HP's return to innocence

The Christmas break is over, and Draco returns to Hogwarts - also with a diadem and Dobby.Although the crown is still an incorporeal body, it can already pick up lighter items, such as wands.

And Lucius believes that the things that Drake is about to face are more dangerous. Even if the crown cannot face the main soul head-on, it can still play a certain role when facing other things, such as a big dog with three heads.If it doesn't work, he can still summon the basilisk - under the power of the contract, the two Horcruxes have already said what should be said and what should not be said.

Draco originally thought it was enough to bring a diary, after all, what his father wanted to do required a grown-up Dark Lord.But Lucius thought that he was already an adult and didn't need any protection. All the information that needed to be dug had already been dug out. It was enough to keep an underage student council president as a cover for future plans.The crown of adulthood must naturally be taken away by Draco.

Unable to disobey his father's orders, Draco could only take the diadem back to Hogwarts.

"Then, nothing has changed, Your Excellency, please continue to read the book, and he is still your body and food." Although he used honorifics, Draco's tone was obviously not very respectful.

Guan Dian raised his eyebrows. After a visit to Malfoy's house during this Christmas holiday, he had... calmed down. At the same time, he became more curious about Draco—what on earth made this 11-year-old kid so knowledgeable?In some respects, even his father was tricked by him.Of course, it's nothing for a Malfoy to be counted. Isn't he, the great Dark Lord, also counted?

Moaning twice in his heart, Crown resisted the urge to ask, and Slytherin was also curious, but Slytherin must not be impulsive, asking the other party such a secret thing blatantly, he really wanted to die.

"When are we going to get the Philosopher's Stone?" Draco looked at him, crowning quickly, before he asked, asking a question-he didn't want to be honest when asked.

"No, instead of drawing the main soul out, why not..." Draco understood what his father meant, he didn't really want the Sorcerer's Stone, the Malfoy family actually only wanted "eternal life", but it was not personal, but It is the eternal life of "Malfoy", and every Malfoy is only a part of this family, and only the continuation of the blood is eternal.

His father asked him to fight for the Philosopher's Stone, which was actually similar to Dumbledore's idea—to use the Philosopher's Stone as a primer to "lure" the main soul out.However, Drake agreed to his father, but he knew that the savior and his friends were still the cannon fodder for this matter, so he just had to wait!

"what?"

"you do not need to know."

"..." This brat became more and more angry.

At the breakfast table the next day, Draco received a letter from the Savior.Drake guessed that the Savior's Christmas holiday was also fruitful.

It was still the empty classroom on the third floor, Harry had already arrived first, and when he saw Drake entering, the savior smiled and said, "Thank you for your Christmas present, Drake, I like it very much."

"I also like your gift, thank you. However, you don't look very happy now, Harry."

Harry smiled again, "Really?"

"Obviously, yes. You're laughing like you're crying," Draco said, pointing to his face. "What the hell happened? You didn't meet me just to watch you giggle, did you?"

"You've never been so merciless, Draco." Harry sighed, no longer trying to pretend to be happy, "I actually had a pretty good Christmas—compared to the Christmases I remembered in the past. Once A big meal, and gifts. And... I reconciled with Ron Weasley." Harry looked up, looking at Drake cautiously, "This won't make you unhappy, will it, Drake?"

"Honestly, there is a point, but I'm only friends with you, not with a Weasley, even though we both have a mutual friend. You know, it's not a=b, b=c, so a = c relationship, human communication is not mathematics."

"You are really the best, Draco." Harry's smile finally stopped being so ugly this time, "However, Weasley and I are not friends, we are just classmates at most, but I really like his brothers ’” So Harry started talking about the Weasley brothers, and of course since Bill and Charlie had already graduated, all he could really talk about was Percy, the current fifth-year Gryffindor prefect, and the famous pair of Gryffindors. The Raffindor twins.

Draco listened to him with a smile, asked a small question from time to time, or showed appropriate surprise, he was the best listener.But in fact, he didn't have the slightest interest in what Harry was talking about, and he never liked mischievous twins, they were always noisy.

And after that fake Moody turned him into a ferret and rolled up and down, the hate intensified-his being turned into a ferret had nothing to do with twins, but that incident made him deeply understand that when When the audience and the creator of the prank laughed, how did the person who was pranked feel.

As for Passy, ​​he always thought that this guy was sorted into the wrong place when he was sorted, and the rest was nothing.

Until Harry talked about his Invisibility Cloak, and the Mirror of Erised.

"I saw my parents—although I've never met them, but I know they are indeed them. And Principal Dumbledore told me that everything in it is false, let me not indulge."

"I'm sure you're not obsessed, you just want to see them, don't you?"

"Yes!" Harry's eyes lit up, it was great to have a friend who trusted and understood him.

"However, it seems that your vacation is not bad, so why are you so sad?"

"I asked Headmaster Dumbledore about leaving the Dursleys' house." Harry froze immediately, "but in the end, he refused."

"why?"

"Because..." Harry hesitated for a moment, looking into Draco's blue-gray eyes as if confirming something, and Draco looked at him with obvious doubts.

Biting his lip, Harry finally continued ""Because the headmaster said that the reason I survived was because my mother used some kind of magic on me in order to protect me, the magic of blood.So I have to live with those who are related by blood, otherwise, I will be killed by Voldemort. "Draco shivered at the right time, "Sorry, I didn't mean to say that name." "

"It's okay." Draco shook his head, "You have a great mother, Harry."

"Thanks, Draco. But I would have preferred that they hadn't rescued me at that time and had escaped by myself."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you see, if I die, then they'll live and maybe have another baby soon. And my brother or sister, of course, can't grow up with an aunt, live in a cupboard, won't Chased away by his elephant-like cousin. He will live happily ever after..."

Drake patted Harry on the shoulder: "Then if you survive now, you must live out the happiness of your parents, and your siblings who may exist but do not exist."

"At Hogwarts, maybe. But at the Dursleys..."

"Harry, have you ever thought about it? You come to Hogwarts to go to school. From the start of school in September to the final exam in June, you live in the school for almost ten months. So, why can you live in the school? , but what about living in other relatives’ homes?”

"You think... Headmaster Dumbledore is lying to me?"

"No, of course not. I just think that the principal may have only told you part of the reason, and he didn't tell you what else."

"Then I'll ask again?"

"Do you think it's useful, Mr. Potter? Since the headmaster doesn't want to tell you the reason, then he has a way not to tell you."

"Why, because I'm a child?"

"Maybe it's because, from his standpoint, it's better that you don't know than you know, or it might be because you're a child. It might also be because of your other identity..."

"What identity?" Harry was puzzled for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, "Savior? Drake...do you know something?"

"You said that Hagrid sent you to the Dursleys' house on the orders of Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Yes."

"That is to say, no one knows about this except Hagrid and Principal Dumbledore." Drake pointed to Harry's forehead, "But, you felt it when you came to the wizarding world. Everyone Watching your forehead because they know the savior boy got a scar on his forehead after his fight with You-Know-Who."

"So that means, Hagrid or Headmaster Dumbledore revealed this matter, but so what?"

"Gryffindor, Gryffindor!" Draco rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Let's put it this way, imagine yourself as an outsider, Harry. You are not the savior, you are just an ordinary bystander .”

Harry nodded ignorantly.

"Very well," said Drake. "So, there was a kid whose parents lost their lives fighting a bad guy, and he survived. What kind of life do you think this kid should have? That kid Not you, just a... child."

"Of course, a happy life."

"Normal people will have this idea, so continue, continue, what kind of happy life is it?"

"No need to worry about food and clothing, not being beaten and scolded, many friends, toys, own room, warm bed, can wear weird clothes to ask for candy on Halloween, and eat turkey on Christmas..." Harry wrinkled Eyebrow, think hard, although Drake said not to substitute, but in fact what he said is still the life he desires.

"Fine, go on." When Harry stopped to think, Draco urged him, making his mind even more confused, and finally he didn't even know what he said, but it was confused A bunch, until he started panting heavily, Draco let him go, "These are what you think a descendant of a hero whose parents both died for justice should get, and he is indeed entitled to all of this."

Harry sat there, his mind full of what he had just said, all kinds of happy life imaginings, and Draco's words echoed in his ears.

So, should he, or me, deserve these?Harry asked himself, and then a voice in his mind replied: Of course you deserve this, think what you gave!

He thought of his parents in the mirror, put his face in his hands, and cried bitterly.Draco stood behind him, patting him on the back...