hello mr draco

Cherry Manor is very quiet, that kind of quiet is silent in the romantic fragrance of spring flowers.

Such an imaginative look, in a garden surrounded by countless blooming flowers, a man in a black wizard robe, pushing a wheelchair, quietly placed an oriental man with long hair in the sea of ​​flowers On the fragrant path.

Butterflies occasionally dance around the oriental man, and the man with curly black hair, tall barbed eagle nose and deep eyes, even standing quietly beside the sea of ​​flowers, has a noble temperament on his body. Still can't cover it.

The man finally bent down, picked off a blooming rose, held it in both hands like a calm sacrifice, and placed it little by little on the hand of the man in the wheelchair.

"Sir... this spring. The flowers in the manor are still blooming very well."

Against the background of the pink roses, the man's hands looked very pale and fragile.The rain and dew on the petals slid down and dripped on the man's skin where the meridians could be vaguely seen.

Severus Chen planted a kiss on those hands and just looked up.The iron gate of the manor was pushed open by a young man with fiery red hair.

"Master Sif, I have already sent the potions needed by St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness. But..." Huo Huo said in frustration, "They still haven't been able to research the potions that can revive the master. They say that the wizarding world has never had symptoms like this before."

The boy with fiery red hair looks like he is 16 years old, but he is actually the same age as Chen Junyu.He completely inherited the appearance of the oriental man, although he was not set by the master when he was researched.But in the later period, he had to practice hard and finally he could cultivate the human form, but he still chose the oriental appearance similar to his master.

He came to the wheelchair step by step.The person lying quietly on the chair seemed to be asleep. Although his face was pale, there was still pink blood on his cheeks.It's just that the long hair that is as smooth as silk has now reached below the hips.

"You take care of sir, I'm going to Hogwarts."

"Okay, Master Sif!" Huohuo nodded respectfully in agreement.Compared with him who just saw this little boy with black hair before, now, the only ones who can move around in the whole manor are the two of them.The relationship became more relaxed.

Huo Huo watched as the other party apparated and left the manor, the flowing gas drove the petals that fell on the ground, and the petals slowly fell with the disappearing object.

Withdrawing his gaze, Huo Huo hurriedly put his hands on the push plate of the wheelchair.Looking at the sleeping man lying on the wheelchair, the years not only did not leave a single wrinkle on his skin, but even a single white hair did not fall.

The fiery red eyes are quietly watching Chen Junyu. What he likes to do most often is to push his master to quietly and peacefully in the garden.

Holding a wooden comb, he combed the master's silk-like black hair little by little.

Today is the same, the spring sunshine is mild but not glaring, which is extra comfortable.

After combing to the end, the hair that slipped through the gaps of the wooden comb flowed smoothly like a black waterfall, without a single broken hair.

"Master, when will you wake up? Huohuo has grown up, and now Huohuo can become a human being. There is no need to hide in that narrow glass cover anymore. Now I have helped Sif Master runs around to work, and can also make potions. Master, please wake up, at least take a look at me..."

Euphemistic tone, from begging a little bit to sincere, and finally to lonely.

The happiest thing in Huohuo's life is meeting his master.He closed his eyes, and gently supported Chen Junyu's thin shoulders with both hands, so that the other's head rested well in his arms.What flashed through my mind was the scene I saw when I opened my eyes.

The master disappeared for 26 years, and he lived in terror for 26 years.Every day, every moment, he lived in thrilling fear. Those days made him feel as cold as falling into hell.Every time the sun sets, he will look out from the glass cover of the iron gate, look at the turning point of the distant road, and pray that the familiar and thin figure will appear.

The man who had been looking forward to it for 26 years came back, but he never expected that the master not only lost his magic unknowingly under his care, but also fell into a deep sleep under an inexplicable curse.

Huohuo hugged the man who was still sleeping and showed no signs of waking up, and fell into a deep sleep.

The fiery red hair not only looks more shining.He won't give up, even if he hasn't found out what kind of curse his master fell into a deep sleep, he still won't give up finding the answer and saving his master back.

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On the other side, the Dursleys looked at their son blocking the stairway with hatred, protecting the little bastard who just didn't know how to make the table float in the sky.

"My sweetheart! Let me go." Petunia Dursley was angry and thin. The meridians on her neck were visible, and her body, which didn't have much flesh, was trembling with anger.

At this time, Vernon Dursley, who was rushing over from the living room, blushed, pointed his thick fingers at Harry Potter who was still at the stairs, unable to get up or down, in a dilemma.

"Well you little brat! It's yours. Dudley! Get out of the way!"

"No! Dad!" If he could, Dudley wouldn't want to call that fat daddy in front of him.But now he has no choice but to bow his head under the eaves.

He looked sadly at Harry who couldn't get up and down the stairs. The kid didn't know if it was a magical riot or something, but he even pushed the dining table to the ceiling and smashed a big hole in the door.

Well, he shouldn't have deliberately stuffed Harry with the grilled sausage on his plate.As a result, the doting parents thought that their lovely son's dinner was secretly eaten by Harry, so they were very angry and humiliated, causing Harry to suddenly have a magical riot.

"How dare you, how dare you abduct my son! Brat, go back to your closet." Vernon's face turned purple with anger, his fat lips like two sausages opened and closed, and pronounced the verdict: "Right now!"

The sound of thumping footsteps followed the stairs, and Dudley hurriedly made a way for Harry, so that the mother of this body would not grab Harry's messy hair directly with the slender palm.

Until the cupboard door slammed shut, the smile on Dudley's face finally subsided a lot.That picture of laughing is uglier than crying. Although he has tried his best to lose weight in the past month, the effect is not satisfactory.

But at least his movements are much more flexible than before, it is not so difficult to turn over while sleeping, and he will not be out of breath after walking two steps, as if he has asthma.

"Mom, you give Harry too little food. It will be seen by the neighbors that you are mean, oh! I don't want to have a miser as a mother."

"Baby, how can you talk to your mother like this? Your mother is doing it for your own good. Look at you. You have lost weight recently. You should eat more." Vernon looked very worriedly at Dudley's body, which had obviously lost weight. circle belly.

There is definitely something wrong with the aesthetics of this family, Dudley tried to open his eyes wide.I can't believe that the father of this body is actually saying that he has lost weight.

He hoped that the flesh on his belly would be less. He obviously has golden hair, so his appearance should not be very ugly, but this body is as fat as a pig.

"No! Dad, until I lose weight. I will never eat a piece of meat. I believe that Harry needs that meat more." Dudley tried to cast a glance, and stood aside, as if a piece of dry grass was about to be blown It's like Petunia's mother.

He couldn't believe it, how did this wonderful couple live together?