[HP] Return late

Snape's premonition unfortunately came true. When he lifted the lid of old Malfoy's coffin, before he had time to see the bones inside, the protective spell in the coffin exploded—fortunately, the cautious Snake King Before opening the coffin, he gave himself an armor body.

He was about to spray the venom on the madwoman of the Malfoy family when there was the sound of scuffling on the gravel and robes slapping ankles at the entrance to the cemetery.The tombstones embedded in the ground gave them nowhere to hide, Snape cast a silent Ignore Charm to himself, and glanced towards Madam Malfoy.

The woman was obviously more Slytherin than him, and she had hidden her figure without reminding him.

Three Death Eaters in black robes and masks approached.

Snape carefully moved his foot away, even if he cast the Ignore Curse, but stayed where he committed the crime, it was inevitable that he would bump into those guys directly.

Is it going to be a fight or a strategic move next--Snape glanced at the direction where Mrs. Malfoy was standing--well, although this woman doesn't need his protection at all, she is Lucius' widow anyway, plus With only a little bit of gentlemanly demeanor remaining, Snape decided to wait for the woman to leave before he played it by ear.

Anyway, killing and blood were commonplace for him as early as 16 years old.Now the Malfoy family cemetery has also come, the grave has been dug, and the coffin has been opened. Not even a single bone has been recovered, which is too inconsistent with Slytherin's style of never losing money.

The three Death Eaters were getting closer and closer, with nervous gasps.There was no conversation between them, and one of them fell behind, wand raised.

"Come on, Goyle," said one of the two leading Death Eaters, "do you want to betray us, like Crabbe, and hide behind us?"

"No, no, I didn't." The guy who was behind immediately followed up clumsily - the reason for this description is because he tripped over his own robe and stumbled a few steps before he didn't fall .

"Idiot," said the man who spoke before.

"Look at this, Amycus." The Death Eater who had been silent all this time spoke up, and it was a woman.Snape recognized her at once - Alecto Carlo.

Amycus Carlo, who was called by name, stepped forward to observe the opened grave where his sister pointed with her wand, the protective spell-net still gleaming from the opened lid.

"It's just a grave robber?" Amycus said nonchalantly, "Maybe it's one of our companions. You know, a lot of things have been lost in Malfoy Manor this month."

"Those scum." Alecto barked in disgust, "The black hands are stretched out into the cemetery." She waved her wand, and the coffin returned to its original shape, and the tombstone was integrated into one piece.

"This is the fate of the Malfoy family's betrayal of the master." Amycus's tone did not sound very favorable to his sister's actions, but he did not stop him either. "Tell me, after we complete the master's task this time, can you ask the master to reward us with the tea set from the eleventh century? There are so many good things in the Malfoy family."

Before Alecto could answer, her brother was knocked down by a flash of red light.While lamenting the Gryffindorization of the Black family blood, Snape knocked Alecto down with the Stunning Curse without hesitation.

As for Goyle, that stupid coward—after seeing Mrs. Malfoy showing her figure, he took off his mask and respectfully saluted aristocrats, "Goyle is at your service, Mrs. Malfoy."

"Praise for your words." Narcissa nodded at him. "The Malfoy Manor was stolen? Who did it?" she said sharply.

"Werewolves—you know, they don't have a fixed source of income, they all live by stealing and robbing, and there are a few small families—I hid some of them, but I still lost a lot of antiques and gold." Gao Er replied.

"You did a good job, Goyle, and the Malfoy family will remember your efforts."

Snape was sure that those werewolves would suffer the mad woman's cruel revenge, and wash the honor of the Malfoy family with their dirty blood.

"Thank you, please also give me a stun spell." After the brief report, Gore said.

A red light came out of Narcissa's wand and hit Goyle, and then she walked over to modify the memories of the three people.If it wasn't for exposing Goyle, she thought she would not hesitate to give these guys who coveted the property of the Malfoy family a death curse.

While Mrs. Malfoy was talking with Goyle, Snape opened the tomb again and began to decipher the protective spell on the coffin, "I thought, you forgot to remind me of the spell on purpose?" After making sure no one else could After hearing that, he asked displeasedly.

"I'm sorry, Severus, but Lucius and I don't seem to have cast these protective spells." Narcissa approached the coffin with a thoughtful expression.

"It's not you and Lucius who are immediate family members? Could it be these people?" Snape frowned at the intricate magic on the coffin, he didn't know much about these ancient family traditions.

"I'm sorry, Severus. I thought the protective magic had been breached, when I brought you into the manor, the powers of being a mistress."

Snape stared at the spells for a few more minutes, then shook his head at Mrs. Malfoy.

"Then, please—be prepared to trigger the spell again." The woman with the crazy blood of the Black family raised her wand again, "I will cover you, get it—and leave directly."

As soon as her words fell, an invisible force shattered the entire coffin lid, and the net of those spells also had a breakthrough—even though the sound-proofing spell had been applied, the destroyed spell would definitely attract the caster and others ——the Dark Lord who snatched Lucius' master ring and could sense the attack on the manor—but she never thought that the one who appeared in the cemetery was——

"Mother?"

her little dragon.

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As far away as 4 Privet Drive, Harry will be heading back to Grimmauld Place today. As he stuffs the last pair of socks into a box, he is suddenly struck by a powerful emotion—every cell in his body and his whole soul Crying to go to that person, he seems to feel where he is, and if he hesitates for a second, this opportunity will disappear.

He seemed to sense Draco's presence, though his mind couldn't believe it was real.

His body was aching with tension, his throat was completely mute, he could only picture the blond Slytherin in his mind, he thought, I'm going to him - quickly - without hesitation - to him go--

His body seemed to be squeezed by something, and the whole person was stuffed into a small space. The scenery in the room was spinning and retreating, and he was almost out of breath—maybe he would die like this before he could see Draco ——He thought vaguely, but it couldn't stop his determination to get close to him.

He has already experienced a life that is worse than death, a walking dead.

Only Draco is the only antidote.

He thought he was going to die, but in the next second, he fell into the brilliant sunlight, hit his head on something hard, and seemed to be bleeding, he groped for the glasses that had fallen aside, raised his face, and saw It was the two wands pointing at him.