HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 95.

As Landric said, Dumbledore did indeed come to St. Mungo's to find them.

Tana Rozier and Narcissa did not want their two children to sign a letter of understanding.

It wasn't until Landric told them that Ginny Weasley was indeed being brainwashed.

But the main purpose was to open the secret room, not to deal with them.

As for the memories everyone saw that day, they were Lockhart's remote spell.

The reason why all the blame was directed at Ginny Weasley that day was because Draco was indeed injured in the Chamber of Secrets.

Whether intentional or unintentional, once something is done, one must bear the consequences.

Landric brought Draco to San Mungo.

First, it was to put on a show for the outside world; second, it was to make it easier for Dumbledore to find them; and third, the Hogwarts matter needed to be discussed.

Both patriarchs are intelligent people, and they tacitly chose not to let their children appear in public.

Landric was unclear about how the negotiations went, but in the end, Rozier and Malfoy agreed to issue a letter of understanding.

However, they are demanding compensation of 5 Galleons per family.

They are not going to give in completely just because of Dumbledore.

5 Galleons might not be a lot of money for a large family like theirs, but it's a different story for the Weasleys.

Dumbledore returned to the Burrow and conveyed Rosier and Malfoy's request to the Weasleys.

Mrs. Weasley's body suddenly became much more hunched.

"Five...five hundred thousand Galleons..."

Looking at his mother's recent haggard appearance, Ron felt a pang of heartache: "How could they be so greedy?"

Mrs. Weasley smacked Ron on the head.

"That's enough, Ron. Actually... that's already quite merciful."

Before she married Arthur Weasley, she was also a child from a large family.

It's true that 5 Galleons is nothing to someone of Rozier's or Malfoy's caliber.

Ron could actually understand what Mrs. Weasley meant.

But after a series of events, he couldn't find a place to vent his emotions, and inevitably developed some resentment towards Ginny Weasley.

Fred smiled and reassured Mrs. Weasley, "Mother, don't worry. With George and I being so clever, how could we possibly be afraid of not being able to pay back Rozier's 5 Galleons?"

George smirked. Why didn't that brat mention Malfoy?

Does he not care about Malfoy, or does he want to take this opportunity to completely bind himself to Rozier?

As twins, George could roughly guess what Fred was thinking.

They're not some Dumbledore devotees, they're cat lovers!

Even if they may not have the possibility of keeping cats in the future, who can say for sure about feelings?

The Gemini were the most relaxed in the entire humble abode.

Based on the alchemical items Landric showed them last time, their share of the profits from the partnership wouldn't be small.

Landric was ultimately kind.

Overall, the Weasleys were happy, and Ginny didn't end up in Azkaban.

Draco, however, was unhappy in San Mungo.

"Brother, is it just 5 Galleons? No other requirements?" Draco thought he should just kill Weasley right then and there.

Landric found it difficult to decide whether or not to tell the child that his father was actually the culprit.

He lay down on the other side of the bed with a complicated expression on his face.

Draco came crawling over.

Before his brother's indulgent attitude had ended, he reached his hand directly under the hem of his brother's white shirt.

Feeling the smooth skin beneath his hand, Draco suddenly realized that his brother wasn't actually as thin as he had thought.

As if finding an interesting toy, she pinched it, and her slender waist trembled under her hand.

"Hiss...hiss...it smells good, and it's so white..."

The two of them froze.

Landric pulled Draco's hand away expressionlessly.

Someone gritted their teeth and ripped off the bracelet, causing the basilisk to collapse against the wall and turn into a snake pancake once again.

The hand, which was itching to make a move, was mercilessly swatted away by magic as it approached Landric.

"Brother~"

"roll"

"Okay!"

Draco knew this was the limit of intimacy; this time it was just because he had just recovered, and his brother had lowered his standards a bit.

His teeth were itchy, and his brain was unconsciously urging his body to get closer to Landric; every cell was screaming with desire.

Landric probably figured it out too, otherwise why would he have accepted all of his actions after he woke up?

No longer bothering anyone, the boy quietly lay down next to his brother, turning his head to look at the person with closed eyes.

Like fog.

Landric had no time to care what Draco was thinking; having barely slept for four days, he was now incredibly sleepy.

In my hazy state of consciousness, my mind was still thinking about work after the holiday.

As for Draco's secret, he was curious but wouldn't ask.

Everyone has the right to keep secrets. If he himself is not honest enough, he has no right to demand that others be honest as well.