Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 186 You are braver than your mother

"Will this really not be discovered?"

Harry asked a little uneasily.

If he accidentally walked into a cave and saw newspapers from the past few months neatly laid out on the ground,

Every piece of news about missing persons and serious illness is carefully marked.

Your intuition should immediately guess whether there is some terrible criminal hiding here.

"Don't worry about me. Dumbledore and the three of you are the only ones around here anyway—"

"Oh no, four, know I'm an Animagus."

Sirius had almost finished eating a chicken leg, and at the same time he glanced at Draco intentionally or unintentionally.

"Still, you don't have to worry?"

"I am a descendant of the Malfoy and Black families."

Draco couldn't help but sneer, but Sirius shrugged nonchalantly.

"I had plenty of time to observe you last year. You give me the impression that you are more like your mother."

This statement surprised Harry and Draco.

Sirius looked at the two surprised people and threw the bone in his hand to Buckbeak.

He started to speak while gnawing on a rib.

"I have three cousins. The eldest is crazy, the youngest is the most cowardly, and the middle one is relatively normal."

Seeing Harry's puzzled look, Sirius explained further.

"My uncle and aunt are old and crazy."

"They insisted that their three daughters could only marry into a pure-blood family worthy of the Black family."

" Not only pure blood, but also worthy of the status of the Black family."

"There are only a handful of such families: Black, Malfoy, Slughorn, and, long, long ago, Gaunt."

Sirius used the leftover ribs as fingers and counted them one by one, but found that he could not count all five fingers.

"It means they don't have a lot of choice."

He tossed the ribs to Buckbeak again, took out a bottle of pumpkin juice from his bag and took a few sips.

"My eldest sister married the young master of the Black family without even having met him."

"The second one ignored the bullshit order and stayed with the person he loved."

"That person happened to be a Muggle-born. Of course, he was expelled from the family just like me."

"As for the youngest..."

Sirius hesitated, then nodded towards Draco.

"Although your mother has her own ideas, she would never go against the family's will."

"That's why I followed my stupid uncle's orders and found someone in a pureblood family who would accept me and marry him."

"She's lucky. Although Lucius Malfoy is a bad guy, I heard he's very kind to her."

Sirius didn't care at all that these words might offend Draco, but Harry broke out in a cold sweat.

Draco's expression was calm, but Harry could almost control Draco's temper.

The angrier you are, the less clues you can see.

"Perhaps you think that it is courageous to tear your family apart."

"But wiser people might not think so."

Sure enough, Draco immediately fought back.

"True courage may be to protect your family members who are closely related to you while taking care of yourself."

Sirius smiled again at what Draco said.

Harry always felt that he seemed to enjoy Draco's retorts.

"You're such an interesting girl, maybe braver than your mother."

"If it were Narcissa, she would probably just shut up and deal with her emotions in her heart."

"That guy has had a lot of secrets since he was a kid."

Faced with Sirius's comments, Draco felt a little helpless, but also a little surprised.

He really seemed to understand his mother's temper and sounded like a smart guy.

Unfortunately, he will probably never understand the courage required to endure for the one you love.

Sirius continued, winking at Harry.

"However, it's a pity that you were taught a lesson by Snotlout."

"It was exactly his tone when he spoke."

"Gryffindor courage is just some stupid rampage or something like that."

Under normal circumstances, Harry would have burst out laughing upon hearing Snotlout's nickname.

But now that Draco was by her side and the topic involved her family, whom she cared about most, she could only force herself to be patient.

Seeing Draco's eyes gradually turning cold, Harry, who was caught between Sirius and Draco, was a little at a loss.

Fortunately, Sirius had spoken up to ease the situation.

"Don't be so quick to get upset. Saying you and Narcissa are a lot like a compliment."

"You are not a bad person by nature, so I won't worry about you."

Draco seemed surprised, but Sirius continued speaking slowly.

"But don't get me wrong. I don't like her, and I may not like you either."

"Your mother didn't have the moral courage to stand up to Voldemort."

Sirius's directness made Harry feel complicated again.

Draco's eyes were no longer cold, and Sirius smiled with satisfaction again.

"I'm sorry, but I've always hated the habit of speaking in high-pitched voices in my family."

"If we make things clear, everyone will feel less burdened."

Harry somewhat agreed with Sirius's idea.

Interestingly, Draco seemed to accept Sirius's behavior.

When he spoke again, there was a noticeable change in his tone.

"No wonder you're the only one not in Slytherin."

"You are indeed the black sheep of the family, cousin."

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After the direct showdown, Sirius' attitude towards Draco became much calmer.

It seems that the sharpness at the beginning is just a process of testing and understanding oneself.

Draco didn't really care.

In her heart, for some reason, she had already decided early on that Sirius was more like someone from the Potter family.

Besides, she never disliked verbal confrontation with smart people.

He walked over to Buckbeak and stroked its feathers while listening to Harry and Sirius reminiscing about the past.

I secretly scratched the fat on Buckbeak's neck, and Buckbeak hummed a few times with some reproach, but also very honestly.

He was pleased to find that despite the hardships of the journey, Sirius seemed to prioritize Buckbeak's food and clothing.

"Crouch fired his house-elf?"

"Yes, Hermione even founded the House-Elf Liberation Front for this."

"Ron and I just call it SPEW."

Harry and Sirius laughed, and Draco couldn't help but smile.

Harry then began to explain what happened on the night of the World Cup final and into the early hours of the next morning.

Of course missing is the part where he and Draco spend time together.

But when Harry recounted the past, both of them glanced at each other shyly and secretly.

Until Sirius finally waved his hands impatiently.

"Wait. Stop."

"Harry, if you want to tell a story, tell it properly. Don't take the opportunity to flirt with me."

Buckbeak gave a cry of approval.

Draco, who was exposed, blushed and turned away awkwardly.

He wanted to turn his back to the father and son, but was immediately called back by Sirius.

"Draco."

Sirius suddenly called out his name, causing Harry's eyes to widen, and even Draco was a little surprised.

"What? Or should I call you Miss Malfoy? I won't do it."

"Cousin-niece is too hard to pronounce, so of course I should call her by her name."

Harry nodded blankly and Draco smiled helplessly.

It is easy to imagine why no one in the family likes this cousin.

"When you saw Winky, she said she was holding a spot for Crouch, didn't she?"

Draco nodded and Sirius suddenly stood up.

"Harry, from the time you left the cabin to the time you left the first-class carriage,"

"Did you check that your wand was still in your pocket?"

"Um... no. I didn't need to use my wand until we stepped into the forest..."

"Wait, you don't think,"

"The man who summoned the Dark Mark stole my wand in the first class carriage?"

"possible."

Sirius paced back and forth in the cave, thinking quietly. Harry was also lost in thought.

The conversation between the two created ripples in Draco's mind, and there seemed to be some fleeting clues.

I started to feel annoyed.

It was as if the truth was standing before him wearing an invisibility cloak.

It's so close, yet I can't touch it.

"Crouch wasn't at the match, and he wasn't in first class, was he?"

"This venue is very cleverly designed. Very, very cleverly designed."

"But because of this..."

"If you want to reserve a seat, shouldn't you be in the booth?"

Sirius asked in a low voice, almost as if he was talking to himself.

Draco gradually narrowed his eyes as he followed Sirius's mumbling, knowing the feeling well.

Just one more key clue and the mystery will be solved...

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