At the thought of the nasty potion, Tom kept his distance from her again.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't deny that aphrodisiacs could make people smell their favorite smells, and he did like the smell of her body, but he was used to it from regular contact, so he didn't smell it carefully, and he didn't notice any smell.

It wasn't until the aphrodisiac at the dance that he smelled something he wouldn't normally notice.

It is the dew condensed on the bamboo of Xiangfei in Xiaoxiang Garden in the early morning, the softness of falling flowers falling into the flowing water and falling into the dust, and the fragrance of medicine that she is sick and unable to do without all year round.

"......" he inhaled deeply, his eyes becoming dangerous. He is disdainful of feelings, and those things that will drag down a person's judgment and thinking will only make him weaker.

The hand under the wizard's robe held the wand, and he even had the idea of killing her, as long as this person did not exist, he was still the same person he used to be. Since she appeared, so much had changed that he had become like a Muggle.

His noble pure-blood blood was tarnished by his damned Muggle father, and he was unlikely to make another mistake and be ...... by a Muggle woman

Tom couldn't help frowning, and Dai ...... It doesn't seem to be a Muggle, he used to be a Muggle, but he is essentially an Eastern wizard, and he is an Eastern martial artist with eternal life.

The idea changed again, if they were together, would their children inherit both magic powers at the same time, and would be the only great person in the history of magic?

Xijing picked up the book on the shelf again, and saw him standing there, frowning as if he was thinking about some very complicated problem, and wondered if his excuse for learning dark arts was not good enough?

"What's wrong with you?" Xijing asked tentatively.

He looked up with a look of horror in his eyes.

Tom suddenly grabbed the mirror's hand, and he remembered what Dumbledore had said.

The Savior, Harry Potter, has a power he doesn't: love. It is not born of love, and it is destined that there will be no love, so there are only slaves without friends, only profit driven and death curse threats, and the followers of Death Eaters are only for the sake of benefit.

Maybe it's a dark magic spell that's hard to learn, or a rare magical artifact, or the trust of the greatest Dark Lord.

Because he has no love, he is defeated by the savior, who is always full of love, even if there is no benefit, even if he encounters danger, even if he will lose his life, his friends will accompany him without hesitation.

Friendship is 10,000 times more loyal than loyalty, because it is not based on any interests, and interests will always weigh the gains and losses, and only based on love, love is irrational and will last until death.

Tom thought of the Harry trio again, and Hermione and Ron didn't hesitate to go together even in the face of an unknown basilisk, when they were only second-year Hogwarts kids.

"You let go, you scratch me." Xijing tried to withdraw his hand, not knowing what he was thinking so intently.

Since the timeline changed, she couldn't guess what Tom was thinking, and couldn't deduce it as in the original story.

She admires such a villain who can't be figured out, and she doesn't hesitate to praise herself. But the feeling of not being able to control the overall situation and not being able to grasp the other party's thoughts and behaviors also made her very annoying.

Tom didn't let go, bent down slightly and got closer, and said, "Dai, be my girlfriend." ”