HP's return to innocence

Draco and Guan Guan didn't have breakfast in the auditorium, because the little scorpion was obviously not used to the noisy space filled with stuffy food, and he was already crying at the door.So the two fathers had no choice but to ask the elf to bring a picnic basket—Draco originally suggested going alone, but Crown refused without hesitation.The Goblet of Fire wouldn't run away, and they could throw their names in there later.

"I don't think this is a safe place." While Guan Dian said this, his face and expression clearly told others that he and Draco needed a little private space, so now they are the only ones sitting on the lawn in the early morning both.

It is already a damp winter, the grass should be yellow and the wind should be cold, but the power of magic can make them feel the sunshine in early summer and the warm wind in late spring, and the dry grass is gradually turning into Light green, swaying in the wind, exuding a refreshing green atmosphere.

So the little scorpion didn't need to stay in the stroller anymore, and Draco carried him out, let him lie on the thick picnic cloth, enjoying the sunshine and fresh air.

Draco ate a cheese and bacon sandwich, but kept his eyes on the little scorpion, and waved his wand with his free hand, making colorful bubbles.The transparent bubbles reflected colorful light in the sunlight, and the little scorpion giggled and waved his fleshy hands and feet in front of these bubbles.

Draco was so engrossed that he even stopped chewing, so he was startled by the sudden tenderness and softness around his lips—it was the crown that licked the cheese off the corner of his lips.

"Did you forget that there is another person here."

Draco looked at the other person's obviously jealous face, and smiled frivolously. The half-eaten sandwich was thrown on the picnic cloth, and the free hand lifted the crown's chin, and Draco kissed it.

"How?" They were still almost close together, warm breaths mingling, and Draco's lips almost brushed the crown's as he asked.

Crown's breathing became more rapid, and he raised his arms to hug Drake, but Drake pressed his hands on his chest first, and pushed him down on the lawn.

When Drake pressed down and kept touching his chest with one hand, while the other hand pressed hard and lightly through the trousers, Crown struggled to press both hands on the other's shoulders: "I I don't think now is a good time."

"Are you sure?" Draco smiled, charmingly, but ruthlessly.Because he can be sure that something under his hands is swollen, hard and scalding. Of course, as the crown of the owner of this "thing", it is even more impossible not to notice this "big" point.

"I don't want to act on the lawn of Hogwarts!" Crown said through gritted teeth, he could almost growl.Draco got up with a smile, continued to eat and tease the little scorpion, Guan Guan lay there, taking a deep breath, slowly calming his boiling blood.

After about 10 minutes, Crown finally sat up.Then, as if he had made up his mind, he approached Drake: "Draco..."

"what?"

"As much as I hate to admit it, I feel I have to say - I'm a little uneasy."

"..."

"The savior and his friends, their eyes make me very uneasy, and I know you still have a lot of things to hide from me. However, I will not ask Darry what wish you made, let alone explore other secrets , I'm just...uneasy..." Guan Guan frowned, in fact, it was hard for him to imagine that these words would come from his mouth, as weak as a girl, but it was indeed him.

Draco turned around and hugged him, no longer as provocative as before, just hugging.

"It's over soon, this is my last adventure, I swear."

It was Draco's revenge to restore the memory of the Savior and Ron Weasley.But it's also an adventure, "The Prophet" is no longer just his personal prerogative, and even now in fourth grade, the key to change has almost all changed.But as long as those memories are used properly, they can still play a huge role.

But after a brief hesitation, Draco still did it, because apart from personal grievances, doing so would also be a chance to fundamentally defeat Dumbledore...

The expression on Guan Guan's face has returned to calmness and arrogance, but the roots of his ears are still red.Although Draco didn't point it out, the smirk on the corner of his mouth was enough to make Crown's burning ears even more uncomfortable.

And the little scorpion had already fallen asleep on the picnic cloth with its limbs wide open, so Draco tried hard to erase the smile on his face, and silently carried the little scorpion into the cradle.Just then an Owl alighted beside them both, and stretched out a paw towards them, and the crown stretched out its hand to untie it, but the ignorant bird pecked him once, and dropped the paw.

"It seems to be your letter." Crown shrugged indifferently, and Draco put away the little scorpion and squatted down to take down the letter from the bird.I have been paying attention to his crown, and found that after reading the letter, there was a somewhat excited smile on his face. "What is it?" Crown was a little curious, what news would make Draco happy.

Draco didn't answer right away, but waved his wand, cast at least a dozen spells, and whispered in Tiara's ear, "Last night, Dumbledore went to the Gaunt's old house."

Guan Mian froze for a moment: "But, there is nothing there."

"Are you sure, there's nothing there?" Draco looked at him, the brilliance revealed in the big blue-gray eyes was so mysterious that it was almost weird...

He didn't think that there would be anything valuable left in the place "robbed" by Lucius Malfoy, but Draco's expression made him hesitate, and then he thought, Lucius Malfoy could put It's been looted, but that doesn't mean Draco Malfoy can't refill it, does it?So what would he put in it?

Guan Mian thought of the main soul that had "disappeared" for a long time.

"Unfortunately, Dumbledore just went to investigate and didn't go in. However, he will go in after all." Drake smiled. In matters, Dumbledore always likes to take the lead, which is often evaluated by others as a great dedication and sacrifice.

But in Drake's view, this is actually just another manifestation of suspicion and distrust.

Just like he has never told the savior the truth, this can be interpreted as wanting the poor child to have a perfect childhood, but then why can't it be understood that he doesn't want the savior to die honestly after knowing what happened? ?If it was not inevitable, would Harry Potter really die so righteously?This is a problem.

And Drake guessed that if the savior recovered his memory, he would definitely seek help from Dumbledore, and the most powerful evidence to prove that he was not an ordinary nightmare was the secret about the Horcrux.After knowing all that, would Dumbledore hold back from dealing with it?

Facts have told him, no.

While Drake was complacent, Professor McGonagall appeared beside them: "I hope you all know that this is a school. Mr. Gunter, Mr. Malfoy." Professor McGonagall looked so serious that he was almost angry. Draco and Crown After being stunned for a moment, he realized why he disgusted the vice-principal—the behavior of the two of them was absolutely inappropriate for children.

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall." The two of them stood up and admitted their mistake honestly.

Professor McGonagall nodded, but did not relax much: "You and Mr. Gaunt, please go to the principal's office. Principal Dumbledore and your father are waiting there."

The father of "you" made Guan Guan's expression a little awkward, but that was only for a short moment. The two of them honestly packed their things and walked to the principal's office.