[HP] So you are such Anita

Draco stood in front of an old-fashioned red brick department store, with Muggles coming and going behind him, but no one seemed to see the blond boy in a big black robe.

The signboard of the red brick department store was faded and spotted, and it swayed in the wind and made an ugly creaking sound. Draco could vaguely see that the words on it were "Taotao Co., Ltd.".A "Closed for Renovation" sign was crookedly hung on the dusty window, and there were only a few cracked human dolls in cheap wigs and in various poses.

Draco looked at one of the dolls in a green nylon dress, and said softly, "I'm going to the fifth floor, Spell Injury Department."

The doll's eyeballs rolled, it nodded slightly, and waved its connected fingers, signaling for the visitor to pass.

Draco stepped forward and passed through the glass directly. The black robe behind him swayed slightly in the wind and flew into the glass.

The noisy voice instantly rang in Draco's ears, and rows of wizards and wizards sitting on wooden chairs appeared in front of him. Some of them looked normal, and they were watching the "Daily Prophet" intently; But it looks unusual, or there is one more opponent, or one less face.

It wasn't the first time Draco came to this place, but every time he came, he couldn't find his way, there would always be a bunch of people blocking the stairs tightly.

Draco glanced at the photo of Potter surrounded by the Daily Prophet, he was explaining loudly that Anita was the winner of the Triwizard Tournament, and there was a big question mark in red font on the photo, saying "The Mysterious Disappearance of the Warrior Auerbach".

He knew that there would be some accidents in the finals, but he didn't expect that to happen. He didn't know what happened until his father told him. It was beyond his imagination. Anita turned into a dragon and ate Voldemort.

Last night in the library of Malfoy Manor, he went through the Field family history again and didn't miss a single word.

This time his feelings were completely different from before. If he just thought that the disappearance of the Field family was just a little mysterious, now he just felt chills all over his body.

There is a dragon curse in the Field family, because those who are sick will hide and reappear when they recover, and those who cannot recover will disappear, so few people know about it.

While being a dragon is an amazing thing, being an out-of-control dragon is a terrifying thing.

This is a blood curse, and the curse is contagious through blood.

That's why there were so many adopted children in the history of the Field family, and most of the family members did not live past the age of 30. No matter in that era, the Field family was not considered a prosperous family.

Draco avoided a male wizard coughing and exhaling white smoke, he turned and walked towards the healer in a dark green robe, "Where is the staircase?"

The therapist was dealing with a father and daughter, who were struggling to keep their winged daughter from flying up to the ceiling by her ankles.

Hearing Draco ask her, the therapist casually pointed to a wizard who was trying to stuff himself into the box, "It's just behind Mr. Bird, and by the way, can you take him back to the fifth floor together, he has always regarded himself as Teapot, I'm afraid he's taking some poor wizard's trunk for his tea cabinet, and he'll be in trouble if he's taken out of the hospital that way."

Draco nodded at the therapist, and walked towards Mr. Bird. Seeing someone approaching, Bode immediately stood upright, but his eyes were still looking at Draco.

"Come on, Mr. Bird, your tea cabinet is on the fifth floor." There should be nothing wrong with saying that, Draco has no experience in dealing with wizards with some problems in their heads.

Sure enough, Mr. Bird moved. He moved a little bit like an object, and his mouth kept making the whistle sound like hot water boiling.

Tweet~Tch~Tch~

Under the harsh sound, Draco frowned and walked through the double doors, which led to a long narrow corridor with portraits of famous therapists, all of them covering their ears and glaring at Mr. Bird.

Draco pretended he couldn't hear that sound, he kept looking at the crystal bubbles with candles on the ceiling, and walked towards the fifth floor expressionlessly.

As soon as he reached the fifth floor, Mr. Bird was rushed by the dark green robed healers who were ambushing on both sides of the stairs. They put a giant tea set on Mr. Bird and carried him to the fifth room in the corridor.

Draco watched the farce silently, ever since he walked into St. Mungo's Hospital, he was more and more worried about Anita.

He was walking in the corridor on the fifth floor. The doors on both sides of the corridor were closed tightly, and creepy laughter came from some rooms. room to go.

That room was the only one in the corridor with the door open, and there were already a few blond people sitting in it, who had obviously seen Draco.

"Malfoy? How do you know it's here?" Doris came out, looking thoughtful. "It seems that the Malfoy family gave St. Mungo a lot of sponsorship. It's true."

Draco nodded towards Doris, and walked straight to the rose-brown haired girl lying on the hospital bed.

Her face was as pale as a lifeless porcelain puppet, and her raised eyelashes were tightly closed without even trembling.

"Is she okay?" Draco shivered slightly as he watched Anita, who was breathing weakly.

"Annie just lost a lot of blood and needs time to recover." Doris found a seat and sat down. She frowned and looked at Draco who had been standing beside Anita's bed. "I know about Annie's presence here." The fewer people, the better for her recovery."

"Dolly, this child is just worried about Annie." Carrie stroked Annie's hair. "The therapist said that it's almost done. She will wake up soon, and even have time to go to Hogwarts next semester."

Draco took out a handful of blue cornflowers from his black robe and put them in the vase beside Anita's bed, "Many people in pure-blood families have died unexpectedly recently, all of them were the Death Eaters who died that night. They seem to be trying to hide the fact that Voldemort has been resurrected."

Doyle immediately closed the door of the room, and Eric put down the magic book he had been holding, and cast a secrecy spell on the room.

"Hush!" Doris exaggeratedly put her index finger on her lips, "Since you already know it, don't say it again."

"Why? Did you take advantage of Anita and then decide not to say anything?" Draco looked down at Anita with displeasure.

"Speaking of which will only make the wizarding world more chaotic, isn't it good now, the danger is gone, and everyone can return to a peaceful life." Doris pursed her lips, "A short and peaceful life."

"Don't talk about Dolly," Eric stood up and walked in front of Draco, "Mr. Malfoy was there that night, so I'm not surprised you know something, and I also know your relationship with Anita Very good, so fight for her."

Eric pointed forward with his wand, and a fire-breathing dragon appeared in front of Draco, "However, in this matter, using Anita's dragon form to kill Voldemort is indeed the fastest and most effective option .”

"I was also shocked when I found out about this incident, but it has already happened, so we can't change anything. Of course, this is also the Dark Lord's own choice. If he chooses Potter, he may live for a while , It's a pity that he chose Anita," Eric smiled self-deprecatingly, "You don't have to make a fuss about it, the fate of the Field family is like this, we have never been the group of people who can choose freely, even if we say no, then It won't change anything."

"Then, can Anita stay away from these dangers in the future?" Draco looked at Eric.

Eric looked at Anita's sleeping face in silence, and he sighed, "We have been working hard for this, but it seems to have failed now. I think you also know about the Auerbach family, it was not an accident , and after the person hiding behind destroyed Auerbach, the next target will be Field, Anita is destined not to be able to get out of it, all she can do is win for her family."

"Dad, Annie doesn't need to win," Doris obviously disapproved of Eric's words. "The disaster of the Field family was doomed from the beginning. What can Anita do? She doesn't need to worry about anything now. Once the evil spirit incident is resolved, there will be no more so-called responsibilities imposed on us by the previous generation in the future."

Eric looked at Doris, and finally shook his head helplessly, "In short, you are the next head of the Field family, and you can decide for yourself."

"I will naturally choose the best solution. What's wrong with watching the people of the past go to destruction? Only when the haze in the sky dissipates can we see the road ahead clearly?" Doris smiled and looked at Draco, "So you Do you know? The Voldemort incident is the end, and we will see the dawn after waiting patiently for a while, Anita's efforts are worth it."

Doris paused for a moment before changing the subject.

"However, I also have a question for you. Since you already know the dragon curse in Field's blood, do you still dare to be with Anita? Are you still willing to marry her as your wife? In the future, the descendants of the Malfoy family may also be cursed."

This is also the reason why his father implicitly did not support him being with Anita. Draco knew the horror of the Blood Curse, but when he looked at Anita who was still sleeping, there was only one answer in his mind.

"I never changed my mind."

"Pfft," Doris looked at Draco and smiled, "I'm happy for Anita. Maybe she didn't realize that this kind of blood would cause trouble for other pure-blood families, otherwise she wouldn't talk to you about marriage About marriage."

"Then she'd better not be aware of it all the time," Draco looked at Anita tenderly, "I won't let her know."

Doris winked at Draco, "I like your answer, so, I, Doris Field, promised Draco Malfoy that you don't need to worry about all Field's curse problems, because Field will be free."