Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

I had fallen into Armand's hands several times and was always wary of him.

But for some reason, no matter how he treats me, there is a voice in my heart that will always tolerate his willfulness infinitely.

He is obviously the first generation Malfoy.

After all, I am his junior and he should be tolerant of me.

"What treasure?" According to the original plot, a giant monster will appear in Hogwarts...

All I remember is that Hermione held on until Harry and Ron arrived, but the details of where it happened and where it happened have long been blurred.

Is he going to push me into the fire?

My wary look immediately made him lose interest.

"Draco is already waiting there, come if you want!"

He had his back to me, sulking.

"Draco..." I still didn't know how to face him.

But my body started ahead and followed the pace of the portrait.

He shuttled between countless adjacent portraits.

Greeting the other portraits skillfully.

"Hi, Armand! Come to see your precious little dragon again?"

His old face turned red and he pretended not to hear, but took his anger out on me.

"What are you still hesitating about? Don't blame me if you can't see Draco..."

I took a deep breath and tried to suppress the depression in my heart.

"Don't lie to me. If you put me in danger again, I will go home and burn your portrait!"

"How dare you talk to me?" He laughed in anger, "Go back and copy Platinum Glory 100 times!"

"You're the one who's being unreasonable! You're the one who's always been picking on me! I'd rather you ignore me like you treat dad! Ignore me!"

Now, not only has the knot with Draco not been resolved, but the first generation of Malfoy has also been offended!

It is said that he is the most petty and vindictive one!

"You two really make me worry so much! I'll take care of you from now on!" He said this and disappeared from the picture frame.

"Psycho!" I cursed, and just as I was about to turn around and leave, I heard Armand's voice behind me again, "Why don't you catch up?"

He wasn't just teasing me, but was really leading me to a place?

I held the wand in my hand and used the properties of the twin wands to sense Draco's location.

It was actually the same direction that Armand pointed to.

The naughty first generation Malfoy did not lie to me.

My steps quickened.

Draco, wait for me.

Draco stood in front of a vintage and ornate mirror.

He stared at me blankly, seemingly unaware of my arrival.

It was not until he was embraced by my arms that he turned around belatedly.

"Aurora, am I dreaming? I thought... you walked out of the mirror..."

"Yes..." I was about to mention Armand's name when I saw him wave at me and disappear into the nearest picture frame.

"Think about it every day and dream about it at night."

I looked back into his eyes.

"This is?"

"The Mirror of Erised. Legend has it that one can see one's deepest desires." Draco pointed at the word Erised. "Upside down, it should be Desire."

"What did you see?"

Everyone's desires are different.

You can only see your own desires.

Draco took my shoulder and faced the mirror with me.

It shows him and I as adults, embracing each other under the luxurious fountain in Malfoy Manor on a quiet and peaceful afternoon.

A blond-haired, grey-eyed child was playing in the garden.

"Aurora, remember? The users of the twin wands are in telepathy. I saw the same scene as you."