【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

The Savior could hear the roar echoing in the examination room through the door.

Hermione Granger happened to be rubbing her temples and retreating from the battlefield, waving at Harry Potter to signal him not to go in now.The moment the door opened, Harry Potter clearly heard Draco Malfoy say coldly, "Is there no one in the Ministry of Magic? Hiring idiots like you is a waste of resources!"

Harry Potter pointed to the door in bewilderment, "What's going on?"

"Academic discussion." Hermione Granger folded her arms and shook her head. "Both sides are stubborn, and neither is willing to give in."

"Merlin's beard, weren't they still politely exchanging details before I left?" Harry Potter looked at his watch, "I only left for five minutes."

Harry Potter met the blond Slytherin in the Auror Hall on time at two o'clock in the afternoon, and after bringing the latter to the potions analysis department, Harry Potter was called away by his subordinates to sign two closing reports.Before he left, Terence, the middle-aged male analyst at the Ministry of Magic, was discussing the details of the case with Draco Malfoy in a serious manner, asking Malfoy exactly how he got the results in the report.

It was only 5 minutes, but it was only 5 minutes. When Harry Potter came back, the two guys inside were already arguing.

"Don't worry about Harry, Malfoy won't be thrown out of the Ministry of Magic by Terence."

"No Mione, I'm not worried about Malfoy." Harry Potter leaned against the crack of the door, trying to hear the content of the dispute, "I'm more worried that Terence will resign if Malfoy gets angry."

Hermione Granger found it rather funny when she saw her friend's serious face, as if she was worried about her father and worried about her unlucky child's misbehavior and trouble.

"But to be honest, aren't they all a little paranoid when they study potions?" Harry Potter leaned against the door panel, and suddenly remembered that there was a case that required Terence to produce an analysis report, and the potion master was giving them an analysis report. At the same time as the conclusion, a sentence "The description is not rigorous, please pay attention to the relevant person in charge next time."

Hermione Granger chuckled, "I think they might have to quarrel for a while, why don't we talk about what happened before? About the author."

"Have you found the right person?"

"Not yet." Hermione Granger shook her head, "I contacted a few people as professional writers, and some of them were not available and others couldn't accept them. It's true that that kind of article is not acceptable to most people." She sighed helplessly , "And since fandoms belong to the gray area, and one of the protagonists is still you, no one is willing to pick it up."

"If no one really takes this case, I'll ask Lavender—fuck!" Halfway through Harry Potter's words, the door behind him was suddenly pulled open from the inside without warning, causing Harry Potter to stagger.

Draco Malfoy cast a cold sideways glance at the slightly embarrassed Harry Potter with a black face, muttered and cursed in a low voice: "Stupid old stubborn." After rushing out of the analysis room angrily, Draco Malfoy fell After closing the door, he strode toward the Ministry of Magic elevator.

Harry Potter and Hermione Granger looked at each other, and after exchanging glances, Harry Potter turned and trot to catch up with Draco Malfoy, who was exuding anger.

"Hey I said Malfoy, what's going on?" Harry Potter followed Draco Malfoy into the elevator.

"I warn you Potter, just this once." Draco Malfoy gritted his teeth, "Don't find me any job in the Ministry of Magic again, and guard your old fellows whose cognition is still stuck in the last century!" The blond youth He continued ferociously, "What time is it? The ashes of the Dark Lord are fucking cold. The documents published in the Potions Journal in March of the previous year, and even the basic Potions textbooks have been revised one after another. Some people still think that Tiao Tiao Roots will not be activated at low temperatures and continue with other finished potions—" His babbling stopped abruptly, and Draco Malfoy rolled his eyes at a dazed Harry Potter, "Put away your stupid Potter face , it is really difficult for you to understand these graceful potion ingredients."

"So that's what you're all for?" Harry Potter asked.

"Of course." Draco Malfoy raised his jaw as a matter of course.

"What does it have to do with the case at hand?" Harry Potter continued to ask.

"No." Draco Malfoy was completely unaware that there was anything wrong with that.

"...Merlin Malfoy, don't tell me you didn't—" Harry Potter looked surprised.

"Don't worry Potter, there's nothing wrong with that case, we've found a way to reproduce it." Draco Malfoy curled his lips triumphantly, "Oh, you Potionists are pretty good at this point." He muttered again He said something that Harry Potter couldn't quite understand.

Please, who was madly dissing someone just a second ago? He is an old stubborn with outdated ideas? ! Harry Potter slandered.

Well, it's okay to think that their brains for academic research are sick.The savior comforted himself.

The Ministry of Magic's elevator had already reached the exit floor, Draco Malfoy stepped out of the elevator and turned sideways to make room for Harry Potter, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the opened elevator door.

Harry Potter froze for a moment, and stepped out of the elevator while the blond young man didn't notice and was still frowning expressionlessly immersed in the academic research in his mind.

"Ah...thank you." Harry Potter touched his ear uncomfortably.

"Nothing." Draco Malfoy withdrew his arm, turned and walked in the direction of the Ministry of Magic exit first.

Harry Potter looked at Draco Malfoy's back with a sense of loss.He never knew that that guy had already left behind the boyhood level he remembered in some fields, but this alienation and strangeness made Harry Potter want to touch that guy even more, and to know what Draco Malfoy was doing all these years What, wanting to know everything he's changed over the past few years.Whether it was spirit or body, as long as it was related to that blond man named Draco Malfoy, he was eager to touch any lines and traces they left on that person one by one.

In fact, this is not bad, it means that the blond Slytherin has lived a good life in a place that Harry Potter can't see all these years, doesn't it? Harry Potter thought, maybe he could consider inviting Malfoy to dinner after this case was over?At least it would be much more pleasant to maintain a cooperative relationship than to just watch the other party disappear from his life again.

"Potter." Draco Malfoy stopped in vain and turned his head to look at the savior who was following behind him without saying a word. He moved his lips about to say something, but he hesitated.

"what?"

Draco Malfoy pursed his lips, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes drifted away, and he subconsciously bit his lips under Harry Potter's questioning gaze after a while, before hesitatingly opened his mouth.

"What were you talking to Granger about?"

"Huh? Ah?" The savior in a fugue state would never admit that he was caught by the unconscious biting lip of the person in front of him, and some unspeakable composition automatically appeared in his mind. He blinked, and calmly The picture in my mind was put into the temporary storage disk, and then I blinked, "What did you say?"

"The door of the analysis room." Draco Malfoy frowned, and then continued in a flirtatious tone, "Need I remind you that you were almost shown a shit-eating ugly face by the door just now?"

"Oh, before you insulted our conscientious analyst?" Harry Potter deliberately emphasized the other party's previous rude behavior, and he didn't give Draco Malfoy a chance to retaliate. "Hermione is looking for the author."

"Author?" Draco Malfoy raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, it's still because of this damn case."

"So you got Ron Weasley's ex-girlfriend?" the blond man teased, "Let's see, what's the girl's name? Lavender Brown?" He muttered the name eccentrically, "Tsk tsk, what, Granger is planning to Public revenge?"

"Of course not, it's just the same name. Hermione is not as insidious as you, Malfoy." Harry Potter was displeased, "Only a bastard like you can do things like dragging a classmate into a black magic experiment."

"Oh, indeed." Draco Malfoy sneered, "How did I forget, how can a war hero do the dirty work that people like us do? What if—"

"If you're just here to slander my friend and sneer." Harry Potter interrupted Draco Malfoy's continuous sarcasm, and said with a cold face to see the guests off, "Then you can leave Malfoy, and I will contact you if there are other questions about the case. "

Draco Malfoy kept his contemptuous demeanor silent for a moment without saying anything, and finally dropped a cold "Good luck Potter." He went straight into the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic and disappeared.

***

Draco Malfoy finally finished the long series he was working on, without any suspense, Bad Ending.

In the comment area of ​​the final chapter, readers burst into tears, but this kind of behavior is quite rare for the old readers of Lavender.

[Comment: Damn it's over? !The signs of HE before were all fake? !Mrs. Lavender teaches you how to hide a knife in sugar ORZ]

[Comment: Crying faint in front of the computer, Mrs. TAT, you accompany me on the keyboard]

[Comment: Who lied to me that this article may be HE, you stand up and I will never kill you! ! ! ]

[Comment: After parting ways, passers-by are safe and never see each other again. Malfoy's last sentence wished you good luck and tortured me to death QAQ Please come back with a sweet episode! ]

[Comment: Newcomer upstairs... Mrs. Lavender's episode is more fucking cruel than the main text. As a wife who has been stabbed by my wife for more than a year, I have already seen it.Passed away peacefully. ]

[Comment: It was clearly arranged by my wife's BE.Asphyxiated. ]

[Comment: Fancy dies. ]

……

Draco Malfoy scanned all the comments calmly, and switched to the Weibo interface.Send an emoji up.

[@Looking at the stars in the lavender field: [Headache.jpg]]

In fact, it wasn't that his head was hurting, but his heart was hurting, or he was in a very bad state right now, a kind of preoccupied kind, and the weight of this worry was absolutely proportional to the time he spent with Harry Potter and the number of times he met.The more they came into contact, the harder it was for Draco Malfoy to break free.

He found that he really couldn't get in touch with the savior too much, even if it was just work, absolutely not.He couldn't control himself, couldn't restrain those childish thoughts that wanted to win the attention of the other party, and he couldn't resist some inadvertent small movements and expressions of the other party.For example, a subconscious blink, a casual smile.

Sometimes he is really envious of the girls who are just like the wand too thin, who only produce food for CP. They dare to write and draw anything.Today he fancies driving a car after sleeping with Harry Potter, tomorrow he thinks they will grow old together, and he can write silly and sweet, and the day after tomorrow, if he plays some new tricks, he can do something unexpected.In short, they are free and unburdened.

As for Draco Malfoy himself, he could only keep these thoughts in his mind, and even if he was a fan, he never dared to cross the threshold.

When he switched back to the forum interface, the magic wand was too thin to post a new work.

It was a half-length portrait, the blond man bit his lip lightly with blurred eyes, his shirt was half-opened, and his expression and posture were extremely seductive.

[Wand too thin: [image] sleepy. ]

[Comment: I'm so happy! ! ! !Fuck him! ]

[Comment: Shi ♂ has changed. ]

[Comment: Who wouldn't want to sleep with a man like this~ I respect you! ]

[Comment: hands up for innocence! ]

[Comment: Oh my god!Where is the savior!Here's a Malfoy waiting for you to come and sleep! ]

……

Sleep with you uncle. Draco Malfoy rolled his eyes at the screen, ready to talk to Wand Tail.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: When can you draw a sleepy Potter. ]

[The wand is too thin: when will you be able to write a HE. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender fields: nonexistent. ]

[Wand too thin: nonexistent. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: It's too wasteful to draw Malfoy. ]

[The wand is too thin: I like it. [I am happy.jpg]]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: ... What the fuck is this stupid emoticon pack. ]

[Wand is too thin: Speaking of which, what's going on with your Weibo? ]

[Looking at the stars in a lavender field: small scene. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: begging for Zhang's savior. [Does the big brother have food.jpg]]

[The wand is too thin: no. [Mom mentally retarded.jpg]]

[The wand is too thin: Oh right, your previous job is over, right? ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: If the mentally handicapped Party A doesn’t mess around anymore, yes. ]

[The wand is too thin: Interested in taking a new job? ]

[Wand too thin: write something. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Refused. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: I don’t want to write recently. ]

[The wand is too thin: Merlin's beard, our hard-working Mrs. Lavender actually has a period of writing fatigue. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: What's going on with you Gryffindors, are you out of your mind? ]

[The wand is too thin: What's the matter with you Slytherin, do you have a gun in your mouth? ]

[The wand is too thin: don't refuse yet, we urgently need someone like you, Mrs. ]

[The magic wand is too thin: And definitely make use of your strengths, write fan fiction, write abuse, it’s better not to be able to drive, the price is up to you, the length is up to you, the more tragic the better. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: ...the M wand is too thin? ]

[The wand is too thin: ...it's all due to work. ]

[The magic wand is too thin: If we can’t find the author again, we will be thrown by our superiors into a group cram writing course. Thank you for saving the poor children. ]

Wait, find the author? Draco Malfoy suddenly remembered what Harry Potter had said to him that afternoon, that guy seemed to be looking for a writer for the case too... Fuck, it couldn't be such a fucking coincidence.

"Of course not, it's just the same name."

Draco Malfoy echoed the words Harry Potter said in his mind, and looked up at his forum ID again... Lavender... Lavender... Merlin... No way...!

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Your boss... should be, Harry Potter? ]

[The wand is too thin: ...uh, is it? ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Yes? ? ? ]

[Wand is too thin: Well, it's...]

Damn it——! ! ! Draco Malfoy was so frightened that his back was covered with cold sweat, and his hands typing on the keyboard began to tremble.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Don't you think there's something wrong there? ! ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Your boss, Harry Potter, the savior, watching a fan? ! ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: you're not afraid of being caught by the fuck you're drawing pornographic pictures of him and Malfoy here? ! ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Fuck his Potter, can he stay away from the life of his fans—! ! ! ]

[The wand is too thin: friend... calm down. ]

How the hell am I calm! ! !Fuck you Harry Potter!

Now it is very likely that his crush has seen these stupidly obscene love stories he wrote, so how can Draco Malfoy calm down!

Draco Malfoy covered his head and ran his fingers back and forth in his half-length blond hair. He stood up impatiently, grabbed the cigarette case from the drawer and flicked out a cigarette tremblingly to light it.He took a deep breath and coughed violently from being choked.

He was in a panic now, frantically walking around the study.

If Harry Potter really intends to ask him to write a fanfic, if the wand is too thin just to let him know in advance, if that damned savior has already made up his mind, then it doesn't matter whether he agrees or not now, even if he doesn't It is also easy to promise the Ministry of Magic to find out his real identity through an ID.

Draco Malfoy took another deep breath on the tobacco between his fingers, exhaling the smoke as slowly as possible.

If there was anything else that could make him struggle for a while, it was probably the only way to do it.

He quickly crushed the remaining third of the cigarette into the ashtray, bent down and raised his hand to type two lines on the keyboard.

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Xixi, I have to delete the number. ]

[Looking at the stars in the lavender field: Xie Yuan, see you again. ]

Tbc