HP Magic Biography

I can't...I have to... Malfoy repeated palely, He's going to kill our whole family, Dark Lord...

Malfoy said in some pain, suddenly, Harry felt that Malfoy was a little pitiful.

In any case, Malfoy didn't actually kill him, in Myrtle's bathroom, Malfoy just knocked him to the ground and gave him long enough to react.

It was only later that Harry figured out that Malfoy might not have intended to put the spell down at the time, otherwise, Malfoy couldn't have stopped under such out-of-control emotions.

Harry hadn't fought Malfoy at the time, and indeed, Malfoy's fighting ability was very strong, otherwise it wouldn't have been possible...

However, getting Death Eaters into the school...Suddenly, Harry's eyes lit up.

Harry reminded Fan Lin, and there is also the Dark Mark, which seems to have been released for a long time, so the Order of the Phoenix...

I understand that your position is difficult, Dumbledore said reassuringly. So, why didn't you think about the reason why I didn't expose you before? Because I knew Voldemort would kill you if he knew that I doubted you.

Malfoy flinched a little at the name, but Dumbledore's words made him feel even more uncomfortable.

Malfoy didn't doubt what Dumbledore said, though, and didn't expose him.

Because this is Hogwarts, and the old man in front of him, Dumbledore, is the core controller of this school.

Perhaps Dumbledore didn't know that much detail, but the appearance of Harry Potter in Myrtle's bathroom also reminded Malfoy.

There is no reason why Dumbledore couldn't find out what that idiot Potter found out. This is Hogwarts, and Dumbledore is sitting in the headmaster's office, and he can communicate with all the ghost pictures as long as he wants.

Even though Snape was helping him, and he put the disappearing cabinet in the Room of Requirement to fix it early on, Malfoy didn't think it was a foolproof thing.

Fortunately, Myrtle is easy to deceive, and Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets...

Suddenly, Malfoy felt a little nauseous, and Voldemort asked him to put something in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. The bad magic circle and the weird black material made Draco feel hopeless on the verge of extinction.

Perhaps it was this thing that completely broke Draco's psychological defenses, so that Draco lost control at the most critical moment.

Draco used to admire the Dark Lord, but that was only then.

No one can remain indifferent in the face of the threat of death. Even great people, when they know that they must die, have to close their eyes to dispel the imminent destruction. What's more, Malfoy is not a great man. people.

Draco was terrified, more terrified than ever.

He was afraid of failure, Voldemort killing his whole family, but at the same time, killing Dumbledore?

This is not something he can do.

Dumbledore can die, die of a curse, die of poison, but only, Malfoy did not think that in the Hogwarts Observatory, he stood opposite Dumbledore, pointing his wand at Dumbledore's Body, even if Dumbledore had nothing in his hand.

I'm not afraid to talk to you about your mission, I know you were entrusted, and in fact he used insanity to fight you, Dumbledore continued, raising his eyelids. But now at the end of the day, we can talk honestly...no harm happened, you didn't kill anyone, but you were very lucky that your unintentional victim survived...I can help you, Draco .”

No, you can't. Malfoy said, his wand trembled violently, because of fear, it was the first time that Malfoy resisted the wand in his hand, but at the same time, he held it firmly, as if Life-saving straws, even if fragile, appear vulnerable.

Fan Lin suddenly sympathized with Malfoy.

This was Voldemort's vengeance on the Malfoys, and there was no doubt that Lucius had angered Voldemort.

years of failure,

Coupled with Lucius' inaction.

This was once Voldemort's most trusted group of people.

Regulus and Bellatrix of the Black family, plus Lucius Malfoy!

As part of Voldemort's life, the Horcruxes were divided among three of Voldemort's most trusted subordinates for safekeeping.

Of course, Regulus was an accident, and Voldemort just needed something to die for him, but because of wizards' long-standing prejudice against house-elves, Voldemort underestimated Kreacher.

His magic wasn't infallible, at least not that perfect, at least, house-elf abilities weren't counted among them.

Kreacher escaped with information about the cave, and then there was Regulus' betrayal.

This was probably the first of all Voldemort's Horcruxes to get out of control.

As for the rest of the Horcruxes, Voldemort gave Hufflepuff's gold cup to Bellatrix for safekeeping, Tom Riddle's diary, all the memory of the sixteen-year-old boy were given to the Malfoy family by Voldemort, and they were sealed off. Treasure at Malfoy Manor.

The Ravenclaw diadem... like all Hogwarts men, Voldemort kept it in Hogwarts' best hiding place.

Marvolo's ring was placed in the abandoned hut, which is probably the place Voldemort arranged most carefully except for Slytherin's locket. In the past, this also led to Dumbledore's death, not Like now, leave selectively.

Among the known Horcruxes, whether they were arranged by Voldemort himself or kept by his loyal Death Eaters, there was a problem except for Bellatrix.

It can be said that Bella is the only wizard who is so loyal to Voldemort, a female wizard

Although, this might not be too serious, it turns out that an emotional connection is the only way to guarantee loyalty.

If you betray, it must be an emotional problem.

In this way, Voldemort is really fortunate. When he was young, he had already firmly tied Bellatrix to him.

This is probably the most cost-effective investment Voldemort has ever made, instead of playing with people's hearts like he is now, and entrusting the task of killing Dumbledore to a seventeen-year-old wizard.

No one can do it, he asked me to do it, otherwise... otherwise he will kill me. I have no choice. Malfoy said sadly, this is the most standard Voldemort style.

If you're dead he can't kill you anymore. Come to the right side, Draco, we can hide you better than you think. I can also let the members of the Order of the Phoenix tonight Go to your mother and protect her as well. Your father is now... safe at Malfoy Manor... and we can protect him if need be... Come to the right side, Draco... You are not a Killer...

Malfoy stared at Dumbledore.

But it's too late now, isn't it? he said slowly, They think I'm going to die, but I'm still here... and you're under my control... I'm the only one with the wand people... you are under my control...

Fan Lin was a little speechless, but he didn't know that he was sitting incognito on the window sill of the observatory right now, and Harry...Harry must have been controlled by Dumbledore, otherwise, with this nonsense, Malfoy would have been cold by now up.

However, those Death Eaters really deserve to die, and they are also much stronger than Fan Lin imagined.

Perhaps each of them knew that Voldemort used them less and less, and if they couldn't complete some tasks, they were completely useless.

That's a red flag, especially as the Dark Lord becomes increasingly inhuman.

No, Draco, Dumbledore said quietly. It's in my control, not yours, and that's the problem now.

Malfoy didn't speak. His opening was the slightest, and his wand hand was still trembling.

Harry thought he saw the wand almost drop. But there were thunderous footsteps on the stairs, and a few seconds later Malfoy stepped aside as five men in brown robes burst through the door.

Harry still couldn't move, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the horrifying five strangers: they looked like Death Eaters who had won their battle downstairs.

A hulking-looking man gave his misaligned eyes a menacing look, then started laughing.

Dumbledore is cornered! He smiled cruelly, and then looked at a strong and short woman who seemed to be his sister, and she smiled even more happily.

Dumbledore has no wand, and Dumbledore is alone! Well done, Draco, well done! said a shrill female voice.

Good evening said calmly, as if he was welcoming the man to a tea party. To my surprise, Ms. Tarfel came over too...you are charming...in fact, I am sorry to see you from Hogwarts I was not in school when I was hereby employed.

Tarfur took off the hood, revealing her delicate face.

But in fact, this made Harry even more disturbed. He had been tortured by Tafel for a long time, and this may become a shadow in Harry's future life. This woman is no more perverted than Umbridge Where to go low.

A demon hiding behind a good face?

Thankfully, Tafel is not as offensive as Umbridge, maybe that's the difference.

Sometimes the gap between people is indeed much larger than the gap between people and dogs.

It's really an honor for me, Mr. Dumbledore, I didn't expect you to be such a funny person, but...do you think your little joke will help you when you are going to die? Tavel smiled , a fang protruding from the corner of his mouth.

Only then did Harry see the change in Tafel.

Tall, sharp teeth, slightly charming face with wine red pupils.

Tafel is also a vampire?

Joke? No, no, these are polite, Dumbledore replied.

That would be an honor to me, Mr. Dumbledore. Tarfur licked his lips, as if he was very pleased with Dumbledore's politeness.

However, not everyone is as patient as Taver!

Get rid of him, said the stranger standing closest to Harry, a large, gangly man with matted gray hair and beard, his black Death Eater robes People feel depressed and uncomfortable.

His voice was unlike anything Harry had ever heard: a disturbing voice. Harry smelled a strong mix of dirt, sweat, and easily confused blood. His dirty hands had long yellowed nails.

Is that you? Fenrir? Dumbledore asked unexpectedly.

Yes, his voice prodded the others. Good to see me, Dumbledore!

No, I can't say that I... Dumbledore frowned. Everyone present, except Tarfel and Greyback, he had taught. However, only Greyback would make Dumbledore Feel very disgusted.

A kind of resistance that is close to instinct, because the bloody smell on the werewolf is too strong.

The bloody smell kept impacting Fan Lin's senses.

He followed Malfoy all the time, so Fan Lin didn't pay attention to what these Death Eaters did.

However, it now looks like Fenrir has devoured the flesh and blood of someone in Hogwarts?

This is what the werewolf hates, vampires can still restrain their desire for blood, and werewolves, once they have tasted the taste of flesh and blood, can no longer quit.

A bunch of mindless beasts.

Fan Lin's face darkened, and he stared at Fenrir closely on the window sill.

As if sensing something, Fenrir looked around cautiously.

It's really empty here, and there is no place for anyone to hide.

Immediately, Fenrir Greyback smiled, showing his sharp teeth. Blood ran down his chin, and he licked his lips slowly, disgusted.

But you know how much I like children. Dumbledore said earnestly, his tone becoming cold.

He knew Fenrir, before Fenrir became the leader of the werewolves.

Dumbledore, I feel it now! Fenrir said intoxicatedly, and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth with his unusual tongue.

You've started attacking when the moon isn't full, right? That's very unusual... You've found that humans have such a fresh taste that once a month isn't enough?

Exactly, said Fenrir Greyback, does that scare you? Dumbledore, are you scared?

Well, I can't pretend that doesn't make me sick, said Dumbledore, and at the same time, yes, I'm a little shocked that Draco would invite you to this school where there are people, his friends, at this time. ...

I didn't, Malfoy said weakly, not looking at Fenrir Greyback, not even giving him a second glance, I didn't know he'd come…

I don't want to miss a trip to Hogwarts, Dumbledore, said Fenrir Greyback harshly, before a delicious, delicious... sound came out of his throat. He lifted his yellow fingernails, pulled his front teeth, and squinted at Dumbledore.

I could have you for dessert, Dumbledore...

No, said another male Death Eater sharply, with a heavy, brutal-looking face, we have orders, and Draco will do it.

Oh yes, we've been around long enough. Bellatrix smiled a little. Now, Draco, hurry up.

Malfoy finally showed his timidity. He looked at Dumbledore with some horror. Although he was now very pale and much weaker than usual, he had slid a lot down the supporting wall.

He's not going to live long anyway, if you ask me! said an uncoordinated looking man to her giggling sister, Look at him... what happens next? Words? Oh, useless resistance, dullness No one can save you, Dumbledore.

For a moment, several Death Eaters laughed.

The task of killing Dumbledore, which will definitely make them brag about a whole lifetime in the world of Death Eaters.

Come on, Draco, do it! Bella was impatient and began to urge Draco.

But at that instant, a voice from the chaos below shouted that they had sealed the stairs - fainting! fainted!

Harry's heart began to beat, the four of them didn't eliminate all their opponents, only the battle broke out on the top of the tower, and the voice Harry felt very familiar with.

His godfather, Sirius Black, although this godfather is not very reliable, but now, it is definitely a life-saving medicine.

Now, Draco, hurry up! the cruel man said angrily. But Malfoy's hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't even aim.

I'll do it, growled Fenrir Greyback, his teeth bared as he reached out and moved towards Dumbledore.

I said no! shouted the man with a cruel face, a flash of light, the werewolf backed away furiously, and he hit the city wall.

Harry's heart was beating so hard that he thought it impossible that no one could hear him standing here, but he was immobilized by Dumbledore's spell, and if he could move, he could shoot a spell from under the invisibility cloak...

Draco, hurry up! Or you'll step aside and let one of us... Tarfel screamed, which made her feel very uneasy that they had been chatting for too long.

But at this moment, the door leading to the barrier was knocked open again, and Snape stood there, clutching his wand tightly, scanning the scene with his black eyes, from falling to the ground. Dumbledore by the wall, to the four Death Eaters including the angry werewolf, and Malfoy.

We've got a problem, Snape, said the dumpy Death Eater, his eyes and wand directed at Dumbledore, the boy doesn't seem to be able to...

But someone else was calling Snape's name, very faintly.

Severus...

The sound frightened Harry more than anything he had experienced tonight.

For the first time, Dumbledore was pleading.

Snape said nothing. Just stepped forward, roughly pushing Malfoy aside. The three Death Eaters backed away wordlessly. Even the werewolf seemed frightened.

Snape stared at Dumbledore, disgust and hatred etched into the rough lines of his face.

Severus...please... Dumbledore said weakly, but his body seemed unable to hold on any longer.

Snape pointed his wand straight at Dumbledore.

Avada Kedavra!

A green light shot from the end of Snape's wand, hitting Dumbledore directly in the chest. Harry's terrified screams fell silent; he fell silent and had to watch Dumbledore being thrown into the air: for a moment he seemed to be hovering above the gleaming skull, then he was slowly Slowly it fell, like a rag doll, over the battlements and out of sight.