"Draco...... yes, like I said that afternoon, I did run into something. But for some reason, I can't tell anyone...... Not even you. ”

In the Slytherin common room, Malfoy sat cross-legged on the sofa in the corner, his naturally pale face and a pair of eyes shining with a cold light.

Across the table from him, Pansy was trying to explain her performance in a limited way of description.

But it was clear that she had failed, for her words were even paler than Malfoy's face.

“…… So, can't you just give me some credit? ”

In the end, even Pansy herself felt an inexplicable powerlessness, so much so that the tone of her voice gradually lowered.

Come to think of it, Malfoy had never let go of his suspicions about her before, and if there was no conclusive proof now, how could he suddenly believe her?

Sure enough, as Pansy's explanations grew quieter and quieter, Malfoy's cold snort made her shut her mouth completely.

"Trust? What kind of trust are you still talking about...... Why should I believe your word? "If you're still a Slytherin, don't pretend to be like a Gryffindor in front of me." If I want me to believe you, then give me your evidence that you are not doing something for that Helmo! ”

Speaking of this, Malfoy deliberately paused again, and then spread his hands and said:

"But do you think you have the proof?"

"I-"

Pansy was annoyed by Malfoy's questioning, but just as she almost wanted to tell the truth, the faces of Maca and Snape flashed through her mind along with the Dementor image.

Suddenly, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, so that the words that were almost blurted out were forced back again.

"Still don't you want to confess the secrets you keep in your heart?"

Malfoy pursed his lips and fixed his cold eyes on Pansy's eyes, so that he could hear him smack his tongue like Snape.

"Or are you afraid to tell anyone about it—because you're afraid that if you say it, Helpo will kill you right away?"

Malfoy's expression still showed no sympathy in his face when he casually said it, even if Pansy might just be a victim if it was true.

Malfoy, however, didn't care.

In fact, the favor that Maca gave him did not change his values. In his opinion, what binds people together is nothing more than profit, and even his gratitude to Maca is probably included in it.

If it were possible, he would definitely pay back as much as he owed Maca in the future, and then he could continue to have no contact with Maca.

That's right, he, Draco Malfoy, has always been a stubborn man.

And for this reason, he will not be relented by the fact that Pansy may have been forced to do so, after all, he has never owed Pansy Parkinson as a girl - at least he personally thinks so.

But in the next moment, Malfoy was slightly stunned.

It occurred to him that if Pansy was really being coerced by Helmo, then it didn't seem to make any sense for him to continue to force him like this.

After thinking about it like this, he finally eased his expression slightly, so that the cold from before melted a little.

Then, I saw him sigh, and then said lightly:

"Parkinson's, maybe because of some threats, you really can't tell the whole story. But don't you think it's an absolutely insolvable problem? ”

As he spoke, a hint of complexity flashed across his face, but he did not pause, and then continued:

"I don't really want to mention the man's name, but ...... I guess you can try to meet that McLean guy. As long as you tell us honestly, that guy won't turn a blind eye to what happened to you......"

“…… Moreover, I have to admit that his ability is enough to make most of the dark wizards in the whole of Britain dare not easily take refuge in that Helbo. It can be seen that you are definitely the right choice to go to him. ”

At the end, Malfoy curled the corners of his mouth and sneered, and the way he looked at Pansy suddenly became a little indifferent.

"What's more," he concluded, "I dare say that your little secret' has long been noticed by McLean." If you don't want to get hurt, the best thing to do is not to follow that Helpo's orders, but to confess to McLean as soon as possible......"

"After all, no matter what, our Malfoy family and your family have some friendship, so don't let the next time I see you, I will see your tombstone."

Malfoy's change in attitude was not very noticeable, especially since there was a touch of habitual sarcasm in his expression.

But when these words reached Pansy's ears, they naturally turned into a kind of "concern" for her.

You know, there was a time when Malfoy was thinking about others - he was always the kind of person who was only self-centered.

So, even if Malfoy's guess was not so accurate, it moved Miss Parkinson, who already liked each other.

How difficult it was to gain Malfoy's understanding!

And at that moment, the grievances that she had forcibly returned to her heart suddenly came back again, and she couldn't take it back.

"Huh?"

Malfoy, who was watching her, suddenly noticed that tears were welling up in her eyes, and she couldn't stop as if the floodgates had been opened.

"Wait, wait! What are you crying about – stop! ”

Even Malfoy, who has become more and more cold because of what he has been through, seems to be a little unable to withstand the girl's tears, and he shows a little embarrassment and confusion.

"Hey! I'll tell you to stop! ”

"I ...... I can't stop......"

Pansy's choked words trembled incessantly, and the grievances and anguish in her heart were suddenly vented with tears. When she found that the more she cried, the more comfortable she became, she cried noticeably louder.

"Are you a child?"

Malfoy yelled at her.

After that, Pansy cried for a long time, until she was tired of crying, and then gradually stopped sobbing.

On the other hand, Malfoy sat back down helplessly after being annoyed, and waited silently until Pansy stopped crying.

To be honest, during that time, he actually wanted to walk away more than once, but he couldn't. Because he understands that if he wants to continue to study in peace and stability in the future, it will be difficult for him to turn a blind eye to it.

After all, he didn't want to go to Maca himself to confirm if the other party knew about it, and he didn't want to let Helpo reach into his school if Maca made a mistake.

Finally, Pansy, who had calmed down again, hesitated to herself for a moment, and then made a decision.

"Draco," she muttered, "I'll go find McLean...... If you're not sure, you can follow me after dinner and watch me walk into his room. ”

Of course, Malfoy wouldn't say something like "I'll go in with you", and if he could, he would have dragged Pansy to Maca to make it clear.

After hearing Pansy's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief - this negotiation for several days is really tiring, especially today!

"Well, let's do it!"

With that said, Malfoy didn't want to stay here any longer, so he suddenly got up and walked towards the door of the lounge, and walked out of the room in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Pansy, who was behind him, immediately chased after him. It can be seen that there is a long-lost smile on her face at this moment.

……

Moments later, in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Naturally, Maca didn't know about Pansy's conversation with Malfoy—though he actually cared if Malfoy would be Pansy's soothing stabilizer as he thought.

But when he realized that Pansy and Malfoy hadn't been seen since dinner time began, he knew something was going on.

And when the dinner was on the way, when the two men entered his line of sight through the side door, their respective expressions were enough for him to decipher a lot of information.

Yes, especially the smile on Miss Parkinson's face is an obvious hint.

"Oh, it seems...... It's also a good thing to sweep the tomb once in a while. ”

He couldn't help but laugh at the thought that it probably all started with Martin's "Tomb Sweeping Invitation" - that guy was probably trying to calm Pansy's mind this time, and now, he unexpectedly succeeded ahead of schedule.

Although, the actual situation is probably not quite what he wants.

Just as Maca laughed and picked up a piece of chopped steak and stuffed it into his mouth, he heard Slughorn beside him also say happily:

"That's right, it's a good thing to sweep the grave. While we pay our respects to our ancestors, we can also enjoy the natural beauty of the cemetery – you know, cemeteries are usually located in some of the most beautiful places! ”

This old man likes to talk nonsense when he has nothing to do, and when Maca heard it, he had to chuckle and nod.

"yes!" He chewed on his cheeks and said with a deliberate smile, "Professor, have you chosen a cemetery for yourself?" If not, I'd suggest you be buried with Professor Dumbledore—the view from the lake is truly beautiful! ”

When Slughorn heard this, he immediately grinned.

"Oh, that sounds good...... But there's no hurry, there's no hurry! ”