Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Draco nodded immediately and said dissatisfiedly, "I know...I've made a lot of progress, haven't I?"

"You can't even win the Mudblood exam. This is what you call progress..."

Narcissa said, "Lucius, this is already very good."

Although Draco knew that his father was talking about Granger, his forehead couldn't help but twitch, and he whispered impatiently, "I know."

He walked up the mahogany stairs and heard his father say from below, as if to coax him, "You might be happy if you tell me something. There will be a good show in the middle of the night."

Draco stopped and looked back towards the living room. The shadows in the stairwell blurred the confusion and curiosity on his graceful face. "What's the show?"

"You will know when the time comes. Go and rest, I will wake you up." Lucius said with a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

In the middle of the night, the noise outside and the unique high-pitched voice of the house elf woke Indra from her sleep.

"Miss Indra! Please get dressed and come out! There is an emergency!"

The elf of the MacMillan family stood beside Indra's bed and said, it was sent here a second ago.

Indra didn't know what happened, so he stood up in a daze, put on the coat he handed over, then quickly packed up, opened the curtain and walked out.

She was almost knocked down by the surging people outside, and the camp was full of people fleeing in all directions.

The swamp was covered with thick gray-green mist late at night, and the fires lit during the day had turned into piles of cold embers, with misty smoke floating in the air.

Stretching tent tips dotted the swamp like graves.

Countless people crawled out, crowded and scrambling to escape, and the camp was in chaos.

"Indra, come here!"

Mr. MacMillan shouted at the entrance of their tent, and Senna and Ernie were also pushed out by Mrs. MacMillan.

Indra was about to make her way through the crowd when the house elf grabbed her little finger.

There was a sharp explosion in his ears, and Indra felt as if he had been forced into a pipe. After a brief moment of spinning, he staggered and stood in front of the MacMillans.

"What happened, Dad?!" Ernie looked at the messy camp in shock. He was wearing a dark purple velvet coat outside his yellow pajamas, and his hair was messed up.

"Basket, take them to a safe place in the woods." Mr. MacMillan said seriously, without answering his question.

"and many more!"

Ernie took a step back and looked angrily in one direction, as if he wanted to see more clearly.

Indra also saw it, she was attracted by the discordant and wild ridicule.

A group of wizards wearing tall hoods and iron masks raised their wands, with four figures struggling above their heads.

They were twisted into weird shapes in pain and humiliation, and there was even a child inside.

However, the masked wizards laughed and marched from Camp No. 1, and more and more people even joined them, crushing and setting fire to the tents along the way.

Senna said with difficulty, "That seems to be...the family of the Muggle administrator of Camp No. 1..."

Indra pursed her lips and looked at it with a condensed expression, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Stop looking! Go quickly! I'm going to help!" Mr. MacMillan shouted.

Senna then held one in each hand and let the basket take them away from here by apparating.

Before Draco arrived at Camp 2 to find Indra, there was chaos everywhere.

He struggled against the chaotic flow of people, and finally couldn't tell where he was now. There were screams, fear, and fog everywhere. He could only be dragged by the crowd closer to the edge of the forest, farther and farther away from the camp.

He was woken up by his father Lucius in the middle of the night and asked him to find a good seat to enjoy the next show.

It was pitch dark in the forest. Draco pushed away a blind wizard and stood next to a big tree on a small slope, eagerly and intently observing the situation in the camp through the gaps in the trees.

The first thing he saw was the growing army of wizards torturing Muggles.

His father is inside.

Draco couldn't explain his feelings or thoughts. He couldn't think that what his father did was wrong, but he didn't think that it was what needed to be done.

He just...maybe just started to feel a little pity for them.

It's just mercy.

Lucius thought that Draco would be happy to appreciate such a scene. After all, this was the concept he had accepted for more than ten years, but he did not expect that his son would only feel trapped and confused at this moment.

After a moment of complicated thoughts, Draco began to search for Indra's figure, using his Seeker's unparalleled visual capture ability.

But a nasty sound sounded again at an inappropriate time.

Draco turned his head to look at the dark path down the slope, where fluorescent lights had already lit up, reflecting the blurry outlines of three people.

He said slowly and condescendingly in a cold voice, "With those big feet, it's hard not to trip."

"Malfoy?" The Gryffindor trio immediately recognized the conspicuous blond hair and light shining eyes.

Since last semester, their relationship with Malfoy has not become more tense, but they still dislike each other.

But because the Slytherin team won the Quidditch Cup in the end, Ron hated him even more.

Draco looked towards the camp again and asked coldly, "Have you seen Indra?"

"No." Hermione shook her head.

There was an explosion from the other end of the forest, shaking the leaves in their area, and several people looked over there in unison.

Draco's eyes were a little worried, and he turned around and sneered, "If you don't want her to be like those Muggles, just run away."

"What do you mean! Hermione is a witch!" Ron shouted, and he heard that Malfoy was implying that Hermione was a Muggle-born wizard.

But Malfoy had already grabbed his wand and headed over there.

Hermione shouted, "It's dangerous over there!"

But Draco quickly disappeared into the woods.

Ron said angrily, "Why are you worried about him? Maybe he went to help those dark wizards!"

Hermione: "He's just worried about Indra."

Harry: "I think Malfoy is right... We should pay attention to Hermione's safety first and get out of here first."

The two siblings, Indra and Senna Ernie, were apparated to the edge of the forest by the elf basket.

Ernie immediately leaned over and covered his mouth, as if he was about to spit it out.

People kept running past them and getting into the woods without looking back.

"Let's go in, it's too dangerous outside." Senna took two steps into the forest.

Indra turned around and looked at the chaotic camp with a worried look, and said with difficulty: "I haven't found Draco yet..."

"He will not be in danger if he is with his parents. They only have one child." Senna comforted her. Love really makes people blind.

What if they get separated?

But Indra couldn't say anymore. After all, she also had to consider the safety of Senna and Ernie, so she had no choice but to go into the dark forest with them.

Indra took out his wand and illuminated it.

"Fortunately, I remembered to bring my wand with me..." Ernie suddenly realized and took out his wand and muttered "Flash".

"Let's find Draco and Chucks. Didn't he come alone?"

Indra looked around the dark surroundings and found many people running out in pajamas. They gathered together in twos and threes, and some even started talking and buying and selling.

Weren't you still scared outside just now? !

For no reason, Indra was irritated by their nonchalant and fickle attitude.

Suddenly, a green light lit up in the sky, reflecting everyone's expressions.

Then there was a loud explosion, and the surrounding trees fell.

The screams started again and people ran away.

"This way!" Ernie ran in the opposite direction first and said to the elf, "What a bad place you chose."

The basket drooped its big ears sadly.