Descendants of HP

Chapter 005

Draco woke up from the cold.

When he woke up, he even thought that there would be ice picks hanging from the ends of his hair, or that he was in the Antarctic.

The whole room was surrounded by black air, and only a faint light allowed Draco to see clearly the weirdness inside.

He felt that his heat had been sucked away by the black air, and he was just a walking dead right here.

How did he fall asleep?

It seemed that after the ceremony, he was too weak and fell asleep without knowing it.In sleep, mana recovery will be more rapid.

But now, he can only be thankful that he didn't sleep enough to die, otherwise he might close his eyes forever in such cold.

The source of the cold air was beside him, the sacred coffin of unknown origin.

Draco resisted the urge to lift the lid, and did not use magic here again - this would change the magic magnetic field in this place, which would easily lead to failure.

He could only move his legs with difficulty, and walked out the door.

Draco didn't feel alive until he closed the door and felt the warmth again.

Just as he regained his composure, Draco heard a rustling sound from the door, as if someone was opening the door with a key.

Aware of this possibility, Draco rearranged his clothes and forced himself to go downstairs.

As soon as he reached the stairs, he collided with Harry Potter who entered the door.

"Potter, why, come to show your cheap apology again?" Draco pressed the handrail and leaned on the handrail, looking dignified and arrogant.

Harry looked at Draco with an uncomfortable expression.But he didn't want to show weakness to Draco, so he straightened the corners of his mouth and said, "Everyone and each other. Malfoy also needs to go to the old friend's old house to remember?"

"My relationship with Professor Snape is naturally closer than yours, and your coming will only disturb his peace." Draco poked all over Harry's wound.

To be honest, Harry hated and even hated Severus.But after he got Severus's memory, he frequently lingered in Severus's memory, and he couldn't extricate himself until now. He was no longer sure what he thought of Severus Snape What mood.

At the very least, he shouldn't hate him anymore, but instead has more unexplainable emotions towards Severus.He could only find some peace here, in the shadow of Severus.

And when he was ignorant in the past, he couldn't see the "guarding" under the "maliciousness" of Severus, which became a past he didn't want to mention.

Now being trampled on by Draco is a heart-wrenching pain.

Draco didn't care if his words stung Harry, he just wanted the meddling Scarhead to leave quickly, or he'd probably have to go upstairs to Severus' bedroom.At that time, everything will be revealed, and he may also be caught and hurt by Oro's greedy wild dogs for presiding over the black magic sacrifice ceremony.

"I don't think you're anything special," Harry squinted, dissatisfied, "You're just a Slytherin, do you think he's impressed with you? A coward who just runs away!"

"Don't call me a coward!" Draco glared at Harry angrily.

Harry pulled back, and he quickly approached the stairs: "So you think you are brave? Then you are too ignorant, Malfoy."

"Just talk, don't get too close, do you want to fight with me in the professor's house?" Draco can't actually do anything to Harry Potter, once he does, he is not far from death .

"Let me go up, out of the way." Harry felt something on it, and he didn't feel sleepy after he woke up suddenly, so he had to clean up and ran over non-stop.

But he didn't expect to meet Draco Malfoy here.What a lingering guy.

"Is this how you take care of the house when the master is away?" Draco said as contemptuously as possible.

Harry turned his head, with a bad expression on his face: "What do you mean?" He said it as if he had done something for this house.

"I mean you said that you were responsible for the maintenance of the house, but after I came to see it, you obviously didn't do any maintenance for the house." Draco said as if he had grasped something.

"And you?" Harry was speechless by Draco's words.

Draco put on the white gloves in his pocket, wiped them vigorously on the armrest, and flashed the still clean gloves in front of Harry's eyes: "Every day, it has been maintained."

At this time, he seemed to be criticizing someone from the moral high ground, and he couldn't hide his complacency on his face.

"You..." Harry didn't want to say something depressing.

"Potter, if you still have a poor spirit of contract, you'd better deal with this issue as soon as possible. Otherwise, I have reason to suspect that you have some other intentions..."

"I see, I'm looking for someone now..."

"Don't, I just want to be alone for a while now, you can do whatever you want." After Draco said, he went upstairs naturally, leaving Harry with a flawless expression.

Harry could only grit his teeth and watch Draco enter Snape's bedroom, then walk away sullenly.

As for Draco, he was frozen stiff by the black mist in the room at this moment.

However, the black mist gradually faded away. The coffin was originally sealed, but now it has opened by itself...