【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

Draco Malfoy leaned against the fence of the open-air balcony of the study room. The weather these two days has been rare, the sky is glowing with the light red of the afterglow, the shredded tobacco of the hand-rolled cigars is also shining with sparks, and the smoke is mixed with the smell of tobacco lingering around the fingertips His forearm, which was casually resting on the railing, was almost burned out.

A vinyl record that was casually placed on the record player in the house was spinning, with leisurely and comfortable notes floating low.This machine was dug out of the warehouse by him a while ago. It was obviously Muggle stuff, maybe it was a gift from someone to his father or grandfather, and it had been left unused for a long time.

The lit computer screen on the desk was still showing the half-written plot, and he needed to calm down for a while, because the story seemed to be going off track again in a direction beyond his control.

The length of this time was unexpectedly long, and he kept serializing it with the frequency of updating a chapter every day. It has been nearly four months and he still hasn't finished writing it. He is already thinking about whether he is stuck Go too deep.

After all, this is a fan novel, and the protagonists are still himself and his damned crush. It might be a relief for him to finish writing it.But every time I finished writing Draco Malfoy, I thought that I would never touch these stupid stories again, but after finishing one story, I couldn't help but imagine another possibility, and then sat in front of the screen again and embarked on another road , even if the results are undoubtedly not very pleasant every time, at least according to the feedback he received from readers.

However, for him who has been creating all the time, this is like an endless loop to satisfy his selfish desires. It is not painful, nor can it be called very sweet, but it is full of subtle and strange satisfaction.

It was as if he really had a relationship with Harry Potter.

Draco Malfoy shook his head mockingly, finally took a deep breath of the cigarette tail between his fingers, pressed the remaining part into the ashtray to extinguish it, re-tied his loose hair and opened the glass sliding door of the study balcony.

The phone was buzzing on the desk, Draco Malfoy walked over there in a leisurely manner and sat in the chair before slowly picking up the phone, seeing Pansy Parkinson's name and a selfie on the screen without any surprise.

He just got through the call and before he could speak, the other party couldn't wait to speak.

"What are you doing?" The girl chatted casually as if she seemed bored, but then said mysteriously, "Are you eating melon?"

"No." Draco Malfoy had never been interested in Pansy's weird gossip.

"Don't refuse so quickly, if it has nothing to do with you, I won't show it to you," the girl sighed eccentrically over the phone, "Your savior seems to be not going well recently."

"Correction, the savior of the wizarding world." Draco Malfoy said lazily, "He has nothing to do with me now."

"You can't say that dear, at least he's still the main character in your novel." Draco Malfoy heard the girl on the opposite side laugh lowly, and he clicked his tongue uncomfortably and asked, "Is it hurting you to be idle? Please do me a favor, lady. A plane ticket to find Blaise. He'd much rather be harassed or fucked by you somewhere else."

Pansy Parkinson didn't care if Draco Malfoy was willing to continue listening to her, "As a qualified fanfic author, don't you think you should always pay attention to and understand the latest developments of the master?"

"The latest news is that she is being harassed by a very boring woman, and she sincerely suggested that if she is bored, she can go wrestling with the troll. Maybe her mind will clear up under that kind of violent and huge slap." Draco Malfoy was lazy Leaning complacently on his chair, he said slowly, "Don't forget, I'm also one of the righteous masters."

Pansy chimed on the phone, and Draco Malfoy heard small mouse clicks and keystrokes through the receiver, followed by a flash of Pansy ParkinsonWLM's profile picture in the lower right corner of his computer.

"I sent it to you."

Draco Malfoy clicked on Pansy's chat window and simply transferred the conversation between the two of them from the mobile phone to the computer. Then he glanced at the link sent to her by the other party, and saw that the domain name should be a message from Weibo, with the title clearly written.

[Shock!The girl in the blooming season actually ate this kind of thing in the afternoon tea! ]

Draco Malfoy subconsciously frowned and curled his lips. This kind of news headlines that seem to be the editor's tricks to attract people's attention are almost all onion news, "Pansy, I didn't expect you to believe this kind of report. Am I Should have posted a headline too: Shocked, Parkinson's only daughter is a brainless retard."

"Shocked, Draco Malfoy is actually an RPS fanfic author, what will happen to the face of the Malfoy family." Pansy countered, happily hearing dissatisfied clicks from the opposite side, and then suggested, "Don't rush to conclusions, you read the content first and then talk."

Draco Malfoy slid the mouse wheel, quickly scanning the content of the report.

"Cause caused by eating afternoon tea pastries?" Draco Malfoy briefly summarized the content of the report, and lazily expressed his afterthought, "If you are afraid that you will become the next victim, you can take this opportunity to quit desserts, killing two birds with one stone. "

"That's not the point Draco," Pansy said meaningfully, "Three cases have happened so far, and the Ministry of Magic has not given relevant follow-up progress until now, and this case is personally in charge of our great savior, Mr. Harry Potter. "She deliberately emphasized Harry Potter's name, and then paused, "So guess what the public opinion will say now? Oh, a warm reminder, you can read the comments first dear."

"See," Drcao Malfoy snorted contemptuously when he noticed the unsightly reply comments under the news in the middle of Pansy's speech, "a bunch of Rita Skeeter idiots writing training courses."

Pansy laughed out loud when she heard the words, and jokingly said: "I totally agree, she should really go to hold such a training class, and pay you a large naming fee by the way."

"I'm afraid she won't be able to afford it." Draco Malfoy replied casually, no longer paying attention to those comments that were dedicated to intensifying conflicts and biased, and directly returned to the homepage to refresh.

And the latest one is still this news, but it was posted by the Ministry of Magic and forwarded by Harry Potter.

Draco Malfoy glanced casually at the Ministry of Magic's official description of the incident, and then clicked on the reply to the comment below after Harry Potter reprinted it.

"Speaking of which, what do you think of those remarks against the savior?" Pansy once again pulled the topic back to the original purpose of her call, "That group of mentally retarded people can't take it lightly."

"The scolding is serious, but it's not level." Draco Malfoy said while watching the fierce war of words under Harry Potter's Weibo, "Besides, someone will help him scold back, why do you follow? Why don't I Do you know when you became a savior fan?"

"Please, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't care about him." Pansy said in a tone that didn't know people's hearts, and then continued with a wicked sense of humor, "But you're right, these Internet trolls are really mocking people now No, it's far worse than the lyrics you wrote in fifth grade."

"Weasley is our King?" Draco Malfoy raised his eyebrows and smiled. "I remember it working well."

"Such a genius my dear Draco." Pansy followed suit with delighted compliments, "Maybe you're the one who should consider a training class."

"No thanks," Draco Malfoy rebuffed decisively, "I have nothing else to do and I'll hang up first."

"Okay, one last question," Pansy asked again in an ambiguous tone, "Mr. Malfoy, your crush is on the cusp of public opinion and is being personally attacked and morally kidnapped by a group of idiots. What to do here?"

"The savior himself doesn't care about me, so why bother?"

"Well," Pansy sounded dissatisfied with the answer, "I'm afraid this case will take a while, just wait and see."

"Don't worry about it, the Ministry of Magic has plenty of ways to silence this group of people." Draco Malfoy put away the comment box on Harry Potter's Weibo, "If you are really bored, why don't you go to your group of forum management members and plan a thread next activity."

"Oh yes, speaking of this, have you decided? To go or not?" Pansy eagerly awaited the other party's answer, "The end of the month is just around the corner."

"..." Draco Malfoy regretted that he had brought up the event, he rolled his eyes, "I'm not going—"

"—Oh, gay." The girl quickly interrupted him dissatisfiedly before the other party finished speaking, and sighed in a tone that sounded particularly pitiful, "I just want to let you see the face of the savior to explain Lovesickness has sacrificed so much, yet you don't even want to help me with this small favor, our childhood friendship can't be worth a passing encounter with the savior, it's in vain that I wanted to marry when I was young—"

"Stop!" Draco Malfoy rubbed the brows that were irritated and furrowed by Pansy's nagging, and if he didn't agree, he would probably be hated by the other party forever, "You first take the Time Turner and...cough," he coughed dryly He hesitated for a while to cover up his embarrassment, "Hexiong... send it to me."

"Deal!" Pansy shouted excitedly through the receiver with a sharp voice, "I'll send it right away!"

Draco Malfoy pursed his lips, it was not difficult for him to imagine the state of the dark-haired girl at this moment, and he was not very happy by comparison.

After hanging up the phone, Draco Malfoy noticed that his Weibo homepage was almost swiped by Pansy's dynamics. That's right, after he was stripped of his ID by that girl, the other party went further and forcibly followed him on Weibo and forums.Looking at the dynamic frame of "You are the Platinum Young Master" all over the screen, it means that the other painter he is following has not posted a dynamic for at least three or four days.

He refreshed the homepage, and the latest news was still the one he just read.

Pansy was right in saying that Harry Potter was indeed being kidnapped by those idiots for damning personal attacks and unreasonable moral kidnapping, just look at those mindless and mentally retarded remarks.

[Comment: What kind of savior is a savior who can't even catch the murderer? ]

[Comment: I am afraid that the title of war hero is only suitable for wartime. It is useful in peacetime. Even the murderer has not been identified and the truth is still expected? ]

[Comment: Merlin's little cake, people are panicking, even the afternoon tea is not delicious, does the Ministry of Magic and Potter take our taxpayers' money to go out to parties and picnics every day? ]

[Comment: It's okay if the Ministry of Magic doesn't do anything, and the savior is not reliable. Didn't he just get promoted to the deputy director of the Aurors? ]

[Comment: After all, it's been six years, I guess Harry Potter's weapon against you is not easy to use, hahaha. ]

……

What kind of guy Harry Potter is, of course Draco Malfoy knows better than these people, and over the years, no matter whether he heard the gossip about Potter from Pansy or saw related developments in newspaper headlines and online media, most of the time he was In praising the great achievements of the savior, the current situation is nothing more than the fact that the masses are used to Harry Potter being portrayed as a saint and a savior by public opinion, and they cannot accept their savior for a while.

In the end, Draco Malfoy couldn't hold back, typed a line in the comment section of Harry Potter's Weibo, and sent it.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: the premise of understanding the truth of the report and the incident is to open your mind first, but unfortunately some people can't even meet this premise. ]

Draco Malfoy muttered uncomfortably at the comment he had posted: "Stupid Scarhead."

After closing the Weibo page, he breathed a sigh of relief, regained his energy, rewrote the writing document before switching back, and continued to start the unfinished chapter.

Ding--

The notification sound of the mobile phone interrupted the plot line he had just picked up, Draco Malfoy frowned, and woke up the screen to display a Weibo update.Swipe open the lock screen and directly enter the Weibo interface.

Draco Malfoy froze the moment he clicked on the Weibo notification bar.

The latest notification was spread out on his screen so brightly.

[Harry Potter liked this comment]

Surprised, he followed the message link and clicked on it. His reply had long been submerged in Harry Potter's countless comments. He squinted his eyes and carefully found his whim.

[Like 0 Forward 0 Reply 0]

Draco Malfoy frowned in bewilderment.

What's the matter?Is the Savior hand slippery?

Tbc