HP: Slytherin disguise

"My surname is Malfoy, the representative of pure blood."

"and you."

"What qualifications do you have to interfere in these matters?"

"Is it because you have a hard life?"

Draco's gray-blue eyes slowly darkened.

Under Professor Flitwick's shocked expression.

Lifted.

The wand I just took out.

Aim at him.

"You should apologize for your words."

"My dear Professor Flitwick."

Lift your chin slightly.

A disdainful smile appeared on Draco's fair face.

A wand raised in public.

Press down slightly.

"You are crazy!!!"

Professor McGonagall stepped forward and stood in front of Professor Flitwick, with a look of disbelief on his face.

And angry.

This is Hogwarts!

This is school!

This is in front of all the students!

How dare Draco raise his wand and point it at a Hogwarts professor in public!

How dare you threaten!

It's crazy!

A group of faculty members stepped forward.

Stand in front of Professor Flitwick to protect him.

of course.

There are also those who didn’t go.

Thompson was either invisible or didn't know where to go.

Umbridge quickly stepped aside.

To prevent accidental injury.

His face was filled with gloating.

Briggs and Professor Creel stood there.

There is no action.

There was silence on his face.

Some students exclaimed.

Cover your mouth.

Apparently no student could believe their eyes.

This is Hogwarts after all...

Known as.

The safest place in the wizarding world...

But now?

There were Ministry of Magic personnel around like guards, and guards at the entrance to the auditorium.

hands behind their backs.

Holding a magic wand.

If it's not a threat, then what is it?

The real panic has just begun.

they.

I can no longer suppress my fear...

"Minerva McGonagall."

"Are you planning to confront me?"

Draco didn't lower his wand.

Still holding.

But his expression has turned cold.

"I'm the Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"You have to know."

"Look at your position clearly, wouldn't you?"

He tilted his head slightly.

He raised his eyebrows disdainfully.

Professor McGonagall looked at him disappointedly and said angrily: "You are a traitor!"

"Dumbledore, I obviously trust you so much!"

"He almost thinks of you as his godson!"

"how about you?"

"What did you do to him?"

"Turn around and join the Ministry of Magic, and work with Fudge to force him away!"

"Hogwarts is his home!"

"Now."

"You're going to ruin his hard work again!"

"You have no right to say that you are the principal of Hogwarts! You have no right!"

The entire auditorium fell silent.

Some students couldn't help crying.

Almost instantly.

Most of the students felt so sad that their noses sore and they couldn't help but shed tears...

Draco's hand holding the wand tightened slightly.

He didn't reply.

Instead, he stared at Professor McGonagall.

At last.

He spoke slowly: "Are you using him to pressure me?"

"Still betting."

"The only kindness I have left?"

Professor McGonagall didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Yes.

She was indeed gambling.

Bet Draco still has some conscience.

Because she saw it.

I saw Draco's murderous intention.

In order to protect Professor Flitwick.

She had to say so.

Even if it hurts.

Even if she doesn't want to say it...

"Let him leave the auditorium."

"I won't hurt him."

Draco slowly lowered his hand and spoke indifferently.

Thompson frowned, a little disbelieving, but didn't think much about it.

The faculty and staff breathed a sigh of relief.

Back away slowly.

Professor McGonagall turned back and looked at Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick looked angry and uncomfortable.

He doesn't want to leave...

Professor McGonagall shook her head at him.

At last.

Under everyone's gaze.

He turned around slowly and walked lonely out of the auditorium.

The students bowed their heads.

Some people were already choking and sobbing softly.

Extraordinarily desolate.

Just everyone.

Everyone thought that was it.

Draco's eyes instantly turned sinister.

Raising the wand sharply...

"Go to the core!!!"

A cold voice resounded.

Screams were heard.

The students screamed and screamed in fear.

Extremely harsh.

Professor McGonagall and all the staff subconsciously turned around.

But it's too late.

Green light flew out.

It hit Professor Flitwick, who turned around after sensing the danger.

He was instantly thrown away.

Fell on the walkway.

The students on both sides subconsciously moved away.

Yelling in terror.

The lower grade students all broke down and started crying.

"Shut up!!!"

Draco's voice was irritable, and his eyes glanced at the students sinisterly.

The wand he held up became stronger and stronger.

The students in Slytherin House also looked horrified.

They all backed away.

Afraid of being affected...

Professor Flitwick was struck by the Cruciatus Curse.

The pain was excruciating.

Lying on the ground, he let out a muffled scream.

"Damn thing!"

"Damn it!"

"You lowly idiot!"

Draco slid off the table.

Holding the wand.

Walk down the steps slowly.

That delicate face was full of viciousness.

With madness.

"Draco!"

"don't want!!"

"You can't do this!!!"

Professor McGonagall shouted at him.

I have to rush forward to stop it.

"roll!!!"

Draco waved his wand sharply.

Red light flashes.

It hit Professor McGonagall directly, knocking her to the ground.

The auditorium fell into complete chaos.

The students in the fourth courtyard screamed and cried loudly.

Fear of Draco.

More and more intense.

Professor Flitwick was cast one of the three unforgivable Cruciatus Curses!

Professor McGonagall was also knocked down!

they do not know.

What to face next.

But they don't have magic wands.

before they come.

The wand was taken away!

The gloating faded from Umbridge's face.

It was replaced by fear.

She thought Draco was crazy...

Too extreme...

Draco didn't even look at the knocked out Professor McGonagall.

Go down the steps.

Slowly approaching.

The wand in his hand became stronger and stronger.

Extreme pain and torture.

Professor Flitwick could no longer suppress the pain.

Lying on the ground and struggling.

"You have to apologize for your words..."

"Dear Professor Flitwick..."

The crazy smile on Draco's face gradually widened.

In the gray-blue eyes.

Glittering with blood.

That is cruel and violent!

?Long is right.

A host that can be selected.

In the bone.

They are all extremely cruel and violent...

"Draco!"

"Please...don't do this..."

"He is your former professor..."

Professor McGonagall sounded with a sad voice.

Draco turned his head.

Staring at her coldly.

Professor McGonagall has been helped up.

A look of prayer on his face.

"Giggle cluck..."

Draco suddenly laughed.

Extremely crazy.

He glanced at Professor Flitwick on the ground, and then at Professor McGonagall.

At last.

Wave your wand.

Stopped the Cruciatus Curse and the torture of Professor Flitwick.

And Professor Flitwick.

Already passed out from the pain.

Draco turned around.

Smiling, he walked towards Professor McGonagall and others.

"OK…"

"Let's play a game."

"My dear Professor McGonagall."

"Pick up your wand."

"Attack me."

"Better kill me, otherwise..."

"I will kill him..."

Draco turned his head and pointed at random with his wand...