[Comprehensive British and American] Platinum Trap

The rough and spicy butter beer was poured into the mouth in large gulps, and the black-haired woman sat on the bar with confused eyes, mechanically pouring glasses of beer with a white robe.

Rebecca ignored all kinds of gazes from the side, crying and laughing at the two-way mirror alone, and she was a crazy woman who drank too much and played crazy.

The bartender at the bar couldn't help shaking his head helplessly when he saw her decadent appearance. Rebecca had been in this state for several days, and if she drank any more, he was really afraid that she would pass out here.

But he didn't dare to persuade her, after all, this is a woman who dares to beat even a Death Eater... The bartender looked in awe at the few empty wine glasses beside the woman.

"Bastard! Dead peacock! Bastard! I'm blind to fall in love with you!" She said viciously at the double-sided mirror in her hand, her eyes flushed.

After speaking, he wobbled the double-sided mirror into his arms, raised his head inarticulately and said, "Boss, bring me another barrel of wine!"

Then he fell down on the table with a 'boom', unconscious.

The owner of the bar who was called on the side was not surprised, he came over and asked, "How many bottles are these?"

The bartender made a gesture that can be ignored, which means you should stop asking.

"It's such a pity, such an excellent and powerful wizard, but now..." The bar owner with a goatee couldn't help shaking his head, feeling sorry for Rebecca.

'Yeah, she's pretty good. A woman who can make a mess at the Death Eater's ex-boyfriend's wedding, dare to go if she's not strong. ' The bartender complained unruly in his heart.

"Look at her worthless appearance, she's such a fool, she's really shameful." Sirius looked at Rebecca, who was soft into a ball of ooze, and said with a bit of hatred

He really can't bear to see Rebecca's decadent appearance from just now until now. Compared with Rebecca who is now soft and messed up, Sirius is still used to the one who was shunned at school back then. A three-foot crazy woman.

Sirius scratched his head a little irritably, and simply got up to pull Peter Pettigrew, who came with him, out of the bar.

Who would have thought that Peter Pettigrew rarely rejected Sirius this time, he expressed to Sirius shyly that he still wanted to sit here for a while before leaving.

Sirius looked at him inexplicably, wondering, Peter doesn't drink alcohol, did he remember wrongly?

He shrugged indifferently, turned around and pushed the door away, let's go play with Lupine~

After watching Sirius leave, Peter nervously looked in the direction of the woman. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it boldly. The spicy alcohol stimulated different senses in the brain, and Peter Pettigrew puffed up. Courage to go in the direction of a woman.

The thin man with an ordinary face sat next to the woman, looking at Rebecca's sleeping face frantically.

She is so beautiful, so beautiful that even in the dark, she is so dazzling, so attractive.

A long time ago, Peter fantasized that it would be great if he had a family background like Malfoy and Sirius, so even if he was an enemy, he would still have a place in Rebecca's heart.

Instead of being worse than a passerby like now.

"Obviously he noticed her first, obviously he first found Rebecca in the dark, obviously he wanted her very much..."

"Lucius, don't want me...I don't want you to be with her..." the drunken woman muttered in a daze.

Rebecca's ravings stimulated Peter Pettigrew's nerves, which may also be the reason for the glass of fortifying wine just now. He clenched his fists with jealousy, and a hint of sternness flashed in his usual cowardly eyes.

"What's so good about Malfoy, I'll treat you better..." The cowardly-looking man looked at the woman's sleeping face and swallowed excitedly.

It was the first time for him to look at her so close to Rebecca, and he would not have dared to approach her so nakedly in normal times.

Peter wanted to reach out and touch the woman's face, but suddenly thought of Malfoy's method.

"Those men who once wanted to get close to Rebecca seem to have been punished by Malfoy, overtly or secretly, if Malfoy knew..." There was a trace of fear in Peter's eyes.

Peter withdrew his hand a little discouraged, and suddenly hated himself for being cowardly, why is he always so unbelievable!If this goes on like this, he won't get Rebecca forever.

If he can't seize such a good opportunity this time, what is the future?

'He can't compare to Malfoy in this life, if he wants to get Rebecca, he can only take this opportunity! '

Looking at the woman's charming sleeping face, Peter kept making excuses for his meanness; "Anyway, Malfoy doesn't want her anymore, so there's nothing wrong with taking over by himself, and..."

He swallowed, he really wanted Rebecca, if Pettigrew and Rebecca were together...then those who don't usually look at him will definitely look at him differently.

This is Malfoy's woman... Thinking of this, Peter's eyes became extraordinarily fiery, and the darkness hidden in his heart was completely released as if catalyzed by alcohol. The thin man looked at Rebecca with a hint of lust. .

Peter's eyes changed, he got up and walked out of the bar, and came back after a while.

Pettigrew returned to Rebecca's side, and the contents of the wizard's robe made his heart beat wildly

Under the curious eyes of the bartender, he ordered two glasses of low-alcohol blended wine, and his hands trembling nervously after taking the glasses.

Rebecca, who was lying on her stomach, had become a little sober after this period of time. She looked at the extra people beside her, and ordered another glass of spirits for herself without saying a word.

The bartender knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he had no choice but to bring the wine up.

Rebecca rubbed her aching head, glanced around, then got up and picked up the wine glass and walked to the corner.

Peter, who was directly ignored, sat there dumbfounded, and Rebecca just left?According to my original idea, how could I have a conversation? This... is a bit embarrassing.

He shook the wine glass in his hand, he simply felt overwhelmed, picked up the wine glass and walked towards the corner where Rebecca was.

While the bartender on the side was mixing drinks, he couldn't help but look in their direction a few more times, wondering if it was an illusion, why did he feel that when the little man walked, there seemed to be something shining.

The bartender rubbed his eyes and looked at Peter Pettigrew again, but found nothing unusual.

Is it an illusion?That's right, what age is this, it's just two glasses of wine, what's so tricky, can it be possible to drink a love potion.

The bartender laughed at his fuss, but he still glanced around the corner from time to time.

Peter cheekily sat next to Rebecca, staring at her, apparently desperate.

Rebecca looked at Peter who was following him inexplicably, with the indifference of a drunken person in her eyes.

After Pettigrew saw her gaze, his heart reflex tightened.

The long-haired woman glanced at him casually, then moved away, drinking the strong wine in the glass without saying a word.

Now Rebecca's body no longer had the fierce and murderous aura of the past, but instead exuded a seductive feeling that belonged to her alone, which made people's hearts tremble.

Peter swallowed, and said in a trembling voice, "Alright, Rebecca, long time no see, I..." He stammered nervously.

The woman interrupted him impatiently: "Do I know you?" She looked at him unhappily.

These words hurt Peter's heart. Negative emotions poured into his heart, but he didn't show the slightest on the surface.

Pettigrew Peter said sadly, "Don't you remember me? I'm Peter from Gryffindor. We've met many times."

He added: "Don't be unhappy, I came alone today, Sirius and James are not here, so we will not have any unpleasantness."

Peter spoke more smoothly.

"Peter?" Rebecca rubbed the corners of her eyes suspiciously, as if she had a little impression of that follower who always followed Potter and Black?

Pettigrew Peter saw that Rebecca's face seemed to have softened, so he couldn't help striking while the iron was hot, pretending to be aggrieved and said, "I thought you just avoided me because you saw me and thought Sirius was here."

"See you?" Rebecca glanced at him differently, and said mockingly, "You think too much, I just don't like people around me."

The hoarse voice coupled with the woman's unintentional coquettish glance made Peter's whole body tense, and his whole body felt a little hot for a while.

He handed the wine glass to Rebecca, looked at her pitifully and said, "I ordered this for you, I hope you like it."

"I wanted to get to know you when I was in school, but unfortunately I never had the chance..." This sentence is sincere.

Rebecca was chilled by his pitiful eyes, and when she thought of his usual low-key appearance, her heart softened for a moment.

'Drink it, drink it, and you'll remember me forever. '——Rebecca's inner world of a pitiful person.

The woman looked at the empty wine glass in her hand, took the glass handed over by Peter indifferently, and drank it down in the cowardly man's weird and eager eyes.

"The alcohol content is weak..." Rebecca gradually sank into a coma with such thoughts.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Lucius: "So this chapter is about my woman being molested?"

Lion: "The author is not online right now...please call back later..."

Lucius: "I'll just ask you, when will I show up!"

Lion: "Depends on your mood..."

Lucius: "You can pick whatever is in the treasure house of the Malfoy family"

Lion: "Baby~ see you in the next chapter~ okay?"

Peter Pettigrew: "Why is it a bit cold?"

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