Hogwarts Homecoming

"Why are you here, Draco?"

Behind a dozen Death Eaters, a man also wearing a cloak and a hood yelled. Everyone can hear the strong and inner emotions in his voice!

Needless to say, it was Lucius Malfoy.

Draco's appearance in the Prophecy Hall obviously confused him. Not to mention him, even the Death Eaters who were traveling with him were also confused.

Although the Death Eaters' wands were still pointing at Harry and the others, they involuntarily turned their heads and looked towards the other end of the ninety-seventh row of shelves.

"Draco, you and Potter are in the same group!"

asked another Death Eater. It was a woman, and there was murderous intent in her voice.

"I am on a mission from the Dark Lord -"

The woman questioning him was Bellatrix, a crazy Death Eater that even his parents didn't want to mess with.

Draco quickly defended himself, hastily raising the vine staff in his hand as proof.

hiss.

Looking at the staff that radiated mysterious meaning in the dim light, many Death Eaters gasped and looked at each other in silence.

"But this staff. The Dark Lord asked you to steal this staff!"

Malfoy was stunned for a moment, and then an unspeakable anger swelled from the bottom of his heart, almost burning away his sanity.

The Dark Lord asked Draco to steal the staff from Amosta Brain!

This is asking his son to die!

"When did it happen to you?"

Even Harry could hear the gritted teeth in Lucius Malfoy's words!

"It's summer vacation!"

Draco was not stupid enough to call out his father directly, but the long-term pressure finally became unbearable at this moment.

His hoarse, sharp voice was like two rusty saws trying to cut each other off, and his gray eyes burst into tears of despair,

"He found me and said that my father had made a big mistake. He would forgive me only if he got the staff. Otherwise - kill him."

Lucius was stunned as if struck by lightning.

Harry's lips moved, looking at the sobbing Malfoy on the other side, not knowing what to say.

"What mistake have you made, Lucius?"

One of the dozen Death Eaters asked with interest.

"Shut up, Rookwood, it has nothing to do with you!"

Lucius growled, and revealed the man's name with his backhand.

"Well done, Draco."

Bellatrix became visibly happy;

"You stole this staff from under the nose of idiot Blaine. You have completed a difficult task and I dare say that the Dark Lord will definitely reward you!"

"Shut up too, Bellatrix!"

Lucius yelled again, and then he looked at his silent son, his eyes under the hood were gleaming with red threads,

"Then why are you here!"

"I sent him a message"

Every syllable of Draco's words was mixed with a thick cry,

"I got the staff a few days ago and asked him to take it. He said that if one day Professor Blaine and Dumbledore leave Hogwarts, just come here and he will arrange everything. Someone will pick me up. ——”

"We're just here to pick you up, Draco!"

Bellatrix looked proud. She walked towards Draco and said happily,

"Give me the staff and I will present it to the great Dark Lord!"

Before Draco could even make up his mind, Lucius shouted,

"Don't give it to anyone!"

Lucius's roar caused uneasiness and dissatisfaction among the Death Eaters. After all, it would not be fun if it attracted the attention of the personnel on duty!

But Lucius was unaware of the booing looks from his colleagues. He strode forward and grabbed Bellatrix, who was eagerly going to get the staff.

"Don't even think about taking away Draco's credit. Bellatrix's staff is in your hand, and no one can give it to you!"

A frightened Draco nodded as Bellatrix hissed angrily.

"Harry--"

Just as Harry was listening in rapt attention, Hermione beside her suddenly touched his wrist in a low voice. Before he could recover, the prophecy ball in his hand was taken away by Hermione.

"you"

Harry's brows raised, but Hermione handed him another crystal ball at this time.

this.

Taking advantage of Lucius Malfoy's anger, Harry quickly looked back. Several friends behind him each held a prophecy ball in their hands. Fred winked at him and moved him to take it. Broomstick hand.

"Mark my words, don't give the staff to anyone. Except on the Dark Lord's command!"

Lucius said to Draco bitterly, then turned around, angrily pushed Rookwood and MacNeil away, and came to face Harry and others.

Looking at the few little wizards who couldn't help but look nervous, Lucius clenched his back teeth!

What the hell is Blaine doing?

He and Dumbledore didn't know that the Dark Lord was coveting the prophecy ball, but they still let Potter and his group of idiot friends deliver it to their door.

Even if Draco was caught by him in the process of stealing the staff, it actually didn't matter, but he actually let Draco steal the staff and so on!

Lucius, who was about to give an order, suddenly turned around and looked at Draco with squinted eyes.

"How did you get the staff, without Draco Blaine keeping it well guarded?"

"Professor Brain locked it in the cupboard in his office--"

Draco didn't expect that his father would be concerned about such an issue at this time. After being stunned for two seconds, he answered tremblingly,

"While he was away, I opened his office with a dagger that could break the protective magic, drank some Felixir, and escaped from Hogwarts."

Harry gritted his teeth.

No wonder Malfoy ran so smoothly tonight!

"What dagger? Where did you get it?"

"It was given to Potter by Sirius Black. I accidentally heard Potter talking about this dagger."

Some Death Eaters sighed.

"Where is the dagger?"

Lucius asked sharply, and then he moved his wand and summoned the dagger Draco took out of his pocket.

Under the dim blue light, Malfoy looked at the dagger. The Death Eaters were also very interested in the dagger that could open the defense of Blaine's office, and Bellatrix even laughed with schadenfreude.

After staring deeply at the dagger for a few times, Lucius took a few breaths, and the anger in his heart swelled even more.

Bang--

He threw the dagger aside like it was trash and looked at Harry gloomily,

"Hand over the prophecy ball, Potter, so that you can avoid the physical pain."

"The prophecy ball is coming!"

Bellatrix suddenly yelled, and Harry, who was annoyed because Lucius Malfoy threw away the dagger Sirius gave him, didn't react in time. The prophecy ball in his hand flew out with a whoosh, into the hands of Bellatrix.

"ha"

Bellatrix's shrill laughter froze as soon as it came out, because Hermione stood up from Harry's side, also holding a prophecy ball in her hand. Ron, Ginny, Neville, the twins and Elu Well, they all silently raised the prophecy ball in their hands.

"You can guess which one is true."

Harry heard Hermione's breathing quicken, but she still said this in a steady voice.

"You little bastards!"

Bellatrix bared her teeth and stared out from the slits of her hood with a pair of crazy eyes.

"You guys are quite good at playing!"

"little bastard"

Harry said coldly

"Did you know that your master is also a bastard? His father is a Muggle and his mother is a witch. Oh, maybe he didn't tell you that his real name is actually Tom Riddle."

"Dizzy--"

A beam of red light shot out from the tip of Bellatrix's wand, and the other Death Eaters also swung their wands.

But Malfoy redirected the stun spell and hit a shelf a few feet to Harry's left, causing several glass balls to fall and shatter.

Two ghostly figures floated out from the glass fragments, entangled in the dark air, whispering, and finally dispersed like mist. Harry was stunned again. This thing reminded him of the scene of Voldemort's resurrection. , the mark that emerged from Voldemort's wand to help them escape and buy time, and the mark of the person killed by that wand -

"Don't attack, we need the prophecy ball!"

Lucius Malfoy shouted excitedly at the top of his lungs, but when he faced Harry, he had a dull expression.

"You can see the situation clearly, Potter. At least the Dark Lord thinks you are not stupid enough to hand over the prophecy ball. You will not be hurt."

"Yeah--"

The voice that had been torturing his sanity in Harry's mind all night disappeared completely, and his thoughts became clearer and clearer.

Facing Malfoy's promise, Harry sneered,

"Why don't you tell me first, how can Voldemort know with certainty that I will definitely come here tonight?"