"No matter what gender or smell you like, you can meet it here." Nott's voice was blurred in the music and conversation, and after he finished speaking, he gestured to a nearby distance, and Draco glanced unnaturally .A boy with brown hair and blue eyes came from the corner and shrank timidly into Nott's arms. The boy looked underage.

As if he had grown up himself.But on this occasion, no one would care about their age.Draco took another swig of his wine, unconsciously thinking about Ron Weasley.There is passion, innocence, and stubbornness hidden in those blue eyes, which are always too focused when gazing at people.What qualifications does he have to accuse Knott?The red-haired boy had only just begun to smell when he put Ron to bed.

Maybe it's absurd to think about your only first love in a sensual place.Memories that have been suppressed for a long time are like bamboo shoots in the rain, suddenly popping up from the chest. Its tenacious roots are finally jointed, piercing through layers of hypocritical soil and reappearing in the sky.

Draco closed his eyes.The q periods between lovers are always synchronized, is the other party thinking about him now?

"Mr. Malfoy,"

Draco looked up.The boy and girl in front of him were obviously taken aback by his look. "Your eyes are a little red." The blond girl said cautiously, then moved closer to him, and lowered her volume again, "Maybe it's time for hair Q... I'm Martha," she pointed to the red-haired boy next to her, "He's Tommy, Mr. Knott sent us."

Tommy's eyes were blue, his skin was much paler than Ron's when he was a child, and he huddled behind Martha like a younger brother.Apparently, he was Knott's "handpicked" choice.

Draco narrowed his eyes, "Is he a regular customer of yours?"

Martha nodded.

"Your too?" Draco pointed at Tommy.Tommy blinked and nodded too.

Draco felt sick.He put down his glass and leaned over the bar, covering his stomach with his hands.Martha quickly supported him: "Sir, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Draco looked around, but Nott had disappeared with his arms around the brown-haired boy. "Tell Nott that my father is looking for me, I have to go back first."

After returning to the familiar environment, Draco immediately collapsed into the bed.Now he can be sure that there is something wrong with the wine Nott gave, or that the people in that bar are used to putting extra condiments in the wine.Draco's blond hair was stained with sweat on his forehead. He tried to stand up, unbuttoned his trousers and threw them under the bed, bundling himself under the covers with only his shirt on.

Reason told him that for "that plan", he could no longer casually enter the necklace and walk into his own space to find that phantom, so he tried his best to mobilize the past memory to weave a good dream. The ingredients in the wine made this incident happen. easier than usual.

"Draco, you look terrible." The boy in the dream was still wearing his college shirt and tie askew.

"I need you."

Ron's frown furrowed.Draco watched his boy approach as he undid his own tie. "I need you too," Ron kissed his lips, "I feel like I haven't seen you in a long time."

Draco put his arms around him, pinning his lover under him.The touch in the dream will not be more real than in the necklace, but it is enough for those who are full of longing. [100 words omitted here]

When he came to, his mother was sitting beside him. "Why don't you take inhibitors?" Her tone was hurt. "After so long, you still don't know how to cherish your body. Even if you don't want to take inhibitors, you can ask Panxi to help you..."

The look in Draco's eyes stopped her. "Nott is back, he said he took you to the speakeasy on Knockturn Alley." Narcissa held his hand, "You were right in not following his advice, the people there have dirty backgrounds and are prone to diseases ... Nott's father has reprimanded him."

Draco shook his head slightly. "I'm not so dependent on inhibitors, and I can handle it myself," he shook his mother's hand back, "Don't worry, I feel much better now."

"The Q period can last more than one day." Narcissa ignored her son's words. "If there is a problem later, you have to take an inhibitor, or discuss it with Pansy... Do you understand?"

"Mom, I'm thirsty."

Narcissa sighed softly and handed him the teacup.

"The Dark Lord is delighted to hear that you and Nott have completed the task," she said finally. "He wishes you both to complete the task as soon as possible."