MTL - HP Dear Miss Freak-Chapter 175 166. The way to go and the way to go

"Don't ask about your future."

"Is everything going well?" Fred looked at Sylvia who entered the store.

"I think it's fine. At least that look from Dora should mean it's fine." Sylvia had just finished her Auror placement test with her N.E.W.Ts transcript. Went with a good mood.

On the day she received the transcript, Sylvia's first thing was to look at the potion score, and when she saw an A written on it, she was so happy that she rushed out of the skylight and hugged Brother Bird.

Sylvia's report card is indeed quite beautiful. Except for Potions, Astronomy, and Herbology, which are A, Arithmetic Divination, and E, Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Charms, History of Magic, and Ancient Rune are all O.

"You can definitely get through, Syr." George stuck his head out of the cashier, "Fred, Wonder Witch needs restocking!"

"Wonder witch?" Sylvia remembered the familiar name, "Love Potion?"

"Listen to my explanation!" Fred looked very nervous. "Listen to me! Bunny! I know your attitude towards Ecstasy!"

"Then you, rather, say it." Sylvia frowned.

"We've improved it," Fred said, pulling her to the warehouse, "with a little Veritaserum in the Ecstasy. Your ring inspired me, dear. We My love potion is only effective if both parties can say I love you without disobedience. If it is not sincere, it is very pitiful, and the mouth will be glued."

"You are..." Sylvia thought for a while, then laughed, "Fred, then you are blatantly selling sex."

"What is that?" Fred blinked, "Anyway! Our love potion will never harm anyone!"

"I'd love to know how you tested this product." Sylvia stared at him, "You never tell me you're with George..."

"No!" Fred yelled, "I can't try George! What's on your mind?"

"Oh, what about your beautiful clerks?" Sylvia pointed to the outside of the warehouse door.

"I just told you that our products need to be sincere to be effective!" Fred explained quickly, "Of course! I don't have any thoughts about them!"

"But there are always failures at the beginning—it doesn't need to be sincere—" Sylvia narrowed her eyes.

"I really don't! Bunny!" Fred wrapped his arms around Sylvia's waist and pulled her closer to him, "But I..." He hesitated and said , "I found Rob, he helped me try it, I promised no one would say it."

"Damn it!" Sylvia covered her mouth, "That eye cub is playing so wildly? My Emily—too—happy?"

"I'm also helping him." Fred blinked, "Is it? It's all for the love of a good buddy. He needs this very much."

"What are you proud of?" Sylvia snorted, "Do you think you are good at it?"

"What do you want to say?" Fred grinned and hugged her tightly, and the two bodies were facing each other tightly, "Do you think we need Wonder Witch too?"

"Forget it." Sylvia said sternly, "I'm afraid the two of us...you know what I'm talking about."

Sylvia stood on tiptoe, put a virtual ring around Fred's neck, and kissed his lips. It was also at this time that there was a knock on the warehouse door.

"Who is it?" Fred shouted angrily.

"Mr. Weasley," said a clerk outside the door, "Mr. Weasley asked me to see why Mr. Weasley took so long to restock."

"Damn George." Fred rolled his eyes.

"Go to work." Sylvia smiled and pushed him, "Mr. Weasley."

Fred had his restocking items in hand, but just stood there. Sylvia understood and gave him a deeper kiss, and the trick shop owner opened the door with satisfaction.

Very good.

Sylvia was of course happy. She stood on the small platform where Fred proposed, overlooking the whole trick room, and even felt that she should put a sofa here as the throne of her proprietress.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar little head with long beautiful blonde hair that stood out in the crowd.

"Leah?" Sylvia was a little surprised. Miss Greenglass didn't look like a trick shop customer, so she hopped downstairs.

Astoria saw Sylvia almost at a glance, walking through the crowd and up the stairs.

"Hey!" Sylvia stepped faster and put her arm around her Slytherin little angel, "How long have we not seen each other! Leah! You must have come to me right?"

"Oh, Syl." Astoria looked flustered, "I received your engagement letter yesterday, and I haven't had time to bless you yet. But I have something to do with you. Say it, say it right away! So I think I should be able to find you here, after all, you shouldn't be hired so soon."

"What's the matter?" Sylvia caught the point from her flustered words.

"Draco...he..." Astoria lowered her voice and squinted out the window subconsciously.

Sylvia saw the figure wearing a black cloak and a hood outside the window.

"Ciel!" Astoria took her hand, "You must help him! Uncle Lucius brought him a big blow after he was imprisoned! Although... I think you can see what kind of help he needs."

"What's wrong?" Fred raised his head to look at the two girls, "What happened."

"It's okay, leave it to me." Sylvia said this to two people.

Yes, Lucius was imprisoned after the First World War of the Department of Mysteries.

Sylvia sighed and pushed open the door, grabbing the arm under the fine suede cloak, and an Apparition into the twins' cubicle.

This cubicle is really not suitable for serving Master Malfoy. Aside from the two cozy bedrooms, the dining and living rooms outside are literally full of trick boxes.

"You might as well walk in and look for me. How suspiciously dressed?" Sylvia released Draco's arm and gestured to the armchair beside him, "Sit down."

"...I almost died." Draco didn't pull down his hood or sit down, "Thanks to you for reminding me to learn Occlumency, otherwise I did for you That's enough for me and my mom..."

He couldn't go on, his mouth pursed tightly.

"Thank you so much." He was stubborn. Sylvia knew very well that these vicious words were the product of his mind being chaotic with fear and anger.

"Ah, that's right. Of course, I reminded you to learn it because of your father's identity. It seems to be really useful." Sylvia nodded, "You learned it. Not bad. Lying to Voldemort in such a short time?"

"Don't call that name! You're crazy!" Draco shouted frantically, his chest heaving, "It's not him...it's my aunt...she still trusts me, her camera The idea of ​​God is not very strong."

"Why use Legilimency on you?"

"It's not because of you?" Draco sneered, "Do you remember you saved me from Barty Jr? You're at the top of the list. He thinks I might be able to Know something."

"Then he thinks too much. How can I tell you the secret?" Sylvia shrugged.

"You still don't understand?" Draco smiled wryly, "Those lunatics...they don't..."

"I understand." Sylvia nodded, "I've always said that your situation is much more difficult than mine."

"Damn..." Draco cursed in a low voice, "you know what? I..."

"What's the matter with you?" Sylvia asked.

Draco clicked his tongue, stretched out his arm from his robe, opened the cuff of his shirt and pulled it up, revealing the abrupt black mark on his fair arm.

Sylvia was speechless for a moment. She was even thinking about whether she should show surprise at this time, but she really only felt that the atmosphere around her was heavy.

"Death Eaters." Silvianane nodded, indicating that she had received the message, "You were forced, right?"

"What are you kidding? Why do you think I came to you?" Draco jerked his hood down. Only then did Sylvia see that what he wanted to hide was the ugly face. She couldn't tell if he had secretly cried like this, but anyway, he hadn't slept well for several nights.

"I'm glad you can trust me, Draco." Sylvia said bluntly, "You're here for help, aren't you?"

Draco stared and said nothing.

Sylvia didn't speak either.

The whole living room is extremely quiet, and you can even hear the lively sound of the shop downstairs.

"...Yes." He gritted his teeth and finally said, "I want you...I...I beg you, help me, and my mother."

"Did you tell Leah?" Sylvia pulled his cuff back up.

"No, she just knew my dad was in jail." Draco shook his head, "She doesn't know that. It's good that Greengrass can stay out of the way, I wouldn't be stupid enough to drag her Come in."

"Okay." Sylvia nodded slowly.

"You don't know how much this is..." Draco suddenly raised the volume, then abruptly took it back, "I...he..."

"Speak slowly." Sylvia tried to pull him to sit down, but failed.

"He wanted me to kill Dumbledore."

Sylvia really felt a tingle when she heard this. Especially when she saw the awkward and painful look on Draco's face, she couldn't help but wonder if he looked at Dumbledore the same way on the Astronomy Tower and couldn't let go.

"I don't have a choice!" Draco hurriedly said when she didn't speak, "If I don't do it! My mother and I will die! He will kill us!"

"Okay, listen to me..." Sylvia took a deep breath.

"I don't want to kill him!"

Draco was out of control. Sylvia stared at him, and was at a loss for a while.

He can't do it.

Sylvia used to call that cowardice, but now that she thinks about it, she feels more pity in her heart.

If Draco was a decisive man, the story would be much darker.

"I said that old man is not fit to be the headmaster! I have always been disdainful!" Draco gritted his teeth and said, "But I never wanted to kill him...but I, I don't want to die... I do not know what to do…"

"Draco, there is a choice." Sylvia looked straight at him, "You've been undercover for a year, it should feel good, right?"

"You..." Draco blinked.

"You're not here to find out when we can kill that guy, so you don't have to worry about it?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows, "Join us, Germany Laco. Only then will your whole family survive. Even if the Dark Lord falls, you will be able to stand up as a Death Eater for your father."

"I..." His eyes dodged. Although Sylvia felt that he was able to come over itself was the meaning of refuge.

"Or do you want the Order of the Phoenix to hide your family?" Sylvia sighed, always feeling that this was more like something Malfoy would do.

There's nothing wrong with that either.

"There's no escape." Draco sighed, "I know, it's really only your way. But I don't think...except you, no one else will accept it."

"I didn't plan to seek their opinions." Sylvia waved, "I plan to discuss with Professor Dumbledore, he will definitely help you when he knows."

Draco was silent again. He didn't even know how to react, and it was really difficult for him to be grateful. It's mainly the girl's understatement, which always gives him a feeling that this kind of small business is not worth mentioning.

"Don't be too moved." Fortunately, Sylvia resolved the silence, "This is not a trivial matter, I agree to help and think of the benefits you can bring."

Draco suddenly smiled and shook his head: "Sylvia, I... I really underestimate you."

His smile was strange and seemed to be mocking himself.

"What? Didn't expect me to graduate from that warmhearted Gryffindor?" Sylvia blinked.

"Are you really not afraid at all? Of You-Know-Who?" Draco was still shaking his head, "How can you be so calm... you're still calm?"

"Do you think I should be yelling at your Dark Mark?" Sylvia laughed, "Tell me, Draco, you're with us It's not a day or two to be called a little Death Eater."

Draco opened his mouth, but in the end kept his strange smile and said nothing.

"I admit that my heart is actually very fluctuating, but I just didn't show it." Sylvia waved her hand slyly, "This is also my fault. Usually, the more critical the moment, the more The more calm."

"Don't worry. The Dark Lord respects me very much, and I can bring you more than a little." Draco stopped his smile and assumed the usual attitude of Master Malfoy .

"I'm going to convince your mother." This is what Sylvia has just been thinking about. It's not that she never thought of letting Draco be the inner responder, but only by letting Narcissa join the team can ensure that the Malfoy family is on this side.

"I'll be with my mom..."

"I'll let my mother go." Sylvia said seriously, "I want you to convince them to meet."

"Are you sure?" Draco frowned slightly.

"I know there's something deadly about your Dark Lord, and I think your mother would know. Because she's Bellatrix's sister and Lucius' wife." Via smiled and said, "Here's my chip, Draco. If we can get it, our deal is done."

"Dumbledore should really be thankful to have a student like you." Draco tutted, "Is this what you thought of just now?"

"Yes...not exactly." Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief, "I was thinking that if you are implicated in your father's affairs, I can convince you to join the team. But the chips, it is definitely I just thought about it." She gave a wicked smile, "I think Malfoy would prefer to negotiate terms? That should make it easier for you?"

"Wait for my news," Draco said. "I'll have to wait and see for a while before talking to Mom about it. She's been going crazy lately."

"Mrs. Malfoy will agree." Sylvia said firmly, "She's wise."

"How do you know that you seem to know my mother well? Although of course you do, you look determined to win." Draco narrowed his eyes.

"Black's family, what kind of little character can it be?" Sylvia raised her eyebrows in admiration.

"Are you talking about yourself?"

"You and I are both." Sylvia raised her chin, "You may not remember, we are cousins."

Draco just smiled wryly and did not answer, but caught Sylvia's high five.

"Thank you."

After a long time, when he was about to leave, he said, "Don't respond, I just want to say, and there is no other meaning."

"You're welcome." Sylvia just responded generously, "We talked about this matter."

"This is really where you get smart."

"It's all about talking to people and talking to ghosts." Sylvia smiled and said, "Why do you think I'm so popular? It's just that I use everyone's favorite state to communicate with them. Just get along."

Draco didn't answer and looked at her again: "By the way, are you going to let your mother and Dumbledore know about this?"

"Oh." Sylvia raised her head subconsciously and raised her finger, "I will definitely tell Fred, and Fred will definitely tell George. Will Harry not hide it? You had a better time at school? If Harry knew then Ron and Hermione..."

"You're not done, are you?" Draco rolled his eyes.

"Okay, can you still trust me?" Sylvia shrugged, "How long have we been working together?"

The cousin and brother laughed at the same time, in response to such a comfortable state. At the same time, he stopped smiling and nodded and acquiesced to Draco's departure, which was a promise to the other party.

The author has something to say:

Hey! A major accident happened to the family! Very important!

I know that some people may not accept it, but I think it's not too much to make Malfoy defect? Now is also the key foreshadowing. Wow, everyone, I think the addition of Malfoy is useful. But of course, I know they won't die after all, so it's fine. I don't whitewash them either. Just let me take care of this business, okay?

Reminder, there will be new original characters coming, you know I love writing, I hope you like it hahaha