HP: Embrace the Darkness

Cedric still didn't leave. Goyle and Crabbe were both tall and strong. If he left Draco alone, he wouldn't be able to explain to Asseth if something happened.

Draco was satisfied with Cedric's knowledge and led him around to the shadows, holding the sack ready to go.

One step, two steps, three steps...

It's now! With lightning speed, Draco appeared behind Goyle who was walking outside. He picked up the sack and covered Goyle from head to toe.

Although Cedric was not very used to using sacks to trap people, he was taller than Draco and he learned the moves and easily trapped Crabbe.

Draco quickly took out his wand, took a look at Cedric's situation, and saw that there was no need to worry about him, so he concentrated on giving Goyle a sleeping spell.

Cedric breathed a sigh of relief first, and then he threw the sleeping spell on Crabbe.

"and then?"

Sacking a classmate for the first time, Cedric was confused about what to do next.

Draco shushed and looked around.

This is the junction between Slytherin and the main building, and all the people coming and going are Slytherin students.

During this time, Slytherin students gather in the lounge to communicate and do not wander around, so this can be considered hidden and is a good place to do evil.

After watching for a few seconds and seeing no one coming, Draco rolled up his sleeves, pulled the sack, pulled out the shape of a person, and kicked him hard on the butt.

"Idiot, just listen to your stupid father and Fu...noseless."

He treated everyone equally, and after kicking Goyle, he kicked Crabbe on the butt.

Then came Goyle and Crabbe, each with a kick, no one more, no less.

Seeing that his strikes were measured and there was no risk of accidents wherever he kicked, Cedric not only did not stop him, but also ran to the side and watched the wind, waiting quietly for him to finish venting his anger.

After repeating it for more than a dozen times, Draco was tired of kicking, and the depression in his heart had dissipated a lot, so he stopped comfortably.

"Who is that? Don't look any further. Let's go."

"Call me Cedric."

Cedric looked helplessly at Draco, who clapped his hands and wanted to leave after feeling happy. He raised his finger and pointed at the two people underground to remind him.

"What should they do? Just leave it like this?"

Draco raised his eyebrows, ignoring Cedric's fingers, and just stared at him without looking at the two people on the ground, as if he was afraid of dirtying his eyes.

"Cedric, right? What do you care about them? They won't wake up for a while anyway, so just leave them here and I'll surrender first."

"Surrender yourself?"

Cedric was confused. Wasn't this not discovered? Why surrender?

Because Cedric never abandoned him, Draco found this Hufflepuff quite pleasing to his eye. Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, he mercifully explained to him.

"This matter is not big or small. If I want to take the initiative, I have to surrender and keep things under control. Don't worry, you won't be involved."

"That was not what I meant."

"then you--"

Draco's eyes suddenly widened, his mind took several turns, and he turned to another mountain called a love triangle. He looked at Cedric with a tangled look in his eyes.

"Do you want to see my brother?"

"Ah?" Cedric didn't know why, but he still wanted to see Asseth and nodded regardless, "I'm waiting for him-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Draco with a wave of his hand, "I understand. You can go back. I will ask him then to see when he is free."

"Oh, by the way, don't you know that he is no longer a professor, so there is no need to wait."

The news Draco said hit Cedric's head like a thunderbolt in broad daylight, and he was even more confused.

"No...becoming a professor?"

"Yes, you go back."

Draco nodded indifferently, waved to him, and walked towards the cellar.

Cedric quickly followed, "Why don't you become a professor? Is it because of me?"

Draco, whose brain circuitry was already weird enough, looked at Cedric in surprise, whose brain circuitry was even weirder.

"What nonsense are you talking about? He doesn't become a professor because he is too busy and has no time to waste here. How could it be because of you?"

"That's good."

Cedric breathed a sigh of relief.

While talking, the two of them turned the corner and saw the cold corridor in front of them. At the end of the corridor was the cellar.

Draco slowed down, a little nervous, and casually changed the topic, "After you ask, why are you still following me? Do you also want to surrender?"

Cedric was also a little nervous and loosened his collar: "I am also involved in this matter. I can't let you be punished alone."

Draco tilted his head, his light-colored pupils arrogantly scanning Cedric up and down.

"I can't tell, but you're not a bad person. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

Confidently saying this, Draco nodded to Miss Medusa, who held her head high.

Thanks to Artes's intimate attitude and Snape's acquiescence in the past few times, Draco had no trouble in the cellar, and Miss Medusa opened the door reservedly.

Although Cedric was surprised that Draco could get into the cellar without asking, he wisely didn't ask.

The light in the cellar was a little darker than outside, but the temperature was not as cold as outside. Warmth spread along his limbs. Draco was so warm that he naturally took off his school uniform and threw it on the sofa next to him.

"Dean, I have something that may trouble you."

The platinum peacock who was arrogantly putting people in sacks outside came to the cellar of his dean. He lowered his head obediently and put his hands on his trousers, not daring to raise his tail at all.

Cedric looked sideways, and for the third time today, Draco refreshed his impression of him.

Snape guessed something when Draco came in, but he didn't expect there would be two people.

His scrutinizing eyes skipped Draco and fell directly on Cedric.

He remembered this student.

The warrior representing Hogwarts encountered the resurrection of Voldemort and was saved by Artes. In order to save him, Artes lay down all night.

Snape narrowed his eyes in displeasure. Before he could target him, he ran over by himself?

Cedric was so glazed over by Snape that he lowered his head uncomfortably, and even racking his brains couldn't figure out when to offend Snape.

Draco seemed to have thought of something and took two steps forward to block Cedric.

"Dean, it's none of his business."

Snape pursed his lips and looked away coldly, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Draco took a few seconds to mentally prepare himself, then gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and said what he had done.

"I put Goyle and Crabbe in sacks and beat them, and they are still lying in the corridor."