Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 387 My Past 12

"When you invited me, you had already predicted the outcome, didn't you?"

All I could see was Narcissa sleeping soundly.

Her fair arms were placed on her plump belly.

I never thought that I could experience Legolas's growth again.

"You have given so much to us brothers and sisters... It will be difficult to repay this friendship in your lifetime..."

"We are entangled for more than just this life, so..."

I didn't say anything else.

He also understood.

"It's my and Xixi's luck... Our life paths can intersect with yours..."

I often recall what Draco told me before I entered the illusion.

He wanted me to just take care of myself.

But how can I just watch my family members being imprisoned while I am alone?

The education I received in the past eleven years has always been that family is the most important thing. When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.

Even though, they don't know my identity.

Without my help, how could Draco's previous life have come into the world safely?

How can we continue our fate?

This is an unsolvable proposition.

Narcissa soon went into labor.

Thranduil would not allow any elves to enter.

He must not reveal his wife's true identity.

I've been waiting there for a long time.

The first time I witnessed a pregnant woman giving birth, it broke my heart.

Fortunately, Thranduil diverted most of the pain, allowing Narcissa to catch her breath.

I lay beside her bed, waiting for a day and a night.

Thranduil closed his eyes and frowned. His face was pale and veins on his forehead were exposed. Although he said nothing, it seemed that he had obviously reached his limit.

He struggled to get up and reached towards his wife's lower body.

"Xixi...you can start to push harder...I'm sorry, you need to rely on yourself at this time..."

"Thranduil, stop the pain transfer spell immediately, otherwise I won't know when to use force..."

"it is good……"

Suddenly, a scream broke the silence.

Without any buffer, overwhelming pain swept through Narcissa's body.

"Don't put your energy into yelling, just use your strength!"

I have transformed into the original form of a unicorn, chewing the flesh of the spiritual fruit into pieces, and silently enduring the surge of spiritual power in my body...

The spiritual energy was flowing through the body, and the meridians seemed to be broken...

"Bear with it..." Thranduil carefully cut my artery.

The excited blood gushed out.

He quickly guided the silver blood into the sealed vial.

"These are enough..." He wanted to stop, but I stopped him and said, "Prepare more... Who knows when you can get rid of the Elf King's burden..."

He sighed: "Are all unicorns as stupid as you..."

"I can't bully you too much, Xixi will be sad..."

He still stopped collecting blood as agreed.

"Xixi, be good... don't waste Aurora's kindness..."

Narcissa was almost soaked with sweat because of the pain, and her hair was almost stuck to her face.

He looked very embarrassed.

She was not at all pretentious and swallowed my blood obediently.

"I have to work hard, together with Aurora..."

In between contractions, she tried to rest and regulate her breathing.

She turned her head and looked in my direction.

I suddenly felt a little scared.

Afraid she was saying her final farewell.

My only wish in coming here is to change the fate of the people I love.

She smiled at me, and that smile contained infinite unfinished meaning...