HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

"I said, don't touch it casually." Lucius' tone was cold, and the snake-headed wand with a cold light in his hand hit the boy's hand.

If it hits me, won't it bleed?

Seeing Malfoy's admiring look at his father who didn't even want to hide, Lycoris rushed over and stretched out her hand to cover his, just like she touched the Charizard last time.

It was a dream anyway, so it shouldn’t hurt too much…

It was still painful, and Licoris felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand.

Is there something wrong with Lucius?

Isn't this your biological son?

He believes in you, and he won't even hide. Are you really coming? Really?

Licoris cursed in her mind, and the back of her hand hurt so much that she couldn't speak.

Malfoy felt his hand being held by someone, and when he turned around, he saw that it was his classmate Lycoris Snape.

"Why are you here?" Malfoy was confused.

"This is the first time I used Floo powder to go to Diagon Alley and told the wrong location." Lycoris opened her eyes and lied, took out her wand and cast a spell on the back of her hand.

When Licoris raised her head, the scene seemed to have been accelerated.

She heard Lucius telling Mr. Borgin that I hope my son can be better than a thief and a robber, but his grades have not improved at all, and he may only be able to do the same things as a thief and a robber in the future.

Lucius has been saying that Malfoy is terrible, "A girl from a non-wizard family is better than him in exams every time, and he doesn't feel ashamed."

He was ashamed.

The girl saw Malfoy standing silently beside her, and her ears turned red to her neck.

Lycoris was sure that something must be at work, using Malfoy's inner demons to torment him.

"That's not the case, Mr. Malfoy." Lycoris said. The two adults in the store turned to look at her, and Malfoy suddenly raised his head.

Why is she here?

Could it be that she heard her father scolding him? Malfoy blushed with shame.

"Malfoy is number one in Potions. The Headmaster has never said anything about him, even once.

"Malfoy was very good at flying lessons and successfully picked up a broomstick in one try. He also saved my life when I accidentally fell. Now he is also a seeker on the Quidditch team and he trains very hard.

"So what if other people's children are good? Are you still going to give up on Draco?" When Lycoris said this, she could guess what the plot might be like later. "He is already very good, even the savior. Not even Leigh Porter."

The scene in front of him seemed to melt into a ball, and then he stood in a familiar place - Malfoy Manor.

This transition is quite professional, Licolis thought to herself, much better than the late cuts in those junk TV shows she saw in her previous life.

The girl opened the door and went in.

So Lycoris watched a story about pure-blood parenting, which was of course done at double speed.

Before the age of three, things were fine, with a loving father and a filial son. He is really just like his father said, he is a little crybaby.

After the Malfoy magic riot, it was a harsh education.

Lycoris frowned when she saw it. She had been indoctrinating the Malfoy family since she was five years old, and that personal interests need to be sacrificed for the family.

As long as Malfoy is studying, he will appear to criticize him for not doing well and not being able to do anything well.

So what can a young child know?

Liklis still liked to see him happily chasing peacocks and tossing flowers in the flower bed.

She is as well-behaved as a snow dumpling, and her light golden little head is much more pleasing to the eye.

But I don’t know why I can’t touch it this time, but the short, fluffy light blond hair seems to be nice to touch.

Licoris just lowered her head and looked at her hands, wondering what the trick was this time. Look up, my dear, the scenery has changed again.

A grand birthday party, but the protagonist was not seen at all.

Lycoris looked at the ragged plain robe on her body and decided to take a detour.

She still knew something about the house she had lived in for a month, and started looking for Malfoy.

I saw Lucius many times during this period, saying almost the same thing to different people in different places.

Licolis summed it up in one sentence: My son is a waste.

The top priority for this perverted inner demon is to find Malfoy.

finally found you.

Licoris stepped closer to the closet and opened the door.

Very good, no weird door-opening kills.

There was only a crying Malfoy sitting in his clothes holding his knees, whimpering in a small voice. Hearing someone open the door, he looked up in panic.

Can you see yourself this time?

So do you want to coax the child?

Licoris sighed.

However, according to Lycoris's guess, the real Malfoy would not remember what happened in the dream. Otherwise, how could he be bullied like this without saying a word?

"Draco, do you know me?" Lycoris tried to be kind and asked gently, "Why are you here alone? Isn't it your birthday today?"

The boy didn't know the girl.

He shook his head, his eyes wary. He didn't say anything and shrank back.

"Did Lucius scold you?"

Malfoy nodded, then shook his head.

Licoris closed her eyes and took a deep breath, but she still couldn't help it.

"Why is he acting like this? It's too much!" Lycoris also squeezed in and sat down next to him, looking at him. "Lucius is not dissatisfied with you when he demands you so harshly. And look at him. I can’t do any better than Abrax!”

The boy's gray-blue eyes widened. She knew her father and grandfather.

She's talking bad about her father!

"You...can't speak ill of father." The boy pulled Liklis's robe and whispered, "This is not good."

Look, Lucius, you are really evil. Even in this perverted dream, Malfoy is still facing you.

Licoris said, "I won't say anything anymore. Then tell me what you plan to do next? Today is your birthday."

"My father doesn't want me anymore. He says I'm too stupid." The boy's eyes dimmed. "I can only embarrass him."

"Where is your mother? Where is Aunt Narcissa?" There can't be anything bad in this dream, right? Licoris quickly asked, "Why didn't she show up on your birthday?"

"Mother?" The boy didn't understand, as if he was thinking about something.

Co-authoring is still a castrated version of Dreamland, right?

Eliminate the mother who loves him, leaving only the father to cause psychological shadow.

The boy fainted and fell limp. Licoris protected his body as it fell to the ground, and the boy leaned in her arms.

Soon her vision went dark, and Licoris muttered silently: One, two, three, next level.

Licoris skipped another dream, this time a bit cruel.

She looked down at the blood on the ground, flowing in through the crack in the door. Not surprisingly, it is probably a genocide plot.

From corporal punishment to humiliation to public humiliation, the dream gradually deepened the persecution of Malfoy.

The last dream was about erasing his mother who could give him a sense of happiness. He didn't even recognize him, and probably also erased his life on campus at Hogwarts.

Next, guess the plot of a bloodbath at Malfoy Manor.