HP Approaches the Magical World

Chapter 845: The last scene must be done consistently (1)

　　 Jon leaned weakly on the roof, with his back on the raised ridge that Hogg had prepared carefully, watching Hogg and Peppy saddle Helga... as if this thing could do them anything good.

　　 Of course, even if there is no benefit to this thing, they will definitely do it.

　　 That's Helga.

　　 But now Jon doesn't even want to speak, he just wants to lean here quietly, waiting for Dumbledore to return.

　　 Obviously he waited.

　　 Just when he saw Dumbledore, Dumbledore had already crossed the jagged castle walls and was coming down from the broomstick.

　　 A few seconds later, Harry also landed beside him, looking around.

　　 The wall was desolate, and the doors to the spiral staircase in the castle were all closed.

　　 There are no signs of fighting, fighting, and no corpse.

"What does it mean?"

　　 Harry asked Dumbledore. He looked up at the green skull in the sky, its snakelike tongue gleaming evil light above their heads: "Is this mark true? Someone has been-taught?"

　　 With the dim green light from the Dark Mark, Harry saw Dumbledore holding his chest with that charred hand.

　　 "Go and wake Severus,"

　　 Dumbledore said weakly but very clearly: "Tell him what happened and tell him to come and see me quickly.

　　 Other than that, don’t do anything, don’t talk to anyone, and don’t take off your invisibility cloak.

　　 I am waiting here. "

　　 "But—"

　　 "You swear to obey me.

　　 Harry—Go! "

　　 Harry hurried to the door of the spiral staircase, but as soon as he grasped the iron knocker, he heard running footsteps on the other side of the door.

　　 He turned his face to look at Dumbledore, who motioned to him to step back.

　　 Harry stepped back and drew out his wand.

　　 The door was suddenly knocked open, and a person broke in and shouted, "Except your weapons!"

　　 Harry's body suddenly became very stiff, he felt himself staggering back to the wall of the tower, standing there like a statue, unable to move or speak.

　　 He doesn't understand what's going on. "Weapon except you" is not a frozen spell, right?

　　 At this time, with the green light marked by the Dark Demon, he saw Dumbledore's wand drew an arc in the air and flew out of the wall. He understood...

　　 Dumbledore immobilized Harry with a silent spell, and the one second he spent chanting the spell made him lose the opportunity to protect himself.

　　 Dumbledore stood with his back against the wall, his face pale, but he still did not show the slightest panic or worry.

　　 He just looked at the man who removed his weapon and said, "Good evening, Draco."

　　 Malfoy pushed forward a few steps, and quickly looked around, to see if there were anyone else besides him and Dumbledore.

　　 His eyes fell on the second broomstick.

　　 "Who else is here?"

　　 "I was just about to ask you this question, are you acting alone?"

　　Under the green light of the Dark Mark, Harry saw Malfoy's light eyes staring at Dumbledore again.

　　 "No," he said, "Someone supported me, and Death Eaters broke into your school tonight."

"very good,"

　　 Dumbledore said, as if Malfoy showed him an ambitious homework plan.

　　 "It's really good, you figured out a way to put them in, didn't you?"

　　 "That's right," Malfoy's breathing was a little fast: "It's right under your nose, you haven't noticed it!"

　　 "How clever, but... take the liberty to ask... where are they right now?

　　 You seem to be... isolated and helpless. "

　　 "They ran into some of your guards and were fighting underneath.

　　 It won’t be too long...I’ll come up by myself first.

　　I—I want to finish a job. "

　　 "Okay, then you can do it, my dear child."

　　 silence.

　　 Harry was imprisoned under his invisibility cloak, unable to move.

　　 He looked at the two people in front of him, and listened intently to the fighting of the Death Eaters in the distance.

　　 In front of him, Draco Malfoy just stared at Albus Dumbledore blankly, and Dumbledore smiled unbelievably.

　　 "Draco, Draco, you are not a murderer."

"how do you know?"

　　 He also seems to realize how naive this sentence sounds.

　　Under the green light marked by the Dark Demon, Harry saw his face blush.

　　 "You don't know my abilities," Malfoy said, his tone becoming fierce: "You don't know what I did!"

　　 "Oh, of course I know."

　　 Dumbledore said kindly, "You almost killed Katie Bell and Ron Weasley.

　　 Throughout this year you have been thinking of ways to kill me, and you can’t wait more and more.

　　 Forgive me for saying that, Draco, but your approach is lame...

　　 To be honest, it’s really lame, I really doubt whether you have done it with your heart..."

　　 "Of course I did my heart!"

　　 Malfoy said excitedly: "I have been working on this all year, tonight—"

　　 Harry heard a dull cry from somewhere in the castle below.

　　 Malfoy froze, turning his head and looking behind him.

　　 "Someone is struggling to resist."

　　 Dumbledore said in an easygoing manner: "You just said... By the way, you said that you finally succeeded in getting the Death Eaters into my school.

　　 I admit, I thought it was impossible... How did you do it? "

　　 But Malfoy didn't answer. He was still listening to the movement below, and seemed to be frozen like Harry, unable to move.

　　 "Maybe you should do the work alone."

　　 Dumbledore gave him an idea: "What if your backup is defeated by my guards?

　　 I am afraid you have also discovered that there are members of the Order of the Phoenix here tonight.

　　You don’t need help anyway...

　　 I don’t have a magic wand at the moment... I can’t protect myself. "

　　 Malfoy just stared at him blankly.

　　 "I see," Dumbledore said to Malfoy gently, seeing Malfoy neither moving nor talking, "You are so scared, you won't dare to do anything until they come up."

　　 "I'm not afraid!"

　　 Malfoy yelled fiercely, but he still did not hurt Dumbledore: "You should be the one who is scared!"

　　 "But why?

　　 I don't think you will kill me, Draco.

　　 Killing is not as simple as most people think...

　　 Okay, just take advantage of the time we are waiting for your friends, tell me...

　　 How did you sneak them in?

　　 It seems that it took you a long time to come up with this method. "

　　 Malfoy seemed to be desperately restraining himself from yelling or vomiting.

　　 He swallowed, took a few deep breaths, glared at Dumbledore, his wand pointed at Dumbledore's chest.

　　 Then, he seemed to say involuntarily: "I have to repair the broken vanishing cabinet that hasn't been used for many years.

　　 is the cabinet where Montagu was locked in last year and couldn't get out. "

"what-"

　　 Dumbledore sighed like a groan. He closed his eyes for a while.

　　 "A clever idea... I remember there are two cabinets, don't you?"

　　 "The other is in the Borgin-Bock store," Malfoy said, "They built a passage between the two cabinets.

Monta told me that when he was locked in the Hogwarts cabinet, he could not move his whole body, but sometimes he could hear the movement in the school, and sometimes he could hear what was happening in the store, as if the cabinet was between these two. The place is running around, but no one can hear his voice...

　　 In the end, he finally escaped through Apparition, even though he failed the exam.

　　 His apparition appeared and almost killed him.

Everyone thought this was a very interesting story, only I realized the meaning of it-even Bojin didn't know-only I realized that as long as I fix the broken cabinet, I can enter Hogg through the two vanishing cabinets. Watts. "

　　 "Very good,"

　　 Dumbledore murmured, "So that Death Eaters can enter the school from the Bogin-Bock store to help you...

　　A clever plan, a very clever plan...

　　 And, as you said, right under my nose..."

　　 "Yes," Malfoy said, strangely that he seemed to get courage and comfort from Dumbledore's praise: "Yes, that's it!"

　　 "But sometimes," Dumbledore continued, "you can't be sure if you can fix the cabinet, can you?

　　 At this time, you took some awkward, ill-considered measures, such as giving me a necklace that was enchanted, but it would definitely fall into the hands of others...

　　 and poisoning mead, in fact, the possibility of me drinking that wine is very slim..."

　　 "Yes, but you still don't know who planned these things, do you?"

Malfoy sneered. Dumbledore's body slid down against the wall. It was obvious that his legs and feet had no strength. The speechless Harry struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the curse that bound him, but nothing. no result.

　　 "Actually I knew it a long time ago." Dumbledore said, "I believe you did it."

　　 "Then why don't you stop me?"

　　 "I tried, Draco.

　　Professor Snape obeyed my orders and has been monitoring you—"

　　 "He didn't follow your instructions, he promised my mother—"

　　 "Of course he would tell you that, Draco, but—"

　　 "He's a double agent, you stupid old man, he didn't work for you at all, you are still kept in the dark!"

　　 "Let us disagree with each other, Draco, I happen to trust Professor Snape a lot—"

　　 "You are losing control of him!"

　　 Malfoy sneered, "He keeps asking to help me—

　　 I want to take credit for what I have done—I want to intervene and do something—

'what are you doing? Did you make that necklace? It’s so stupid, it will expose everything—’

　　 But I didn't tell him what I was doing in the responsive room. When he woke up early tomorrow morning, things were done. He would never be the darling of the Dark Lord anymore. He was nothing compared to me, nothing! "

　　 "How comforting."

　　 Dumbledore said gently: "We all hope that our hard work will be appreciated by others. It goes without saying...

　　 But you must have an accomplice... There is someone in Hogsmeade, and you can give Katie the one—that—ah..."

　　 Dumbledore closed his eyes again and nodded slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

　　 "Needless to say... Rosmerta, how long has she been under the Imperius Curse?"

　　 "You finally figured it out, didn't you?"

　　 Another shout came from below, louder than the previous one.

　　 Malfoy turned his head uneasily again, then looked back at Dumbledore.

　　 Dumbledore continued: "Because poor Rosemerta had to hide in her own toilet, and gave that necklace to any Hogwarts student who went to the toilet alone?

　　 And the bottle of mead that was poisoned...

　　Of course, Rosmerta can add poison to that bottle of wine for you, and then sell it to Slughorn, thinking it will be given to me as a Christmas present...

　　 very clever...

　　 Poor Filch never thought of checking the wine sold by Mrs. Rosmerta...

　　 Then tell me, how did you contact Rosmerta?

　　 We must strictly check all communications in and out of the school. "

　　 "Magic coin," Malfoy said, and he seemed to have to keep talking down, his hand holding the wand trembling violently: "I have a coin, and she also has one, I can pass a message to her—"

　　 "Is that the secret contact method used by the group that claimed to be'Dumbledore's Army' last year?"

　　 Dumbledore’s voice was easy-going and kind, but Harry slipped another inch against the wall when he saw him talking.

　　 "Yes, I learned from them."

　　 Malfoy grinned and said, "The idea of poisoning mead was heard from Granger Mudblood. I heard her in the library saying that Filch could not recognize the potion..."

　　 "Please don't use that insulting word in front of me."

　　 Malfoy let out a terrible laugh.

　　 "Seeing that I am about to take your life, do you still care if I say a ‘mudblood’?"

　　 "Yes, I care very much."

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　　 Dumbledore said, Harry saw his feet slip on the ground at this time, and he tried hard to keep him from collapsing: "As for you to kill me, Draco, several minutes have passed.

　　 There is no one else around, I am unarmed now, you would never dream of having such a good opportunity, but you still didn’t do it..."

　　 Malfoy's lips twisted involuntarily, as if tasting something very bitter.

　　 "Tell me about tonight," Dumbledore continued, "I still don't understand... you know I left school?

　　 Of course, Rosmerta saw me leaving, I think she must have told you the news with your clever coins..."

　　 "Yes," Malfoy said, "but she said you just went for a drink and will be back soon..."

　　 "Yeah, I did go for a drink...now I'm back...reluctantly back," Dumbledore muttered softly, "So you decided to set me a trap?"

　　 "We decided to hang the Black Demon mark above the tower, forcing you to rush back to see who was killed. This method really worked!"

　　 "Oh...not necessarily..." Dumbledore said, "So, can I understand it like this: No one has been killed yet?"

　　 "A person died,"

Malfoy said, his voice suddenly rose by an octave: "One of your people... I don't know who it is, it's too dark... I stepped over the corpse... I should be here waiting for you to come back. Blame you people from the Order of the Phoenix for stepping out of the way..."

　　 "Yes, that's it."

　　 There was another collision and people shouting below, louder than before, and it seemed that someone was fighting on the spiral staircase leading to Dumbledore, Malfoy, and Harry.

　　 Harry's heart was beating wildly in his invisible chest, but no one could hear...a person died... Malfoy stepped over the corpse... who could it be?

　　 "There is not much time left," Dumbledore said. "Where to go, Draco, let's discuss your options."

"my choice!"

　　 Malfoy said loudly, "I'm standing here with my wand—I want to kill you—"

　　 "Dear boy, let's stop acting.

　　 If you really want to kill me, you will do it after removing my weapon just now, instead of stopping to talk about these measures and methods happily with me. "

"I do not have choice!"

　　 Malfoy's face suddenly became as pale as Dumbledore's:

　　 "I have to do it!

　　 He will kill me!

　　 He will kill my whole family! "

　　 "I understand your situation," Dumbledore said, "Otherwise why haven't I met you before?

　　 I knew that if Voldemort found out that I was suspicious of you, you would be assassinated. "

　　 Malfoy twitched in fear when he heard the name.

　　 "I know that you accepted the mission, but I dare not talk about it with you, for fear that he will use the chanting spell on you.

　　 Dumbledore continued: "Now we can finally speak openly...

　　 You did not cause any damage, did not hurt anyone, you are really lucky, those who were accidentally injured by you have survived...

　　 I can help you, Draco. "

　　 "No, it's impossible,"

　　 Malfoy's hand holding the wand trembled very badly: "No one is possible. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com He told me to do this, or he would kill me. I have no choice."

　　"Stand on the right path, Draco,

　　 We can hide you in an absolutely safe place, safer than you can imagine.

　　 Besides, I can send members of the Order of the Phoenix to hide your mother tonight.

　　Your father is not in danger in Azkaban...

　　We will also protect him then,

　　 Stand on the right path, Draco...you are not a murderer..."

　　 Malfoy looked at Dumbledore blankly.

　　 "But I've walked this far, haven't I?"

　　 He spoke very slowly: "They thought I would die without waiting for the accomplishment, but I'm still alive...

　　 And you are controlled by me... Now it’s me who holds the wand...

　　 You are at my mercy..."

　　 "No, Draco," Dumbledore said quietly, "Now you are at my mercy, not at my mercy."