HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 31 Conversation, Night Stroll

Night fell quietly, and dinner came to a peaceful and tranquil end. Although the food on the table had been completely devoured, the air still seemed to be filled with its mouthwatering aroma.

Landric and Draco sat there quietly, exchanged a glance, and then, as if by unspoken agreement, stood up at the same time and silently walked toward their dormitory.

Neither of them spoke a word the entire way.

Draco's mind was in turmoil; he didn't know how to express his complex feelings to Landric.

The feeling was like having a priceless treasure that he had cherished for many years, only to have its brilliance suddenly discovered by someone else. From then on, this treasure no longer belonged to him alone. This sense of loss and helplessness made him extremely irritable, and he even had an urge to curse.

However, Draco knew very well that Landric was a person with independent thought and free will, not a pet that could be manipulated at will.

He has the right to choose to establish friendly relations with anyone; it is his right.

Memories flooded back, and Draco's thoughts drifted back to a few years ago.

At that time, Landric was a withdrawn child who hardly played with anyone. Most of the time, he was either with Draco and their family or sitting quietly alone, lost in thought.

Occasionally, when Aunt Tana needed to instruct Landric on how to handle family affairs, he would reluctantly muster the energy to interact more with others.

Even at that moment, Draco could still sense that Landric was wearing an invisible mask, deeply concealing his true self.

This made Draco feel distant, which Draco disliked.

At that time, Draco thought that if his brother had interacted more with other people and seen more of the world, would he have a greater love for the people and things around him, and would his eyes not have been so lifeless?

But when Landric started to interact with the outside world like a normal person, Draco inevitably began to panic, fearing that Landric would no longer belong to him.

In fact, Landric quite liked Draco, but due to his limited capacity for love, he couldn't invest more emotion in Draco, and in many cases, he wouldn't consider Draco's feelings.

However, even if Landric were to start considering it, he might not necessarily go along with Draco's possessive ideas.

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After a journey that wasn't long but was rather somber, the two finally arrived at the dormitory entrance.

Draco's previously tense expression seemed to have eased somewhat during the journey, and his voice carried a hint of hesitation and reluctance.

Landric raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips: "What? Not angry anymore?"

Draco quickly lowered his head and muttered softly, "I wasn't really angry to begin with." However, his reddened ears betrayed his true feelings.

"Little Dragon!" Landric suddenly raised his voice, and the previously relaxed atmosphere instantly became tense.

His tone was unusually serious, as if what he was about to say was of utmost importance.

Then, he reached out and, in an almost forceful manner, pulled Draco's chin, forcing the other's beautiful grey-blue eyes to look directly into his purple pupils.

"I need to communicate with other people!"

"I know, but brother, I don't quite understand what you're trying to do?"

"Little Dragon doesn't need to understand," Landric chuckled softly, ruffling Draco's hair.

Landric had no intention of kneeling down to kiss someone else's robe, just as he had in his previous life, and he would do the same in this one.

A wave of bitterness washed over Draco. He opened his mouth as if to retort, but ultimately remained silent.

Landric released his grip, turned, and walked into the dormitory. Draco followed silently behind, his eyes filled with resentment.

Once inside the dormitory, Landric sat on the edge of his bed and began reading, as if nothing had happened.

Draco sat on his bed, staring at Landric, and finally gave in.

I can't let a few unimportant people make me angry, the most important thing is him.

After Draco figured it out, his mood instantly brightened. "Brother, I'm the most important!"

Landric hadn't quite reacted yet, staring blankly at Draco, and subconsciously replied, "Mm."

Draco was happy and stopped caring about Landric getting close to others.

Landric finally realized that he had already agreed, but he didn't care too much. Even if he had realized the question, this was the only answer he could give if he didn't want Draco to bother him.

With Draco's matter resolved, Landric secretly began plotting his actions for tonight.

Don't assume that the restricted section of the library is well hidden; it was still noticed by Landric while she was browsing with Hermione.

Landric had an idea the moment he saw the books in that corner.

On the way back with Hermione, Landric learned from her that the forbidden book section required the professor's signature to enter.

It wasn't that Landric didn't want autographs, but as a first-year student, he couldn't think of any excuse to get them from the professors.

If it were that idiot Quirrell, there might be hope, but Landric hadn't forgotten that there was another piece of junk hidden on the back of that thing's head!

He didn't want to be noticed by Old Fu, who had no nose, for the time being.

Besides, since Dumbledore was able to let Quirrell in, he didn't believe that Dumbledore hadn't noticed anything unusual about Quirrell.

It's no exaggeration to say that Quirrell is definitely a key person Dumbledore is observing. If someone tries to get an autograph from Quirrell and it ends up in front of Dumbledore, he doesn't believe Dumbledore won't have second thoughts.

Needless to say, Snape, as his father, already adored Landric. After learning that Landric had been in poor health since childhood, he assumed that Landric didn't know he was his father, so he could only give Landric potions to help him recover by teaching him potions on several occasions.

It's even less likely that he would let Landric go out alone at night, especially to a dangerous place like the restricted book section.

So Landric made a bold decision. Since he knew the invisibility spell anyway, why not just go straight to the forbidden section? Nobody would know.

Danger? What danger could there be? At worst, his mind would be corrupted by the dark magic there. Landric was confident in the strength of his soul after being reborn.