Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 422 My Past 47

"you……"

Legolas suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"You called him over?" I looked a little indignant. "I can live well on my own. I don't need you to take care of me..."

"My magic is exhausted and I can no longer hide our tracks..." Harry shook his head. It was not his intention to bring Legolas here.

"Harry is already at the end of his rope, Aurora, come to me..."

Legolas held out his hand to me.

"With what identity did you invite me? Who are you going to extend the life of this time?"

Legolas looked hurt.

"Dad, don't ask her!" Then I realized that a little boy was hiding behind Legolas.

He had a delicate appearance, but his eyes revealed a strong hostility.

"Besides, we don't have anything to rely on her for."

"Shut up, Armand!" Legolas snapped.

"You...you actually treated me badly for her! If she hadn't stood by and watched them die, grandma and mom wouldn't have died!"

"Their deaths have nothing to do with Aurora! How can you vent your anger on others at such a young age? Who taught you this idea?"

Legolas crouched down and looked the boy straight in the eyes.

"Mom...Narcissa died?"

I have always considered Narcissa to be my mother.

"Shou Zheng passed away. She missed you very much..."

Harry sneered in my arms: "Isn't it because she hopes Aurora can extend her life..."

Legolas did not continue the previous topic: "After my mother died, my father sacrificed himself to the mother tree..."

"Why?" Thranduil also passed away?

"The roots of the mother tree were damaged by the blood of the vampires. No new elves will be born..."

"Those who do evil will eventually perish..." Harry looked at Legolas and smiled with satisfaction, as if he had a last burst of light.

"I'm going to kill you!" Armand looked ferocious and threw something at Harry.

I caught it in my hand, swung it gently, and threw it at him.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, hitting Armand's forehead.

"Ugh..." He whimpered like a little animal.

"Dad! That bad woman hit me!"

"Armand, there are always people better than you, and you should learn a lesson..." Legolas looked pale, and he deliberately did not intercept my attack.

"I've spoiled you..." He looked at me with guilt in his eyes.

"Take your young master away from here. We will never see each other again in this life... or in this life..."

I finally understood why Armand never treated me well.

Our "bad fate" started from here.

He always thought that it was my failure to help that led to the early death of Alexiel and Narcissa.

He lost his mother at a young age and was a human, not accepted by the elves.

There are rumors that he killed his mother.

He had no way to vent his inner grievances and guilt, so he directed his anger at me, who might have prolonged Alexiel's life.

In his immature thinking, as long as I contributed my blood like I saved Narcissa, he would not become a motherless child.

I am the author of his misfortune.

As the first generation of Malfoy, he brought out the sophisticated egoism in his bones to the fullest.

As his descendant, I have a deep understanding of this.

I can’t say that he is wrong. I can only say that as a unicorn, I don’t have the blood of the Malfoy family at the moment, and I am not considered one of their “own people”.

"Aurora, protect yourself..."

Harry's hands slowly dropped.