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    Slytherin Code of Conduct 41: Recognize mistakes, admit them, and actively correct them

    When Sirius first received Draco's letter, he thought it was the Malfoy family's rotten bird that had been hit by a confusion spell. Later, when he saw that his name was indeed on the envelope, he felt a little strange, but then he thought about it,  The big dog slapped his thigh and understood. He must have come to his place after the quarrel to find out the news first I must say that this kid is quite treacherous!

    With this mentality, Sirius opened the letter and felt furious. Except for the last sentence, 'Take it to Harry and Professor Lupin,' the letter didn't mention Harry at all.  Draco's main intention was to return the books - when school started, didn't he take some books from Black's old house to school? Draco's purpose in writing this letter was to make an appointment to visit Old Black.  I hope I won't be presumptuous. He came to return the book and said that if he didn't mind, he would borrow some more.

    The big dog pinched the parchment and gritted his teeth. He picked up the pen and was about to refuse. He didn't want the book anyway. He would break up with this little bastard on Harry's behalf!  From now on, we will never interact with each other At this time, Phineas lamented and spoke, "I thought the little peacock of the Malfoy family was brainless enough to use such a thing."  What a lame excuse, but it turns outmy idiot, the only descendant of the Black family and the only Gryffindor, didn't even see through such an excuse!" Phineas finished sighing in an aria, shaking his head in disbelief.  He walked away with his chin raised.

    The big dog opened the letter again with questions in his mind - excuse?

    Come to borrow books - come to return books - come to borrow books again - come to return books again

    oh!  He got it.

    Sirius wrote back, "Welcome, please do whatever you want."

    Draco actually just wanted to return and borrow books. There was no room for maneuver between him and Harry. Regardless of this reply, he was probably more familiar with the Black family's library than Sirius.  So, Draco carried his heavy space school bag and Flooed to the Black Mansion.

    The house was quiet as if there was no one there. Of course, a big house like this would always be so quiet if only a few people lived there.  At this moment, there was a slight pop, and Kreacher suddenly appeared and bowed to Draco, "Master Draco."

    "Are all the masters here?"

    "Yes, the master and his wife are in the attic flower room, and little master Harry is in his own room."

    Draco did not comment on Professor Lupin's title of 'Mrs.', "Tell Sirius that I am coming, and I will go directly to the library There is no need to prepare refreshments for me. I will stay for a while and then leave."

    "Yes, Master Draco."

    Draco didn¡¯t stay in the library for long. He put away the books and picked out some of the books that he couldn¡¯t bear to take away when the school started last time, and put them into a large space bag.  The schoolbag was made by Harry. After he broke many schoolbags - the wasted money was enough to buy several schoolbags with more space - he gave the most perfect one to himself as a birthday gift.

    Draco resolutely picked up his schoolbag and walked out, not wanting to look like a sissy guy, but before leaving the library, he couldn't help but remember the last time, the last time they were here, he was the one who gave them  He was looking for the book "Youth Enlightenment"

    Draco shook his head, pushed the door open, and walked straight towards the stairs, but someone stopped him on the way, "Draco!"

    "Sirius," Draco looked at Sirius coming down the stairs, "Kreacher said you were busy."

    "Maybe! But if there are more important things, I don't mind temporarily putting the work at hand aside - Harry's things are undoubtedly more important."

    "Not counting classmates in school, you are the fifth person who has tried to mediate all this." Draco was very calm. "My parents, Professor Lupine, and my godfather were just a few years ago when they were at school.  Days ago."

    "I know," the big dog shrugged, with a look of disdain, "I also know that none of them worked, otherwise, we wouldn't be like this now."

    Draco didn't know why they all seemed to think it was their fault. Even his parents thought that he had to bear most of the responsibility for the friendship between the two. It was strange. Friendship is not forced, and friendship does not need to be one-sided.  To maintain, it was Harry who pushed his hand away, every time.

    "Can you tell me the reason?"

    Draco turned his head. He really didn't want to continue this topic. It was not a good feeling to be thrown away again and again.  Do you still want him to admit that he was thrown away?  He turned his attention to the carved door beside the corridor.

    "Draco, you know, it's not just youHe's a Death Eater, can't he still make mistakes in his life?

    After committing a crime, was he deprived of even the opportunity for correction by his so-called belief in justice?

    Aren¡¯t they always trying to make corrections?

    Draco has gone through so many difficult and dangerous things with him, and has done many more things than he has!  In the end, he still has to be criticized and doubted by himself. It's right for him to be angry, it's right to break up with him, he's right to be scolded, and if he wants to hit him, that's fine. He promises not to fight back!

    Harry hugged Draco's neck and refused to let go, because he knew Draco was serious. If he said he didn't care about it, he really wouldn't care about it anymore. As long as he let go now, he would lose Draco forever.  division.  Harry hung on Draco, and finally his legs climbed up to his waist. His head was buried in Draco's shoulder, as if he would not let go, and he cried so hard.

    But even Harry¡¯s earth-shattering cry was incomparable to the sound of the elf Kreacher suddenly going crazy and banging his head on the ground while wailing loudly.

    Draco didn't care about that. Looking back, he saw this one hanging on his body and didn't know what to do.  Draco sighed inwardly, holding Harry in his arms and sitting on the armchair next to the corridor, stroking his soft black hair, which was as soft as cat hair, and those round green eyes so similar.  It's a cat, so once it's stuck on you, you can't get it off.

    "Harry," Draco said calmly, "Slytherin's friendship is pure, sincere, and unquestionable. We" Draco paused, trying to calm the trembling in his voice, "I want to-"  Let¡¯s not force it.¡± (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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