Hogwarts: When the live Q&A goes live

Chapter 84
But leaving like this, the two of them were really not reconciled.

"Hermione, why don't we go all over again the way we walked that day?"

He turned his head, looked at Hermione standing beside him, and suggested cautiously.

"You can try!"

After thinking for a while, Hermione agreed with Harry's train of thought.

Maybe if I re-walk the road I walked that night, I might find something different.

Naturally, Hermione raised her hands in agreement.

The two walked downstairs again. They came all the way up from that place before, and then followed all the way from the right corner. They didn't stop until the corridor on the second floor facing the passageway of the stairs.

After all, that's where Filch's cat was killed.

All the way down, both of them were against the wall.

Hermione seemed to have thought of something, and stretched out her hand to touch the wall, letting her touch and feel it from time to time while moving.

Harry looked at Hermione's actions suspiciously, and out of trust in her, he did not interfere with her actions.

When they were halfway through the distance, Hermione stopped suddenly with a thoughtful look on her face.

"What's the matter? Did you find anything?"

Harry asked nervously. He had noticed that the expression on Hermione's face was not right just now, and he knew that Hermione might have discovered something because he was familiar with her.

But he didn't make a sound, but continued to walk down very patiently.

Go all the way here!
"Harry, did that sound you heard come from the walls?"

Hermione just looked at Harry and asked thoughtfully.

"That's right, I heard that mysterious voice in the front area at that time, and then I chased it along the wall. It's okay to say that the voice came from inside the wall."

"Then I have some guesses!"

Hermione, who was just about to say her guess, shut her mouth wisely after seeing a few little wizards walking in front of the two of them, and hurriedly dragged Harry to another place.

Harry also knew in his heart that these secrets should not be known to others, so he left here with Hermione, just like when the two of them came here.

In the library, Malfoy looked at the history of magic in his hand in silence, and began to confirm the knowledge theories in his mind one by one.

He is still a little confused.

Some things don't just let go, just as Draco can't completely let go of his past, and then stand on the opposite side of his parents' ideals without pressure.

It is precisely because he understands too well that Draco is a little confused now. ,

Only then do you come to the library to read books, and you want to confirm what you have learned one by one from those historical books, and find facts to perfect the knowledge you have learned.

After closing the book in his hand, Draco looked back at the two servants who were sleeping on the table, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

Sure enough, getting these two people to read is more difficult than reaching heaven.

Shaking his head, ignoring the two of them, Draco closed the book in his hand and walked outside.

As for the two unlucky ones he left in the library.

They are not fools, there is no way they don't even know the way back.

Thinking of this, Draco smiled.

After reading that book, he has changed a lot. He is much more restrained, not as flamboyant as before.

Walked out of the library and wandered aimlessly in Hogwarts.

He didn't know where he was going except that he was going to talk to Harry about it tonight.

No purpose, no place in particular to want to go.

He didn't want to go back to the Slytherin common room either, it was there after all.

Most Slytherins have struggles on their minds.

It's all about my own ambitions and those low-handed methods.

Perhaps no one dared to do this to him, but he was also a member of a pure-blood family anyway, and he came from a relatively powerful pure-blood family.

My position limits my options to some extent.

If you want to get rid of this restriction, then the price you pay will definitely be greater than the price you imagined.

But is it really worth it?
Draco couldn't help but ask himself.

In such a dazed state, Draco who was walking in the corridor suddenly let out an ouch.

If he hadn't held on to the wall with one hand, he might have fallen to the ground.

However, the person who collided with him was not much better. He just sat down on the floor, covered his nose with one hand, and pointed at him with a wand with the other hand, with a bad expression on his face. Everyone knows what he wants to do to Draco.

Seeing someone pointing at him with a wand, Draco quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at that person.

Looking at the blue eagle badge on the left chest of the wizard robe worn by that person, one can clearly know that standing in front of him is a little Ravenclaw wizard.

Tom looked at the little boy with platinum-blond hair in front of him with a gloomy expression, and slowly put down his wand.

He has not returned the control of the body to the original owner of the body, so the main consciousness that appears is naturally based on him.

"Draco Malfoy, a member of the Malfoy family?"

He opened his mouth softly, and every word brought an unspeakable pressure.

Draco squinted his eyes, not quite understanding what the stranger in front of him meant by telling his family history when he saw him.

But after seeing him put down the wand in his hand, he put down the wand in his hand too.

"Everybody knows that I'm a Malfoy, but what about you? Who are you?"

When facing outsiders, Draco still maintained the elegance of a pure-blood family.

The habits cultivated in more than ten years of life are not so easy to be changed.

Draco took a step forward, trying to bring a little psychological tension to the man in front of him with his steps.

But at these tricks of his, Tom just smiled faintly.

After giving up the supremacy of pure blood, Tom, who is mixed with the supremacy of wizards, is still thinking about his own ideas.

He is a witness to Grindelwald's era.

I have seen Grindelwald start a war with one hand, just to let his ideal world come here.

He is also an experiencer of Dumbledore's era.

I have personally experienced Dumbledore defeating Grindelwald, using his own ideas to overthrow Grindelwald's ideas, and continuing to guard the old world pedantically.

As a witness and experiencer of the two eras, my later self also set off a dark era of fear.

Whether that's good or bad, at least I have a name in the future history of magic.

Although it's a bad name.

(End of this chapter)