HP: Slytherin disguise
Chapter 566 Evacuate the Soul Eater and resume classes
"you…"
"Don't interrupt, Flitwick."
"How can you…"
"Same to you, Sputraw."
Draco interrupted without even looking at the two people next to Professor McGonagall.
After a stalemate for a while, Professor McGonagall put away her wand.
He asked again: "What are you going to do?"
"You should say: Dear Mr. Principal, what are you going to do?"
Draco turned his head lightly.
Raise your hands to the side.
Thompson quickly smiled and was about to hand his wand to Draco.
But Briggs beat him to it.
Passed the wand out.
Taking the wand, Draco cast a spell with a loud and loud voice.
Then he walked to the open space aside.
He clearly didn't want to be surrounded.
"First let's cheer for the Slytherin House to win the Quidditch match."
While he was speaking.
A student of Slytherin House.
They all raised their heads and showed proud smiles.
There are also a small number of people who are not too happy.
But I can't hide my happiness.
The Quidditch members of the Slytherin House also held their heads high and accepted the admiring looks from around them.
The winner is entitled to enjoy the promotion...
"Secondly, there is good news."
"That is, after the assessment, you can go to Hogsmeade Village."
Draco's tone was calm.
But the content made the students look uneasy.
They all opened their eyes in surprise.
Chatting with friends.
It was somewhat unbelievable that Draco would suddenly allow them to go to Hogsmeade Village for vacation after the assessment.
after all.
They haven't left school for almost a semester.
Low cheers came and went.
The students had almost forgotten what kind of person Draco was.
Even gave birth.
A shallow 'the principal is so nice' mentality.
But then it was forgotten.
Because fear still remains in their hearts.
"In order to relax during the assessment, I will evacuate the Soul Eater."
"From now on, everyone no longer needs to be afraid of the existence of the Soul Eater."
He clapped his hands.
Those hovering soul-eating monsters were under everyone's gaze.
Flying out of Hogwarts.
Disappear into the distance.
"Classes will resume in the afternoon."
After finishing speaking.
Draco pulled away in a loud voice.
It seemed as if he couldn't feel the complex and vigilant eyes of the faculty.
walk over.
Returned the wand to Briggs.
Briggs pursed his lips and lowered his head to receive the wand, not daring to look directly at Draco.
He took the still warm wand.
Hold it tightly and feel the remaining warmth with your palms.
The fingertips caressed unconsciously.
His hands were shaking for no reason.
That bowed head.
It seems that he is embarrassed by his sinister behavior like a sewer rat...
But no one noticed.
Even Thompson beside him couldn't find it.
After all, he was used to Briggs being taciturn, and there was Creel who didn't like to talk even more and rarely talked.
Let him walk in the middle and it will be particularly cool.
it's fine.
Thompson likes to say.
The two of them remained silent, and he just pretended to be listening to what he had to say.
On leaving.
Draco swept coldly with his peripheral vision, surrounding Ron, and Fred and George were outputting...
The students left one after another with genuine surprise.
Start running recklessly.
Chase and slapstick.
I finally dared to look up at the blue sky.
In contrast to the happiness of the students, the teachers and staff had the opposite mood.
But I couldn't say anything.
Since it was now class time, I had to go back to the castle and let the students go to the classroom.
Draco walked slowly on the grass.
A few meters behind him.
Three people followed Thompson.
Stopping, Draco put one knee on the ground, dug his white fingertips into the grass, and pinched off a blooming white flower.
Put it in front of your eyes and watch.
As the three approached, they all stopped.
Looking down at the flowers in his hand, Draco seemed to have thought of something, smiled slightly, and his long silver hair fell down, revealing the slender, snow-white back of his neck.
There were bright red marks that flickered on and off.
So subtle that it can't be noticed.
But Briggs noticed it, because his eyes had already fallen there...
"Mr. Principal, you and your husband were in a Muggle city in Austria last night..."
"Have... a competition?"
Thompson knelt down and asked.
This kind of inside information.
Basically everyone will know.
The smile disappeared, Draco slowly dropped the flowers and said, "Do you also want to compete?"
"Ah, no no no!"
"You are so powerful. If I compete with you, wouldn't I be asking for death..."
"Hahaha…"
Thompson waved his hands repeatedly, rejecting and complimenting at the same time.
Something seemed to come to mind.
He continued: "However, how big a gap do you feel in terms of strength between you and sir?"
In order to find a strong person that you should respect.
Thompson also took great pains.
Because he discovered that in addition to Grindelwald, Alliance also had many powerful and outstanding party members.
of course.
He would have to be excluded.
It was precisely because of this thought that Thompson felt that Draco's strength had surpassed 99% of wizards in the magical world.
I can still have a back-and-forth fight with my husband.
Absolutely unfathomable.
"Shh-"
"You can ask him."
Draco raised his hand.
With his slender fingertips, he touched Thompson's mouth where he wanted to continue, and moved slightly closer, his voice cold.
Eyes wide open.
Thompson nodded quickly, the moment his eyes dropped.
But it was on the back of Draco's right hand.
I saw three words that were forcibly carved out.
'loser'
The dark red scars are particularly dazzling on the fair skin.
It makes people's eyes feel attracted to her again and again.
Briggs naturally followed Draco's move of raising his hand just now and saw the three words 'loser' carved in blood on the back of his hand.
There is no doubt about it.
It must have been left behind by Grindelwald.
This discovery.
Thompson's face instantly turned pale. He quickly laughed a few times, sat down on the grass, and moved back.
He was really afraid that he would die mysteriously in the middle of the night.
Obvious.
The relationship between my husband and this person is extremely complicated.
It's not as simple as an assistant at all.
He realized that the words on the back of his hand were seen by three people.
Draco withdrew his hand.
He stood up and walked towards the front door of the castle.
When Thompson saw the person leaving, he quickly got up from the ground and patted his chest in shock.
"I really shouldn't have asked."
He regretted talking to her.
Uncharacteristically, Briggs did not lower his head or remain silent.
Instead, he strode after him.
Leaving behind the remorseful Thompson and the speechless Creel...
"Why do you want to go back to headquarters?"
Draco had just walked through the front door and was about to head to the foyer.
Briggs asked, following him.
He just paused.
Then he turned to look at Briggs coldly.
Then keep walking.
Go straight into the foyer and toward the marble staircase.
Getting ready to go back to the office.
"Why do you want to go back to headquarters?"
"You know sir will hurt you!"
"He won't let you leave intact, you know that!"
Briggs didn't know where the emotion came from.
Stride forward.
He grabbed Draco's wrist with his hand and held it tightly.
He seemed to want to pull the person directly to his side.
But he failed to have the courage.
"You'd better take your hands off me now."
Draco was pulled back, turned around indifferently, and stared at Briggs.
"I…"
"Sorry...but..."
Briggs was stared at so directly, all his emotions disappeared in an instant, and his hands became weak due to tension.
But he didn't let go.
Just at this time.
There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the foyer.
Then someone ran in...
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