People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 219 Two Hearts Depend on Each Other

A corner of the door curtain was gently lifted, revealing a bright face.

When Cedric saw Aphrodite, he pulled her to his side and checked her carefully from head to toe. After making sure that she was not injured, he held the girl in his arms as if he had found her again.

Draco saw that she was safe and sound, and he felt relieved.

"what's going on?"

Wood pulled Afro to the sofa without saying a word. Even when they sat together, he had no intention of letting go. He was afraid that if he let go, she would run away to a place where he couldn't find her.

Harry, who was following behind Avro, briefly recounted what had happened to everyone who didn't know the truth. When Draco heard that they had encountered the Death Eaters head-on, he lowered his eyes and played with the jewel cufflinks on his sleeves.

Before setting out for the camp, Draco met several representatives of pure-blood families that he rarely interacted with at Malfoy Manor. Lucius talked with them for a long time in the study, but the result might not have been satisfactory.

Because he heard those people shouting that they would regret it when they left.

Considering what happened tonight, it was hard for Draco not to guess that it was those people who were causing trouble.

but……

What was he going to say?

When talking about Winky being given a dress, Hermione could no longer hold back her anger. She felt it was unfair and that every creature in this world should be treated equally.

Aphrodite agreed with her point of view, but now was not the time to discuss the freedom of house-elves.

As she leaned over to grab her teacup, she noticed that Draco hadn't spoken since their conversation about the Dark Mark.

In the original plot, Malfoy was the leader of the Death Eaters, but the one who confronted her just now was obviously not Lucius.

But this group of people must have approached him before the action, but this time Lucius did not agree to participate.

Afro sighed in her heart. She didn't want to ask Draco to tell her everything without reservation just because of their relationship.

But she didn't think that this would make the boy feel guilty...

"All right, kids," Arthur suddenly said from behind the curtain, "you need to get some rest. We should go home soon."

"Afro, your father just sent a letter. He already knows what happened here and asked you to go home directly."

Afro agreed and took the girls back to the girls' tent. But she couldn't sleep because too many things happened that day.

She was tired, but her mind was still sharp.

The scenes that used to only happen in books suddenly became her personal experience, which made it difficult for her to calm down for a while.

She tiptoed out of the tent, completely sleepless. Under the cold moonlight, the madness from not long ago was no longer visible.

The camp was very quiet. Perhaps everyone was very tired, or they were too afraid to go out.

Afro didn't know where he wanted to go, so he just walked aimlessly on the path. Occasionally, he could see wizards busy at work on the dark road, checking for dangers.

"Why are you out alone again?"

This voice pulled Afro out of her complicated thoughts, and she found herself in front of the tent reserved by Mr. Campbell.

The neighbors of the tent were the Malfoy family.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Afro looked at Draco, who was wearing a suit with a wide belt in the moonlight, and her eyes always vaguely swept over the waist outlined by the belt.

Draco jumped down from the low branch, straightened his sleeves, and walked in front of her. "What about you?"

"Can't sleep."

"Me too."

The two looked at each other in silence. Draco noticed the girl's gaze and quietly revealed the perfect angle.

"Why are you wearing a suit at night?" Afro noticed his movements and asked with a smile.

They hadn't seen each other for only two weeks, but the boy had grown rapidly and was now half a head taller than her.

Draco bent down and looked straight into her eyes. They were so close that Afro could see the teardrop mole on her face in her light-colored eyes.

He suddenly chuckled and pinched her face with his index and middle fingers, "This is a morning dress."

Afro looked up at the sky where the moon was above the branches. This morning dress was quite morning.

She pretended to be angry, slapped his hand, and turned to leave.

Draco reached out and grabbed her wrist in panic, and said hurriedly in a panic, "Are you angry? I didn't mean it."

Afro stopped where she was, but still had her back to him. She didn't dare turn around, for fear that Draco would see the smile on her face.

"that's it?"