Bellatrix lowered her head, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, she couldn't help but clench her wand involuntarily, she wanted to reflexively give this girl an Avada life, didn't she remember what happened before?

Hahaha, it's funny, Bellatrix laughed in her heart, she didn't remember exactly. ．?ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? But why was this girl able to escape the Avadaso curse at that time?

"Three years ago?" Bellatrix asked sinisterly, "why should I tell you?

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. Vio stared at her, "But, I always have a way to know." Once I know."

"You know, what can you do?" Bellatrix couldn't help but laugh, "What can you do about a minor girl? Stay in your mother's arms!"

Vio shook his head, calming himself down and not getting too quick with her.

I don't know why, she became more and more sure that Bellatrix had something to do with her crossing three years ago, Madame Santriel said that she had had an accident in the secret barrier, and when she talked about whether they had met three years ago, Bellatrix's attitude seemed to be nothing to doubt, but at first, she paused, and her back couldn't help but straighten.

That's telling.

"Miss Santriel, the young master asked you to go upstairs. Dobby came out of nowhere, didn't approach Vio and Bellatrix, just greeted Vio from a distance and timidly.

Vio didn't continue to think about it, but I hope it will be a long time coming.

It was the first time she had been to Draco's room, and she had been here for most of the previous years to see the Mirror of Eris, and now she had been led by Dobby into a room with a bronze door at the end of the hallway.

Unexpectedly, the room was brightly furnished, and the main color was still dark green, which seemed to be a favorite of Draco.

One floor-to-ceiling window faces a bed with layers of curtains, and on the other wall are bookshelves and desks.

What caught Vio's eye was the space on the right-hand side of the door, where a huge oil painting hung down, depicting a black dragon from the Heckles Islands breathing fire.

The scales of the black dragon's body were deliberately blurred and faded, and only the flames that rushed out of his mouth like a waterfall became the visual center of the whole painting, and almost all the scenes around the flames were more or less stained with red, so that vio outside the picture could feel a burst of heat rushing to his face.

Vio found it amusing, she had always known that Draco was fond of dragons, but Rowling rarely depicted Draco's hobbies or daily life.

It was the first time she had seen Draco do something other than potions so well, so pleasing to the eye.

Bypassing the round Danish knitted rug in the middle, Vio turned to Draco's bed.

Her aunt and Malfoy were not here at this time, and they were probably getting together to discuss how to smuggle Bellatrix out of the country and bring it to Norway.

The room was huge, and only Draco and Vio were left at the moment.

Vio sat down on the edge of the bed and saw that Draco was closing his eyes, his face as pale as ever, but the sun was shining through him a little unreal.

Although Draco was breathing evenly, Vio knew he was awake.

It's just that since the last time the school hospital parted, they haven't stayed together so quietly for a long time, and even the school hospital, Vio was kicked out.

Although they have experienced so many things, the two have not given up on each other at a critical moment every time, but, I have to say, between them, they really need to explain well.

"Santril?" Draco suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Vio with a disgruntled look. "Am I so good-looking?"

Vio was startled at first, but then he was amused by the disgusted look he always looked.

"So you're actually pretending to be asleep?" Vio deliberately didn't answer his question, and asked him instead.

"Of course not," Draco smuttered, "You didn't sleep well last night, and you're grinding against Santriel, are you being shy?"

At this, the corners of Draco's mouth curled slightly, and his silver-blue-gray eyes looked at Vio for a moment, unwilling to miss her reaction.

There was even some faint expectation, I don't know when it started, he seemed to vaguely understand what he was expecting.

Vio pursed his lips and smiled, "No, why should I be shy, I'm also good-looking, aren't I?"

Draco's smile vanished for a moment, then turned into a laugh, "Santriel, has the Great Tribulation completely changed your personality?"

"Draco, do you know me well?" asked Vio with a smile, although what they said was all nonsense, no deep meaning, all testing each other, but both of them seemed to be enjoying it, maybe the person they were talking to was different, and the feeling was completely different.

"Angry, a pseudo-Slytherin with a sense of justice at heart, nosy, and not very bright-minded" Draco gushed as if at hand, seemingly unaware that Vio's face was as black as charcoal.

"Topic Buster. Vio muttered quietly, annoyed as he tried to stand up.

"Wait. Draco caught Vio's movements, sat up straight, and reached out to stop her. "A little kidding, Santeriel, shouldn't you take your IQ seriously again, right? ”

Vio sat down again.

"Your aunt Bellatrix will go to Norway and help pick sirens there, my grandfather's fleet can't pick them on their own, and they need help. Harry, Ron, and Hermione have gone back, Sirius Black is innocent, the mouse-spotted Ron's pet, it's actually an Animagus, and he needs to be judged."

She told everything she knew in one fell swoop, but before she could finish, she was interrupted by Draco.

"No, not this. Draco listened, a little impatient, and said, "It was the vampire who saved you in the middle of the night last night, what happened to you and him?"

"Of course he went back with his friend, how" Vio said halfway through when he suddenly realized why he did it.

Draco had always been very opposed to his relationship with Linnaeus, like, like he didn't really like to see Astoria and Draco together.

Instead of going on, Vio got up, opened the window, and stepped out onto the terrace, where he could see the whole Malfoy Manor, which looked spectacular, breezy and delightful.

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