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

"Give me this dagger, okay?" Lycoris was afraid that he would suddenly strike him with a knife, and her efforts in breaking through the dream world would be in vain.

After waking up, we still have to face...

"Be good, Draco, let go of your hand." Lycoris soothed softly, and even called out his Christian name, which she wouldn't say in the real world because she was too intimate.

Since in the dream I was a classmate who could attend his birthday party, the relationship must be very good.

Licoris was very thorough in her work. She even considered such things as setting up the identity of the characters in the dream.

The girl's hand went down the boy's wrist, and her fingertips lightly tapped the back of his hand, "Let go of it, be good."

"Cang-" There was a sound of metal falling to the ground, and Malfoy let go of the dagger he had been holding tightly.

Licoris bent down to pick it up and quickly threw it far away.

Great, won't get it again.

"What should I do? What should I do?" The boy muttered these words and looked at the girl who was as tall as himself in front of him as if asking for help.

Appropriate physical contact can help reduce anxiety. Where did you see this?

Forget it, forget it.

Lycoris took the initiative to gently hold Malfoy's knife hand, took a step forward and gave him a hug.

"It's all over, it's okay."

Lycoris patted his back, and Malfoy's stiff body relaxed.

The boy who was neatly dressed in a black suit was held in the arms of a girl in a blood-stained white dress. She tried hard to comfort him, saying that everything was not his fault.

The man in his arms suddenly shook, and his whole body softened. Licoris hugged him and checked him for any wounds in a panic.

Fortunately, he just fell asleep and didn't get a murder weapon from somewhere and stabbed himself through.

"What do you want to do next?" Licoris knelt on the ground and hugged him. She awkwardly covered the ears of the person in her arms and looked up at the sky.

"Killed Hogwarts? Or..." The girl tilted her head and smiled, her voice flat, "Do you want to destroy the world?"

Tom Marvolo Riddle never thought that this girl would suddenly fly over and stab him through with a knife. He was clearly the father of the boy. How could she do this?

"Do you want to destroy the world?"

How could she say such words so lightly?

Tom Marvolo Riddle, who had been in the diary since his soul split, was shocked by this girl who looked like a teenager. How could she be completely different from this boy.

not here?

Or is control diminished?

After Lycoris finished speaking, there was no reaction at all, and it seemed that she would not jump to the next dream.

Is this really the final dream?

Licoris stood up, supported the unconscious Malfoy, walked to the fake Lucius corpse, squatted down, and stabbed it with the dagger transformed in her right hand.

Blood splashed on his face, cold and wet.

The girl in the curtain suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with excitement that had not faded away.

are you back?

She turned to look at Malfoy beside her, who was sleeping peacefully under the light. Chest heaving, good, not dead.

Licoris closed her eyes and rested.

This night, traveling through dreams repeatedly and killing werewolves was really tiring.

The girl didn't see that after she closed her eyes, tears fell from the corners of the eyes of the boy beside her, and he mouthed "Mom".

Malfoy woke up and seemed to have something in his hand?

He opened the quilt and looked inside, and his hand was held.

Why did Licoris fall asleep?

Still sleeping in my own bed!

Malfoy quickly pulled his hand away, panicking.

"Don't make any noise." Licoris waved her hand and turned over.

"Draco, how are you feeling today? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Theodore's voice sounded outside.

How to do? !

Malfoy quickly poked the girl, Licoris opened her eyes impatiently, and then saw Malfoy winking desperately.

"Draco?"

Licoris suddenly woke up and stuffed the bed lamp into her pocket.

Where can I hide myself?

Is it too late to drink the invisibility potion now? And there was no time to spray the invisible cloak potion.

Malfoy pointed to her quilt, and Lycoris quickly understood and wrapped herself in it.

Theodore Nott opened the curtain and Draco slowly opened his eyes.

"Theodore, are you going to read a book today?" He was so nervous that he looked at his roommate.

"Well," Theodore Nott nodded, and then noticed that there was an extra quilt on Malfoy's bed, "Are you cold?"

Malfoy followed his gaze and saw an extra quilt. He was extremely lucky that her quilt was also dark green, "Yes, I was too cold last night, so I added an extra one."

"I'm leaving first. Do you want me to bring you breakfast?"

"I'm not hungry."

Theodore Nott nodded to indicate that he understood, then let go and the curtain fell. He saw Lycoris' purse lying at the end of Draco's bed. She left in a hurry last night and forgot?

When you see her for breakfast later, remind her to come and get it.

Finally gone, Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aren't you going back?" Malfoy sat up and looked at her sticking her head out from under the quilt.

"How do you feel?" He died so many times in his dream, unlucky boy.

Why did she ask? Did you find something?

Thinking of the rare relaxation in his body today, Malfoy said, "Did you discover something?"

Licoris thought he had discovered something, but she didn't know that his next sentence was, "Is someone cursing me with black magic?"

Rounding it off, it counts.

You curse yourself, who can blame you?

"Did you take something belonging to Mr. Malfoy?" Lycoris didn't talk nonsense to him at all. If he did it again, he would be gone.

Malfoy's eyes evaded and he subconsciously looked to the right, "No, what should I do with my father's things?"

Licoris didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Malfoy glanced, then glanced, could she stop looking at him?

"Here you go," Malfoy turned around and pulled out a notebook from under the pillow and placed it between the two of them, "Why don't I just take a diary that my father doesn't need."

Good guy, you are still brave.

Put Voldemort's Horcrux under your pillow and sleep with it at night. If this doesn’t pull you into a dream, even if it absorbs your vitality, it’s not the right time and place.

Licoris was about to get it, but her hand was held down.

Malfoy hesitated for a long time, then said, "This is a diary that can communicate. Are you sure you need it?"

I'm not sure it doesn't matter, I'm sure you can't touch it again.

Licoris thought, if you are gone, who will teach those children potions lessons?

"You don't think it's because of it that I feel uncomfortable, do you?" Malfoy thought of something. This is his father's thing. "My father will not harm me."

Lycoris obtained Tom Marvolo Riddle's diary from Malfoy.

"I just borrowed it for a look."