As the saying went, work and rest had to be balanced.
When it came to managing training and rest, Draco and the others naturally would not overlook either side.
Especially for an organization like Draco Constellation, getting that balance right was extremely important.
After all, while their organization could not be called loose, it was certainly nothing like professional Aurors or Hit Wizards, with fully developed rules and systems.
One had to know.
Blindly forcing everyone to train would very likely have the opposite effect.
Even with a powerful external enemy, it was still difficult to maintain that kind of motivation for a long time.
More importantly, the results of such training might not be satisfactory.
So putting down their wands and providing a good, pleasant living environment became very necessary.
This was also why Draco and the others placed so much importance on developing and establishing places for rest and entertainment within the Draco Constellation base.
The Draco Constellation Café.
In the central area of the Draco Constellation base, there was a café where people could enjoy afternoon tea.
Interestingly, all the staff working here were actually House-elves from Hogwarts.
In fact.
When it came to logistics, many things could only operate smoothly with the help of these House-elves.
Aside from the people close to Draco, no one knew how he had managed this.
In any case.
Draco and the others could be considered regulars at this café.
Whenever the weekend came, one could often see Draco being dragged here by Pansy and Hermione.
To eat a little dessert.
Order a delicious drink.
And enjoy a beautiful afternoon.
This was probably the usual date style for the three of them.
So the young wizards around them had already grown used to the scene before them.
Even when they were subjected to a mouthful of public displays of affection, they no longer reacted much.
After feeding Draco a bite of cake, Hermione, her small face flushed, began reporting on what had been completed that week. "According to the information secretly provided by the House-elves, the Death Eaters led by the Carrow siblings have nearly turned all of Hogwarts upside down this week. They were only a step away from knocking down the entire castle."
As Hermione spoke, she used one small hand to push up the thin-framed glasses she had somehow put on again.
This truly suited Hermione's serious personality.
From this moment alone, one could already glimpse what kind of wizard Hermione would become in the future.
It had to be said. Hermione was probably the only one who still did not forget about work even while resting.
As for this, Draco, who had long since grown used to it, nodded while chewing the cake Hermione had personally fed him. "That was something we could have expected."
"Then Draco, do you think they'll find us here?"
"I can't be certain, but we should at least be able to last a few months."
"A few months... That should be enough."
Pansy, who had been listening to them from the side, glared at Hermione for taking up their rare leisure time before muttering inwardly.
Talking about work again?
Although she was somewhat dissatisfied, she knew this was not the time to be willful. So Pansy merely grumbled softly, then silently stirred Draco's coffee for him.
Hermione glanced at Pansy, pushed up her glasses again, and was just about to continue when the pleasant sound of wind chimes rang beside her ear.
Jingle, jingle.
That was the sound of a new customer arriving.
...
The café door was pushed open.
Along with the warm breeze blowing in from outside came a beautiful witch who looked somewhat anxious.
This hurried guest, with a thin sheen of sweat at her temples, clearly did not seem to be here for afternoon tea. She looked more like she had come to find someone.
Because the instant her gaze landed on Draco and the others, her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked straight toward them.
"So you really are here, Draco... and you two as well."
"Fleur?"
"You two? You sound rather disappointed."
A blue wizard's robe.
Beautiful silver hair like a waterfall.
Seeing the person who had arrived, Pansy and Hermione, who had been glaring at each other just moments ago, immediately shifted positions and wrapped their arms around Draco's arms with remarkable coordination.
This scene did not irritate Fleur. Instead, it made her change her original plan. She pulled out the chair opposite them without the slightest politeness.
"Aren't you going to treat me to a drink? Considering I still have to work during my break."
Fleur's words were, of course, a joke.
One had to know.
In the Draco Constellation base, daily necessities, three meals a day, housing, and so on did not actually require money to purchase.
Simply put, everything was free.
Of course, this situation was only temporary.
Although Draco and Pansy's families were wealthy and powerful enough to provide these things, they could not possibly offer such benefits for free forever.
And no one who had joined Draco Constellation was thick-skinned enough to enjoy all of this with a clear conscience.
Therefore, when it came to task assignments, everyone in Draco Constellation put in their utmost effort to complete the missions assigned from above.
When it was time to train, they trained seriously.
When it was time to rest, they rested seriously.
These were things the members of Draco Constellation had learned from Draco.
In any case.
After Fleur received a cup of sweet milk tea, she finally stated the reason she had come.
"There's a new development with the matter you assigned me."
"...You mean?"
"Mm. Someone triggered the magic you set up back then."
"Just now?"
"Not long ago. The moment I noticed it, I came to find you."
This strange exchange between the two made Pansy and Hermione look back and forth between them suspiciously.
Especially the half-smiling expression on Fleur's face. It made Pansy and Hermione even more suspicious.
Was there some secret between them?
Such a thought could not help flashing through Pansy and Hermione's minds.
As for Draco, who felt his arms sinking deeply into softness, he naturally sensed the change in atmosphere right away. He looked speechlessly at Fleur across from him, who was smiling like a fox.
She was deliberately provoking Pansy and Hermione, wasn't she?
Proud and sly.
Beneath that beautiful exterior, there was actually a young girl's heart hidden within. This was the Fleur Delacour that Draco had gradually come to see.
However, now was not the time to worry about these things.