Save the world from Hogwarts

"If your memory serves me well, I think you know it was tutoring." Snape's face was gloomy.

Dumbledore smiled kindly: "If you can, can you help me keep an eye on Harry's whereabouts?"

"It's my holiday now." Snape refused without thinking.

"Oh, you have to know," Dumbledore stopped laughing and looked sad, "if Lily was still here, how worried she would be about Harry."

Snape's hands were clenched tightly at his sides, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Dumbledore: "Don't always mention to me that Lily, that little Ravenclaw troll, is also the child of damn James Potter. I Thought you knew how much I hated him.”

"I'm sorry, Sev." Dumbledore lowered his eyes, "Maybe you can give me some advice."

"What makes you have the illusion?" Snape narrowed his eyes, "Think I can give advice about Harry Potter. Well, if you really want it, I suggest you go to St. Cassia to find you in the sea. the savior.”

The Santa Cassia Sea is recognized as the most dangerous sea area in the magical world. According to statistics, there are at least [-] magical creatures in the sea that can cause death.

Snape thought he had made his meaning very clear. He stood up angrily: "Please do it yourself, Headmaster."

He went back to the cellar.

Dumbledore clasped his hands and sat on the sofa, deep in thought.After a while, he left through the fireplace.

"Good morning, Mr. Potter."

Lin Zhen opened her eyes on the bed and heard the voice of Bertie the house elf.It's really strange, how do they know when their master wakes up?

"Good morning, Bertie." Lin Zhen sat up.

"Is there anything I need Bod's service for?" Bod asked with a trembling voice, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"Not yet. If necessary, I will call you." Lin Zhen smiled cordially.

"Yes, sir." Bod saluted him, then disappeared with a pop.

The magic power of house elves seems to work differently from that of wizards.Lin Zhen looked at the place where Bod disappeared and touched her chin.

Let's study it again when we have a chance. Lin Zhen lifted the quilt and started his daily exercise.

"I hope Malfoy Manor can make you feel comfortable." Lucius Malfoy sat in the study, holding the tea cup elegantly and taking a sip of black tea.

Lin Zhen smiled: "Thank you for your hospitality."

Lucius Malfoy gently put the teacup back on the table: "Xiaolong is taking care of you at school. However, I am a little curious."

Lucius Malfoy leaned forward, approached Lin Zhen, and smiled maliciously: "The famous savior actually doesn't want to be attached to Dumbledore."

"You also said it," Lin Zhen said without changing her expression, maintaining a decent smile, "it's about dependence. Principal Dumbledore is indeed very powerful. However, I think the real savior should be more independent. No one wants to do this. Sure, isn’t it?”

"So, you want to meet with me alone to deal with Dumbledore." Lucius Malfoy's face showed a trademark smile of the nobles, "Little Dragon told me that you don't want Dumbledore to know your true strength. "

Now I finally know who Draco got that annoying and fake smile from.Lin Zhen curled her lips inwardly.

"I don't want to deal with him. Dumbledore is indeed a great wizard, but his greatness is to most people." Lin Zhen showed a sincere smile, "If Dumbledore knew my ability, I'm afraid He won’t trust me too much.”

"Oh" Lucius Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "Wouldn't he be happy to have a more powerful savior?"

"More powerful than he expected," Lin Zhen sneered, "and more difficult to control. Do you think he will be happy?"

"So you came to me for cooperation." Lucius Malfoy relaxed and leaned back in his chair. He smiled and glanced sideways at Lin Zhen: "What capital do you have to discuss cooperation with me? Although you are the savior, Malfoy only pursues profits. .The identity of the savior will not be of much use to me."

"As far as I know," Lin Zhen smiled confidently, "since Voldemort was defeated by me more than ten years ago, the life of the Malfoy family has not been what it used to be."

Lucius Malfoy looked at him lazily: "But we're still doing well."

"It's just good, right?" Lin Zhen smiled even brighter. He raised his right hand and propped his chin up to look at Lucius Malfoy, looking innocent and cunning.

"What if I could bring the Malfoy family back to its glory?" Lin Zhen narrowed her eyes slightly, like a fox.

Lucius Malfoy's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was not wavering at all. He seemed to have no interest in what Lin Zhen said: "I don't think you can do it. In my eyes, you are just a Muggle who has been around since childhood. The world has grown up, and you are just a child who has only learned to practice magic for a year. Severus values ​​you, perhaps because of your talent in potions. But you are worthless to me."

"Precisely because I am the savior." Lin Zhen said, "Just the title of savior, I think it is very useful to you. Besides, your lovely little dragon may not have told you that I have just studied for a year The magical child defeated Voldemort once again."

He stood up: "I think you don't fully understand me yet. I think our cooperation can wait until you are ready to discuss it."

He pushed open the study door and left without looking back.

"Haha" Lucius Malfoy looked at Lin Zhen's back and chuckled, "It seems like he has been underestimated."

British aristocrats are no different from Chinese families.Lin Zhen thought to herself that it was just as tiring to talk, as she couldn't express anything directly and had to test things out.Oh, there are still some differences, such as the paintings hanging on the wall.

The Jia family never hung the master's paintings in the corridors, halls, or study rooms. Those places usually hung the works of a famous calligrapher and painter.

But in Malfoy Manor, paintings were everywhere. Draco had introduced him to him when he was familiar with the manor. The characters in the paintings were all his ancestors.

Without exception, the Malfoys in the paintings all have platinum-blonde hair and gray-blue eyes. Even in the portraits, they always maintain elegant aristocratic etiquette.

There was only one painting hanging in the center of the hall, and it was blank, with nothing there.Draco said it was a picture of his grandfather, Abrasax Malfoy.But for as long as he could remember, the painting had been blank.

Blank Portrait Lin Zhen remembered that in the books he read, the principles of portraits were mentioned. There are only two situations when the canvas is blank: the person is not dead yet, or he refuses to appear.

Big families always have some inside information.Lin Zhen didn't take this to heart.He found Draco in the garden. Draco no longer maintained his proud aristocratic image, and was squatting in the flowerbed looking around.

Lin Zhen smiled, walked quietly behind him, and squatted down together.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Zhen asked quietly.

Draco was so frightened that he sat on the ground and turned pale.He patted his chest and complained: "Harry, you scared me. I was about to pluck a feather from the peacock's tail."

"Well" Lin Zhen was curious, "What are you doing with the feathers?"

Draco carefully opened the branches in front of him and whispered: "Don't you think their feathers are beautiful? I have wanted one since I was a child, but over the years, they have become more and more difficult to deal with. I don't have any feathers." It wasn’t pulled out.”

There are several peacocks in Malfoy's garden. Like their owner, their feathers are all platinum-gold. In the sunlight, dark golden lines flow on the feathers, making them look stunning.

Lin Zhen suppressed a smile and watched Draco cautiously approach the proud peacocks, and then the peacocks quickly scattered away from him with a swoop.

"Failed again." Draco let out a long sigh, "Let's go, I'll take you to the library to have a look. Dad agreed that I would take you there."

The Malfoy family library is huge, comparable to the Hogwarts library.Various books are neatly placed on the rows of bookshelves.

"Although Malfoy Manor has been searched several times by the Ministry of Magic, most of the books have been preserved." Draco said, "I really don't understand why the Ministry of Magic is holding on to us."

Lin Zhen smiled at him comfortingly: "They won't do this soon."

"Who knew," Draco complained, "the Ministry of Magic looks sanctimonious, but in fact they are vampires under the banner of justice."

They spent a pleasant afternoon in the library.

Every morning, he would spar with Draco in the training room, sometimes with Lucius Malfoy watching.

Draco would always lose to Lin Zhen.

"Why don't you even take a breath during the same training?" Draco held his knees and gasped for air.

"Because I am strengthening my body. If you are willing, get up early and exercise with me every day," Lin Zhen said.

"You have other training in the morning?" Draco looked in disbelief.

So the next morning, the house elves in Malfoy Manor would be surprised to see their little master sweating profusely, panting in an imageless manner, dragging his tired body and struggling to follow Lin Zhen. Moving.

"I'm not strong enough, Draco." Lin Zhen walked backwards and walked quickly, "Now I just run around the manor. When I was in school, I ran around the castle 10 times every morning."

Draco was so tired that his tongue was about to stick out: "You wait, I will surpass you."

Lin Zhen laughed "haha" and turned around to speed up.

Draco gritted his teeth and followed.

"Take a hot bath in half an hour, and then ask the house elf to massage your legs." Lin Zhen handed Draco over to the house elf who came up to him, and told Draco.