69novels Chapter 44 The one who is loved becomes spoiled and arrogant
Chapter 44 The one who is loved becomes spoiled and arrogant
The moment the lock turned, Draco's ears perked up.
Those footsteps...that's his brother, hehehe.
Even though it's late, he still knows to walk back to the dorm. His brother is great!
Draco banished all his dark thoughts and sat up abruptly from Landric's bed.
He looked up and saw Landric's pale face, and his brows furrowed instantly.
The malice emanating from him was uncontrollably bursting forth.
It's Harry Potter again!! Damn it, damn it, damn it!
He harbored deep resentment towards the Gryffindor members, but that didn't stop him from swiftly picking up Landric.
So light…
He gently placed his brother on the bed.
Landric remained motionless in Draco's arms, letting him do as he pleased.
Until Draco's hands roamed over his body...
No?
His mind cleared instantly, and he grabbed those hands. "What are you doing?" Rand frowned at Draco, a hint of weariness on his face.
"Brother, it's not good to sleep with clothes on."
Of course he knows, why would he need you to take his clothes off?
But when he met Draco's eyes, which were full of pity, Landric's surging feelings of disgust stopped.
Instead, there was only silence towards Draco.
Ultimately, she had become accustomed to indulging Draco, and in the end, she let him have his way, though she didn't make him strip naked.
When it was almost time, Landric stopped Draco, got up and went to the bathroom, leaving Draco alone in the room.
Looking at Landric's figure in the inner room, Draco couldn't help but recall the events of the day.
He didn't understand what his brother wanted to do, but that didn't stop him from supporting Landric.
The people Landric met today were just the Gryffindor guys.
His brother's bad mood is definitely partly due to their efforts.
The thought of this made Draco's heart churn with rage.
Thus, the Gryffindor trio were subjected to a magnificent misunderstanding.
The three men: If you're not brothers, why don't you open your eyes and look around?
Draco: I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, you stupid lion chanting scriptures, it would be better if you all disappeared.
After Landric finished washing up, Draco, regardless of Landric's wishes, lay contentedly on the bed, embracing his fragrant brother.
Landric didn't resist Draco; he was a little tired.
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Those cold, disgusted eyes lingered in Snape's mind, haunting him.
Ultimately, he didn't think he had done anything wrong.
Landric was still too willful.
That's obvious, of course Landric knew that.
But let's put it another way. Even if he was wrong, does that give Snape the right to force him to drink something he doesn't like? And who is Snape to have the authority to tell him what to do?
Does he really not know who Snape's first thought was in the basement? It was just himself, and he has no right to criticize Snape now.
As a Slytherin student, Snape's actions were all competent and responsible.
But he doesn't like it... well, he doesn't really need it either.
He has a mother, so he'll inevitably become spoiled and arrogant.
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Landric slept very well that night, unlike the others.
Draco clung to his brother, wanting to get close to him, but his brother was asleep.
He gently pressed his little face against Landric's face, rubbing it softly, and his long-standing anxiety instantly vanished.
Draco is usually quite clever when it comes to dealing with Landric, and he's always been willing to use his brain.
His brother had always had a lazy attitude towards life, but he changed a lot after arriving at Hogwarts.
It's not that Landric suddenly became very diligent, but sometimes his behavior was inexplicable, and there was that strange atmosphere between him and his godfather.
Once you open your mind, you can't stop.
Memories flooded Draco's mind: how Snape had indulged him when they were still at home, and how easily he could ask for leave after arriving at Hogwarts.
And...their first meeting...
Wait a minute? The Godfather did this on purpose!!?
Draco still remembered Snape's almost harsh attitude towards him when he was learning Potions. Why did his brother end up learning Potions with him in the end?
After all, the Godfather was already quite impatient with only one of his students at the time.
But after his brother arrived, almost everything improved. The Godfather even stopped spewing venom so frequently.
It's ruined!!
Draco had a bold idea in his mind that, once it appeared, wouldn't go away.
Snape couldn't be...
He really wanted to scream like a groundhog and rush into Snape's office to demand what he was up to.
Old man!
Draco's emotions had been fluctuating wildly all day, and now he was extremely excited, with thoughts constantly swirling in his mind, making it even harder for him to sleep.
He hugged Landric, pressed his face hard against Landric's, and then gloriously received a slap, before stopping contentedly.
The night passed quickly, and the first rays of dawn pierced the room. Landric was still asleep, and Draco was still awake.
He had no intention of waking his brother. As for today's potions class? What a joke, couldn't his brother rest if he was tired?
As for him, well, there's nothing he can do. His brother is holding him, and he can't very well wake his brother up just to go to class, can he?
De. Holding the emperor hostage to command the princes. La. Has a life-saving charm. The science version of Little Dragon is freshly released.
Could he really have let Snape have such an easy time in today's class? Don't even think about it!
His cheerful mood made his brother's scent even more pleasant.
Mei Mei held Landric close until she finally felt tired and fell asleep.
Meanwhile, Snape entered the classroom with his teaching materials.
His gaze swept around the room, his face darkening to the point of being almost black.
Where is his child? Where is his precious little darling? Maybe he missed it, he's not sure, let him look again.
Still unable to find Landric, instead, her gaze fell upon Harry Potter and his group, further worsening her already unpleasant mood.
Snape: What a jinx!
Harry: What bad luck!
It's not a big problem. Rand is probably tired. It's normal for him not to come to class today. Hmm, I'll ask Malfoy.
Death's gaze is searching for Draco. Heh, very good, skipping class!
"Slytherin loses ten points for Mr. Malfoy's truancy."
The classroom grew even quieter.
Both Slytherin and Gryffindor stared at Snape in shock.
Professor, are you sure it's Slytherin? Not Gryffindor?
Professor, are you sure it's Malfoy? Not Porter?
At this moment, the students from both colleges looked out the window in unison, as if by unspoken agreement. The sun hadn't risen in the west yet.
Snape stood on the stage watching the group of guys below act stupidly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
"Slytherin and Gryffindor, deduct ten points for your lack of focus in class, you bunch of idiots!"
"Now, follow my orders..."
Even after the students behaved themselves, Snape didn't let them off the hook.
"Potter, are you an idiot? Three and a half clockwise circles instead of three! Minus ten points!"
"Weasley, why didn't you warn Potter?! Minus ten points!"
"Granger, you...minus ten points!"
Hermione looked up abruptly. "What did I do to deserve this deduction of ten points?"
Snape glanced at her, and Hermione didn't dare to argue with him anymore. It was obvious to everyone that Snape was in a bad mood, and even Ron was being held back by Harry.
On Slytherin's side, the black-haired boy watched this scene with sarcasm, remaining silent.