HP: Slytherin disguise

Malfoy Manor.

"Take care of Xiaolong for me, sister."

In a dark room.

Bella, who was stroking the jewelry with her head down, suddenly turned her head and looked at the corner behind her.

In the dark corner.

There seemed to be a person standing.

Her voice was calm and irresistible.

"You've been waiting for me here?!"

Bella spoke sharply, her face haggard and filled with resentment.

He seems to hate the people in the dark.

"I know you've been here before."

"Because of Xiaolong."

In the dark corner.

Came a calm voice, without any fluctuations.

His expression twisted.

Bella then let out a sharp sneer, clenched the wand in her hand, and said fiercely: "You didn't know you were here until now?!"

"Why, are you going to disappear and leave again?"

"And where's Lucius? Why hasn't he shown up yet! How long do you want to hide for?!"

“The hide-and-seek game is over!”

The more she talked, the more excited she became.

I wanted to wave my magic wand to vent, but it was because of the owner of this room.

And he endured it forcefully.

In the darkness, Narcissa clutched the peacock feather in her hand.

"You know Voldemort."

She softly replied to Bella's series of questions.

Hear this.

Bella's body stiffened for a moment, but she still said fiercely: "I don't understand Master!"

"But I know that Xiao Longlong was injured so much that he was covered in blood and was shaking in pain. When he asked me where you were, you weren't there!"

"It didn't even appear from beginning to end!"

"Now, he was arrested by that old guy Dumbledore, and you just showed up, asking me to help you take care of the little dragon, and prepare to disappear again!"

The eyes gradually turned red.

Bella suddenly stopped talking and spoke again.

His tone became much calmer.

"What qualifications do you have to ask me to help?"

The surroundings fell into dead silence.

As Narcissa walked out of the dark corner, Bella's chest rose and fell slightly, and her expression became sinister again.

"My little dragon, he..."

"You are the only relative left..."

Narcissa spoke softly, separated one of the two peacock feathers in her hand, and handed it to Bella.

Raising his hand to take the snow-white peacock feathers.

Bella's pupils shrank, her expression was astonished...

International Confederation of Wizards.

In the president's office.

As the middle-aged man turned around the bookshelf, he came to the large desk.

The person sitting behind him looked up.

The violent movement caused the gold-plated round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose and the golden chain attached to them to sway.

Behind the glasses.

It was light golden eyes with tiredness.

"President, the outside world has begun to riot, questioning the International Federation of Wizards and the British Ministry of Magic."

“Should we make a statement?”

Gonzalez asked in a soft voice.

At the same time, he quietly observed the expression on Mr. Garcia's face.

He didn't quite understand why the president was suddenly not interested and didn't want to mention it.

Although the president has a good relationship with the British Minister of Magic.

But in the afternoon.

The fact that the other party is a Death Eater.

Confirmation has fallen.

It is understandable that the British Ministry of Magic has delayed issuing this notice. After all, its minister is a Death Eater, and it is indeed difficult to declare it.

But they International Confederation of Wizards.

Why did it take so long to issue an announcement?

The outside world has exploded.

Jointly protested...

"I know."

Mr. Garcia raised his hand and took off his glasses, speaking indifferently.

Just expression.

Somewhat inexplicably tired.

Gonzalez thought he was tired from the return of the mysterious man.

He quickly persuaded him and said: "Mr. Dumbledore will come to discuss the matter of the mysterious man later."

"President, you don't need to pay too much attention."

But obviously.

This time, he never saw Mr. Garcia's psychology from beginning to end.

"How many years have you been following me?"

Mr. Garcia put his glasses in the box aside, and his fatigue disappeared instantly.

stunned for a moment.

Gonzalez quickly lowered his head.

He replied: "Twenty-nine years, President."

This is a deceptively small one.

Really long time.

Although he answered, Gonzalez knew that Mr. Garcia would not ask these questions for no reason.

Unless he takes too many hints...

He raised his head sharply.

Gonzalez seemed to understand something.

"President...you actually know that he is...a Death Eater?"

How did he think of it?

The president's indifferent expression in the conference room in the afternoon.

There didn't seem to be much fluctuation from start to finish.

The only fluctuation.

I still reacted when I heard that Draco Malfoy, the British Minister of Magic, had been arrested.

Maybe the president knew all along.

But why remain silent and turn a blind eye?

Is it because...

"The Dark Mark, the symbol of the Death Eaters."

"Cannot be erased..."

Mr. Garcia did not respond to Mr. Gonzalez’s comments.

He just talked about himself.

He pondered for a moment, staring at the letter on the table, and then using his fingertips.

Press and hold it.

He pushed it towards Gonzalez and said, "Tell him to refine it at all costs."

"Yes…"

Gonzalez picked up the letter.

Finally, he turned around and left the president's office.

And Mr. Garcia after he left.

Then he stood up.

Throw all the files and other things on the desktop to the ground.

Papers were flying.

An indifferent voice resounded.

"There is no mark in the world that cannot be erased..."

……

Time passes slowly.

With the news that Draco Malfoy, the British Minister of Magic, was an accomplice of the mysterious man, it was revealed from Dumbledore.

The entire magical world first fell into deathly silence.

Followed by.

He started to boil and questioned in disbelief.

Anyone can be a dark wizard and be connected to a mysterious person.

But not Draco.

Less likely.

A well-known genius wizard, whom many wizards have witnessed since childhood and grown up as students, is suddenly told that he is a dark wizard.

Colleagues with Voldemort.

Absolutely ridiculous.

But some people don't believe it, and some people believe it.

After all, Draco's lunatic behavior was already being revealed.

Extreme reform ideas, crazy followers.

It was obvious that he was not destined to be an upright white wizard.

Long before.

It has been exposed.

But was automatically ignored.

More and more news is coming out, and doubts are growing day by day.

The British Ministry of Magic never spoke out.

Wizards who want to know the truth discover that the Ministry of Magic has banned outsiders from entering, and non-Ministry of Magic personnel are not allowed to approach.

Even letters from wizards.

Not charged at all.

at last.

A week after it happened.

The International Confederation of Wizards and the British Ministry of Magic seem to be colluding.

A sudden announcement.

The first trial of Draco Malfoy will be held three days later at the Tribunal of the British Ministry of Magic.

This statement is a simple two paragraphs.

But he told everyone.

Draco is a dark wizard and is indeed related to the mysterious man.

The little wizard they loved and sought after.

Actually.

Things have long since changed.

But what they didn't know yet was that Dumbledore had revealed the fact that Draco was a Death Eater.

Changed to an associate of Voldemort.

Rather than subordinates...