Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

I felt a burning sensation between my brows.

Even with your eyes closed, you can feel a strong white light in front of your eyes.

"You can open your eyes."

Draco and I actually opened the core of the mother tree.

This is the mansion where only the Elf King can live.

"follow me."

He held my hand and led me step by step into the forbidden land of the elves.

"After Thranduil sacrificed himself, I inherited his position..."

Draco stroked the furnishings in the room.

Exactly the same place we live together.

"I transformed this place into this... and I dare not look for you. I can only live in a place filled with your memories..."

He turned his back and lightly touched a mechanism.

The scene before me shocked me.

Two dresses.

Under the protection of the elves' magic, they remain as bright and clean as new.

“They are so beautiful…”

The elf's dress is very flowing.

The hollow design on the back and the intricate lace patterns are sometimes dotted with fairy gems, just like a ray of moonlight, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Every lonely dark night, I fall asleep relying on my imagination. In my dream, you are dressed in a formal dress, standing in front of the mother tree, and you make a promise to me for eternity."

Draco said solemnly.

"It has been stored here for thousands of years... I can't wait even a second longer. Can you satisfy me? Aurora..."

It turns out that I am not the only one who has regrets.

"It was so sudden that I didn't even have time to dress myself up properly..."

Even on such an important occasion, I was still without makeup, and was woken up after falling asleep.

"Only now can I get rid of him and be alone with you..."

I naturally understood what he meant.

He took off my coat piece by piece.

"let me help you……"

The elf's dress was clearly cast with magic and could be changed automatically, but he insisted on doing it himself.

The Mother Tree is the mother of all elves.

We are always within our mother's sight...

I felt very cold and was only wearing my underwear.

"Do you want to change this one too?" I stammered.

"All human clothing must be taken off..."

He seemed to be admiring a work of art.

He looked me up and down.

"Don't be shy. Why do you look like a cooked shrimp? And your whole body is pink?"

Draco tried to make fun of me.

He caressed my trembling skin inch by inch.

"Let me help you..."

The dress is made of tulle, but after putting it on, I don’t feel cold at all.

It is attached with the spiritual power that belongs exclusively to Legolas.

According to the inherited memory, this is a dress that only the Elf Queen can wear.

"My identity..."

If Lucius is still here, this dress should belong to Narcissa.

Draco shook his head: "Mom knows. Dad was ready to give up a long time ago..."

Draco explained helplessly, "After all, in his previous life, he chose me so that he could live with his mother, right?"

The size of the dress seemed to be tailor-made for me.

I find it hard to believe that I am the dreamlike elf in the mirror.

Draco coated my lips with the juice of the flower.

The leaves between the eyebrows became extremely hot at this moment.

"Sorry, I'm just too happy..."

He placed a crown of thorns on my head.

"It's a dark and windy night, and we are just like this... Doesn't it look like we are getting engaged for life?"

The enthusiasm in his eyes almost melted me, and I couldn't help but want to find some light-hearted topics and make jokes.