[HP Draco] Attendant

Draco glanced at those outside the window again, and waved his hands: "Play by yourself."

Before Madeleine could react, Draco pulled her to the door of her room, and naturally pushed the door of her room open.

"I haven't cleaned the room yet." Madeleine frowned and reminded, Draco didn't care, walked into her room, and picked up one of the letter papers from the floor: "Let me read—to Bastard Draco, a lot has happened these days—"

"Don't read it!" Madeleine rushed over with a blushing face and hid the letter paper. Draco hugged Madeleine in his arms and held up the letter paper: "Let me read it again!"

"No!" Madeleine's face could be said to be as red as the Weasley family's hair: "Don't look!"

"Okay, okay." Draco hugged Madeleine's waist with a smile, and said in a good mood: "Did you see, Madeleine, I'm taller than you now."

Madeleine froze for a moment, then looked up at Draco.There was still no reaction on his face, Draco lowered his head, and touched the corner of hers with his lips.

Then he'd be able to see a Madeleine that only he could see—a Madeleine who was flushed, stuttering, and arguably quite lovely.

"I really want to grow up quickly." Draco let go of his hand, and a lot of letter paper fell to the ground. Madeleine lowered her head in embarrassment, hugged Draco tightly, and asked sullenly: "Ministry of Magic Didn't the people make things difficult for you?"

"No." Draco sounded a little tired: "But Sirius Black's escape is indeed serious. The Ministry of Magic inspected our house and hurried to find the next place."

"But the inspection still lasted for a week."

"That's not to say—" Draco rolled his eyes slightly: "They might also want to see if there are...well, 'prohibited items' in our house? It's really frustrating to almost search our house Nasty, but the Minister for Magic will not allow them to do more to our family."

Madeleine tightened her grip, and Draco continued, "You look more tired."

"I didn't." Madeleine frowned, looked at him, and said, "It's because you read out my self-talk without authorization, and I'm so tired!"

Draco patted Madeleine's head: "Ha, you mean it's all my letters?"

"It's not all you! And Pansy, and Daphne!" Madeleine blushed again: "I—"

"What are you doing?" Snape's voice came from the door, Draco's face turned blue, he raised his head, and wanted to say something dryly, but Madeleine had already left his arms and went straight to Snape : "Godfather! Are you not busy?"

"No, it's more busy." Snape said again, he stood at the door of Madeleine's room, then walked in, stood in front of Madeleine, separated Draco and Madeleine : "Now, Master Malfoy, do you want me to throw you out, or do you stretch your legs and play with those Gryffindors outside."

"..."

Draco finally came out by himself, and Harry looked at each other, the door of the Burke house was closed, and a group of boys were locked out of the door.Fred sat on the broom and looked at Draco with a smile: "Look, he was kicked out."

"I just hugged my girlfriend—that's my girlfriend!" Draco said angrily, he cast a nasty look at the group of Weasleys, and sat on the chair in the courtyard speechlessly: " Ha, that's funny, now I'm going to be in a place with a bunch of Weasleys and a Potter, away from me, the sour stench of poverty is all over the place."

"Oh, come on, Malfoy." Harry glanced at him: "You are alone now, if you really hate us, you can stay away from us!"

"Potter, you need to know that this is the Berk family." Draco snorted: "As far as I know, the next head of the Berk family will become Malfoy. Don't treat this as your own home, don't treat it like me Didn't remind you."

"Madeleine must have a bad eye to see you." Harry complained unbearably, and Fred continued: "Ah, arrogant, stupid—the brat of the Malfoy family."

"The Weasleys, go get jealous." Draco yawned, there was an extra refreshment on the table at some point, he frowned, walked around, and found something: "Huh? So what about your father, the red-haired, stupid..."

"Pay attention, there are three Weasleys here, don't accidentally injure them." George drew his voice, and Ron looked like he was about to beat Draco with a broom.Draco froze for a moment, raised his eyebrows: "It seems that they are talking about something."

"What?" Ron frowned, and before putting down his broom, Fred rubbed the head of his stupid little brother, and George continued, "Ron, Father and Professor Snape are talking to Madeleine."

"Why are you talking to her? That Bok!" Ron asked with his eyes open, and Draco frowned, not very satisfied with Ron's attitude.Fred pinched her nose: "Of course there are important things to talk about—if it's not very important, I can't think of why there is such a weird combination."

Draco glanced at Ron, determined not to talk about serious things in front of this Weasley again, looking at him like he was discussing something very thoughtful.

"What are you talking about..." Harry was a little curious. These Gryffindors used their imagination, and Draco ate directly, ignoring them.

On the other side, in the reception room of the Bock family, one of the two adults in front of Madeleine was a little nervous, and the other had the same face on the floor as usual.

"What's the matter?" Madeleine asked directly. Mr. Weasley came back to his senses and coughed after being asked, "We have received news from the Ministry of Magic that they are going to send dementors Go to Hogwarts, so that you can catch Black in the first place, Miss Bock, you know about dementors, right?"

"My goddaughter isn't that stupid." Snape raised his eyes slightly, looked at Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley laughed dryly, and then said, "But Miss Madeleine, your body...you knew."

Madeleine clenched her heart subconsciously, and Mr. Weasley continued: "We are worried that getting too close to the dementor will have a special effect on you, so..."

"So do you want to teach me any spells?" Madeleine raised her hand slightly and asked.Snape nodded, and Madeleine went on to say, "Call God for protection?"

"That's right." Mr. Weasley opened his eyes slightly: "Miss Bork knows the spell."

"Yes." Madeleine nodded: "But it is advanced magic, and I don't think it should be learned at my age."

"Miss Madeleine, when did you do something suitable for your age?" Snape propped his chin, sarcastically, Madeleine froze for a moment, then nodded: "That's what the godfather said, so I can use it openly." the spell?"

"Will you?" Snape narrowed his eyes and asked, Madeleine froze for a moment, thought for a few seconds, and hummed: "No."

"..." Mr. Weasley twitched his lips, he didn't quite understand the brain circuit of the godfather and goddaughter.

"But I know that when you use God-calling Guardian, you must think about the happiest thing in your heart." Madeleine continued, she moved her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking about something: "I still have a lot, Can't tell which one is the happiest..."

"Miss Madeleine, what you said is ridiculous, why don't you think about what you did in the room just now." Snape snorted: "I see you are quite happy."

"We didn't do anything!" Madeleine blushed. At this time, her behavior was in line with her age.Snape said in a cold tone: "It's better to have nothing, I can't wait to see your father kick the Malfoy boy out."

"There's really nothing!" Madeleine reddened and argued, she thought of something, and suddenly looked at Snape expectantly: "If you can give me the basilisk's venom..."

"impossible."

"Can……"

"Next year."

"This……"

"Miss Madeleine, think about it for yourself."

"……All right……"

Mr. Weasley looked out of the window in despair.

Let him go... He really doesn't want to listen to the conversation between these two.

Mr. Weasley was also panicked when he received the news, and he didn't expect that Dumbledore would allow the dementors to enter Hogwarts.When I received this news, I also received the news that Madeleine Burke should learn to call God for protection.

Judging from the current situation, Snape should teach his goddaughter himself.

"But if you release dementors... Dementors can't understand the emotions of animals, can they? No matter how you look at it, it won't have any effect on me." Madeleine pointed out that she clearly knew her situation: " They can only hurt people."

"Miss Madeleine, you are essentially a human being, and an extremely easily influenced human being." Snape was also speechless. He stood up, supported the table, and looked at Mr. Weasley: "Then, if All you want to convey is this—”

"That's all I want to convey." Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief, he was finally able to leave this reception room, and every second he stayed here made him feel a little bit...

How to say.

like a third person

He sighed, nodded to the two people in the room, and went out to look for his children—but he didn't know that he would meet that annoying Malfoy boy soon.

After seeing Mr. Weasley leave, Madeleine immediately sat beside Snape, stretched out her finger and asked, "Godfather, do you think it was better when I first taught me how to make potions, or when my parents gave me August?" Was it better that time?"

"Why don't you think about the time you hugged him openly in the common room." Snape reminded, he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip with a frown.Madeleine froze for a moment, then stood up: "No! I didn't—I wasn't—"

"Don't be like a young girl in love, Miss Madeleine." Snape sighed, "It's not difficult for you to seriously think about the happiest thing."

"Because I have many happy things." Madeleine replied, she thought seriously, and then asked: "What is the godfather happy about?"

"You don't need to know." Snape almost didn't even think about it, and directly rejected the little girl's curiosity: "Miss Madeleine, for the next semester, you should focus on yourself."

"Okay..." Madeleine racked her brains to think, and said two more painful uh-uhs—as if there were many things that could make her happy.

But this corresponds.

Snape thought.

If the group of dementors approached Madeleine and sucked her happiness, then the pain would be endless.

"Miss Madeleine, try harder—" Snape drew out his voice, covering his worry with a hoarse and low tone: "If you go to Madam Pomfrey's on the first day of school, not only will you be ashamed Not only you, but also teach you to call on the gods to protect me."

The author has something to say:

Madeleine's experience is actually quite ups and downs, from the lowest end directly to (Dementor: I like (not

But Europeans and Americans grow so fast, I really envy tall girls (tears

By the way, I am surprised that the mobile wap version cannot see the volume label, so write it here

Volume [-] · When I was young

Volume [-] Youth Comedy

Volume Three · Flowers Recalling the Past

In short, it's very middle school (?