"Yes, I haven't met his cousin," Sigoness suddenly smiled with a bright, perceptive smile, "but I'll be able to see him soon." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoI hope he can make me discover the good things you fall for yourself. ”

Vio was momentarily puzzled, and in the aftermath of his vision, Draco's figure flashed quickly, followed by a voice scolding Dobby from the stairs. "I don't quite understand, auntie?"

"Didn't you join the Slytherin team last year for this little boy?"

"You should go upstairs and see Professor Snape, he probably didn't know you're back" Vio said to him, oh my God, Aunt Sigoness's memory really doesn't need to be so good.

Sigoness smiled and didn't speak, a slight wind blew through the window, she put a strand of hair hanging down her forehead behind her, her beautifully shaped head turned at an angle, and raised it to the light, with a thrilling holiness on her face.

"Have you heard anything about your professor?"

For the first time, VIO saw that there are really people in the world who are as beautiful as paintings, which is not to say that she has no flaws, but the overall temperament, feeling, and environment all complement each other. But Sigoness's slightly shy tone awakened Vio's appreciation for her.

"What?" asked Vio, warily, "what are you asking, what are you teaching him?"

"Well, it's his teaching method" Sigoness had a hint of panic in her eyes, as if she was asking her niece about the professor's private life, which was very bad. She quickly changed her words, but luckily her words were well concealed, and there was almost no change in tone to make people guess.

Even so, Vio couldn't help but say, "Oh, yes, you've seen almost all of his ways of teaching, but Auntie, I've heard my parents talk about a Mr. Duncleire who has been courting you, right?

"Yes, yes?" Sigoness was a little surprised, and suddenly embarrassed to smile at Vio. "Alright, you should go tell Mickey to clean up a room for your friend, and by the way, inform Draco that he should know about this in advance. ”

Vio nodded, but remembering the figure Draco had flashed around the corner earlier, she didn't think she needed to inform Draco of any more moves, he must have heard her call, and he must have been upset.

However, in another year, they would be in the fourth grade, when Voldemort would be resurrected in his father's graveyard, and VIO didn't see any chance that Narcissa and Lucius would give up Voldemort's summons and not show up in the graveyard at that time.

This means that no matter what kind of psychology Draco dislikes Harry's half-blood and Gryffindor status, or is jealous that Harry is always called a savior, in short, he must accept Harry, and Vio will definitely let him accept it.

Passing through the darkest hall in the middle of the villa, Vio slowed down, she needed a moment for her eyes to adjust to the change from light to dark, and when she could almost see the pattern of the wooden floor in the hall, she noticed a man sitting on a sofa with a flat backrest under a pair of framed aristocratic gloves on the side.

"Draco?" she asked uncertainly, but quickly realized that it was impossible that the kind of decorative sofa would not normally be used for rest, so the material was generally very thin and brittle, and it was a fragile item that could not have too much pressure, so how could it be possible for a normal person to sit on it steadily.

As she shouted, she turned and ran backwards at a rapid pace. "Auntie" Vio shouted desperately, but her voice echoed over and over again emptyly, and there was no reply.

Vio immediately understood that this might be the same situation she had encountered, when she was attacked by the men in black when she was with Ginny in Lady Morkin's robe.

Last time, she had Riddle's Horcrux Horcrux in her hand, and the diary needed a very powerful magical substance to destroy, so she saved her life a lot, but this time she was at home, and she had just finished talking to Sigoness, and she didn't have any defense, and she was almost empty-handed.

Thinking of this, she simply stopped running, anyway, like the sound had been echoing in a certain area, she couldn't run to the bright antechamber that seemed to be a few steps away. This space should be arranged with a magic array.

If Xiao Luo has any good habits worthy of vio's deep friendship, it is probably a helpless character that is very suitable for this situation.

Can you run out? Can't run out.

Don't think about it this time.

Did you bring a wand?

In addition to magic, the opponent will also have a strong melee physical attack. Not Draco either.

So, let's save some energy and wait for death. Endure the pain and possibly return to modern times, and then be free.

What led the Malfoys away from Voldemort, protected Draco's future from darkness and so on, and it would be nice to dream about it when you returned.

Guided by the essence of this helpless thought, Vio not only did not run again, but calmly walked up to the man, sat down on a glass table next to the decorative sofa, and was about to go to God, not caring that Mickey would accuse her of sitting in the wrong place.

I don't know if it's the reason for the dangerous moves, the person who was sitting there exuding a cold aura all over his body, like a hellish Shura, turned his head to look at Vio with his hood on, and his two hands were not taken out in the sleeves of his robe, and he didn't seem to make any moves.

Vio feigned indifference to his glance and sat calmly on the sidelines.

"Huh. The hood let out an incomprehensible laugh, and Vio tried to pretend he hadn't heard, but inevitably a little ripple of hope ran in his heart, monster, wasn't he going to kill himself? Why didn't he do it.

"Alright, I've already spoken first. As soon as Hood spoke, it turned out to be an old and kind old man's voice, which made Vio suspect that his judgment was wrong, although he was dressed in the same attire, he should not be the lightning-fast man in black last time.

"It's as weird and elusive as it was a long time ago, Talya. The old man didn't mind whether Vio replied or not, but said to himself, "Time flies so fast, except for me and you, almost all of our old fossils have been weathered and eroded by the Wheel of Time. (To be continued.) )