HP pure blood glory

"Where's Draco?" When Louis returned to the front of the candy house again, Draco and Blaise were gone—he comforted himself that the boy couldn't bear it, and went to another place with Blaise— — although the possibility of this is simply slim.

Pansy saw Louis' uncontrollable anxiety and realized something, "I didn't see him—in fact, I found that Mia was gone."

"You mean Mia?" Louis stopped and looked at Pansy seriously, "When did it happen?"

"About an hour ago." Pansy recalled, "Daphne and I wanted to go to the clothing store next door to the bar. Mia was a little uncomfortable and didn't want to move—so we made an appointment to meet at the bar."

Louis frowned, "Do you think she is really uncomfortable, or..." He didn't say the rest of the words, but he believed that Pansy could understand.

In fact—if it was someone else, I would be a little surprised by Louis's attitude towards Mia—but Pansy, a girl whose relationship with Mia was basically above the freezing point, almost immediately understood what Louis meant.

"She has a very bad complexion, so she shouldn't be pretending." She said matter-of-factly, "but I think she's a little disturbed."

"Uneasy?" Louis said as he walked.

"Well," Pansy quickly followed behind Louis, "I don't know if it's because of my body or something."

He and Draco only separated for more than ten minutes—in such a short period of time, the two living people disappeared directly. Mia should be involved in this matter, but as for her being the victim, it is still The planner, he still needs something to verify.

Although he kept telling himself, be calm, be calm-at this time, the person who kidnaps Draco (if Draco is really lost) is not someone else-the three people in Gryffindor are simply impossible Well, there are a lot of people in Hogwarts who are at odds with Draco, but none of them have the courage—the old enemy of the Malfoy family is also unlikely, he believes in Lucius’ methods—then there is only one Candidates - mysterious people.

Thinking that Draco is now in the hands of the mysterious man, he was the one who caused it - Louis felt cold in his stomach, and his fingers trembled a little because of anger.

He shook his wand, and a huge explosive spell flew into the sky, and because it didn't touch anything, the spell exploded in the air like fireworks at a festival.

It just so happened that Professor McGonagall and Minister of Magic Fudge came out of the bar, "Louis!" Professor McGonagall's voice was distorted with anger, "What are you doing!"

Louis withdrew his wand, "Professor, three Slytherins have disappeared."

"What?" Professor McGonagall immediately realized the importance of this matter—three students, disappeared right under her and Fudge's eyes?

"Are you sure?" she asked seriously.

"There's nothing wrong." If Louis wasn't sure just now, he's absolutely sure now—Gray has sent back some bad news, and Draco seems to be unconscious now, but fortunately, he lives were not harmed.

This calmed him down a lot. The Mysterious Man's target was him. Before he achieved his goal, Draco's life would not be threatened—but some injuries were inevitable, which is why he was so eager to find the other party. .

But it is obvious that there is no use in being anxious. Louis felt that after venting, his brain was almost completely awake. He knew that he needed to plan carefully—how to draw the other party is not necessary to worry about, but how to take the initiative in it, he Still need to think about it.

"Black," said Fudge affirmatively from the side.

Judging from Professor McGonagall's meaning, it seems to be inclined to this.

Louis hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't express his guess—he couldn't prove to the other party that the mysterious man was targeting him—what did he say?Said that the mysterious person wanted to win him over?

Therefore, he still needs to do everything by himself - of course, this matter needs to be notified to Lucius as soon as possible, and if necessary, he wants to meet with him.

……

"Louis?"

Louis turned over on the bed. He heard someone calling him, but the voice was so vague that he couldn't determine the identity of the other party.

"Louis" seemed to realize that he was not awake, the voice called persistently.

Louis opened his eyes abruptly.

The next second, he sat up from the bed in surprise.

"Draco?" he asked, frowning.

"Yeah." The man sat down beside his bed, "Why did you go to bed so early today?"

Louis glanced out of the window subconsciously. Warm yellow light shone in through the white curtains, and the entire window frame turned a beautiful golden color.

"No." Louis turned his head, and he had regained his usual composure now, "You're not Draco—but you're not anyone else either."

He got out of bed before Draco could answer, and looked around.

There's nothing wrong with this being his dormitory in Slytherin, but it's just a space - in fact, looking out of his dormitory window, one can see the Gryffindor towers and their main castle, even if it's backlit. Well, he shouldn't be able to see nothing at all - if he can't see it, it proves that this is indeed not his dormitory - so where is this place?

When he opened the drawer, he knew he had guessed right.

He lifted the pale blue glowing crystal ball from its black velvet cushion.

Draco was still sitting on the bed, looking at him with his eyes open, oh no, he can't be called Draco now.

Louis walked up to the boy and sat down beside him, wand in one hand and the crystal ball in the other.

"Where were you?" he asked.

"Went to Professor Dumbledore's office." The boy moved back a little, keeping a safe distance from Louis.

"Where are you going and what are you going to do?" Louis pretended to be interested.

This time, the boy didn't answer him right away, until he urged, the other party said: "You know, he has one..." He moved his face closer, and Louis realized that the other party's pupils were not Della's eyes. Coe's pale gray, but red eyes like Gray's.

He didn't notice it just now, but since he noticed those red eyes, he felt more and more that the other party's eyes carried a kind of coldness that belonged to snakes.

At this moment, the boy stood up suddenly, and Louis was startled by his movement, also stood up, and took a step back.

"you……"

Before he could finish speaking, the boy raised his wand, and Louis also raised his wand, and a spell quickly formed in his heart.

But to his surprise, the other party drove the wand directly into his own stomach with great speed - Louis didn't even have time to stop (or maybe he didn't want to stop), and the boy's face began to crack , some pieces fell off.

"Come and go freely!"

The wand floated over from the opponent's hand, and slowly landed in Louis's hand, the tip of the wand was still stained with green blood——

The handle of the wand was carved with many tiny veins, and Louis thought of snake scales—but not quite the same, he vaguely remembered seeing this wand before—but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it .

The dazzling sunlight came in from the window, melting the window, the floor, and immediately after, the entire dormitory was melted in the sunlight.

Louis sat up in bed.

The sun has risen high, and the golden light is still dazzling through his dark green bed curtain.

He got out of bed, looked at the parchment and ink on the table, and thought of the letter from last night—if nothing else happened, the meeting between Lucius and him should be tomorrow afternoon, so he still has one more day today.

Well, first of all, he should go to the principal's office.

……

"Come in." Dumbledore's voice sounded from inside.

Louis pushed open the door and saw Professor Dumbledore who was standing with his back to him, admiring something.

When he saw the wand on the table - Louis was surprised for a second, but he quickly covered his emotion - if that was the case, then he should rethink what he should say what.

"I've been thinking about when you will come to find me." Dumbledore turned around, his eyes were shining with wisdom, and his whole person seemed to give people a feeling of "kind grandpa", as if what to do Anything that is not allowed can be discussed with him.

Louis answered the question with a polite smile.

"Sit down, kid." With a wave of Dumbledore's hand, a soft armchair appeared behind Louis, and Louis sat down obediently.

Professor Dumbledore blinked happily after seeing this scene.

"What did you come to see me for?" Dumbledore asked when Louis sat down.

"Professor, do you know the mysterious man?"

"Calling him by his original name—Voldemort, boy—fear doesn't solve anything, but facing fear can eliminate fear." Dumbledore enlightened.

"Okay, professor, can you tell me something about Voldemort?" Louis changed his name without a moment's pause—in fact, he didn't have any fear of Voldemort, but if he called the other person Voldemort, the people around him Most people will be very uncomfortable.

Voldemort, or You-Know-Who—it was just a code name in his mind.

But just because he wasn't afraid of the opponent didn't mean he could beat him—especially when Draco was still in the opponent's hands.

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Thank you, meow, for the land mines~ Meow~ It’s really hard to write a novel on the train...