HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 112 Dementors

Draco frowned slightly.

A little while? Something happened?

He turned to look at Landric's face, which was still an extremely beautiful face.

"elder brother?"

Landric chuckled, tapping Draco's chest with his fingertip. "Don't laugh at me later."

Draco shuddered.

That hit the nail on the head!!

Landric ignored Draco's reaction and sat obediently in his seat, looking utterly harmless.

Draco pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, almost laughing.

His brother treats him like a dog.

Ever since his brother confessed some things to him during the holidays, he's become increasingly unrestrained.

If the snow on the Tianshan Mountains used to be so cold that people dared not approach it, they could only stand by and admire its pristine whiteness and fragility.

So now it is a demon that fell from the moon, still sacred, but decadent and distant, illuminating a path for Draco to approach.

It's not that he lacks self-control; it's that someone is using his beauty to commit violence in front of him every day.

His brother beckoned him with his finger, and he eagerly wanted to go.

Draco took two steps forward and sat down next to Landric, his shoulder instinctively leaning a little closer to his brother.

Landric smiled slightly, rested his head on Draco's shoulder, and felt his tension.

The collar was askew, brushing against her collarbone, like the tail of a dozing cat.

In a circle of heirs where people are generally precocious, how could Draco not have encountered a top-tier succubus right after leaving the starting village?

The timing is perfect, making one want to quiet down and enjoy this gentle moment.

But things in this world are always complicated.

"Harry, you've really blown your aunt out of proportion," Hermione said, her tone less than friendly.

She casually opened the door to the Malfoy box and, without any hesitation, led Harry to sit opposite the two of them.

Draco's face darkened.

Landric rested his head on Draco's shoulder, making it impossible for Draco to see his face clearly.

He blinked lightly a couple of times, looking on with amusement.

However, the moment Harry saw Landric, he became ruthless and forgot all about love.

I couldn't hear what Hermione was saying at all.

Hermione's fingers climbed up Harry's arm, straining.

"Agh!" Murder! This is definitely murder!!

He's going to appeal to the central government!

"I'm asking you a question. Are you Erduolong?"

"I've already blown it, but if you're really curious, I'll take you to my aunt's house next time so you can blow it too?" Harry said irritably.

Hermione looked annoyed and really didn't want to talk to this idiot.

She shifted her position and sat on the other side of Landric.

Reach out, grab someone, hug them, and press their head onto your shoulder.

The movements were fluid and seamless, executed in one go.

"Granger! Get out!"

Hermione pretended not to hear, and no matter how much the dog barked, she had already gotten what she wanted.

Landric couldn't help but laugh so hard his body was shaking.

She snuggled into Hermione's arms.

Draco's eyes were practically red with jealousy.

Of course, Draco wasn't the only one with red eyes.

Harry spoke up timidly but with a sense of righteous indignation: "Hermione, you're a girl, you're not strong enough, let me do it."

"roll"

"Okay," the dictatorial wicked woman.

Landric really liked these cute, silly little kids.

"Hermione, you didn't write to me during the holidays. Aren't you happy?"

Hermione was shocked. "Huh? Didn't I send you a message on my communicator?"

"It's not handwritten, so it lacks sincerity."

Landric, ever mischievous, started teasing people again.

Hermione readily agreed, "Then what should we do? Let's play a riddle game?"

m and n got into a fight. Who apologized in the end?

Landric was delighted, "M!"

"Yes, that's really smart."

Hermione so easily appeased people and changed the subject.

Harry looked on with admiration; such authority.

Draco scoffed. "Why?"

Landric glanced at the stubborn but very curious Draco and gestured for Hermione to tell him.

"Becouse m sorry, I said I'm sorry"

Landric happily chimed in, "Yes!"

Draco: ...You're being a bit too childish, bro.

But a riddle? What is this?

Dad should get him a few books to study, so that his brother won't be easily fooled by others with just a few words.

Draco ultimately didn't say "Get out" a second time.

He thought that, for the sake of his brother's happiness, it would be fine to let these two Muggles enjoy the VIP treatment of the Malfoy Box.

The atmosphere here is really harmonious and joyful.

Landric was starting to not want the dark shadow outside the window to spoil the atmosphere.

Yes, a shadowy figure.

I don't know when it started, but the number of dark shadows that suddenly appeared has increased.

But there's nothing we can do. As the saying goes, life is a huge makeshift stage, and someone always has to perform.

Landric stopped responding and stretched.

Suddenly, a dark figure burst through the window.

The sudden turn of events left everyone too busy to react.

A vast darkness enveloped them.

"elder brother!"

Landric's face began to turn pale.

The blurry image began to gradually become clearer before his eyes.

At this point, Landric even had the leisure to think that it wasn't that he had forgotten, but rather that his brain's protective mechanism had kicked in, actively blocking out those sad feelings.

Fear and resentment welled up in his heart, and he felt as if he had returned to that villa.

His legs and waist were being constantly stroked by hands, and it even seemed that his shirt was being pushed up.

"vomit!"

Landric was stunned.

Draco broke through the coldness of his body the instant he fell.

"You have to protect me later, okay? It doesn't matter what happens to you, but I don't want to be in pain."

The words I spoke not long ago still echoed in my ears.

fraud.

You said you didn't want to feel bad.

Why dwell on pain?

I am sorry.

"Expecto Patronum! Get out of here!"

I'm sorry, brother, I was slow to react.

Strands of silvery light flowed from the tip of Draco's wand.

Finally, the light gathered and completely enveloped Landric.

Draco's body was still cold, but the light of the Patronus was all focused on his brother.

The dark figure retreated, revealing a space.

Unfortunately, Draco's magical reserves were indeed limited, and just as the light was about to take shape, it suddenly trembled.

"Hermione Granger!"

The girl who was called quickly realized what the dark figure was.

"Expecto Patronum!"

It wasn't as bright as Draco's, but the shadow had receded a bit.

The two young wizards remained locked in a stalemate with the shadowy figure.

Harry's consciousness gradually returned.

"Expecto Patronum"

"Expecto Patronum"

……

The wand was waved several times, but no light was emitted.

The person they loved was laughing and joking with them just a second ago, but the next second they looked like this.

That pale appearance suddenly reminded Harry of how Landric was injured at the end of the school year.

Harry collapsed to the ground.