HP's return to innocence

"Rita Skeeter is an unregistered Animagus." This has been no secret since the last battle, and no one knows who revealed it, but Draco now guesses that it is probably Greg Miss Ranger.

Granger, who was in the Lion Court, was more jealous than she was in the Eagle Court, even though she had promised not to reveal her Animagus as long as Skeeter helped Harry.But it was also hard to imagine that Hermione could still pretend not to know that the woman was using her Animagus transformation to spy on other people's privacy.

However, this has no effect on female reporters. After all, Death Eaters, dark wizards, Slytherins, etc. are more worthy of "chasing" than a "reporter who likes to turn into a beetle and fly around".What's more, this female reporter once stood up and spoke for the savior in the most fair and true language when most people didn't believe in the savior. So, what right do people have to criticize her for this small flaw?

So, Skeeter just went to the Ministry of Magic to register, and paid a fine of dozens of Galleons. Even if she was fine, she could still use her identity as a beetle to fly around. After all, even if people knew that there was an Arnie Magus was Rita Skeeter, but there were so many beetles flying around that even a wizard couldn't confirm them all.

However, times have changed, and the inaction of the Ministry of Magic has long made the people angry, and Skeeter's recent articles mostly speak for the Ministry of Magic—after all, before Granger discovered the truth and threatened Well, she can be considered as one of the top writers of the Ministry of Magic - if it is exposed now, Miss Skeeter's career as a reporter will probably be over, and she may even face this imprisoning disaster.

Drake was thinking about how to make the best use of this Miss Beetle, when Crown suddenly moved over and covered his hand holding the glass bottle with both hands: "An unknown interesting little thing, it may be a spy, it may be a killer, or Probably just mere curiosity, just to give us some relief, no?"

"Let's relax"?To be more correct, it should be violent venting, right?

Apparently, Coronet's brutal side hasn't disappeared, it just hasn't had the right opportunity to show it.

Draco turned the glass bottle with a smile, and the beetle inside rolled over because of its unstable foothold: "I agree with you, so let's see who this is first."

Diadem squinted and smiled. The last few days had been both happy and bad for him—happy because Draco was sure it was his, bad because of something in his stomach, and the recent period of time. Come to a boring life.And now, blood, tears, screams and begging... What a wonderful enjoyment...

Looking at Guan Guan's excited eyes, he knew what he was thinking. Draco shrugged helplessly, and put his hands on the edge of the bath, and was about to come out, but was pulled off by Guan Guan's arm.Draco, who suddenly fell into the swimming pool, inevitably choked on the water—fortunately, he put down the glass bottle before, otherwise Miss Beetle would drown in the bath, which would be a little troublesome.

While wiping the water from his face, Draco coughed uncomfortably: "What are you going to do?"

"Sorry, but just wait a moment." Crown smiled awkwardly, then took the towel that Draco had put on the edge of the bath, and wrapped the glass bottle tightly.

"Is this your possessiveness, Mr. Tom?"

"Obviously, yes."

"Then how do you explain your behavior of running to the bathtub with a glass bottle naked just now?"

"Does that make you care?" Guan Mian raised his eyebrows, "I thought you didn't care... ah!"

Drake's hand, under the water, lightly flicked the "little brother" who thought he could avoid people's eyes and ears, so he looked up secretly.After a successful blow, there was a splashing sound of water, and Drake had already left.

When Draco put on his bathrobe, saw the crown wrapped in a towel, and came out of the bathroom hunched over, he couldn't help frowning.

Guan Guan's eyes flickered for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and untied the bath towel - the glass bottle was still tightly wrapped.

Drake: "..." Obviously, Drake's attack didn't hurt the crown, but made his attacked part more excited.

"Do you like pain?"

"Draco..." Crown was clearly on the verge of becoming angry.

"Okay, okay." Draco shrugged, walked in front of the crown, and then knelt down on one knee, "Do you need~I serve you~?"

Guan Guan's eyes darkened for a moment, and his chest instantly heated up. He took a small half step forward, and after taking a bath, Draco's more conspicuous and moist lips almost touched his...

"I don't like pain." Of course, just in case, Guan Guan still said one more sentence.

"Haha..." Draco chuckled, his blue-gray eyes glanced at him, his lips were opened, and the crown could see Erak's pale pink tongue quickly licked his lips, and then he sucked him in ...

When he felt the moist, hot, soft and velvety throat, Guan Guan suddenly remembered that today was his engagement banquet.Of course, it’s not that he didn’t know this all the time, but before, he was almost overwhelmed by the busy and tense affairs, and he always paid attention to the outside of the engagement banquet——Lucius Marr Will Fu's injury survive, will those guests with their own ulterior motives find out, will Drake not show his flaws, and so on.

This makes the crown completely forgotten. In a general sense, the engagement banquet should be a day of joy and joy for the engaged parties, right?

"Tomorrow...how about dealing with that Animagus?" Crown panted, closed her eyes intoxicated, and reached out to stroke Draco's earlobe—at least this night, it was their happy engagement night.

Drake took a sharp breath, and the sudden pleasure made Crown almost kneel down, and then he smiled, because he knew that Drake was saying "yes"!

The next day, Crown woke up on the bed in Draco's bedroom, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, but recollected the joy of last night—it was indeed an engagement night that could almost be described perfectly.Of course it wasn't just Drake who served him, he also served Drake, and it was a wild but tender, lingering and hot night.

And when he opened his eyes, Drake's dragon-shaped alarm clock seemed to be alive, curled up beside his pillow and fell asleep.On the ceiling of the four-poster bed, several brightly colored legendary fairy dragons are playing and playing.

Crown always has a sense of embarrassment every time he wakes up overnight in his Rucker's room, as if this is a child's room, and of course, 13 is indeed the age of a child for most people.However, look at this guy, from the head, to the "bottom", from the appearance to the soul, what does it look like a child?

Suddenly, Draco opened his eyes without warning, but there was no surprise on Guan Guan's expression, he said naturally: "Morning~"

"I don't think it's too early." Draco picked up the tail of the dragon alarm clock and looked at the time on the dial on its chest. "It's [-]:[-], we should have woken up."

"..."

"what?"

"I want to try the feeling of staying in bed."

This guy couldn't be someone who drank the compound soup, right?Draco froze for a moment: "I don't think you have forgotten that we still have a small beetle that we haven't dealt with."

"I've given it to you..." Crown Wrapped in the quilt and turned to the other side, before he finished speaking, he was already asleep.

Draco frowned, worried if he was tired last night, tried the temperature on his forehead, wondering if it was a psychological effect, he always felt that his body temperature was higher than usual.

Draco didn't even have time to wash up, he put on his nightgown and ran out of the room: "Mother! There's something wrong with Tom!"

Narcissa and Lucius were taken aback by Drake's embarrassment, coupled with his anxious and nervous face, and ran upstairs with Drake. After a few spell tests, Narcissa smiled helplessly: "He It's okay, and the baby is fine. After pregnancy, the body temperature must rise to a certain extent, and drowsiness is also a normal reaction. Don't worry, Drake."

"Thanks, Mother. Sorry, I lost my temper."

"As a father, this is normal." Narcissa winked at her son, "I'm actually very happy to see you react like this, especially when I see this." She tapped her finger neck.

Without looking down at his own, or at his diadem, Draco knew what Narcissa was referring to - the incriminating evidence after yesterday's "happy".Although he was quite open about the diadems, Draco couldn't help but blush when he found out that they were his mother.

"This shows that you still care about your future partner. This is very good. I don't want my son's married life to be numb and cold." Narcissa patted her son on the shoulder and left with a smile.

Drake sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Guan Guan's sleeping face, this guy really fell asleep.Draco couldn't help poking his cheek with his hand, but the crown still had a satisfied face and remained motionless.Draco suddenly had a childlike innocence, he poked his nose and pulled the corners of his mouth, making a face with his crowned features.

The crown was really uncomfortable after being tossed about, so he finally hummed twice, and slowly covered his head with the quilt.

Draco couldn't help laughing, first regretting not getting a camera to take a picture, but then feeling a little bored.Gently patting the crown through the quilt, he finally got up to wash and change.

After breakfast, I greeted my father.What reassures Draco is that although he was tired yesterday, the spirit of the platinum noble is much better today.

Drake told Lucius about the situation at the banquet yesterday in detail, and the father and son got together to break apart and analyze the big and small things, and finally Narcissa rushed in and took Drake Ended up being driven away on the grounds that the patient needed to rest.

However, Draco did not go to the study to deal with the affairs of the Malfoy family. Instead, he took an old wand and the glass bottle containing the beetle, and walked into the practice room—for nobles, apart from using the wand flexibly, In addition, fencing is also a compulsory course, and the practice room is the place where Malfoys of all ages learn fencing.

The bottle was thrown out, torn apart and petrified. The moment the bottle was broken, the beetle was hit by the petrification spell, and while the beetle was still in the air, the third Animagus' breaking spell hit her with incomparable accuracy. The beetle landed on her body, no, it was no longer a beetle, but Miss Rita Skeeter who was under the petrification spell.

Rita Skeeter probably once imagined that she was found out and forced to recover, but she never imagined that it would be a 12-year-old child who saw her through, and the Animag who broke her virginity Sri Lanka is a 13-year-old child.And one of them made her completely unaware of how she showed her flaws, while the other was so proficient in using spells that even adult wizards would be willing to bow down—not knowing the truth is good or bad for Miss Beetle at this moment. ...

Draco walked into Skeeter, looking very natural, but Skeeter felt that the fear almost made his heart jump out of his throat.But now, let alone running away, she couldn't even call for help or scream.

Draco came to her side, his movement of waving his wand was almost chic, but the spell he uttered made Skeeter's whole body icy cold: "Remembrance!"

How could a child have such a spell!Skeeter screamed in his heart, and thanked himself for having learned Occlumency, after all, as a reporter, he is likely to face a bad situation, such as now, isn't he?But soon, she was no longer happy.

Draco Malfoy's strong magic power, coupled with his proficient control of the mind-taking, is disintegrating her defense bit by bit.The false memory fabricated by Skeeter was totally vulnerable. She hurriedly pushed some messy and useless memories onto it, but it only delayed the other party for a moment.In the next moment, Skeeter just felt his eyes go black, and all the memories poured out in the blink of an eye—her brain was robbed...

Rita Skeeter woke up with a headache, she was a little excited to find that the petrification spell had expired, her body had regained her freedom, and she had left that cold, full of weapons, fearful and dark place , now here, it seems to be a study?She is sitting on an armchair.

Perhaps those things just now were just a horrible nightmare, and she is currently doing an exclusive interview with a certain nobleman.

"Welcome to Malfoy Manor, Miss Rita Skeeter, even if you are uninvited." The voice suddenly sounded from behind scared Skeeter to stand up from the sofa in an instant. The handsome young man, the always daring lady reporter almost fainted.

Dementia destroyed not only the defense line of her memory, but also the spiritual line. Before she rebuilds that line of defense, Drake will be the person she fears the most.

"You know, a Malfoy is always very magnanimous, so I can not pursue your trespassing behavior, and I can also help you keep a secret—all of it."

"What do you want, Malfoy... sir?"

"You're a sensible and intelligent lady, aren't you?"

At this moment, for the first time, Skeeter regretted his incomparable self-confidence. If time could be restarted, he would never go to Malfoy Manor to find news. Unfortunately, she didn't have a time converter.