HP Rebirth Memory Obliteration

"No, no..." Harry felt like plunging his head into the water, and Draco heard everything. "I'm not flirting with girls." Harry lowered his head, his face flushed in disbelief.

"Then tell me, why did you hide the mirror?" Draco's face suddenly came close to Harry's eyes, and the hand that was originally in his robe suddenly grabbed Harry's stomach and took the mirror away Coming out, it happened that Guinevere, who was still confused, showed Draco a straight look.

"Aunt Lily..." Draco looked up and down the woman in the mirror. Looking at Guinevere's attire, he naturally thought of the clothes Aunt Lily wore on the opening day of Eveson Castle, and Aunt Lily was Alias: Guinevere... Draco lifted his chin, looking at Guinevere inscrutablely, at this moment Guinevere froze on the side suddenly, her open and closed lips became dry, I don't know what to say, the voice is very low.

"What are you talking about?" Draco frowned.

Guinevere suddenly moved closer, and her originally small face almost occupied the entire mirror. "You are Pavo [Peacock, hard to translate =-= make do with it]?" The small face was dyed a little pink because of surprise and excitement: "You are finally willing to come to see me, I finally waited for you... I have no no I was willing to see you, but I didn’t promise Arthur to commit suicide, but after I settled everything, you were already missing..." Guinevere smiled and wiped away the tears falling from the corners of her eyes, her lips trembling uncontrollably: "It's good to see you... I……"

Draco raised his eyebrows, gouged Harry out of his eyes, and continued to stare at Guinevere. Harry's expression made Draco very playful, and his own people didn't even know that Harry was following Derrick in a daze. Laco looked at Guinevere.

"I'm sorry..." After a long time, when Guinevere calmed down a bit, she sat back on the armchair again, and her fingers holding the white handkerchief to wipe her tears turned white with force, and she was still sobbing, "Let you Seeing my ugly side."

"I should be the one to say I'm sorry..." Seeing Guinevere's puzzled look, Draco couldn't maintain his cold expression, and he nodded helplessly: "I'm not the Pavo you said, Guinevere Miss Er, I think you have misunderstood the person."

Hearing Draco's words, Guinevere was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that she couldn't help waving her hands: "No, I always remember your platinum short hair, how could I forget your appearance?"

Draco raised his eyebrows higher.Harry's mouth opened wider and wider.

"Even in another 1000 or 2000 years, I will never forget the person I love, even though you are much younger." Guinevere's soft face showed a firm look. "Forgetting you would be a crime for me, but that kid Merlin will punish me..." She looked at Draco with affection.

"Uh..." Draco and Harry looked at each other, he put down the mirror abruptly, but felt that this was not in line with his Malfoy family style, he rubbed his hair annoyed, and picked up the mirror again : "Guinevere, maybe we all need a little time to wake up, what do you think?"

"Okay, remember to come to me." After a while, the mirror surface returned to normal, and Draco waited until he saw his face before putting down the mirror again.

"Harry James Potter! Explain to me carefully!" Now that he knew that the Harry family was only using a fake name, Draco unconsciously called Harry by his original name, bringing some jokes with him. anger.

"How do you want me to explain this..." Harry pursed his mouth, "I don't know if this is a good thing... If you want to know Guinevere's origin, I can tell you about it."

Draco found a comfortable position on the bed, closed his eyes and pretended to be listening attentively, and waved his hand impatiently: "Speak quickly."

Harry thought for a while, organized his words, and told Guinevere's origins, hoping that Daddy wouldn't beat him up, because he didn't tell about the family's elven blood!

At this time, Harry didn't know that James confessed in more detail and more than himself.

"You mean, Guinevere still has her own lover after becoming queen? But I don't know which family it is from?" Draco rubbed his chin, Merlin and the past of the knighted nobles in the magic world , Draco still knew.

"That's what Guinevere said at the time, and isn't it common for noble ladies to have their own knights?" Harry blinked, "I'm surprised that her lover looks exactly like you." He He looked up and down Draco strangely.

Draco glanced at Harry lightly: "I'm surprised not to mention you. Maybe I should ask my father if there is such a history in the family... Well, I have to find this Pavo's portrait It's better, it's really not Malfoy." He stroked his wrinkled collar, got up and was about to leave the room: "The one I love didn't get it, I really wonder if Malfoy's family motto was written by him." With a sneer, open the door.

"I'll go with you!" Just kidding, it's only a problem if you don't read such a big gossip.

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James sat on the sofa for a long time before he began to awkwardly talk about the things about his family and the Evelson family. When he finished speaking, his speech slowed down unconsciously. He was thinking about his rebirth. Things should not be said.

Lucius, who was sitting in his chair, closed his eyes and stroked his snake-headed staff, wondering what he was thinking, which made James feel a little guilty.

Just when James was struggling to die, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Lucius gave James a paused look.

In fact, Lucius and Draco are the same, everything must be under their own control, but Draco is still young, more direct, Lucius, an old fox, is different, curves to save the country, anyway the purpose It must be achieved in a variety of ways.

"Father." Draco nodded to his father, and Harry flashed into the study behind Draco. "I want to ask some questions about the generation of Patriarchs."

When several people stood in the portrait corridor, Lucius led them directly to a room at the end of the corridor.

"I don't know since when, a generation of patriarchs asked themselves to stay in a room alone." The portrait of Abraxas is very young, and he looks younger than Lucius. I don't know why Not an old man. Although Draco knew that his grandfather had died before he was born, he didn't know exactly when.

"Grandpa, is the Patriarch Pavo Malfoy called Pavo Malfoy?" Draco asked.

Abraxas nodded: "That's right, our family likes to raise peacocks precisely because of the family head of the first generation."

"Um." Draco twitched.

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