Finally came the day of school, even though Malfoy explained to Lucius and Narcissa that Black would not dare to commit crimes in broad daylight. The couple still insisted on taking him to the station, and they would not be at ease until they saw him get on the train.
Compared with other families who sent their children to school, the Malfoy family seemed very relaxed. They didn't carry large and small luggage. Narcissa, who doted on Draco, chose to pay more but checked it more easily.
She couldn't bear to drag her sweetheart to school with heavy luggage, and Lucius didn't care about the small money.
And Malfoy himself can only choose to accept the kindness of his parents.
Without the traceless extension spell, the big iron cage is indeed inconvenient to carry.
There was no incident along the way, and when they arrived at the station, they followed the flowing crowd and moved forward slowly. Narcissa complained about the annoying air conditions in the train station from time to time. She has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and she can't bear it. The way to express her dissatisfaction is to frown her long and narrow eyebrows, and keep picking and choosing about the environment that is actually not satisfactory.
Lucius declined to comment, having grown accustomed to his wife's personality.
After a while, they advanced to the front of the platform, and they could board the train at any time. The scarlet steam locomotive was blowing smoke directly above the platform, and the platform was full of wizard parents and their children with Lucius and his wife.
"Hector!" Lucius smiled, changed his cane to his left hand, then walked straight to his old friend, stretched out his right hand, and expressed his joy after seeing his friend.
Hector also stretched out his right hand symbolically, and shook it lightly, as a greeting.
"Draco has grown taller again, and it looks like he will be a man like your father in the future." Hector said with a smile. For parents, the best way to get closer is to praise their own child.
"Where, your little princess is really taller." Lucius was also polite.
Afterwards, the juniors greeted the elders, so they almost wasted some time under the platform. Malfoy saw that Pansy looked at his little face with no expression, and couldn't help thinking about how he had offended her again. .
She had been aloof toward the end of last term, but Malfoy could see no obvious reason for it.
It can only be attributed to the puberty of girls, right
The two of them boarded the train together and sat in adjacent armchairs, neither of them saying a word. But only Pan Xi knew that she was not as calm as she seemed.
Since Pansy didn't seem to be very happy to start a conversation with him, Malfoy naturally wouldn't bother to start a conversation. The train shook, and after confirming the start, he closed his eyes and fell asleep by the window.
Looking at the familiar side face, Pan Xi felt lucky and relieved.
When the news of the basilisk rampage came from outside, she was still cleaning the ink-stained robes in Snape's office. attacked.
But when she saw that Malfoy, who was sick, might be alive or dead, she felt like she had made a mistake.
"The pure blood of a wizard is noble, and the blood of a Muggle is dirty." She heard her parents say these words countless times, subtly, and she felt that this was a matter of course.
These thoughts have been deeply engraved in her mind, but the meeting with Malfoy changed her.
He'd be upset when she said Mudblood, even though his parents were purebloods, even though he still acted in front of his parents with a sense of being noble because of his blood.
But she knew that Malfoy he was actually dismissive of this, it was just his disguise.
He would insert some Muggle history when he told himself a story. Some stories sounded more bizarre than novels, but he had never heard of them. Her own parents would not care about those Muggle histories. Wouldn't hire a Muggle history teacher for her. Everything was very novel to her, but in order to show her reserve, sometimes even if her heart tightened because of it, she didn't show it, but forced herself to say some poisonous words.
She knew that there was discrimination in Muggle society, but a black man in Muggle society could actually become the president of the country, which made her unbelievable, just like a mudblood becoming the Minister of Magic. Night Tale.
She still remembered that the black man's name was Ao Guanhai, even though what Malfoy said was sometime in the future, she still chose to believe it.
She was a little shaken, but it was still not obvious. She tried her best to restrain herself from saying those insulting words in public, but she didn't want to admit that she was affected. She compromised with herself: "This is just the behavior that a well-bred lady should have. .”
But she still couldn't help cursing secretly in her heart.
She hated the girl named Hermione the most.
His grades are among the best. If it wasn't for Draco being better, perhaps Gryffindor would be number one in the grades.
She also "seduces" Malfoy, she's seen the two of them alone together, when they've left themselves behind.
She thinks that only she can enjoy Malfoy's indulgence. When he gets the candy at home, he will considerately keep a share for himself, comfort her after losing the Quidditch game, tell her many interesting stories, and Her safety taught her the spell of self-defense, and he would accommodate her when she was angry, even if he didn't take it for granted, he would still apologize to himself when he lost his temper.
But she could see from his eyes that he only had the kind of doting on her that was similar to his "father", and he had no other emotions for her. Maybe it's not for the time being, and it's just a normal reaction to blush when you tease him occasionally.
He should be the first person of the same age he knows, maybe when he grows older, he will really like himself.
Maybe he was still a child in his eyes.
Looking at the hospital bed, Pansy felt an indescribable sense of fear even at the line of blood seeping from the bandage. If the injured head was her head, she imagined that he would leave her forever? The wizard's magic is not so powerful that it can regenerate a severed head.
Can pure blood make death merciful in the face of death
Except for the difference in status, she really couldn't find a single place where she was better than Hermione.
From her point of view, even Malfoy's life was saved by that Muggle witch, and it was she who notified Headmaster Dumbledore that Malfoy escaped.
She thought about it for a long time, but on the surface she maintained the same attitude and tone as usual. Only she knew that her attitude had changed.
Even if I can't help him, I can't be a motivator.
This was one of the reasons why she didn't contact Malfoy much during the holidays, she wasted too much time, and she decided to catch up.
The boy will always intentionally or unintentionally mention possible dangers in the future, and she subconsciously chooses to believe him. Even if she realizes that she may not be able to fight with him, at least she cannot hold him back.
Pansy remembered how many nights she woke up from her sleep, the last picture before her eyes was Malfoy lying in the ruins, surrounded by ruins, bricks and tiles. Flocks of ominous crows flew under the dark sky, making creepy calls, and there were many people she knew or didn't know standing around, including Malfoy's parents, her own parents, and Headmaster Dumbledore , another person was also lying on the ground, but that person may not be called a person, his nose did not exist at all, leaving only two disgusting slits.
She guessed that he was dead, but the ferocious face still terrified her.
The dream made her palpitate.
She didn't want to think about what this dream meant, or that it was directly a foresight of the future. What she hoped was that it was just her own wild imagination.
Just when she wanted to pull her thoughts back, she suddenly found that her panic had been magnified many times, the scene in front of her continued to change, the man without a nose stood up, and crazily fired spells at the people around him, The meteor-like curse made people feel overwhelmed, and people ran away in fear.
Her heart was impregnated with the poison called fear, and the cold and icy feeling spread all over her body in an instant, and the only warmth seemed to be gradually eaten away by a small insect bit by bit.
A white light suddenly and gradually fell in front of her eyes, as if dispelling the holy light of the dark clouds, she heard the familiar voice in her ear: "Pansy, are you alright?"
She saw Malfoy looking at her with concern, and the tip of the wand in his hand was exuding a soft silver-white light. Just as she was about to answer, she realized that every joint in her body seemed to be chilling, and the chill passed Her skin made her tremble uncontrollably, she wanted to speak but couldn't.
"This group of disgusting things." She only saw Malfoy curse in a vicious voice, but she knew it was out of concern for her.
"Eat it, and you'll feel better." Malfoy fed Pansy a piece of chocolate, and Pansy felt a warm current flow through her body.
Only then did Pansy feel much better, and after regaining consciousness, she found herself lying in Malfoy's arms.
She suddenly felt that she didn't need to be brave anymore.
Because of him, she thought.
"Let me sleep a little longer." Pansy pretended to be dazed and raving, his eyelids drooped again, and "unintentionally" put his hand on Malfoy's waist again, hanging on his body like a koala .
Malfoy felt that Pansy in front of him had returned to his original appearance, but he hadn't completely changed back. There were some slight differences from the beginning, but the changes couldn't be explained.
Intuition told him this was a good change.
But when he thought of what happened just now, anger appeared on his Xiaoji face again.
"Are you very hungry? Sooner or later, I will let you eat your fill!" \+The latest official mobile phone reader app of this site is launched! Daily updates of new mass novel content, small size, save traffic, no ads, more convenient to find novels, come and follow the WeChat public account jiakonglishi (press and hold for three seconds to copy) to download the mobile client]