The Troubles of the Holy Maiden [Comprehensive]

Chapter 173 Reunion and Gathering

Even the tense atmosphere couldn't stop the junior high school students from bickering.On the embankment of Weiyuan River, several adults were at war with swords and the atmosphere was stagnant, but two young wizards who had just escaped a catastrophe started arguing like no one else was there.

"Hermione! Draco!" On the avenue not far away along the river, several teenagers ran over while shouting excitedly.

"Great! You are all right! Great!" The teenagers ran to the two of them panting, almost crying with excitement.

"What did you do?! We chased into the dungeon but found that you were all gone! Almost frightened to death, okay?!" After being excited, Ron scolded Draco head and face.

"You still ask me what's going on?! Are you the police in Muggle movies?! You don't come out until the incident is over! I expect you and Granger to die long ago!" Draco, who couldn't quarrel with Hermione, didn't get angry For one thing, these people agreed that they would follow him and there would be no accidents, but they lost the chain and almost made themselves and Hermione sacrificed together.

A few teenagers knew they were wrong, and they were a little embarrassing.Draco gave them a blank look, and changed the subject to: "You guys are here at the right time! Tell Granger what a sacrifice I have made! Letting her do my homework for a year is completely cheap for her!"

Before the teenagers could talk to each other, Draco heard a voice with a very complicated tone sounded sinisterly from behind him:

"I don't even know, does my "daughter" let other students do homework for her at school?"

Draco, who was still arrogant just now, froze, and his small face instantly turned pale. Coupled with his somewhat messy blond hair and white skirt, he looked even more pitiful.

"Dad... Dad..."

The ashen-faced Lucius stood not far behind Draco, the cane in his hand was almost broken. Judging from the bulging muscles on his arm, this pretender who always cared about his own demeanor The prisoner really wanted to pick up his cane and beat his hapless son who cheated on him.

"Uncle Malfoy..." Several other teenagers also lowered their heads justifiably, sneaked to Fuyuki City, lost their female classmate and asked them to clean up the mess, sneaked out of the hotel, disguised their sons as bait, and made their son Lost... This series of shitty things made them feel a little ashamed.

"Hmph!" Lucius snorted coldly, glanced at the troublemakers and said nothing.After they go back, these bear children will be taken care of by their parents.

Draco: "...Dad, I was talking nonsense just now, I didn't really think so."

Lucius, with an ugly face, looked down at his poor son with long hair in a white dress, feeling distressed, fearful and annoyed at the same time:

"You stinky boy, you will cause trouble for me! I work like a cow for a menopausal old man all day long, and I don't even have a day off! You poke me in the back every day! You don't listen to what you say, and you don't go to school well Learn! Let me tell you, Draco Malfoy, if you continue to be such an idiot, you won’t be able to inherit any of my money! It’s better for me to donate all my property to the money-burning Chaldea than to a prodigal son! "

After cursing in one breath, Lucius felt a little depressed in his heart.Noticing that a few brats on the opposite side were staring at him in shock, Lucius felt a little complacent. He just felt that he was usually too gentle, and the tiger would still treat himself as a...

"Lucius, it turns out that you want to take a vacation so much. I, a menopausal old man, really don't care about the younger generation. Well, I'll pick a good place for you to take a long vacation. How about St. Mungo?"

Lucius: "...Meow~"

Mr. Big Malfoy's complexion turned paler than his "daughter" in an instant, he turned his head with a stiff neck holding a glimmer of hope, and sure enough, his hope was shattered.

His workaholic boss who is eccentric and likes to pretend to be young is sneering at him not far behind.

The strong desire to survive made Lucius instinctively explain: "Lord, I was just talking nonsense in a daze, I didn't really think that way."

Bear children: '...you father and son are indeed biological. '

Tom glanced at Lucius coldly, then looked at the little devils next to him, and paused slightly when he glanced at the little girl with platinum blonde hair.

"Lucius, I remember your little dragon was a boy, right? Is this your illegitimate daughter?"

Mr. Big Malfoy was still stiff, and replied with some embarrassment: "...This child is the son of the subordinate, Draco."

Tom stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "Is this the fashion of young people now? I remember that French men wearing women's clothing was still popular in Europe for a while..."

Lucius: 'No, lord, I think you may have misunderstood.Moreover, it was hundreds of years ago that European fashion men wore women's clothing...'

But Mr. Tom Riddle, a lonely old man who wanted to keep up with the trend and try to pretend to be tender and mix in the ranks of young people, didn't get Lucius' idea at all. Are girls welcome? Is this popular at Hogwarts?"

Bear kids: "...huh?"

If it is not expected, Draco, who will also work for Mr. Slytherin in the future, is trying hard to save the face he lost in front of the future boss. He gritted his teeth and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, sir, your judgment is accurate Great, you are indeed the vane of fashion in our entire wizarding world!"

Lucius: '...What nonsense are you talking about, brat? ! '

The brats: '...Draco, I didn't expect you to be such a person. Would anyone believe this kind of nonsense? ! '

But the wise and mighty Mr. Slytherin really believed it. He nodded, looked at the skirt on Draco and said, "Well, the current trend is really weird. I can't keep up with fashion. Well, I probably It's not suitable for a white dress, maybe it should be ordered in black or wine red..."

Draco held the field and said, "I think dark green is also good."

"Dark green...doesn't match my eye color?" Tom asked hesitantly.

"Sir, color contrast is also a very cutting-edge design now. The strong color conflict will bring a more advanced sense of fashion, and look young and energetic." When it comes to fashion, the fashionable young master Draco is quite confident.

Tom, who thought it made sense, nodded solemnly, and praised with appreciation: "Young man, you have great ideas, much better than your prudish old man!"

The boy Draco, who was affirmed by the big boss, proudly puffed up his small breasts padded by fake breasts, and looked at his father with eyes seeking praise, although in his father's opinion, this brat was completely flattering beat.

After communicating with young people about fashion, Tom felt that he was younger again. He straightened his neckline, looked at Fran and the others who were busy wrangling by the river not too far away, and planned to appear on the stage with his most perfect posture.

After finishing his collar and hair, the sixty-year-old boss asked the little ghosts who looked at him with cute faces: "How do I look? Do you think I look like your brother, uncle, or grandpa?"

Bear children: "Uh, uncle...brother?"

"Very good, you all have discerning eyes." Tom nodded with satisfaction: "This time, I took care of your sneaking and getting into trouble for you. I will tell your parents when I get back."

Bear children: "Thank you brother! Brother is the best!"

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Just when the veins on Arturia's forehead were throbbing, and she was about to skewer the charcoal-grilled black-bone chicken wings with curry sticks, a hearty male voice suddenly broke into the battlefield.Hearing some familiar voices, Fran turned her head suddenly, and saw a tall, handsome young man standing with a smile not far away. His refreshing and clean smile was incompatible with the stagnant Shura field, like an adult who accidentally broke into a sinful place. like college students all over the world.

"Tom." Fran looked at the young man with some surprise, and was also surprised by his current appearance, as if decades of time had been reversed, and she had never missed his growing youth.

Fran looked at this somewhat indebted child she was forced to abandon with relief.She had imagined in her heart what Tom would look like when he grew up, whether it was a silent and gloomy nerd like Salazar, a radical and rebellious dark wizard like Sylvia, or a noble scholar with gray temples. Or a ruthless king who has ruled the wizarding world for nearly half a century.But she didn't expect that he would appear in front of her in such an image, a gentle, clean and refreshing, even a little innocent and shy harmless young man.

"Teacher, I miss you so much." Tom walked quickly towards Fran. The boy who was only a little taller than Fran's waist could look down on Fran's head.He stretched out his hand very naturally, and embraced the girl without any intimacy.Fran, who was a little uncomfortable, was also affected by this natural attitude, and gently hugged her back, standing on tiptoe to rub the "big boy"'s hair.

"You've grown up, Tom..."

"Yes, teacher, I have grown up..."

The young man focused on Fulan's white face, her clear red pupils were like melted strawberry honey, full of sweetness and tenderness.The warm reunion of the young man and the girl made the other people who were forced to watch jealous to the top of their hearts, sour to the root of their teeth.

Finally, the demon that crossed the border again stared fiercely at the young man whose color had collided with him, new hatred and old hatred welled up in his heart, and he sneered: "What kind of innocent schoolboy does a hundred-year-old old man pretend to be?! Slater Mr. Lin, how long are you going to be bluffing and deceiving?" He looked at Fulan and put on eye drops blatantly:

"Hey, you don't really believe that he is a fool, do you? This stinky snake is a liar with a heart darker than a devil. The whole world owes him an actor!"

Tom, who was pointed at his nose and scolded, darkened, and complained to Fran with some grievances: "Teacher, I have not, I have always followed your teachings. But some homosexuals have been coveting me secretly. (soul), and angrily smeared me before I got it, no wonder such a bad character will degenerate. Moreover, I am not a few hundred years old, I am not yet 70 years old!"

"Pfft!" Little Jill, who was unhappy seeing a big man in Tom acting like a baby, and her sweetheart was quite upset with that, stepped forward and hugged Fran's arm, and directly yelled at Tom: "I'm 70 years old and I'm still pretending to be 20 years old." Young man, grandpa, are you still shameless?"

The upright King of Knights couldn't stand the double standard of the King of Heroes anymore. She ran over and grabbed Fran's other arm, and sneered at Little Jill, "Archer, you need to show some face first, 120 is eight years old and pretends to be an eight-year-old kid." Somebody in the boy seemed to be quite unconscious."

A cold light flashed in Little Jill's red pupils. He looked at Artoria with a smile and said, "Oh, what qualifications does a little girl who doesn't know her gender have to participate in? That's right, if you take a look, a certain Some people’s chests are flat and there is no difference between men. No wonder no one found out after pretending to be a man for 20 years~”

Arturia was so angry that her hair stood on end, and she said fiercely: "Archer, you need to take care of yourself, don't you? Don't think that I won't beat you because you are a child now! If you are a man, you can transform back into a duel." !"

"Teacher, look, sister Quan A is going to hit me!" Little Jill pouted and hugged Fran's waist, looking like she was being bullied.

"Hey, let me tell you, do you take me seriously?! I'm the devil king!" The demon flying in the sky couldn't help interjecting.

"Just wait a moment." Fran responded lightly.She suddenly looked in one direction, then held Jill by the armpit and threw him on Artoria's body, then pushed Tom in front of her, and walked straight in one direction, switching the staff while walking The Great Cross Sword was in his hand.

"Let me deal with the other jerk first."

The author has something to say: Sorry for the late post, it will be back to normal tomorrow~