novelraw Chapter 179 Mission
Chapter 179 Mission
Chapter 170 Nine Tasks
"They?" Draco evoked a cold arc, his tone sarcastic, "You mean Alan Felton."
Winnie looked directly at Draco and said without flinching: "It has nothing to do with Ellen."
Draco sneered, and grabbed Winnie's wrist in the next second, "It's nothing to do with him, but let him kiss you, should I say you are brainless, or are you casual?"
The pain in her wrist made Winnie frowned slightly. She struggled a few times, but only got a stronger confinement. Looking at those gray eyes full of anger, a sense of powerlessness, sourness, and anger suddenly surged in her heart. Feeling puzzled, he blurted out: "So what if I really let Alan kiss me?"
Winnie paused, then said, "We have already broken up."
Draco's breathing tightened, his heart throbbed, and the warmth from his whole body seemed to be sucked away, replaced by a chill that permeated his whole body, like being in an ice cellar, penetrating into his bones.
This idiot really wants to break up.
She wants to break up!
Draco was like a poisonous snake, his gray eyes stared at Winnie like prey, and he gritted his teeth: "I didn't promise to break up."
Winnie pursed her lips tightly, and after a while, said slowly: "Then now..."
Before she could finish the promise, Draco interrupted her.
"You promised me." Draco held back his anger, put his hand on Winnie's cheek, and said softly, "You said you would always stay by my side."
"Are you going to turn your back on it?"
"You were the one who turned your back first." Just after saying this, Winnie raised her head, just in time to meet Draco's face, and immediately fell into those deep gray eyes filled with madness, as if she was about to be involved. His heart tightened suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but was quickly pulled forward again.
Draco hugged Winnie tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into the flesh and blood. There was no gap between the two of them. He lowered his head, his thin lips approached those small ears, and made a low-pitched sound like a devil. Murmur in a hoarse and deep voice, "I won't let you go, except for me, you don't want to be with other men in your life, don't even think about it."
Winnie's mind ignored a buzzing sound, her ears were pressed tightly against Draco's chest, the steady and powerful heartbeat continuously entered her eardrums, disturbing her brain, making her unable to think .
Realizing that Winnie stayed in his arms obediently without struggling, Draco's heart couldn't help constricting, he had forgotten how long he hadn't felt this kind of satisfaction, the familiar aroma, the soft touch, all It is what he is most obsessed with.
It's just that this sense of satisfaction didn't last long before it was interrupted by something against his waist, and by the time he realized what it was, it was too late.
"The strength is relaxed."
All the strength in his body was taken away immediately, and Draco leaned against Winnie weakly, but after a while, he was pushed away again and lay back on the bed.
Winnie pursed her lips and said this sentence after a while: "I won't be the third party."
"You are not a third party." Draco was really angry and hated at this time, he was angry that he would be so careless, hating the third party in Winnie's mouth.
Winnie looked directly at Draco: "Then what am I?"
But Draco didn't speak, he really wanted to say that you are the one I like, my future wife, but no, he can't say, can't tell her everything now, there are many eyeliners of that person in the castle, it's not that he doesn't believe it Winnie, but once someone uses Legilimency on her, everything will be exposed, and that person's revenge will follow immediately, not only his family, his family, even Winnie will not be spared.
But if he does nothing now, Winnie will only get further and further away from him.
Draco gritted his teeth: "Give me some time."
"Why?" Winnie asked calmly.
Draco closed his eyes, "Trust me."
Winnie looked at Draco and shook her head for a while: "I won't believe what you say anymore."
Draco opened his eyes suddenly, feeling more and more frightened in his heart. At the same time, there was a sharp pain in his right hip. Staring at Winnie, he gritted his teeth hard, enduring the pain in his heart and arms.
"You told me a lot, you told me not to trust other people, only you, but I saw it." Winnie clenched her fists tightly, "You and Astoria kissed on the train."
"You also said that you were going to be engaged to her." Winnie lowered her eyes, "What I saw and heard came from you."
Draco stared at Winnie in a daze. He kissed Astoria?
When did this happen?
"You've always been like this, from childhood to now, capricious, obviously fine one second, but slap me hard the next second, but I believe you like a fool again and again. "
"It was a misunderstanding when I was a child, and it was because of that person that Anna Rose did that time, so why is it this time?" Winnie looked at Draco, "You always have many reasons, but you never tell me in advance , like now that I’ve said so much, you still don’t say a word.”
"You never believed in me." Not believing in her abilities, not in her as a person, Winnie looked at Draco almost absent-mindedly, "But you made me believe in you."
"You're an out-and-out selfish bastard."
This is the most talk she has said in a while. Whether Draco really changed his mind or faked it, it has lost its meaning. Draco doesn't believe her. Storia's kissing made her suffer even more.
It felt like her heart was about to burst.
Feeling that she couldn't stay any longer, Winnie got out of bed and walked towards the door without looking back, leaving Draco alone.
The effectiveness of the magic had long since ended, Draco sat up, looked at the direction Winnie left, and did not move for a long time.
An out-and-out messy ball, this description is really appropriate.
Draco hooked the corners of his self-deprecating mouth, his eyes drooped, and he fell back into the big bed, covering his eyes with one hand. After a long time, he turned around and buried his face in the sheets, his shoulders trembling slightly...
As dinner approached, Draco was called to the potions room.
Standing in front of the door, he said the password and pushed the door open.
"Father?" Draco looked at Lucius who appeared in the potions room in surprise.
Lucius was sitting on the sofa at this moment, drinking black tea, he lightly raised his eyelids, his pale face rarely showed tiredness.
As for Snape, he sat across from Lucius with no expression on his face.
Obviously neither of these two people spoke, but for some reason, Draco felt an inexplicable depression in the atmosphere.
"Why is father here?" Draco walked over slowly, and sat next to Lucius under Lucius' gesture.
Lucius looked at Snape. The latter raised his eyebrows and smiled a mean smile. He held on to his wand and waved it neatly. It was a sound-absorbing spell.
"Draco." Lucius put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes fell on Draco, the expression on his face was very elusive, "The Dark Lord has entrusted you with a mission."
"Mission?" Draco paused: "What mission?"
Lucius looked at Draco silently, the depth in his eyes made Draco vaguely feel uneasy.
"He asked you to assassinate Dumbledore."
Draco's mind froze, and he stared at Lucius blankly, "He wants me to assassinate...Dumbledore?"
Lucius also knew that this matter was difficult for Draco to accept. Even though none of them liked Dumbledore very much, he was the headmaster of Hogwarts after all. Do not recognize him as a powerful wizard.
"Does that adult know?" Draco stabilized his mind and clenched his fists.
"He knows," Lucius said slowly. "He told you to do what the man said."
Draco's eyes widened suddenly, his already pale face was even more bloodless at this moment, his heart was very confused, his brain seemed to be stuck, unable to think.
"Sev will assist you, and you just need to follow him." Lucius shook the snake-headed wand, "How is the Occlumency?"
"The limit is one hour." Snape glanced at Draco who was out of state, and answered for him.
Lucius frowned, "An hour is too short."
"Father." Draco took a deep breath, interrupting the conversation between Lucius and Severusler, "Do you really want to assassinate Dumbledore?"
"Draco, the whistle of war has sounded, we have no choice." Lucius said word by word while looking at Draco.
Draco lowered his eyes, concealing all the emotions in his eyes, and after a long while, he slowly said: "I understand."
After Draco left, Lucius rubbed his forehead wearily, "His temper has become more and more terrible these days, and his right arm hurts almost every day."
Seeing Snape standing in front of the table boiling the potion, Lucius asked indifferently, "Soul stabilizer?"
Sne glanced at Lucius lightly, and gave him a half-smile smile.
Lucius raised his eyebrows, and half-jokingly said: "Are you going to mass-produce it and sell it, my friend?"
Snape sneered. "You think I'll have the spare time to do these things?"
Lucius smiled indifferently, thinking of the young black-haired man, his head ached again: "I can't figure out what that grown-up is thinking at all."
"If you can figure it out, there would be no Voldemort today." Snape smiled inexplicably, rolled his eyes to meet Lucius's devastated face, and said sarcastically, "Your current It looks like it's aged a few years."
Lucius rubbed his forehead and said painfully, "Oh, stop talking."
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