HP: Slytherin disguise

Fall back to the floor.

Draco's long hair was scattered casually, and there was a smile on his fair face.

It was as if he couldn't feel the pain.

He was shaking with laughter.

Bella screamed and raised her hands in cheers.

"I won! I won! I won!"

lose? Things that don’t exist…

As Harry increased the force.

Draco's face turned pale slightly, and he frowned at the excruciating pain.

This is the time.

The smile on Bella's face.

Disappeared instantly.

She aimed Harry's wand and was about to cast a spell.

A powerful force came.

It's Voldemort.

A black robe was fluttering, and black smoke was emitting from his body.

Like a demon from hell.

His appearance made Bella turn her head, becoming more and more excited.

Looking at Draco who was lying on the ground, his fair and delicate little face showing discomfort, Voldemort looked gloomy.

His eyes fell on Harry.

Aware of Voldemort's appearance.

Harry turned around hastily.

"really interesting…"

"Potter, aren't you ready to kill me quickly?"

Draco's fair face turned a sickly pink color.

Under the torture of digging into the bones.

You can also laugh out loud.

See this.

Voldemort's face twitched with sadness.

"Don't hesitate, Potter."

"kill him."

Voldemort walked around to the other side and stared with interest with his scarlet eyes.

I seem to want to see it too.

Does Harry really dare to kill someone...

A thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead, and Draco's hand holding the wand was about to raise.

He was hit by an attack.

Instantly lost balance.

It's Harry.

He suddenly gave up on the Cruciatus Curse and attacked instead.

Sudden changes.

Let Voldemort's eyes darken.

He raised his hand and was ready to kill Harry, and Harry thought so too.

One strike death curse.

Hit Draco directly.

Prepare to avenge Sirius before dying.

boom--

With a huge impact of power revealed.

Harry's pupils shrank, and he was immediately thrown away, fell to the ground, and rolled several times.

Even the wand flew out.

The death curse he cast.

They were also scattered in an instant.

Voldemort's expression changed, and before the power came, he disappeared instantly.

when it appears again.

Already standing in the distance.

Bella's eyes widened and she retreated into the fireplace without hesitation.

As blue flames rose, she disappeared into the fireplace.

Just leave first.

Voldemort, on the other hand, looked at the visitor with a gloomy look.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Harry looked up, his face full of pain and surprise.

He wanted to say something.

But was stopped.

Seeing the three people's reactions, Draco realized who was coming.

He sat up with his wand in hand.

Draco moved back, trying to get up in a panic.

But as the retreat was blocked by something.

He slowly opened his gray-blue eyes.

Even breathing.

There was also a pause.

I could clearly feel the powerful and oppressive pressure behind me.

Before he could raise his head.

Then he was pulled up from the ground by his collar.

Looking up, Draco saw a familiar face.

It's Dumbledore.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, without the peaceful and loving aura and expression. There was a huge phoenix hovering behind him, holding the Elder Wand in his hand.

His eyes were extremely sharp.

"Avada..."

Snapped--

Draco was about to cast the Killing Curse when he was interrupted by a slap in the face from Dumbledore.

Then he pinched his snow-white neck with his hands.

Look at Voldemort.

"You should never, never should, do this."

Dumbledore spoke calmly.

It was hard to hear what he was feeling.

What does the word mean, what does it mean...

Voldemort's hand holding the wand tightened slightly, and his expression turned sinister.

"Let him go."

"This is an order and a warning."

The wand in Voldemort's hand burst out with powerful power, causing the entire space to vibrate.

It seemed like Dumbledore wouldn't let go.

Just explode all your strength.

Being choked, Draco couldn't feel any suffocation.

Because of Dumbledore.

I didn't really pinch him hard at all...

"Professor Dumbledore!"

"He is a Death Eater! He killed Cedric! He led the resurrection of Voldemort!"

Harry at the critical moment.

Draco's crime was directly exposed.

These ones.

Dumbledore didn't know anything about it.

Hear this.

Dumbledore's expression changed slightly and he pulled Draco away forcefully.

Then he looked at Voldemort.

"You shouldn't have set your sights on him."

Chest rises and falls slightly.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the powerful force caused the air around him to split, and he rushed towards Voldemort with invisible force.

The latter also opened his arms suddenly.

Unleash the power.

The impact of the forces also shattered the canvases and glass elevators above the hall.

Countless glass shards turned into attack splashes.

Draco paled.

It can be clearly felt that Dumbledore was really angry just now.

He wanted to get up with his wand in hand.

But next second.

Dumbledore took time to attack him.

Draco's wand was knocked out of his hand.

Rolled into the distance.

And himself.

It also hurts badly because of being hit by the curse.

He suspected that Dumbledore did not kill him directly but was planning to settle the score later.

The aftermath of the fight between the two.

It's almost hard to open your eyes.

Although the glass shards flew everywhere, Draco was not scratched.

Because there are two powerful forces.

Protect him at the same time...

He endured the pain and crawled towards the place where the wand fell.

Draco's white hand was scratched by the glass on the ground, and the ground was stained red with blood.

He knew that Dumbledore would not die today.

Then.

After today, he is a wanted Death Eater in the wizarding world.

Although Voldemort was already fighting with Dumbledore, Draco could see it.

Voldemort was obviously struggling.

No match for Dumbledore at all.

Who knows why Dumbledore is so powerful?

Just like before, I kept hiding my strength...

This is also uncertain, whether Voldemort is also hiding it, and does not use all his strength...

But he must take action with all his strength!

It seems that these two people are not prepared to fight until one is dead and the other is injured...

With a bloody hand he grabbed the wand.

Draco's delicate face finally showed a crazy smile.

He looked up sharply.

With red eyes, he stared at Dumbledore's back in the fire.

"Damn old thing!"

"go to hell!"

I just wanted to get up and cast a spell.

Then a figure rushed over and pinned him down.

In an almost pleading voice.

Trembling: "Please, turn back! Draco!"

"How can you be a Death Eater!"

"Put down the wand and that will definitely put an end to this!"

"You were forced!"

"right?!"

"What's Voldemort, what's Alliance, you can only be yourself!"

"It's too late, it's too late!"

"Sorry, I'm late, it's all my fault! Yes! Come with me, Draco!"

"Please, come with me..."

The familiar yet unfamiliar voice was particularly embarrassing.

The wand in Draco's hand.

This person broke it abruptly with his hand, even if his hand was stabbed...

Blood mixing room.

Draco finally saw who it was...