Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"We will just stay in the mother tree tonight... I have obtained her consent."

Draco said after a moment's hesitation.

"Can you communicate with her directly?" I confirmed again.

This is an ability unique to the Elf King.

"Of course. So, don't doubt your choice..." Draco helped me straighten my dress.

"Our offspring can be born from the mother tree, or we can choose to give birth to them ourselves..."

His eyes went to my lower abdomen.

"It's still too early... Have you forgotten? I don't know how long my mother will be pregnant..."

There has been no movement for several years.

"That's because the baby my mother is carrying is a tree..."

"species?"

"Well, after it leaves the mother body, it will turn into a towering tree, becoming another mother tree, giving birth to new elves..."

Draco explained softly.

"Wouldn't it be very pitiful for my brother (sister) to have to stay in one place for the rest of their lives..."

I touched the trunk of the mother tree and couldn't hide the sadness in my heart.

It can never leave a place, and its whole life must be dedicated to others...

"We are no different. No one can experience everything in the world, and..." Draco left it in suspense.

"And what?" I urged.

"The mother tree also has a tree spirit, and he can also become an elf. My father's name - Thranduil's name - Spring Tree, means that he is a mother tree born in spring..."

"Ah, so that's how it is... Then where is my father's real body?"

Draco shook his head: "I can't find it. It may exist in a parallel world or a higher dimension..."

He looked at me deeply and asked in a low voice: "If my true form is also a tree, or even worse than a tree... would you dislike me for that?"

"How could that be? Legolas means leaf. Could it be that your true form is a leaf on Thranduil's body?"

I'd hazard a guess.

"Correct." Draco looked a little frustrated.

"how?"

"Throughout my life, my spiritual power will never be comparable to my father's..." He opened his hands, gathered a ball of spiritual power, and then solidified them into a solid entity.

"I've seen my father before...it was much more horrible than this..."

I reached out and touched his spiritual power.

A warm and bright force.

It is of the same lineage as mine and is continuous.

And I seem to be a natural amplifier.

The ball of light in Draco's hand suddenly more than doubled in size.

"Aurora……"

Draco looked surprised.

"Look, it's not that you can't compare to father, but, we were originally one... Only when our spiritual powers are combined can we exert the greatest power..." I looked into his eyes.

"Aurora……"

The sky is our home and the earth is our bed.

Spend a wonderful night under the witness of the mother tree.

"I really want it to go on like this forever..." Draco whispered in my ear, "Without those annoying Horcruxes, without the so-called Order of the Phoenix, Death Eaters, and Witch Party..."

"Why are you like Dad and Mom, giving up?"

He joked with him.

"Don't you think that only by giving up can they face up to their rights and obligations? After all, Grandpa and Tom look so young..."

"Tom? He's nearly 70 years old. He should have retired and enjoyed his retirement long ago..."

"He is now a member of the Malfoy family. He should have done his part to help revive the family. Just to make up for dragging the Malfoy family down with him..."