harry potter book of crimes

"...Anyway, you go and bring the madam up first!"

Maka's understatement made Draco's expression freeze again. Then he suddenly turned his head in the direction of Lucius... He opened his mouth, but could not make any sound.

"Don't use Apparition, just walk there," Maka suddenly added specifically, "Don't worry, you can make it in time."

When Lucius heard this, he glanced at his son first, and then nodded silently towards Maka. Until his figure was hidden by the door again, Draco's eyes followed him.

, his face was full of expressions of hesitation and hesitation.

"...You are afraid."

This was the third time today that Snape said that he was scared, and this time, it was difficult for Draco to deny it no matter what. Because he knew very well that his words and expressions were already full of flaws.

In front of Snape and Maka, those forced lies were naturally childish and ridiculous.

"Draco," just when he could only choose to remain silent for a moment, Maka suddenly called him, "You are right about what you said, I have a 'disgusting' kindness... and this

, and it became a breakthrough for you to use yourself to blackmail me."

"But... you didn't expect it, right?" He said, and couldn't help but smile, "In the end, you will be defeated by the conclusions observed by your 'other self'..."

Seeing Draco just staring blankly at the closed door, as if he didn't hear her words at all, Maka shook her head indifferently.

"I think 'he' can tell you a truth," he continued, "good and evil are relative, and they all originate from acquired habits - in your hearts, you all have the existence of 'good'."

From the character of "this" Draco in front of him, Maka saw a lot of "evil" sides. So he also considered whether the criterion for dividing Draco's two sides was between good and evil.

?

But after a series of thoughts, he discovered that the soul cannot be neatly divided into two. What happened to Draco was not a "division" at two points, but a "division" at two points.

The "expansion" of a point.

In other words, no matter "which" Draco is, he is actually intact.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

Under the constant guidance of Maka's words, Draco finally spoke. At this moment, his voice was vaguely hoarse, and his tone was full of impatience.

But Maka shrugged.

"Am I wrong?" He continued teasingly, "No, if you want to say that the person who can understand what I'm saying best is you, shouldn't it be you? I'm afraid you know very well what I'm talking about -"

Obviously, in these words of Maka, the intention of poking the opponent's sore spots is everywhere. Even Draco, who is somewhat absent-minded, can hear this.

However, Maka's provocation continued, one sentence after another, like endless noise.

"Draco, didn't you say that you can 'assimilate and devour' another self?" Before the other party could think too much, Maka continued, "Let's give it a try? Right now -"

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and gestured towards the door.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance. Look, she's coming! While you still have the last bit of time to gain an advantage!" Maka spread her hands and said, "I mean, if you really can do it,

If you arrive?"

When Maka's words gradually faded, Draco, who looked like he was unconscious just now, suddenly lost his composure. Then, he snorted inexplicably, and the sharp light appeared in his eyes again.

"That's awesome! MacLean..." Draco glanced at Maka, and his sarcastic tone returned, but it was mixed with a vague emotion, "I have to say, every time I think

I have carefully estimated your abilities, but you are still able to exceed my expectations again and again..."

Maka raised her eyebrows, but did not interrupt the other person's words.

"Yes, you almost irritated me," Draco sneered. "Taking advantage of the loopholes in my heart, you pretended not to think I could assimilate 'that guy' and kept teasing me.

My will encourages me to use facts to refute you..."

Halfway through the words, he stared and said loudly: "But do you think you can make me ignore this thing on the floor by pressing you so hard? Do you think this is the first time I have seen you arrange this?

A strange formation?"

"Oh?" After hearing this, Maka paused with the staff beside the rune pattern array on the floor, looked at him calmly and said, "Have you guessed its purpose?"

"Hmph, your magical strength is indeed incomparable to mine, at least it's impossible now." Draco said coldly, "But if I want to be smarter in this area, I will never admit defeat... no matter what.

Say, I am also the most outstanding student in Slytherin House in recent years!"

To be honest, Draco's words are really not a boast. His grades in school have always been good. Although he is not eye-catching under the shadow of Hermione who always ranks first in grade, his ranking in the top ten is still

It's guaranteed every year.

Yes, it was the same even during the unstable period before he dropped out of school.

If anything, the fact that he has been avoiding Maka as much as possible is probably one of the evidences of the "smartness" in his heart.

"Well, I admit, your inference is correct," Maka nodded, "I really wanted to stimulate you to use the energy in your body just now... Only by making it active can I lock it with the power of the magic text.

, and completely remove it from your body..."

Having said this, Maka paused for a moment, and her expression suddenly looked a little subtle.

"But did you overlook something?"

Human attention is limited, especially when you think you have grasped the key, it is easier to inadvertently ignore other things.

Following Maka's embarrassing words, the door to the room was suddenly opened from the outside, and a figure suddenly rushed in.

"Draco! My baby-"

Lucius's wife Narcissa is a woman who absolutely dotes on her children. From the ages of her and Lucius, it can be seen that Draco's son was not born too early.

At first, Lucius and Narcissa were friends who went to Hogwarts together, and their love was almost natural, even five years earlier than Harry's parents.

But just a few years ago, Draco and Harry entered Hogwarts in the same year, and they have reached this day as peers.

During the period before Draco was born, how many days and nights Narcissa secretly prayed and doubted herself was not something that was common sense to outsiders.

But the motherly love she placed on her son, Draco, was probably beyond anyone's imagination.

"Ma'am, please be careful. If you step on the formation on the ground, Draco will not be able to be saved." Looking at the mother who was rushing straight towards her son, Maka immediately stopped her.

His words are still very effective, because although Narcissa does not respect Maka as much as Lucius does, she will put her son's safety first without hesitation.

The moment Narcissa appeared in the room, Draco's breathing suddenly became heavy.

I saw blue veins popping out on his forehead, his molars interlaced and creaking, as if he was trying his best to endure something, and his expression became distorted.

At this moment, he felt that his inner world was surging with waves one after another, constantly washing away the barriers of his will.

In fact, both Draco Malfoy in the past and now have an ambivalent attitude towards his father Lucius. In other words, the so-called "other self" actually also has feelings towards his father.

dissatisfied.

But now Draco has only magnified the dissatisfaction with his father in his heart.

But for his mother Narcissa, all Draco has is a kind of pure dependence - this kind of love born from dependence may be difficult to express at ordinary times, and some children will not like a mother who loves them wholeheartedly.

What about?

"Mother, I..."

When Narcissa stood at the edge of the rune formation and looked at him emotionally, he couldn't help but want to call his long-lost mother.

His face was full of struggle, his mouth opened and closed, and his throat trembled loudly.

Maka was also watching him closely, and could even feel the vibrations coming from the depths of his soul. This emotion for his mother was an instinctive impulse that Draco could never completely suppress.

But even so, Draco still persisted. What he wanted was not this kind of ridiculous and pitiful love. If he accepted this feeling, he would no longer be able to maintain his current self.

"Mother, help... help me... don't listen to him, I... need you!"

Until this moment, Draco's thinking was still clear. He understood that maybe he couldn't control the emotions in his heart at the moment, but at least before he retreated temporarily, something extremely threatening had to be eliminated.

And that thing was the strange and astonishing looking formation at his feet.

Seeing that her son seemed to be suffering from unspeakable pain, and hearing that her son said he needed her, Narcissa was immediately shaken.

So, under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, she couldn't help but lift her right foot and was about to step forward.

At this moment, the Malfoy family didn't notice that Snape quickly took out his wand. What they didn't even notice was that it was Malfoy who secretly pulled Snape's sleeve.

Card!

"It turns out that's how it is...It turns out that's how it is..."

Maka, who had been staring at Draco from beginning to end, felt huge waves in her heart.