Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"No! Don't even think about it!"

The combination of vampires and elves is taboo.

How can a wolf and a sheep live together?

I held Harry's arm tightly. "After becoming a vampire, your soul is given to the devil... There is no possibility of reincarnation."

I kissed his palm: "Plant the mark of the elf soul mate, and you can share the other's lifespan..."

Draco's face changed: "Aurora, this method works!"

Draco planted the leaf mark for me, and I can also draw my own mark on Harry.

"Just...are you willing? To be marked by me?" I asked cautiously.

"Will there be any sequelae?" Harry smiled. His green eyes were sparkling and very beautiful at this moment.

"Everything you think in your heart will be transmitted here..." I pointed to the location of my temple, "You...will no longer have any secrets..."

"Is this the secret of Draco's connection with you?"

Harry seemed to have known the truth for a long time.

Just waiting for me to say it myself.

"Um……"

Draco put his arm around my shoulders from behind.

"Your little brain is going to explode..." Draco ruffled my hair, "You'll go crazy if three people's thoughts flood your mind at the same time..."

Harry's eyes dimmed, but he took the initiative to comfort me: "It's okay... I just have to trouble you to find my trace in the vast crowd..."

"Don't scare Harry! It's not like we can't block out our inner voices." I pinched Draco.

"Don't listen to him! If we can't block out the sounds from the outside world, Draco and I would have been driven crazy long ago! Elves can hear the sounds of everything in the world. We have long since developed the ability to block out the sounds of the surrounding environment, and the same is true for the sounds in our hearts..."

I hurriedly explained to Harry.

"That's a privilege that belongs only to me..." Draco whispered in my ear.

"But we can't just watch Harry..."

I didn't say anything else.

In his previous life, I witnessed his growth from a handsome young man to an octogenarian.

Finally, he died in my arms.

I once swore that if there was an afterlife, I would never experience this again.

"But, Aurora, I also want to be marked by you... The mark of us elves represents life after life..." Draco blew on the back of my neck.

"It's just that an elf can only mark one person in its lifetime..."

Draco met my eyes.

There was a fleeting look of melancholy in his eyes.

"I……"

My heart was filled with guilt.

I wish I could split myself in two.

Why does it feel like I'm making two people sad at the same time?

Just when I was in a dilemma and hesitant, I suddenly heard two people burst into laughter.

"Look how anxious she is..." Harry teased.

"I'm going crazy with jealousy, Aurora." Draco's tone was so relaxed and casual.

Seeing that I didn't understand, he finally couldn't hold it back and started to explain: "Male elves can indeed only mark one partner in their lifetime, but female elves are different..."

"Perhaps, the first Elf King was a woman, so women may be given special treatment..."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not until much later, when we settled in the Mother Tree, that an ancient notebook solved my puzzle.

The elves were born in an age of war. If a female elf could only be marked with one elf in her lifetime, then the elven bloodline would be cut off.