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

Draco really didn't know what Lycoris meant by this. Didn't she care whether Potter was telling the truth or not?

He was sure that Potter was telling the truth.

The Dark Lord was now at his home, at Malfoy Manor.

"Don't understand?" Licorice asked in a relaxed tone, and she supported herself and sat on the railing.

Draco instinctively raised his hands to protect her, fearing that she would fall.

Lycoris took Draco's hand and placed it on her knee, pleased with his subconscious protective gesture.

"If the Dark Lord has not returned, Potter is a liar. Dumbledore's support for Potter is supporting a liar. He has such a good reputation in the wizarding world, ha! White wizard!" Licorice sneered and said with a smile, "Wouldn't Dumbledore be tainted in this way? Joint responsibility is also a responsibility."

"What if..." Draco looked up at Lycoris and spoke hesitantly, "What if what Potter said is true, the Dark Lord...what if the Dark Lord comes back?"

Draco's throat tightened and his voice trembled slightly.

Has the secret been revealed?

You look like you have "The Dark Lord Returns, in My House" tattooed on your face.

"That doesn't matter. Let everyone be afraid of the return of the Dark Lord!" After saying this, Lycoris felt that she exuded a kind of middle school aura.

"Fear? The fear of the Dark Lord's return, what does it have to do with you?" Draco's hand was held by Lycoris. Her hand was warm, and she passed the warmth to him.

"Of course it matters. What if the Dark Lord appreciates me and makes me his most loyal believer?" Lycoris looked directly into Draco's gray-blue eyes, as if she was seeing something through him.

Is she kidding?

Licorice actually has such an idea?

Draco frowned, feeling something was wrong, but he was sure that Lycoris was not lying to him.

"You let Potter tell the story of the Dark Lord's return in order to make the wizards in the magical world fear the Dark Lord. The purpose of doing this is to become someone the Dark Lord appreciates?" Draco was not sure what Licorice meant, so he summed it up.

"This is my sincerity. The Dark Lord is our Slytherin's hope. I'm tired of being suppressed by Gryffindor." Lycoris moved her fingers and stroked Draco's cold hands.

"I hate it when people don't follow the rules, especially when I make the rules." Lycoris said something Draco didn't understand, and then she said something he could understand, "I acted as a middleman and asked Rita Skeeter to connect with Potter, so that Potter could tell his own experience. Let everyone know that when the Dark Lord returns, Slytherin must be first."

I seem to understand.

Slytherin must be first, Draco agreed.

Whether it's the Quidditch Cup or the House Cup, we have to win.

"Next, are you going to ask me how I met Rita Skeeter?" Lycoris took the initiative to explain, and her attitude was very cooperative. "During the Triwizard Tournament, she was an interviewing reporter, and I left her contact information. What if it comes in handy? Look, it's come in handy now."

"Don't worry!" Lycoris lowered her head and put her forehead against Draco's, saying, "I won't do anything bad to you."

"If you have anything to say next time, you must tell me first. I—" Draco raised his head slightly, and Lycoris's breath was very close to him, "I'll pick you up."

"Okay." Lycoris deliberately jumped down from the railing where she was sitting, and was caught by Draco and held tightly in his arms.

"What if you fall?" Draco rolled his eyes and hugged Lycoris honestly.

"Can't you fly?" Licorice said with a smile and put her arms around his neck.

"I can't fly. The broomstick can fly, but it's too late." Draco thought she was teasing him. How could a wizard fly on his own?

The two of them talked it out, and Lycoris promised to tell Draco the first time she found Potter, and Draco also said he would not stop her from looking for Potter.

The moonlight was dim, and the two kissed in the moonlight. Just like many years ago, the scene was recreated.

Lycoris and Draco walked around Hogwarts hand in hand, fulfilled their duties as prefects, and separated in the Slytherin common room.

Lycoris watched Draco return to the boys' dormitory, then turned and leaned against the corridor outside the girls' dormitory.

Sorry Draco, I can only tell you half the story.

The superficial half, I can tell you the truth.

You don't have to worry about me, you can also...

Licorice lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions in them.

You can also convey my words to Voldemort.

Lycoris knew that Draco was a simple man and he didn't know how to block his brain.

Voldemort was a madman and it was impossible for him to respect the privacy of his subordinates.

If he was at Malfoy Manor and suddenly wanted to see Draco's memories, he would be finished with a look of Legilimency.

Now, the me he sees from Draco's memories is the me I want him to see.

From Potter's empathetic memory, the me he sees is still the me I want him to see.

Everyone is a ladder for me to climb up.

The famous savior Potter, the descendant of the pure-blood wizard Malfoy, the greatest white wizard Dumbledore...

If a person is not trying to imitate you on purpose, but she can see your shadow everywhere.

It’s hard to say about others, but the conceited and proud Voldemort should not hate himself.

If this happens to be the case, at least I am a useful person.

Lycoris didn't want to have a head-on confrontation with Voldemort, but some things wouldn't happen unless she wanted to.

Even if there is only a small possibility, Licorice will treat it seriously.

She is her father's daughter, and her father is the focus of Voldemort's attention.

Voldemort values ​​his father. Whether it is to hinder his father or to deal with him, there will always be someone who will tell Voldemort that he is his goddaughter.

He's not interested, that's all.

Whenever he is interested, he will say, "Let your daughter come over and let me take a look."

She was in a very passive position, and Licorice didn't want to fall into that situation.

Like the Lucius Malfoy imprisonment incident.

Voldemort knew that Draco was a child who was spoiled since childhood and had no ability to kill or burn people, but he still forced Draco to assassinate Dumbledore.

Voldemort was punishing the Malfoy family, and he didn't care about Draco's life.

If Dumbledore was not the Dumbledore he is now, but a darker version of him who was full of vigor and ambition and went all the way to darkness, Draco would have died.

Licorice knew that she couldn't become her father's weakness, so she tried her best to take advantage of Porter's empathy.

Also... speak half to Draco and leave the other half.

False and false, true and false.