Lin Xiaoman, who was tricked into the year 1991 by his ancestral pocket watch, found that he had become Draco Malfoy's "humanoid barrage machine".
The young master sneered on the surface: "A mudblood is worthy of teaming up with me?"
The top of her head was rolling wildly: [Her hands cutting the potion looked like Parkinson's disease! Help is a little cute? !
In order to save enough "emotional energy" to travel home, she was forced to bind the outrageous mission system:
Collect Snape's raised eyebrows x 3 ("Professor, are your eyelids cramped?")
Secretly recording Pansy's scream × 5 ("This is how you react after tearing out ten pages of a romance novel?")
The most terrible thing was to make Draco laugh ten times sincerely——
However, the "barrage translator" she modified suddenly malfunctioned, turning all the young master's poisonous words into shameful love words!
"Your troll brain should be shoved down the drain!" Becomes "Your eyelashes make my heart beat faster than a broomstick mane."
The auditorium fell silent as the Savior's bread fell into the pumpkin soup.
During the days and nights when she was forced to cooperate, she discovered the young master's secret:
When I was insomnia, I peeked at "Naruto" and thought that Kishimoto was a fortune teller. He used alchemy to melt gold Galleons to make Iron Man figures, and even tried to apply curse-proof tattoo stickers to the Dark Mark...
When the Death Eaters' conspiracy engulfed Hogwarts, she carried a welding gun and raided the battlefield: "Which Dark Lord can withstand cybernetic metaphysics?"
Draco pulled open his blood-stained shirt, revealing the flickering circuit board under the tattoo: "I calculated that a 76.3% Winning rate is enough to bet on Malfoy's sincerity."
Reading Guide
★Hard-tongued and soft-hearted, dragging the brother
★Barrage bodies attacking each other/cross-dimensional props running amok/snake courtyard joke level 10 scholars
★Voldemort: You are noble! Kill me with My Little Pony fireworks!
Concept: Relaxation, fantasy, two-way redemption, everyday nonsense