The Rise of Malfoy at Hogwarts

"Finally you can let go of your hands and feet to fight." Xie Lin rubbed the wrist holding the wand and sighed softly.

"Wind whirlwind!" Xie Lin quickly waved his wand, several air currents breed in all directions of Xie Lin at the same time. The direction swept away.

"I'll let you hide!" Xie Lin sneered. At the same time, four **** of light appeared behind him. They were red, blue, yellow, and green, shining brightly within ten feet of him. .

The bushes were torn down one by one by the tornado, and a black shadow jumped out of the bushes extremely quickly, only to hear him shout "Avada So!", a green light struck Schelling, apparently he had decided to hurt him. Killer.

With a vigorous wave of Schelling's wand, the two big oak trees were uprooted and staggered in front of Schelling, blocking the attack of the Killing Curse.

"The wind whirls!" Schelling drew a small circle with his wand, and again used the whirlwind curse to make another wave of attacks. A gust of wind with a loud whistling blasted the two fallen oak trees. The leaves are all rolled up, and the leaves are shining with a sharp luster, shooting towards the dark shadow with the strong wind.

The flying leaves all over the sky sounded like a scoff of a knife cutting the air, and the black shadow could not dodge, was cut by a few flying leaves, and sprinkled blood on the ground.

At the same time, Sombra showed his true colors.

This is probably a young man in his early thirties, but he doesn't have any youthful vigor on his body, but is dull, and even the corners of his eyes have begun to appear wrinkles. His facial features are very similar to Mr. Crouch, but his complexion is abnormally pale, almost like the vampire Schelling saw in Transylvania’s castle. His face is slightly freckled, and his light blond hair is messy.

"Batti Crouch Jr.," Schelling whispered the other's name, "Are you here to kill your father?"

Little Batty was stunned when he heard his name, but he suddenly lost control when he heard the following sentence, "He is not my father! I don't have such a father!" His eyes shot full of hatred, as if saying something. It is not his blood relatives at all, but his murderous father and enemy.

"Since I was young, it was he who taught me the nobility of pure blood and the glory of the family..." He gritted his teeth and said, "But when something went wrong, he couldn't wait to live without my son. When he was in the courtroom, his indifferent eyes explained After all, he can't wait to send me to Azkaban!"

"Very well," Schelling nodded. "He's still useful to me. If you want to kill him, do it as soon as possible. Just remind you, Dumbledore is coming soon."

"I can't beat you." Little Barty said coldly: "But I will ask you now, are you going to get in the way of the master's plan?"

"Master?" Xie Lin gave a playful smile, "Can I ask, which master are you talking about?"

Little Batty's face suddenly changed color, and he shouted coldly: "You, what do you know!"

Schelling is best at catching the moment when the enemy loses his senses, and this time is no exception.

At the moment when Batty lost his senses, one of the ball of light behind Xie Lin suddenly exploded, bursting out a dazzling glare, and at the moment when Batty subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, a silent stun hit. The curse quietly hit Little Batty, who became stiff and fell straight back.

Schelling quickly put Crouch and his son in the suitcase space, and then gave himself an invisible phantom curse. To be on the safe side, he also activated the invisibility and hiding function of the Supreme Wizard's robe, so he was careful only after making sure that nothing went wrong. Hiding in the bushes.

When Dumbledore and Harry arrived, only traces of the fierce battle were left in this devastated clearing, but everyone was gone.

Dumbledore's eyebrows were tightly furrowed. He took out his wand and waved it lightly. He said, "The trail is visible." A large amount of golden powder erupted from the tip of the wand, spinning around Dumbledore. In the entire clearing area, two different golden footprints appeared on the ground, as well as the traces of an Avadaso Mantra and two Wind Whirlpool Curses.

Dumbledore squatted down, checking his footprints and magic marks. He checked very carefully, the length, depth, and angle of the footprints were not overlooked, and the same was true for the traces of magic.

"Professor, can you see what happened here? How was Malfoy?" Harry looked at Dumbledore, who was silent, and couldn't help but break his silence and asked. Harry must admit that he doesn't like the superior and hypocritical Malfoy, but after all Schelling broke up to cover him, and Harry is essentially a simple and kind character. He really doesn't want Schelling to encounter anything. Unlucky.

"Malfoy is okay. The only life-killing spell cast here has no trace of hitting the target." Dumbledore's blue pupils shone inexplicably, "This shows that no matter who Malfoy is fighting against, both No one died in the end. My inference is that Malfoy should have succeeded in repelling the attacker."

"Malfoy..." Harry bit his lip with a complicated expression, and finally couldn't help but asked, "Professor, is Malfoy really that strong?"

At Hogwarts, everyone regards Schelling as an object of worship, including his best friend Hermione, which makes him a little uncomfortable—have everyone forgotten that in order to save the world, I sacrificed my parents? In the first grade, it was me that prevented the mysterious man from taking the Philosopher’s Stone and resurrecting it?

"Harry," Dumbledore looked at Harry with scrutiny eyes, "He is different from you. He is born with power that no one else has. But Harry, I think you also understand that everyone is unique. You are not inferior to him. In fact, I think you are completely stronger than him in some places. What you need is just more tempering."

"Let's go! Let's go back to the castle first, I guess Mr. Malfoy is already waiting for me in my office."

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After the two left, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Schelling recruited Dobby with his mind, and then returned to the dormitory of the castle by means of apparition, and then walked slowly to the principal's office.

Xie Lin had just approached the stone Wing Demon statue in the headmaster's office. The stone Wing Demon had already jumped aside and let Xie Lin pass.

In the principal's office, Dumbledore sat behind his desk, looking at Schelling sharply. He didn't take care of Schelling, it was only because he knew that this would not be effective. When Schelling was in the first grade, he demonstrated decent Occlumency, and at the Christmas ball, he showed an amazingly tough mental power, able to defend well under Miss Monroe's offensive.

It can be said that unless Schelling volunteered, no one in this world could read his memories and thoughts.

"Schelling, should you tell me what happened?" Dumbledore's voice couldn't hear the joy or anger, but it could cause Schelling an invisible tremendous pressure.

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