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"What did Professor Snape say when he called you away last night? I still can't believe you fell asleep in his office." The Malfoy siblings were preparing to go to breakfast. Draco, the head teacher, was followed by a group of first-year students. Since they saw Professor Snape personally carry his sister back to the lounge last night, senior Farley and Pansy, who were waiting for the girl to come back, were shocked. "Oh, by the way, the professor later stood in the lounge and used a levitation spell to send you to the dormitory."

Alicia's face was ruddy and she looked full of energy. She had obviously rested well. "Because I didn't have much appetite in the hall, he asked me to go eat something. As for why I fell asleep, it was just the sleeping potion that Professor Snape gave me."

The girl blinked playfully. She became much more rational after waking up. The mysterious man was very weak now. The adults had their own decisions to make. She only needed to tell her father everything after lunch.

Dad always makes choices that are in their best interest.

On the other hand, although she disliked Dumbledore, the pro-Muggle old madman - mainly because her father disliked him, it was undeniable that no one could do whatever they wanted in his territory - Hogwarts, and the same went for the mysterious man.

Hogwarts is one of the safest places in the world, and with Dumbledore as the headmaster, the word "one of" can be removed.

"By the way, since Potter has been sorted into Gryffindor, we should not have too much contact with him for the time being." Alicia pondered over it in her mind and seriously put forward her suggestions.

Whether they could be friends in private depended on their father's opinion, but now, under the gaze of Quirrell, who was suspected to be a Death Eater, they could not have any contact openly.

Draco nodded in agreement, not hiding his disdain: "It's really not worth the bother of associating with someone like Weasley. It's good as long as there's no conflict."

The group had already walked into the hall, and he immediately caught sight of the dancing little Weasley and the smiling Potter.

The first years from other houses in the hall also noticed them, including Ron and Harry.

Ron asked the people around him in confusion: "Hey man, why have I never heard that we need to eat breakfast as a group?"

Harry and the others were also confused. They even thought they had missed some "breakfast rules" last night.

"Shouldn't you ask us this kind of question, brother?"

"It's sad that we weren't the first thing that little Ron thought of."

The Weasley twins grinned as they slid into the first-year seats, sitting next to Harry and Ron, sandwiching them in between.

"Hello Harry, I'm Fred and he's George. We're little Ron's older brothers." One of the twins greeted Harry enthusiastically.

"It's rare that you didn't lie to him and say you're George." The boy next to Ron snatched the chicken leg from his brother's hand and said vaguely, "Slytherin has always been like this. I heard that they have a chief system."

Fred naturally continued the next sentence: "It is probably to facilitate the management of each level of students. The head teacher is selected through duels. In order to maintain the honor of Slytherin, they really tried every possible way."

Ron stared at the chicken drumstick in George's mouth with resentment, and didn't even notice what his two brothers said. Hermione was very serious, nodding as she listened. No wonder these contents were not written in "Hogwarts - A History of the School". This was indeed an internal matter of Slytherin.

If Harry and Ron knew that the school's staircases were so lively ten minutes ago, they probably wouldn't have talked about gossip about various colleges with the Weasley twins for too long. By the time they realized what was happening, most of the students around them had already left. Fred and George were familiar with Hogwarts, but it was hard for the two little boys who had just arrived.

The two were so anxious that they were jumping up and down, but the stairs still took them to an unknown place. Then they asked about the portrait and ran all the way. When they arrived at the Transfiguration classroom, they were already two minutes late.

Draco was so bored that he was observing the patterns on the wand. When he heard the door open, he glanced at the two panting Gryffindors and couldn't help but reveal a bit of impatience - especially when he saw Weasley following Potter again.

The cat on the podium jumped down, walked up to the late students and started lecturing. Alicia didn't pay any attention to the scene at all, and it seemed that she didn't care at all about Ron, who was scolded by her yesterday.

This is indeed the case.

She didn't think it was something to worry about.

Whether it is the incident itself or the people involved in it, they are not worth mentioning.

The wand in the girl's hand gave another reminder. This time, Alicia was no longer at a loss. She looked at Harry with a very unfriendly look for a few seconds, and then turned her head away.

Harry was once again confused after being glared at. First, he was scolded by Professor McGonagall for being late, and then he was inexplicably glared at by the fierce Alicia Malfoy. Merlin knew how much he missed the kind Hagrid.

Alicia didn't know what he was thinking, and even if she knew, she would just ignore it.

The morning passed quickly. Draco kept looking at Alicia with a surprised look. After walking into the auditorium, he glanced at Granger from a distance because he was praised by the professors, and then couldn't help asking, "Are you feeling unwell? Or did the potion that Professor Snape gave you yesterday have some strange effect?"

Otherwise, how could she watch the Muggle wizard in the limelight for the whole morning without saying a word? This was really not like Alicia - before this, Draco had never thought that he could use his sister to describe a personality.

Alicia sighed like a little adult and said sincerely, "Sometimes, I really doubt that I was born before you. I really want to go back to my childhood and teach you to call me sister."

Hearing this, even the usually taciturn Theodore couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. It must be said that Alicia's words were simply... too vivid.

"You said I was childish!" Draco obviously understood the meaning of the girl's words and immediately raised his voice, "Tomorrow I will eat all the candies my mother sent me, and I won't leave any for you!"

Theodore couldn't help laughing.

Alicia shook her head pretentiously and cooperated with his performance: "No problem, my dear brother. As a sister, I not only have to play the game of pretending to be siblings with you, but now I have to share all the candies with you. Oh, being a sister is really hard."

"Alicia Malfoy!"

"Hahahahahahahaha." Theodore, Pansy and Blaise burst into laughter.

Dumbledore, sitting in the professor's chair, looked at them with a little surprise. It was rare to see such a scene at the Slytherin table. He leaned over to look at Snape, and then remembered the conversation between them late last night.

Alicia Malfoy, the freshman who troubled the Sorting Hat during the Sorting Ceremony. That girl really surprised him.

Dumbledore saw a rare turning point, and the root of this turning point was Alicia. His intuition after having come into contact with two Dark Lords told him that the girl was crucial.

Maybe I should find an opportunity to contact her.

Obviously, no one would pay attention to Dumbledore's thoughts now. The girl who had finished lunch was taken back to the office by Snape. Lucius had just arrived.

Severus had revealed some information last night. He read the letter over and over again, and it was not difficult to guess that Alicia had discovered something confidential.

Although he knew that nothing would happen to his daughter, he still felt uneasy if he didn't see it with his own eyes. Lucius got up early, dealt with family affairs as quickly as possible, and then walked out of the fireplace in the Potions Professor's office.

As soon as Alicia entered the room, she saw Lucius with a worried look on his face. She threw herself into his arms as if she had suddenly found her backbone, crying like a child, "Dad, Daddy..."

Snape folded his arms and watched the scene. He said expressionlessly, "I'm going to the Forbidden Forest to collect herbs."

They obviously needed some father-daughter time. More importantly, the dean really didn't want to stand by and watch while his friend coaxed his daughter. The scene was embarrassing enough just to think about.

Watching Severus's back as he walked away, Lucius calmly cast a few ear-clogging spells.

"Xia, are you feeling unwell anywhere else? Do you have a headache or insomnia?" the man asked after confirming that his daughter had no external injuries.

Alicia has suffered from insomnia since she was a child after being overly emotional, and a sleepless night will be followed by a headache.

The girl thought of Snape's figure, and a trace of guilt emerged in her heart. She shook her head and explained to Lucius: "It's okay, Dad. My godfather made a potion for me."

"Oh, Dad, there's something very important!" Alicia knew her father had cast a spell, so she grabbed his sleeve anxiously, "Harry Potter, he's a Parseltongue!"

The girl finally managed to say this and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After Potter defeated the mysterious man, various speculations emerged. Some said he was blessed by Merlin, some said he was gifted, and some said he would become a powerful dark wizard...

Does it matter what the truth is?

Lucius felt that what mattered was what people felt the truth was.

Without hesitation, he chose the statement about Potter that was most beneficial to him - that the savior was a dark wizard, and then he publicized it widely, becoming a powerful and secret promoter of this view.

If Harry Potter wanted to, he would be happy to make the savior the next "mysterious man". By then, no one would be able to shake Malfoy's position.

Originally, Lucius still felt sorry that Potter was sorted into Gryffindor and became a supporter of Dumbledore.

If he's a Parseltongue, that'd be interesting...

"Xia, don't tell anyone about this." Lucius warned seriously.

Of course Alicia understood what he meant. Her father didn't want her to tell the godfather about this.

She also knew that she couldn't let her godfather know, so she acted like a little girl who needed her father's comfort after entering the door. Her father must have understood what she meant, which was why he cast so many earplugs and listening spells.

"I will take care of everything. You and Draco should not contact Potter for now. Don't conflict with him unless he takes the initiative to provoke you, and don't make things too awkward with Dumbledore. If you have any problems, go to Severus. After all, he is your godfather." Lucius analyzed various possibilities and chose the safest way for the children, which is also the tradition of Slytherin - judge the situation and protect yourself.

What is certain is that Quirrell's visit to Hogwarts must have been instructed by that person. That person wanted to take action against Dumbledore and his faction, and the latter would not sit idly by and wait for death.

Gun smoke has begun to spread, and the fog above the Black Lake has gradually dissipated, revealing the mirror-like smooth surface of the water. Whether there is an undercurrent in the depths, the people on the shore have different guesses. When the lake water sweeps the ground strongly, some people choose to go with the flow, while others choose to go upstream.

Snape, dressed in a black robe, stood quietly by the lake with dull eyes.

He had known that the mysterious man had not completely disappeared, hadn't he? After that incident, he was destined to fight the mysterious man to the death - his retreat had been blocked, and he resolutely nailed himself to Dumbledore's ship.

He needed to convince Dumbledore, and even more so, he needed to convince Lucius.

The hub of this is Alicia and Draco.

If Malfoy surrenders to Voldemort again, the two children will not be able to escape unscathed. Who can wait for that moment with peace of mind?