HP: Slytherin disguise

"minister!"

Ackerman caught up, following closely beside Draco.

In this regard.

Draco just went his own way and paid no attention.

When he came to the office door on the fifth floor and opened the door to go in, he looked over.

Seeing Draco looking over, Ackerman straightened his back instantly.

Unable to conceal excitement.

"Ten seconds, do you have anything to say?"

Draco looked away and walked into the office.

A white, slender hand pressed on the door.

Always ready to close.

Ackerman stepped forward and approached the crack of the door, with a fanatical look on his pale face and said: "Minister, can I call you master?"

"I am your most loyal slave!"

"please allow me…"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he was almost close to her.

Just when Ackerman was about to get to the key topic.

Draco closed the door to his office to isolate himself.

Holding the door with both hands, Ackerman lowered his head. His face was extremely red, and his whole body was shaking with excitement. He slowly leaned against the door, trying to find Draco's remaining breath...

Inside the office.

Draco's delicate face was particularly cold.

Walking to the chair behind his desk and sitting down, he waved his wand.

There was a fire in the fireplace.

Fingertips caressed the handle of the wand.

It's a wonderful feeling.

There is also the absolute surrender that comes from the wand, the recognition of its first master.

Put your slender legs on the desk.

Draco dropped his wand and touched his neck with his hand.

It hurts a little…

morning.

Hogwarts wakes up from the dark night.

Students came to the auditorium one after another, whispering why there were frequent noisy footsteps last night.

Most students were woken up a few times.

But there was no professor to tell them what happened, so they could only cover their heads with quilts and continue to sleep.

Gryffindor table.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?"

"Looks like..."

With a weird expression, Hermione pointed her finger at Harry's face and continued: "It looks like...you are...um...refreshing?"

Although Hermione was a top student, she couldn't find the corresponding words at the moment.

To describe Harry now.

"It's pain and pleasure!"

Ron on the side looked over and said something to Hermione.

Explaining Harry's current state.

It's a completely happy and sad expression. His eyes are sad and painful, but his expression is extremely shameful. The corners of his mouth are sometimes raised and sometimes depressed.

It’s weird no matter how you look at it.

It's like suddenly winning a jackpot, only to be told that your best friend is dead.

"I have an exam today, is there anything to be happy about?"

"Or are you happy that you can go to Hogsmeade after the exam?"

Faced with Hermione's confused inquiry.

Harry quickly lowered his head, hesitating and unable to say a single thing.

Finally, he vaguely changed the subject.

"Today's fried eggs are delicious, please try them!"

He stuffed the remaining fried eggs into his mouth with his fork.

Talk while chewing.

Ron looked at it with doubt on his face and questioned, "Isn't that right?"

"What's wrong?"

Hermione thought Ron had discovered something and quickly asked.

"Today's omelette was burnt!"

And Ron did not live up to her expectations and replied like this.

As expected, Hermione started to quarrel with Ron.

The content of the quarrel was about the omelette Harry had just eaten.

Is it burnt...

Harry himself raised his head from time to time and looked at the guest of honor seat and the entrance to the auditorium...

"Master...minister!"

Just opened the office door.

Draco was immediately startled by this sudden voice.

He looked up in disbelief.

Then he saw a person standing outside the door.

An Auror with black hair and light gray eyes.

It was Ackerman. He looked a little tired, but his expression was excited at the moment and he came directly over.

Luckily Draco didn't open the door all the way.

Only a finger's length of space was opened.

Even so, Ackerman immediately noticed the door opening.

"you…"

"you?"

Draco wanted to say something, but couldn't.

There is a feeling of powerlessness in playing the piano to a cow.

"Minister, is there anything you may need from me?"

"Even if I bring you a glass of water!"

Ackerman grabbed the edge of the door with his hand, the enthusiasm in his eyes almost spreading out.

Take a deep breath.

Draco stared at Ackerman coldly. Under the latter's expectant eyes, he slowly opened his lips and said clearly:

"roll."

"I'm leaving now!"

Ackerman was stunned for a moment, then happily let go of his hand and left in a hurry...

Frowning slightly.

Draco always felt like something was weird...

Go down the marble stairs.

Draco did not go to the Great Hall, but left the hall, intending to visit Hogsmeade.

Today is Monday.

The first exam is spell theory, which starts in the morning.

Because the OWL assessment lasts for two weeks.

Draco had no reason to invigilate the exam with all his heart and concentration.

The moment he was waiting for would take some time...

Just passed by the flower bed.

Draco saw a familiar figure, stopped and walked over.

"What are you doing, Luna."

"I was looking at the flower. It was fine yesterday, but now it has been broken away."

Luna replied without raising her head, stroking the green branches, leaves and roots with her hands. Where the flowers should be blooming in the center, there were only irregular pinch marks left.

It was pinched away by force.

Maybe some little wizard?

"Why did you find that it had been broken off? There are so many flowers, but one or two are missing, and you can't seem to tell?"

Move slightly closer.

Draco stood aside, looking down at the pinch marks.

Luna finally raised her head, looked at Draco and said with a smile: "Because I planned to give it to you a long time ago, but it's not mine, so how can I take it away and give it away at will?"

The surroundings fell silent.

Only the fragrance of flowers is still floating.

"Did you treasure it?"

Luna looked at Draco's long hair and suddenly spoke.

Subconsciously raising his hand to touch one side, Draco said before he knew it, "Yes, I'm afraid I'll lose it."

"It's sitting in a box right now."

The hairpin was put up by Draco.

After all, he couldn't even cherish and protect the wizard's most important wand.

Not to mention a card issuer?

Maybe it will fall accidentally at some moment.

I want to put an end to this.

There were many ways, and Draco chose the most practical method, which was to save it.

Store in a box.

"Thank you…"

Smiling, she raised her hand to tidy up Draco's long hair. Luna was in a daze...

The two chatted for a while about the OWL assessment.

Luna said goodbye to Draco and returned to the hall.

And Draco didn't stay any longer.

He left the castle straight away and transformed directly after exiting the gate...

Hogsmeade.

It's as lively here as ever.

There are no students inside, but there are all kinds of wizards from all over the world.

And Draco in a black cloak.

It didn’t take long to get into it.

There were shouts of hawking around because it was close to Hogwarts, and the headmaster of Hogwarts was Draco.

The place became more and more lively.

Wizards come here every day.

Among them are many wizards who counter-reform the plan, and Draco's fanatical followers.

Both teams were well hidden.

No clues were revealed...