NABC Chapter 94.
Chapter 94.
Landric took Draco to St. Mungo and forced him to take bitter medicine three times a day.
Later, his tongue seemed to have become immune to the bitter medicine, so Landric decisively switched to Coptis chinensis.
"Ugh, bro (￣～￣chewing)... Tell me, ugh, who invented this thing?"
Narcissa visited St. Mungo's today and saw Draco, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at her recovered son.
The woman, who had originally intended to hug him, changed her mind and took a three-step back after smelling the strong bitterness.
"Little Dragon, just stand there. Mommy will just look at you and then make you some candy when we get home."
He talked, withdrew, and watched Landric all the while.
Honey, he wouldn't be trying to get a share from everyone who sees it, would he?
Landric picked out the lotus seeds, and Narcissa didn't hesitate for a second.
"Little Dragon, be good, Little Dragon, goodbye!" Anyway, I've already seen him once at home after I recovered, so it won't make a difference if I see him again!
The family-run ward was filled with the sounds of vomiting.
"Brother, brother, brother, I swear I'll never be willful again. I don't know what came over me back then, but I had such a strong urge to see you that I just went out like a ghost. Please, please, don't make me eat."
Draco's mouth was like a machine gun, aiming precisely at every lotus seed that was about to reach it.
Landric paused for a moment, but still steadily placed the lotus seeds in front of Draco.
The last three, they've already been peeled.
Snap! A smiling child shattered gently.
With a death-defying spirit, he put all three lotus seeds into his mouth.
"Ugh, hmm?? Sweet?" Unlike the bitter lotus seeds from before, this one was rather sweet.
"If nothing unexpected happens, Dumbledore will come looking for us soon."
Draco choked for a moment, then stammered.
"Brother, is it because of Weasley?"
"Um"
Draco: "You're not going to back down, are you? I heard she came for us. Even though I was the one who bumped into the basilisk, the main reason is her."
Just as Landric predicted, Draco always outmaneuvered others.
Landric didn't reply.
He didn't intend to kill Ginny Weasley; he was just angry with Draco because she was in a hospital bed at the time.
Of course, it could also be related to the fact that the girl was always staring at him fiercely.
Perhaps it also has something to do with Dumbledore?
Anyway, that's how the plan came about.
Landric remained unmoved. "She's quite innocent."
Draco: ? ? What did I do this time?
Landric didn't answer Draco's question, but instead put a snake-shaped bracelet on his wrist.
Draco admired the gift with delight. "Brother, you have great taste. It's beautiful."
"This is a basilisk."
Draco turned pale, and with a whoosh, his bracelet flew far away.
Help me!
The ornament, which had shrunk into a ring, was suddenly activated.
The basilisk was furious. "What are you doing? What are you doing? I admit I turned you to stone, but your brother chopped me into mincemeat. What else do you want?"
Draco, listening to the basilisk's strange English accent, became absolutely certain of his brother's love for him.
Her heart-shaped eyes stared at people with bright, sparkling eyes.
"It was I who slandered Ginny Weasley."
Draco: "...How can the actions of intelligent people be called slander?"
Landric: "I might be the worse one."
"Huh? Is being naughty kind of cute?"
Landric:
"What I mean is the letter of forgiveness for Ginny Weasley, which we'll give to Dumbledore later, but we won't let him get it easily."
Dumbledore was a behemoth in the British wizarding world, something Landric could sense. Dumbledore was wary of him, yet for some reason, he also showed a degree of indulgence.
He didn't think he was charming enough to attract Dumbledore.
The only ones who can attract Dumbledore are still in Newmont.
But if we take Harry, an unpredictable factor, into account, it becomes even more difficult to say.
Harry was supposed to dislike Slytherin in Dumbledore's plans.
Can't figure it out.
Forget it, let it go, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Once the trial begins tomorrow, his persona in the magical world will be firmly established.
The masses tend to favor a kind leader.
Reputation is something that can sometimes be gained or lost.
Landric lay in bed feeling much more comfortable than before, and the thought of Ginny Weasley's false memories made him happy.
It's true that what you hold in your own hands is the most useful.
The man in the alleyway seemed to have an innate talent for the magic of memory.
What the truth is is not important; what matters most is whether others believe it or not.