[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 180 IX Death Eaters

Draco took a deep breath and was about to pull out his wand from his sleeve.

"The strength is relaxed."

Draco slipped to the ground in an instant, eyes widening.

This little idiot took advantage of his inattention and cursed him!

"I'm just protecting myself." Winnie held on to her wand, and a Levitation Charm made Draco sit on the sofa behind him. "I know you want to forget everything about me."

Being placed on the sofa, Draco looked at other places with a little guilt. Yes, he did intend to forget about Winnie.

"Let's speak clearly." Winnie waved her magic wand, turning the small tea machine in front of the sofa into a soft chair.

She should have done it a long time ago, but she was disturbed by emotions at the time.

"You have always only stood on your side, doing what you think is right and what is good for everyone, but have you ever thought about..." Winnie sat on the soft chair, staring straight at Draco, "You protected me from that person, but the person who hurt me became you."

"I know Occlumency." Before Draco could speak, Winnie had already told him.

Draco's mind went blank for a moment, "You...will?"

"I've been learning since I was a child." Winnie said slowly, taking off her robe and putting it aside.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Draco's eyes turned red, but he was angry.

"Because you never asked me." Winnie responded calmly.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and Draco's mood gradually faded away. His mind was running very fast on how to apologize to Winnie, but before he could think of a good way to say it, his thinking was interrupted.

"You go back." Winnie stood up, reached out and picked up the invisibility cloak that Draco had just casually thrown on the sofa.

"Go back?" Draco looked at Winnie blankly, didn't he want to talk?

"Well, I've finished talking, you go back." Winnie bent down slightly, put the invisibility cloak in Draco's hands, and just when she was about to straighten her back, she clenched her hands tightly.

Clearly, tension relaxation has lost its effect.

"So you've forgiven me?" Draco grabbed Winnie's hand with moderate force, his low voice filled with unspeakable emotion.

"I forgive you, I will follow your thoughts and will not disturb you." Winnie looked deeply into those gray eyes, "But the same, I hope you can do it too."

"What do you mean?" Draco's mind suddenly buzzed, and his heart was surrounded by a great panic, "Are you going to leave me?"

Winnie said very calmly: "I will not leave. I will stay at Hogwarts until I graduate."

"No, I didn't mean that." Draco became agitated instantly, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on Winnie's wrist. He didn't want such an answer.

Winnie opened her lips slightly, and when he was about to answer, Draco's complexion suddenly changed, his right hand suddenly withdrew, and his left hand pressed on his right arm. His already pale complexion had no blood at all, and his forehead even Breaking into a thin sweat.

"What's wrong with you?" Winnie noticed that Draco's expression and behavior were a bit out of line.

"It's okay." Draco pursed his lips, trying to keep his voice steady.

However, Winnie didn't believe it, because Draco looked like he was enduring pain at this moment, and his eyes moved from that pale face to his right arm.

"I'll go back first, we'll talk about it later." Noticing Winnie's gaze, Draco stood up quickly, as if wanting to leave.

Winnie put her hands on Draco's shoulders and pushed him back on the sofa, "Move your hands and let me see."

"No, I'm fine." Draco took a deep breath, and just after saying this, Winnie straightened up and threw a spell directly at Draco.

"Fractured."

With this sentence, Draco's shirt was completely ruined, more aptly described, it was all shredded.

Draco was shirtless, staring at Winnie in a daze.

Winnie took advantage of Draco's absent-minded moment and wanted to pull away his hand on his arm, but just pulled away a little, Draco came back to his senses and pushed her away.

But even so, Winnie had seen something and knew what it was.

Draco angrily wrapped the invisibility cloak around his upper body, only his head was exposed, people who didn't know thought they saw a ghost without upper body.

"The Dark Mark." Winnie sat in front of Draco, her mind blank for a second.

"Shut up." Draco growled excitedly, feeling very flustered and overwhelmed.

There was a voice in his brain telling him that Winnie would leave him because of this.

"You became a Death Eater." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

I don't know if it was the three Death Eaters who didn't irritate Draco. He threw Winnie to the ground, pressed his hands on the small shoulders, and gritted his teeth: "So?"

At this time, Draco was like an enraged beast, full of aggressiveness, as if the person under him dared to have the slightest thought of running away, he would bite him to death.

"When did it happen?" Winnie wasn't frightened, let alone flinched, her tone was very understated, as if she was discussing the weather.

However, Draco didn't answer the question, but just stared at Winnie.

"Before Easter?"

The answer to Winnie was still silence.

"why did not you tell me?"

Winnie couldn't describe what she was feeling right now, it was a mixture of anger, disappointment and pain.

In this case, everything makes sense, Draco's abnormality earlier, and the series of behaviors and actions that followed.

"I can't bring you into danger, I can't let you and my family be implicated." Draco lowered his eyes, he couldn't look at those clear blue eyes.

"To put it bluntly, you never believed me. If you don't believe me, you can face it with you. You don't believe my feelings for you. That's why you keep asking for my promises, but you choose to hide everything." Winnie Although the tone is light, but if you listen carefully, you will find that it is a bit hollow.

"I didn't believe it, and I didn't intend to hurt you, I just..." Draco's tone became a little flustered, "I just thought it would protect you."

Winnie closed her eyes, calmed down, wrapped her arms around Draco's neck, and buried her face in his neck, "I understand."

But she couldn't accept it.

What she wants is to face it together, good or bad.

Draco moved away the hand on Winnie's shoulder, hugged her waist, sat up, and asked uneasily, "You will forgive me, won't you?"

There was a slight wetness on his shoulders, and Draco thought that Winnie must be crying, so he suppressed the panic in his heart and asked one sentence after another.

"You're not going to leave me for that, are you?"

"You won't give up on me either, will you?"

"You still like me, don't you?"

"Speak, Winnie." Draco couldn't bear the silence, and there was a hint of begging in his tone.

Using the word "begging" to describe Draco, other people would not believe it, that arrogant, always very proud, beloved Slytherin prince was actually begging for a girl's response at this time.

It's even more unbelievable than a troll turning into a human.

"Yes, I still like you." Winnie never thought of hiding this aspect, just like she told Alan that she couldn't like him.

Draco felt like he was wandering between heaven and hell. Last second he was still in hell where he would lose Winnie, but now he returned to heaven because of Winnie's words, I still like you. It's frightening.

Draco, who received Winnie's response, swept away the uneasy mood just now, and felt a surge of joy that seemed to be recovered from a loss, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in honey.

"I won't marry Astoria, let alone fall in love with her." Draco held Winnie tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his own flesh and blood.

"There will be no one but you."

"You are the only one I like."

"Believe me."

Winnie didn't speak, and quietly let Draco hug her tightly. The hug was still so familiar, but at this moment, she lost her warmth...

"You'll be by my side, won't you?"

"Yes, I will accompany you through this difficult time."

Hearing this sentence, Draco couldn't help hugging him a little bit more, but he was indulging in the joy of regaining what was lost, but he ignored one thing - Winnie never said from the beginning to the end that he wanted to be together with him again.

"Does your arm still hurt?" Winnie grabbed Draco's hair and pulled it lightly, wanting him to let go.

"It doesn't hurt." Sensing that he was exerting a little force, Draco let go of his hand, and gently smoothed Winnie's hair.

"How long has this been going on?"

"Not too long."

"How many days?"

"Well, actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a pain."

Of course Winnie didn't believe this kind of white lie. Just now Draco's face changed from the pain and he was sweating. She didn't believe it was just a pain.

"Once a month on average?"

"... "

"Once in half a month?"

"... "

"once per week?"

"... "

"once a day?"

"Trust me, it's really fine."

Winnie looked at Draco silently, reaching out until she touched the Invisibility Cloak.

"What do you want?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

"I want to take a look." Although she couldn't see it, she could still feel it. Winnie was holding the robe, and when she was about to pull it away, her wrist was caught.

"Let me remind you, there is a piece of nakedness under the robe, are you sure you want to see it?" Draco pulled Winnie closer with a little force, and said in a soft tone, protracted on purpose.

Winnie: "..."

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