Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 351 I am...

I hardened my heart, closed my eyes, and bit Draco's arm with all my strength.

His footsteps paused and a hissing sound was heard.

There were deep tooth marks on it.

"Hey, Aurora, why are we here?"

"It's all your fault. We almost...we almost got caught by the Whomping Willow!" I couldn't help but scold.

I was in his arms, unable to exert any strength.

When he was controlled, it was impossible for him to use the power of the elves to resist the attacks of the Whomping Willow.

"Just now... it was really too dangerous..." Draco said with lingering fear.

I saw cold sweat on his forehead.

Wet the short platinum blonde hair close to the face.

Draco's beautiful eyes were filled with guilt and regret...

"I thought that the two of us could support each other and overcome the difficulties..."

"Then why did you release your strength on me?"

"The way to activate the magic circle is to sacrifice the blood of elves. I'm afraid that if you get impulsive, you'll rush ahead of me again..."

Draco explained carefully, not daring to look me in the eye...

"I won't argue with you at a time like this!"

"Then...are you willing to do it for your father..."

What? Even now, you are still jealous of Lucius! You are drunk!

"How many times do I have to say it? I am Malfoy, who knows how to weigh the pros and cons and make choices carefully. I am not an impulsive and brainless Gryffindor!"

"I hope so..." Draco breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now, you can put me down... Be careful, your arms may shake so much that you won't be able to hold the wand!" I teased him deliberately.

Ignore his sour face.

"You underestimate me! After all, I am a Quidditch player who practices for at least three hours every day! Unlike someone who collapses on the bed when he gets home... or sits in the library, going from place to place!"

Draco is an excellent arguing man.

If he admits to being second, no one dares to claim to be first.

He gave a sly smile.

Poking my pouty cheeks with his hands.

He then kissed me between the brows and released the restraints on my movements.

As soon as I regained the ability to move freely, I started beating him up.

However, it is more appropriate to define it as fancy moves.

Suddenly, a young voice sounded in my ears.

But this voice makes me feel indescribably familiar.

"I have finally waited for you... the reincarnation of Legolas..."

There was eagerness and a hint of nervousness in his voice.

I looked around with my wand in hand, but there was no sign of anyone.

"No need to look for it, little elf... We are the only ones here... I am communicating with you through my sea of ​​consciousness..."

He saw through my identity as an elf at a glance.

"Your choice is still the same as before..." The voice sighed: "One that will not help you at all..."

"I didn't come here to reminisce with you!" Draco interrupted harshly.

I don't understand why he got so angry.

"Actually, the sound you heard was not made by me..." The voice sounded a little aggrieved.

"Don't be so mysterious. If not you, who else could it be?" Draco said unhappily.

"For all these years, you still only believe what you see and close your heart..."

"What do you mean?" This time, Draco hesitated a little. He seemed to know that the other party was telling the truth.

"Don't you understand? I am..."