HP: Slytherin disguise

July 10th, nine o'clock in the morning.

British Ministry of Magic.

In the courtroom.

"Given that Draco Malfoy, the British Minister for Magic, is underage."

"And insane and sick."

"The Wizengamot Agency will impose the lightest possible punishment."

"Then it's voting time."

"Please choose carefully if you are in office or hold voting rights."

A solemn pronouncement resounded.

As the chief magician of the Wizengamot took his seat.

The huge courtroom was completely silent.

The people sitting looked at the two pieces of paper that appeared out of thin air in their hands and fell into thinking.

White means approval, black means disapproval.

However, this kind of thinking only lasted for ten minutes.

Followed by.

Then he basically clenched the white paper tightly.

Now that the ending is clear.

The next process.

It is much simpler and faster.

When there is so much accumulation that it scatters white slips of paper, they are swept into the box.

Everyone looked serious.

Of course, there are also some who want to end it and leave quickly.

"July 10th, ten o'clock in the morning."

"UK, Ministry of Magic."

"The third trial is officially over."

"The person on trial: Draco Malfoy."

"Chief Inquisitor: Dimai Bidean Alex."

"Inquisitors: Sifu Garfield, Keno..."

"Participating ministers: "Deputy Minister Daniel of the French Ministry of Magic, Deputy Minister Brown of the US Ministry of Magic, Russian Ministry of Magic..."

...

As the Lord Inquisitor delivers his final words.

As the principal offender in three trials.

Draco was then brought in by Aurors from the British Ministry of Magic.

Participate in the final outcome of the trial.

His appearance made the whispers around him disappear.

Not even basic noise.

Only the Lord Inquisitor.

Still talking about every important participant.

Raising his head, Draco looked towards the auditorium on the left with clear purpose.

Then it was revealed.

An extremely sarcastic and crazy smile.

But not at Dumbledore.

But, Harry.

Harry was already haggard, pale and weak.

This time, only Dumbledore and Harry came.

They are still sitting together.

It's just that the atmosphere is extremely solemn.

Looking at Draco, whose brain has obviously recovered a bit.

Dumbledore was in a daze...

"The final result of the trial is: temporary dismissal from the post, and the position of Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom and Vice President of the International Federation of Wizards has been confirmed."

"There will be a final seven-day surveillance."

"After it's over, send it to the International Federation of Wizards for correction."

...

"The third trial will be held on July 10th, in the courtroom of the British Ministry of Magic."

"That's it."

"at last."

"Thank you for your participation and supervision."

slam-la-

The applause was harsh, for this ending.

Everyone got up and packed their things.

Prepare to leave the UK.

Only, Harry still sat there blankly.

He looked at the young man's sarcastic smile.

My heart hurts inexplicably.

When he came to his senses, Dumbledore had disappeared.

And he.

He also left the auditorium in a daze and stood at the exit.

Turn around.

Harry saw Draco being held down by several Aurors.

He is indeed crazy.

Really, completely crazy in Azkaban.

Those gray-blue eyes lost their eternal brightness, and the perfect disguise on their perfect face was gone.

some.

Just extreme madness and darkness.

Harry didn't know why he could see this change.

But he had no time to care.

As the person being pinned passed by.

Harry finally regained consciousness.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You will pay the price!"

"Compared to me, you are the pathetic existence! Your whole life has been controlled, and it will never belong to you from the beginning to the end!"

Vicious words blurted out.

After Harry finished speaking.

I was extremely flustered, but I felt an unprecedented pleasure.

Although I don't know why I said this.

But he no longer cares.

"Do you want to die too?!"

"Useless trash, what can you do to me?"

"kill me?"

"But you can't do it! You can't do anything!"

"You can only watch helplessly!"

"Watch Sirius die in front of you, watch those two Weasley idiots die, watch Voldemort resurrect, watch Cedric be killed!"

"Like, when you were a baby."

"Witness my mother's death!"

Although he was being pulled, Draco was so crazy that he didn't care.

Even if it's in full view of the public.

Even if there are still people around, so what?

How could a madman care about this...

If not pressed.

I'm afraid he has already rushed forward and strangled Harry to death.

The joy on his face disappeared instantly.

Harry's eyes widened.

His expression was very strange, he seemed angry or shocked?

"This is the real you!"

“I can’t pretend anymore!”

He took two steps forward, his chest rising and falling slightly.

It seemed that he wanted the people around him to see Draco's true face.

Under that mask.

The true face of extreme, crazy, and viciousness.

People walking around stopped.

stopped.

Looking Harry up and down, he turned his head and whispered...

A sudden excitement appeared on her delicate face.

Draco just laughed, his laughter clear and sweet.

The gray-blue eyes are like gems.

Let people just take a look.

He fell into it unconsciously.

"But who cares?"

"When I questioned Dumbledore as an old lunatic, no one doubted me, and when I practiced bloodline thinking, no one refuted me."

"Even if so many people have died."

"I still don't have to pay any price."

"What are you hoping for?"

"Wish I could be killed? Innocent Harry Potter."

He raised his head slightly and stared at Harry.

Draco opened his lips slightly and said provocatively: "Dumbledore hasn't told you the news that Hagrid is dead, has he?"

"Otherwise, why would you still have leisure time?"

"At this…"

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Harry's pupils suddenly shrank.

Almost instantly, his eyes turned red and he rushed towards him like crazy.

"Malfoy!!!"

"You are a madman, executioner!"

"I am going to kill you!"

...

Harry never knew that Hagrid was dead.

Dumbledore didn't tell him either.

Even the other Order members don't know.

No wonder Hagrid didn't show up...

According to Hagrid's temperament, it was impossible not to comfort him. It turned out to be...

"Isn't that interesting? Potter."

"All dead!"

"You're angry, right?"

"It's so interesting..."

"Giggle cluck..."

Looking at Harry who was stopped by the Auror.

The smile on Draco's face gradually became wilder, turning pink due to excitement.

At first glance, he is still so perverse.

No threat…

"Death Eaters!"

Harry's face turned red after seeing the crazy smile on Draco's face.

He didn't know where he got the strength.

He directly knocked away the Auror who was blocking him.

He rushed up and slapped Draco hard on the face.

Slap him aside.

Just get ready to keep going up.

But the Auror who reacted grabbed his arm hard and held it down.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

"you deserve it!"

"This is what you deserve!"

Harry seemed to be going crazy and started shouting excitedly.

Struggling desperately...