[hp] stay out of it

Malfoy sat on the couch waiting, feeling a little silly with nothing to do, and after a few minutes, he began to pay attention to the various exquisite collections in the Black house.When he relaxed a little, there was another movement from the fireplace downstairs, and then he heard the conversations of the school professors.

McGonagall, Flitwick, Dumbledore.McGonagall was discussing something in a low voice with Dumbledore, and it was Harry again, Harry that.Of course.The favorite of the professors, Malfoy, idly listened to their conversation, curling his lips in disgust: They don't know how much risk we just took to achieve such an achievement.

We are the heroes of the moment.

Harry was slightly taken aback when he walked into the living room, and Malfoy snuggled into the sofa with a sullen face, blending in with the cold atmosphere of Black House.

Why is he here too?

There was a few seconds of silence in the air, and finally Malfoy said with a nonchalant haughty expression: "Hi."

"Hi," Harry replied coldly, taking the seat furthest away from him.

For some reason, Professor Flitwick didn't follow the others into the conference room, and he followed up to the second floor, holding a tray with two donuts on it.

Malfoy stood up and saluted Flitwick, who was also taken aback: "Why aren't you at school? Did you ask Professor Snape for leave?"

"Please." Malfoy lied without hesitation.He knew Snape would cover him.

Flitwick was a little skeptical of Malfoy's answer, but he wasn't the type of teacher who was good at deducting points from other houses, but the kind of nice guy who would be a little embarrassed when the number of donuts didn't match the number of people.

"I'll go down and get another one." He shrugged.

"Professor, I'll go." Harry said hurriedly, he didn't want to be in the same room with Malfoy and stared at each other awkwardly.

"It's okay, just a few flights of stairs." Professor Flitwick said with a smile, and had already gone downstairs.

Harry had to sit down again.

There must have been a meeting downstairs, because the kitchen door was closed, and the buzzing discussions that could be heard just now disappeared.

In a few seconds, the fireplace below was burning again.When Malfoy heard the voice, he almost thought it was Vincent, who had been missing for several months, and sat up straight with a concerned expression.

The guy downstairs almost tripped and made a lot of noise when he was getting out of the fireplace—it wasn't him who was so clumsy.Malfoy relaxed in disappointment, but on second thought, maybe it was Bellini?

Mrs. Weasley stopped the guy downstairs: "Hey, Seid, where are you going? They're in a meeting."

Malfoy sank into the sofa cushions in disappointment—could there be any more fools in this villa?

If he could put down his airs and have a few words with Kritch, the house-elf of the house, he might be able to reach a high level of agreement on this matter.

Harry, feeling the opposite, hurried to the stairs and looked down.

"There is something urgent, Mrs. Weasley." Cedric was so anxious that he was sweating and could barely speak: "Please let me go."

"What happened?" Harry asked concerned.

"Calm down, my dear." Mrs. Weasley waved her wand, calling for a glass of water.

Cedric had seen Mrs. Weasley's stubbornness, and although he was almost burning with anxiety, he obediently drank the water.He wiped his mouth, just as the wizards inside noticed the movement and opened the door.

"Diggory, why are you here? Is there something wrong with the internship?" Flitwick appeared from another direction, and put down the plate full of donuts in his hand.

"Professor!" Cedric's lips trembled. "She was kidnapped by Death Eaters."

Everyone inside and outside the conference room held their breath.Harry was confused, but the professors clearly knew who Cedric was referring to.Zhang is one of Flitwick's favorite students. He asked anxiously, "When did it happen?"

"Just now."

"Go in and talk," Flitwick patted Cedric's waist reassuringly (he can only reach this height), turned around and hurriedly told Mrs. Weasley, "Go up and stay with Harry. Keep an eye on him."

"You sound like a giant baby." Malfoy seized the opportunity to throw a taunt.Harry was so busy listening to the movement downstairs that he didn't even retort for a while.

Lupine seemed to be saying, "Now is not the time to relax, the Death Eaters' counterattack must be—"

The door was closed, and Mrs. Weasley went up to the second floor with a tray of donuts.

"Who was kidnapped?" Harry whispered to Mrs. Weasley.

"I don't know any more than you do, Harry."

"He meant Cho," said Malfoy so abruptly that Mrs Weasley jumped.

Malfoy gave her a haughty nod, and went on, "Cedric and Cho are both interns at the Auror office. The Death Eaters must have gone mad after what happened today. The violent gang at the Auror office should have expected that." It's dangerous, and it even allows fresh graduates to be kidnapped."

He was so generous with the information that Harry couldn't figure it out.He didn't know whether to thank him for the information or to continue the discussion with him, but Malfoy didn't expect any response, so he muttered again: "The third...are the Ravenclaws getting unlucky recently?"

Harry only knew about Qiu who had the accident just now, and Vincent who had dropped out of school for no reason: "What? Who is the other one?"

Malfoy didn't answer him.

Harry took a bite of the donut and exchanged a look with Mrs Weasley.

A few minutes later, Harry picked up the second donut and suddenly choked and coughed terribly. Mrs. Weasley cast a few spells, but they were so strangely ineffective that she had to scurry down the road. Go upstairs to get water.

Malfoy glanced over there in disgust, and then his eyes were a little surprised: "What are you doing with that expression?"

Harry miraculously stopped coughing, glared at Malfoy, and, for some reason, raised his wand.

"Put it down!" Malfoy warned, and he stood up from the sofa immediately, distanced himself from the suddenly mad Harry.

The sound of Mrs. Weasley's hurried footsteps appeared on the stairs, Harry took a few steps back, his eyes were stern, but at the same time he said in a very brisk tone: "Mrs. A book? On the little table downstairs, in a green cover."

It was a strange request, and from Malfoy's point of view, it was clearly an attempt to send her away.He didn't know the situation and didn't make a sound.

Mrs. Weasley also didn't respond to the sudden request for a book, and went up a few more levels. Harry said, "Really, please help me get that book. This is very important, Mrs. Weasley."

Despite the disgust on Harry's face, his voice was soft and unmistakable.His plea was very effective.Mrs. Weasley's footsteps went down.

The eyes of the man on the opposite side were as cold as death, and Malfoy suddenly realized something, and a chill came from behind.

He knew the look.

This should be the eyes of the dead.

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10 minutes ago.

After Cedric entered the meeting room, the members of the Order of the Phoenix made a short final touch on the topic of "aircraft".Although Cedric was in a hurry, he heard this frequent keyword in the Auror office, so he waited anxiously.

"We don't need to learn the principle of Muggle transportation anymore," said Moody. It got down—"

Sirius held up his hand and interjected, "No, if it's against the engine—"

"Why have you become a Muggle expert?" Moody said.

"Actually, the principle is very simple, its dynamics—" Mr. Weasley tried to explain.

"But even if you mess up its power, it's hard to guarantee that it will be so accurate." Tonks analyzed rationally. "Our intelligence is that Voldemort barely survived the first impact, but the explosion and debris from the plane completely destroyed him."

Snape added inexplicably, "Is the snake dead too?"

"Dead. One impact, two explosions, nothing survived at the scene." Tonks felt strange, but still answered him.

Snape and Dumbledore exchanged a look.

"The targeting is too obvious. There is definitely magic in this incident, and it is definitely not directed at the plane." Moody said.

"So you're trying to say that someone cast a doom curse on the Dark Lord? And he hasn't found out? That's worse than aiming a plane at him," Snape said.

"We are denying all possibilities, but there is no doubt that this has happened. It doesn't make sense." Diggle said.

The wizards paused for a moment, looking at Dumbledore dejectedly, as if expecting him to suddenly announce that he had done this great deed.

Dumbledore seemed to have some thoughts, but he didn't say anything, but touched his fingertips: "We are all so clueless, we can imagine the mood of the Death Eaters." He looked at Cedric,

"Several seniors are already looking for her, but they told me to go home." Cedric said distraughtly.

"You are inexperienced in combat, so you really need to be protected. Stay in the agency for now, and we will also pay attention to Zhang's information."

"The security of the school needs to be strengthened," McGonagall said.

Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

Sirius asked: "Since the security of the school has been strengthened, why did you bring Harry here?"

Dumbledore didn't answer right away, he counted the numbers silently in his mind, from one to five.Of the seven Horcruxes, five have been resolved and the sixth is in Lestrange's vault.

There is a seventh...

What should I do?

Dumbledore glanced in the direction of the second floor of the ceiling.

Then someone knocked on the door.

Mrs. Weasley poked her head in: "Have you seen a green book? Harry is in a hurry."

Mr. Weasley frowned: "We're in a meeting, Molly."

The wizards at the table looked around for help: "There aren't any books here, Molly. Maybe you should look elsewhere."

"That's strange. Harry said it must be here. I've been looking elsewhere for several minutes."

Snape glanced at Flitwick, then at Mrs. Weasley: "Is he left upstairs alone? He should be well watched." He pulled out his chair and stood up with a sullen face going up.

"He's not a magical creature, he can stay by himself for 5 minutes," Mrs. Weasley said a little angrily, "and, he's not alone on it, the boy from the Malfoy family is with him."

Dumbledore also stood up abruptly, and strode out following Snape.

Tonks apologized in a panic. "I'm sorry I brought Draco here. He's not safe in the Ministry by himself, I thought—"

The others didn't understand, so they stood up from the table and asked the two people with their eyes.

There was a loud explosion on the second floor.The whole house began to shake.Everyone drew their wands and rushed for the stairs.

Sirius didn't run away, he reached out and grabbed Snape: "What are you hiding?"

Snape came out with a strange look in his eyes: "Potter shouldn't be in contact with Malfoy."

"Don't they meet every day at school?" Sirius felt very bad.It occurred to him that there was a time when Voldemort could see through Harry's eyes what Harry saw - but why was it so important today?

Members of the Order of the Phoenix rushed upstairs. "Where did they go?" "Harry—? Draco?" Such a voice came out, and the faces of the two downstairs were very ugly.

Snape cast a somber glance at the door and repeated a phrase that had been mentioned countless times today: "The Dark Lord is dead."

"What does this have to do with Harry?"

"It matters a lot," he said.

The seventh Horcrux.

They didn't keep the seventh Horcrux safe.

Snape imagined the future.They will soon face off against the Dark Lord in Harry's skin.

He protected the child for 16 years in vain.In the end, he had to watch him get killed.

Or be killed by him?

Fate has always been stingy in giving him a little comfort, even if it's just a pair of her eyes, he doesn't have the right to stare at them for a long time.

The author has something to say:

Note: In the past few months, five of Voldemort's Horcruxes were found and destroyed by Dumbledore.Now only the Harry and Hufflepuff pendants remain.

After Voldemort's death, there is a high probability that the soul will be resurrected in the pendant, but what kind of stimulation Harry receives, such as seeing his son eating donuts in the enemy's base camp, is such a powerful scene. come over.

That's what's happening right now.

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