[HP] Return late

Harry was once again forced to work overtime by bickering meetings between the Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Sports about next year's Quidditch World Cup, and it was already dark when he came out of the Ministry of Magic.

He didn't turn on the fireplace in Malfoy Manor, so he had to get out of the telephone booth next to the old shopping mall and apparate (when the Ministry of Magic was newly built, the lobby part was also set as an anti-apparition area).

Hermione Weasley seemed to have been standing there for a long time. The weather in London was always changing. The weather was fine during the day, but it was raining lightly at night, and Hermione was already drenched.

She didn't use the Waterproofing Charm or the Ignoring Charm, and stood under a streetlight on the sidewalk that she could see as soon as she came out of the phone booth.

"Hermione!" Harry almost threw out the restraining spell habitually, "Why are you here? Where's Ron?" Harry raised his hand and placed the drying and warming spells on her to make her look better.

"I'm here to find you." Hermione looked anxious, her fingers were so tightly twisted that her knuckles were white. "Some things I didn't tell you at the beginning, but now I have to say them."

"We need to talk alone." Her face was pale and her lips were trembling, but her voice was firm and unquestionable.

They found a small pub by the Thames where wizards would hardly appear. After ordering the drinks, Harry cast soundproofing spells and ignore spells around them.

"You found him." Hermione added several other anti-detection and eavesdropping spells, and said cautiously.

"Yes." Harry was sure of the topic of the conversation, frowned, and widened the detection range of magic to a farther place.

"Then, besides Ron and I, who else knows?" Since the newspapers and the media didn't hype the appearance of the mate the Savior had been looking for for many years, it meant that this matter was still kept secret, but Hermione was sure that there was Who knows the same, after all, during the time she left the wizarding world, Harry can sit firmly in the position of minister, and cooperation and staff are an indispensable part.

"Daphne Greengrass." Harry tilted his head, "It can be trusted."

"What do you know about original blood?" Hermione asked.

"Section." A more detailed look at the section on larvae.

"You know, after the end, I went to see Professor Trumbu." Hermione said cautiously, "It was not a legal meeting, and I took Veritaserum." For Hermione, who is as self-disciplined as another Professor McGonagall, this is already crazier than Compound Potion.

"In the history of wizards, Merlin ended the era of witches and was called the god of wizards. But before the war between wizards and Muggles, wizards and Muggles had a period of peaceful coexistence. They got along well and supported each other. Most of the fiefs and titles of wizarding noble families were handed down during that period."

"Because before that, they had a common enemy."

"Original blood?" Harry said uncertainly, but for everyone's reaction to the original blood, it was not like the public enemy of mankind.

"No," Hermione shook her head lightly, biting her lower lip and said word by word, "to be more precise, the real ones, humans and wizards, and even all intelligent races, gods."

Harry would have thought she was drunk if Hermione hadn't been clutching her glass so tightly that she didn't drink a drop.

"In that era, gods controlled everything, faith and war, powerful, and easily manipulated the fate of other races."

"Later, a war broke out between them, and most of the gods fell and disappeared, while humans and half-bloods broke away from their control at that time, they signed an agreement, formulated laws, and then the remaining gods left this world .”

"What I want to say is that it's not just the Malfoy family that has portraits and stories from that era."

"At least, Trembeau knows all about it."

"He succumbed to Voldemort only to help the original blood cover up certain signs when necessary."

"Not all gods have left, there is one more, he helped humans and half-bloods win the war."

"Betrayer. Malfoy." Harry suddenly remembered what Hermione had said back then, and then he understood what Mostimat was doing to guard against it.

"Mastimat." He spat out the name, the last deity.

"The power of the original blood exists in the blood like a wizard, but the gods are different. The source of their power is also the priesthood they hold. We call it the godhead."

"The family that was handed down back then must not only exist in Ravenclaw and Slytherin, and even spread rumors in some of the spreading process. Maybe other people know the existence of the godhead, and it will appear in the direct blood."

Harry hadn't felt this way for a long time, cold sweat soaked his shirt and stuck to his back with a chill.He should be thankful that Voldemort didn't know this fact, having grown up in the Muggle world, and he should be equally grateful that Trembeau had misled this fact into thinking Draco was just throwing back blood.

"You know that most people won't be grateful for everything at the beginning. Greed is a more terrifying thing. Before you have the ability to protect, you must conceal all the facts."

Once this fact is revealed, it will have more dire consequences than Voldemort.

Harry Potter, you are so carried away.

"Thanks, Hermione." He almost put Draco in danger again, no, maybe already.

Daphne can see it, but it doesn't mean others can't.

There are many masters in the Ministry of Magic who can read their words and read their minds.

Harry stood up suddenly, nearly knocking over the table, grabbed some banknotes from his pocket, put them on the table, and hurriedly Apparated outside the door.

Completely forgot that Hermione existed.

He didn't remember that he should apologize to Hermione tomorrow until he saw and was sure that Draco was safe and sound in the bed but asleep, kissing him tremblingly and gratefully.

Although the speed of becoming a human is much faster than the speed of becoming a complete original blood, Rome can't be built in a day, so the savior who was worried and went home in the middle of the night did not find that someone's body was not yet obvious. The small changes, and the tangled expression of being extremely reluctant to fall into a coma during the fusion period.

Of course, the lion doesn't know it. In Malfoy's thick family rules, it is clearly written: Please pay attention to the communication with your family. They are everything to you, so you must have dinner with your family. If there is a special Please notify your family members and explain the reasons in time, and don't let them worry about your late return.

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