[HP] Tsundere from afar

I still go to see Luna and Mr. Ollivander in the dead of night, and take some good food with me.Believe in Hufflepuff, as long as Hufflepuff thinks it is delicious, it must be delicious!

After all, Hufflepuffs like to visit the kitchen next door when they have nothing to do.

"This kind of melt-in-the-mouth cookie is really the best little dessert I've ever eaten. I'm not even afraid of getting fat. I must eat many of them every afternoon." I said to Luna and the others with a smile, and licked He licked the corner of his mouth: "It was produced by the Kenner Elf in Malfoy Manor."

"Thank you." They took the little dessert.

Just as Luna put one of them in her mouth, the polite elf from Malfoy Manor appeared in front of us with a "bang", and Kenna said loudly like an unexpected guest: "What can I do for Yi?" Is Miss Fu serving?"

You must know that the space in the dungeon is a bit large, and its echoes spread like a "loud sound". At a certain moment, I felt that everyone in the entire manor should be awakened.

I always feel that Malfoy Manor is full of malice towards me.

With a bitter face, I quickly stuffed the remaining small desserts to Luna, lifted my black skirt and rushed up the steps, like a disaster victim who was about to flee: "I'll get out of here first, see you tomorrow night!"

When I tiptoed out of the last step in the dark, I was relieved to hear the silence all around, so I let go of my little hoof and walked upstairs, turned around and quickly closed the door after opening it.With his back against the door, he couldn't help letting out a soft breath, lamenting how fast he slipped away.

Then I saw something bright in the darkness, I poked my head out a little suspiciously, squinted my eyes to get closer to the light spot, and finally I realized something, and waved my wand to fill the room with light.So the boy who sat on my bed and looked at me for a long time was completely seen by me: "Draco?"

He was leaning lazily on the pillow, his shirt buttons were undone to his chest, revealing the young man's beautiful and powerful chest muscles.He was fiddling with the magic wand in his hand, and his long legs lay on the bed, making him look much slender.Draco's gray-blue eyes were still looking at me vaguely, his whole person was like a human-shaped love potion, if he hadn't always been honest, I would have suspected that he was seducing me.

I watched Draco recently and silently made the bed in my heart.

"Where did you go just now, Eve?" He moved his long legs down, walked up to me, and rubbed my hair helplessly.

I hugged Draco's waist and smiled like a coquettish to my father, but after hugging his waist, I felt very tight, and it felt like Draco had grown abs behind my back. : "I just went to see Ollivander and Luna."

This made Draco restrain his smile a bit, I raised my face and looked at him, almost hanging on him.Looking at it from this angle, I felt that Draco had lost a lot of weight, but his face became more and more tapered, as if he had just returned from Apparation in Korea. I couldn't help touching his chin.

"Don't have too much contact with them, Eve." Draco reached out and took my claws off his face, and there was a sense of fatigue in his words.

As if I was tiring him, the realization overwhelmed me a bit, and I didn't even have the guts to ask why.Although the answer is clear, because Draco and I belong to Voldemort, and he supports Voldemort.

But I still asked weakly: "Will the Malfoy family really support him all the time?"

The blurt of this sentence made Draco put on a flustered expression, he looked around a bit uneasy, and then pressed my shoulder, his gray-blue eyes were full of anxiety and tension, but it was useless to flinch And cowardly: "Eve, listen to me."

"If that's the case, don't ask me again in the future." Draco made the atmosphere of our meeting into a crime scene, which made me a little bit unbearable to look directly at.

"But..." I tried desperately to explain something, and at that moment I even wanted to tell him that Voldemort might fail.

"You have to be obedient, and put aside your useless concerns about Potter and the others for now." He looked relaxed, but looked at me with threatening eyes, his beautiful eyebrows raised to one side, and he still looked so handsome But Draco made me feel depressed: "Like what happened yesterday, try not to anger the master, try not to let the master use Cruciatus on you."

Although Malfoy Manor was already depressing enough, and I knew he was doing it for my own good, but my mood just turned bad for no reason, as if I was about to have my period.

"Of course I'll be good." I pursed my lips and smiled, burying my face in Draco's arms, as if that way he wouldn't see me smiling.

In the two years I've been with Draco, there's never been a single conversation that made me feel so far away from each other.He seems to be hiding something from me and not letting me get involved, although I also hide a lot of things from him and don't want him to know.

The biggest difference between me and Draco is that maybe his views will change in the end; but I will never change my views from the beginning to the end, and I will never sincerely support Voldemort.

He killed my grandpa Russ because he was a psycho.

But Draco is alive, and I have to do something.

In fact, I vaguely noticed that the Malfoy family was dissatisfied with Voldemort. Anyone occupying the dove's nest would make the original owner feel bored, let alone Malfoy, who originally liked to care about every detail.

So I held Draco's hand when he was about to leave, and after a long pause, I said to him: "Draco, you can ask your father to find some information about Horcruxes."

"What?" His expression was full of bewilderment.

"The Horcrux."

The Death Eaters were surprised that I was alive and well. In fact, the other Death Eaters didn't agree that I was one of them at all. They thought I was the equivalent of Nagini's beast, just for the Dark Lord's entertainment.

As a matter of fact, as a scumbag, I still haven't been able to use Cruciatus correctly, which is equivalent to wearing a mentally handicapped label of "please despise me during the internship" properly on my chest.

But they can only speak ill of me behind my back, and I still have to give Voldemort face in the face.I am getting closer and closer to Voldemort, and I was even allowed to sit at the long table in the meeting. Although I can't say anything, maybe they are afraid of me making a small report, but I really don't have the guts. To put it bluntly---

I just admire the way they look down on me and can't kill me... "Eve." While I was screaming, Voldemort suddenly called my name, and I always felt that something bad would happen if he called me.

I bowed slightly before Voldemort: "Here I am, Master."

"Very good." He rarely used the word well for me, although maybe it was just an accident.Voldemort raised his hand, he walked by me, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a rare way: "In order to reward you for your recent performance, you will go to the Ministry of Magic with Akore..."

Go on a public trip?

"Congratulations to me and Pius," he said slowly, and I almost rolled my eyes face down.

But I still laughed myself into a flower: "My pleasure."

"Yakere." Voldemort immediately raised his chin, and he said suggestively: "Look at her."

"Of course, I will take good care of Miss Eve." The blond man named Yacole gave me a respectful look, and he smirked in an ugly way, which made me feel so weird that I was the future Adults are under strict supervision when they go out to travel.

After following that Yakelei out of the study room, I suddenly realized something. My brain, which hadn't been turned on for a long time, suddenly started working at super speed. I'm going to the Ministry of Magic?

Maybe I should do something?But it always feels like a conspiracy?Forget it, think about it on the road.

The daily life of a certain Death Eater---

One day, a beautiful Muggle cake was placed in the dining room of Malfoy Manor.This sparked all sorts of jitters and heated discussions among the Death Eaters.

"I feel that this box of pastries is unusual." A certain Death Eater with a prophetic lineage murmured.

"There must be something strange!" Pettigrew frowned at the cake, glanced around with sneaky eyes, and swallowed unconsciously.

"Is it a Muggle conspiracy?" Greyback the werewolf walked past shaking his head, expressing his lack of interest in the cake.

"When was this cake here?" Bella frowned and looked at the cake, and she asked sharply, "What do you want to do, Lucius?"

"It's impossible for Malfoy Manor to be invaded by a Muggle cake at will!" Lucius said with a straight face, leaning on a cane and angrily told Bella: "My loyalty to the master cannot be questioned..."

Then the hungry and fainted Eve rushed out of the room---

Eat this cake in front of everyone.

"..." Everyone who ended the topic in an instant said that Hufflepuff was terrible.