HP: Slytherin disguise

Malfoy Manor.

In the dark night.

Several huddled peacocks suddenly raised their heads.

Looked around warily.

At last.

Turn your heads not far away.

next second.

They all scattered and ran to different places.

After confirming safety.

Then he stopped and looked back in shock, seeing that staggering and embarrassed figure running into the main hall.

It was brightly lit inside.

There was nothing uninhabited about it.

As Draco collapsed onto the couch.

Constantly coughing up blood.

heard movement.

Someone ran down the stairs briskly.

"Little Dragon Dragon~"

"I knew you would come back today."

"Master has been to the Ministry of Magic."

"He is very satisfied with your recent performance."

"Little dragon..."

The steps stopped.

Bella stopped where she was, the smile on her face gradually disappearing.

"aunt…"

"I... hurt so much..."

"It hurts..."

He covered his neck slightly, and there was something throbbing there. It spread from his back, with tearing and heart-wrenching pain.

There seems to be something.

Want to rush out...

The long blood-stained hair was scattered, and Draco's whole body ached.

It made him feel like he was in a trance.

It seems as if I have left the world.

Stand in another place.

Use a third perspective to look at yourself in pain.

"Who! Who did it! Ah..."

"My little dragon!"

"Ahhh!"

"Little dragon..."

Bella yelled in disbelief, with a slightly distorted expression on her face, and rushed over screaming.

He raised his hand to hold Draco pale.

A face stained with blood.

Blood was still overflowing from the corners of her mouth and flowing on her hands.

She wanted to wipe it clean with her hands.

But to no avail.

I could only keep wiping and stroking Draco's face.

Want comfort.

The smell of blood quickly spread.

Draco endured the sting and opened his gray-blue eyes slightly.

"Where are father and mother..."

"I want a father and a mother..."

Whimpering, Draco seemed to be in a trance.

He couldn't remember what he had done.

Don't remember either.

What world is this.

It's a previous life.

It’s still the life of rebirth.

But he.

I just want to see my father and mother.

He is so scared...

Something wants to drag him into the abyss and become one with it...

[Feel sorry…]

[...Sorry...I can't stop it...]

[It is already dissipating...]

[…forget…]

Inside the shirt.

Totems of magical beasts slowly lose their color.

Finally, it completely submerged into the fair skin.

Only on the back of the neck.

A thin blood-colored thread was left in the hair.

The thin line flickered on and off for a while.

It became completely dark.

Turns dark red…

"them…"

Bella was stunned.

Somewhat at a loss.

She didn't know where Lucius and Narcissa were...

Raising her hand, Bella chose to use magic to heal Draco's wounds first.

What she didn't expect was.

That wound.

I don't know when it was healed.

But just now...

"Why the mistake..."

"How stupid!"

Draco suddenly opened his eyes, and endless killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He sat up.

He pushed Bella away who was in the way.

Push her to the ground.

Then get up.

He walked outside the main hall and stood on the steps.

Looking out at the dark night.

The wind blew his long hair, and also blew away the violence and madness on his face.

Draco raised his hand.

He stroked the back of his neck.

"Old guy, you will pay the price for your actions!"

The delicate face turned cold instantly.

The pain just now almost made him wander, forgetting who he was, what he should do, and where he was.

Don't think about it.

Definitely? Dragon…

Wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

Draco then turned around.

He and Bella met their eyes.

"aunt…"

Draco walked over and was about to throw himself into her arms.

But not close yet.

Then Bella pressed her wand against her chin.

Lift upward slightly.

"Aunt, I feel uncomfortable..."

Frowning slightly, Draco looked at her pitifully with a sad look on his fair face.

He had just suddenly regained consciousness.

Some stress and excitement.

That's why I couldn't control myself and pushed Bella away.

"I forgive you this time, my little dragon~"

"Let Aunt give me a hug~"

"It won't feel uncomfortable after a while."

Bella's gloomy face suddenly burst into a smile.

Just move the wand away.

Holding Draco in his arms.

"Tell me who it is..."

Bella whispered into Draco's ear.

His face showed.

A crazy and cruel expression.

She would make that person pay with her life, even at all costs...

It's best to hold the wand hand.

Cut it down.

To his little dragon dragon.

As a consolation…

"I won't tell you~"

"I want to kill him with my own hands~"

Draco's eyes darkened slightly.

He wanted to use a coquettish tone to dismiss Bella's questioning.

next second.

He was pushed down on the sofa by Bella.

Then he pressed directly on it.

Raising her hand, she stroked his face carefully.

Draco laughed.

Close your eyes.

"When did Voldemort go to the Ministry of Magic?"

He raised his head, exposing his fair, fragile neck.

So exposed.

In front of Bella's eyes.

It also made Bella directly ignore his direct address to that person.

"Just today."

His fingertips traced the slender neck.

Bella laughed strangely.

"He's been to the Department of Mysteries, hasn't he?"

"That's the master's purpose. He already misses Potter and wants to see him immediately."

"But it's a pity."

"Even the master can't find the prophecy ball. Only Potter can get it."

"What are the other Death Eaters doing?"

"They're just a bunch of trash, don't pay attention to what they do."

"Too…"

……

next morning.

Hogwarts.

Looking out at a large expanse of scorched grass.

Several professors sighed.

Snape disappeared, Draco left.

Let Professor McGonagall take a few people.

All fell into uneasiness.

The scariest thing is.

Those people from the Ministry of Magic have changed again.

Came this time.

They're all Aurors!

Aurors are the representatives of the Ministry of Magic.

The meaning is self-evident.

Turn around and enter the foyer.

Looking at the students in the auditorium, they were languid, with fear and uneasiness still remaining on their faces.

The staff just felt heartbroken.

And Professor Flitwick.

It's real pain.

He doesn't quite understand why he is always the one who gets hurt...

Now I can indeed get out of the hospital bed.

Just an arm.

At the moment, a bandage is tied around his neck.

Make him look.

Extremely funny.

Although they are all very uneasy.

But Professor McGonagall still led everyone into the auditorium.

Then he took turns to comfort the students.

Children are mentally fragile.

Must be looked after at all times.

Make sure not to leave too much shadow…

Sit at the guest of honor seat.

Several people were discussing whether Draco would return to Hogwarts in the next few days.

After all, no one knows.

What happened last night.

Why Snape.

Never came back…

But few people know it.

The Draco they were talking about had walked through the front door of Hogwarts...