After receiving a scolding, Longman mocked those Gryffindors before letting his followers leave first, while he waited alone in the corner of the broom room on the third floor.

He stood against the wall and was always paying attention to the direction of the fake Moody's office. He was still a little nervous and afraid that something would happen to Potter. This time, for her, he actually cooperated with two of the most annoying people. It was really unpredictable.

However, as a pureblood, he actually fell in love with a lowly Muggleborn who always caused trouble for him. This should be the first thing he should think about clearly.

Of course, Longman knew that the people in the Malfoy family were out-and-out arrogant pure-blood supporters, so when Malfoy was actually with this Muggleborn, curiosity made him start to re-examine her, or rather

Follow her secretly.

To his surprise, Malfoy changed his annoying face that looked down upon no one, almost took her in his hands and doted on her, accommodated her as much as possible, and even began to reduce conflicts with the savior.

It's really stupid to stick together all day long and show off your affection like no one else is around.

It's a pity that now he himself has become such a stupid person. From the beginning, he just wanted to try out the attraction of Malfoy's favorite Muggles, to later he discovered the delicious fragrance of her body, especially when

In the broom closet behind her, she actually remembered to come back to break the curse for him, but she was caught by him again stupidly.

Why is she so stupid and so easily deceived? She doesn't look like a cunning and shrewd Slytherin at all. Oh, by the way, she also loves to cry, and her voice naturally softens when she speaks with a cry.

, like coquettishly.

And now, whenever he thinks of the scene when she thought something had happened to him after breaking the curse, she thought something had happened to him in a panic, and took the initiative to check on his condition but was caught instead, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips in a happy arc, maybe

He understood what Malfoy liked about her, she was so silly and cute.

It didn't take long for Longman to see Potter who looked reborn. He secretly took out the key from his robe pocket like a thief and handed it over. He lowered his voice and said, "I have successfully obtained it. Let's discuss it after dinner."

What’s the next step?”

Langman quickly took it and looked down at it carefully. It was just an ordinary key, nothing special. He put it into his pocket, then raised his hand and patted the other person's shoulder and complimented him without hesitation, "That's really great."

As worthy of being the savior, I will find an opportunity to tell Malfoy, wait for our notification, and don’t say anything before then. It is also best for us not to meet in private again. Don’t forget that you are a Gryffindor. It’s not okay if you are discovered.

What a good thing."

Potter nodded in understanding, and then reminded, "Then you have to tell Malfoy quickly, don't delay, save her. There is another room in the office, and I guess she is probably in it, but there is still a problem, wait.

We rescued her, what should we do with the impostor?"

"These can be put into the next discussion. Relax, savior, I will inform you as soon as possible." Langman looked around and said, "I'll leave first, but are you really willing to let Malfoy do that?"

Does the guy have her all to himself?”

Longman didn't give him a chance to answer, and left after saying that, leaving Potter alone in the corner. The hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly, but he didn't hold on for a few seconds before letting go. Unwilling to do so again,

No matter what, she likes it.

Malfoy sat helplessly at the Slytherin table. The people next to him were smiling sweetly and talking to him about the new spells taught in class. The fragrant food in front of him was also a little bit tempting.

Can't afford his appetite.

"Draco? What's wrong? What are you thinking absentmindedly?" Hetty put down her knife and fork gracefully, raised her lips and looked at him sideways, then glanced at his untouched meal, and frowned deliberately, "

Why don't you eat? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Should I feed you?"

He looked at this face, and his mood was extremely complicated. However, he reacted quickly. He put his arm around her waist, raised his hand to pinch her face, and then said with a smile, "I was thinking about when my Hetty will be here."

Potions can be as good as your spells, so Professor Snape won't be watching you, right?"

She seemed to have adapted and leaned directly into his arms. She didn't care about the other students around her. She held his hand and pouted dissatisfiedly, "Then Draco will help me with tutoring. I don't want to be in the final exam."

When I got below A,"

Malfoy suppressed the urge to push her away, and his smile became more gentle and doting, "My dear, I remember clearly that you said before that you would ask your sister to help you, so now you still think that I am better?"

"Well, I want Draco to stay with me and stop taking up Hermione's time. Don't you want to?" She admitted generously, but her expression changed quickly, comparable to flipping through a book, and she immediately pretended to be angry.

appearance.

"How could that be? Be good, I'll teach you." Malfoy couldn't help but sneer in his heart. How could this fake look so much like her? Every frown and every move he made was so simple. Fortunately, he had the evidence, otherwise he would really

will take her seriously.

And "Hetty" really wanted to laugh. A fourth-grade student said that she wanted to teach her what she was best at, potions. How many years had she graduated? The professor who taught her back then praised her highly, but now she has fallen to this point.

Yes, ridiculous.

But she still had to pretend to be happy, and then she threw herself into his arms with a smile, "Then my Potions exam this year will depend on you. I'm looking forward to seeing if I can get an e."

"Don't worry, dear, since I promised you, I will definitely do it. I promise Merlin that you will definitely get an e in the Potions exam at the end of the semester." Malfoy promised gently, but he was thinking too much at the moment.

Who can pull her away? Even if this impostor is in her face, he would rather not look at it.

Malfoy suddenly felt that all this was like a punishment given to him by Merlin, a fake one to disgust him. Damn it, if all this was inevitable, then he would have to be with her no matter what in the first month of school. He really

I miss her so much.

"Hetty" was even more jealous of this Muggle. It was unbelievable that the young master of the Malfoy family could like him to such an extent. But when she thought that the peacock might be angry to death by her son, she

I suddenly wanted to see this scene again.

Back then, Lucius Malfoy was Riddle's right-hand man, almost equivalent to the second-in-command in the organization. He was quite disdainful of her special existence, and only thought it was Selwyn's gift to please the Dark Lord.

No need for such special treatment.

But in these years, this peacock never went to Riddle at all. He just used the Malfoy family's excessive assets to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic as before and did some despicable activities in private. He must have thought that the former

The master is finished.

"Hetty" couldn't help but cry sadly whenever she thought of him lingering in an extremely weak state of wandering spirit attached to other people's bodies. How could that proud and perfect person become like this? He has suffered all these years.

She couldn't imagine how much suffering it was and felt extremely distressed.

But fortunately, as long as she is more patient and waits a little longer, he can come back. No matter what he becomes, her love for him has not changed in the past ten years, and it will not change in the future.

The most fortunate thing about Malfoy every day now is that at least he is free when he returns to the dormitory and no longer has to pretend. Even looking at Parkinson these days is much more pleasing to the eye than this fake.

During dinner, Longman and Porter entered the auditorium one after another, and he noticed both of them, but with such a great figure next to him, he really couldn't ask about the outcome. He could only wait until he separated from her and returned to the dormitory in the evening.

Malfoy quickly found Longman's dormitory, raised his hand and knocked on the door. Within a few seconds, he opened it from the inside, and it happened to be him.

Longman sent away the follower in the same dormitory, then slowly took out the inconspicuous key from his robe pocket and held it in his hand without intending to give it to him, "Malfoy, your nemesis successfully got it, next you

What are you going to do?”

Malfoy sat on a chair nearby. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment before speaking, "It's best to take action while Moody is in class, and it happens to be the fourth-year Slytherin and Ravenclaw classes."

"So you don't plan to participate anymore?" Langman raised his eyebrows and looked directly at him with a half-smiling expression, but the conversation changed again, "That's good, at least the first one she saw was me. I guess she will

Very touching.

Malfoy made a soft "tsk" sound, and his whole face immediately turned cold. He had had enough of that impostor today, and now he could be said to be satisfied with it. The other party also deliberately provoked him, so he immediately mocked, "Of course, but there are

Do you think she will still look at you when I'm here? Don't forget, in her eyes you are just a loser who only makes trouble for her."

"Really?" Langman suddenly laughed. He stretched his chin and said with interest, "If I tell her that you not only stick with the fake every day but also kiss, will she still not mind anything?

."

Malfoy narrowed his eyes dangerously. If his squeamish little girlfriend found out, even if it was all fake, she would definitely get angry with him, and maybe she would be so angry that she would ignore him for a few days.

He moved his wrist, raised his chin and snorted with an absolute advantage, "You can give it a try, but I can't guarantee whether you will win or not."

"Malfoy, do you really think I'm afraid of you? If you want to duel, go directly to the Astronomy Tower. I won't lose to you again." Longman put the key back into his pocket, not afraid of the opponent's threat at all.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense. Both sides were at war with each other, as if they were about to start fighting in the next second.

But nothing really happened. Malfoy spoke first, but his tone was still very bad, "I think it's better to wait until we rescue her to deal with this trivial matter. The most important thing now is her."

"You are right, our accounts will be settled slowly in the future." Langman showed no sign of weakness, but he did not continue and returned to the original topic, "So when do you plan to arrange it, and that

Savior, do you need to inform him?"

"Wednesday morning and Friday afternoon, I have to watch that impostor. The best case scenario is during Moody's Defense Against the Dark Arts class at these two times." Malfoy's face still looked bad, but he no longer held his grip just now.

He couldn't let go, and thought again, "As for Scarhead, if you think you can't do it alone, you can call him. Two people can find it faster, right?"

Longman paused for a moment before answering, "I'm in the Charms class on Wednesday morning, and McGonagall isn't that easy to talk to. It's an elective class on Friday afternoon, which is okay."

"Then let's decide. Friday from 2 to 4 pm. This is the time. It should be enough for you to find her. I hope you can go as smoothly as this time." Malfoy said and got up and walked to the door, but in

Before going out, he turned around and added, "Don't mess it up." That was the end.
Chapter completed!