[HP] I have a date with Snake House

, for the two persons in the sentence.My ears are going to fail, the boy thought, if possible, I would rather sit in the examination room until dark, as long as I stay away from these two names. "You have already said this once, what I want to say is, why don't you go by yourself?"

"Since Umbridge has been watching me, there's no way I'm going to let the whole school see our relationship. But you already knew that, didn't you?"

"Okay, you wait here for a while." Lancet said, turned and trotted towards the cellar to die.His thoughts were in such a mess that she had to analyze them one by one as she moved forward.

First of all, Harry will also associate the Dark Lord's actions in his dream, which shows that his Occlumency has basically not made much progress, but this should not be because his teacher is Professor Snape, and the two of them The personal relationship is so close that learning Occlumency in this teaching environment is not a more difficult task than the Patronus Charm.

Secondly, the Dark Lord actually already knew the relationship between Harry and Professor Snape, whether he caught Professor Snape to get Harry's prophecy ball for him or pretended to catch Professor Snape to stimulate Harry, This all shows one point: the Dark Lord has realized the influence of Professor Snape on Harry, and Professor Snape has probably been suspected by the Dark Lord.

And what they have to do is to be prepared. A good expectation is of course that Professor Snape will stay in his office or go to a temporary task. In this way, they can almost be sure that Harry's dream is A bait set by the Dark Lord, or completely ignored, or tricked, at least they can grasp some opportunities.The bad expectation is that Professor Snape is really under the control of the Dark Lord. This not only means that Professor Snape is in danger, but also means that he has lost a spy who has penetrated into the Death Eaters camp. .

The only good thing is: even if it is a bad plan, fortunately, the Dark Lord will not really kill the hostages before Harry feels it. At least for the time being, Professor Snape is still alive.

Of course, Lancet gasped, staring at the door of the dean's office in front of him, how I hope that when I knock on this door, there will be the moving and slippery voice of the dean from inside, even if this kind of Expectations sound like an insult to the Dark Lord's IQ.The boy took a deep breath and put his hands on the stone door, "Professor Snape?"

☆, the sword and the gold cup

108. The Sword and the Gold Cup

Contrary to Lancet's expectations, it wasn't a closed door that greeted him, but it wasn't Professor Snape's own voice either.

"Please come in." The owner of the voice is already a certain age, and there is perennial cheerfulness in the tone. Lancet obediently walked in, and then he was dazzled by a shiny silver beard. Dumbledore was very relaxed Sitting on the sofa in the office where there are hardly any people, he looked at him cheerfully: "You are finally here, my child."

"You knew it was me?" Even if you don't want to see this wrinkled old face anymore, you have to admit that all the speculation and anxiety before coming here disappeared the moment you saw Dumbledore up.Panting slightly, Lanster sat opposite the old man, and even had time to look at his clothes today: as always, he had no taste, especially the black gemstone ring with deep cracks on the old man's right hand.

"No, no, no, my child. Would you like something? A cup of honey...uh," he realized his slip of the tongue in time, "I mean, a cup of lemon tea?" The boy looked at the The half-empty honey bottle and the small teapot cautiously shook his head.

"We might as well turn the topic to the main topic right away, sir." Lanster leaned forward slightly, "You must know why I came?"

"Oh, yes. I know, Lancet, or you, or Hermione, Ron..." The old man raised his glass and said, "As long as it's not Harry, everyone else is within our expectations." Lanster noticed the 'we' in his mouth. "Right now it looks like our plans are going well."

"So do I need to go back and inform Harry now? About Professor Snape's current whereabouts."

"I don't think so," Dumbledore stroked his palm. "At this time, Sirius should have contacted Harry, and he will take him to that place."

"That—" Lancet instinctively wanted to leave, but before he could complete the sentence, Dumbledore obviously had something to say.

"You have other tasks to do, kid." Dumbledore poured the last drop of honey tea into his mouth, got up and said, "You, and little Mr. Malfoy."

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Knockturn Alley, Bojinbok Magic Shop.

In a small dark shop, the boss is lying on a shelf and wiping a crown with a strange luster. The store is not small, but the inside is filled with dense shelves, except for a few small candles at the door. , the light emitted by the goods on the shelves has become one of the few light sources in the store.

At this time, at the corner of the wall facing the store door, there was a 'dong' sound from an old cabinet, as if something inside suddenly hit the cabinet door from the cabinet.Then, there was another sound, more serious than the previous one, mixed with the squeeze of objects and the sound of people's pain.

"Damn, I didn't expect it to be so small." Accompanied by this complaint, the door of the cabinet was pushed open from the inside, and two human bodies staggered out of it.

"Oh, Merlin." Mr. Boginbok, who was holding a dirty rag in his hand, sighed dryly, put down his work and walked over. "This is different from the time you gave, Master Malfoy. I thought you would come to the store to pick it up in July as agreed."

Master Malfoy, who was dusting off his body, said dissatisfiedly, "But that's not the reason why you didn't maintain it according to my requirements, Bock, I didn't pay you even one nat less for its maintenance."

"I'm about to do this, master." The slick boss raised the dirty rag in his hand, and Draco subconsciously avoided the direction he was waving. "Then what can I do for you, sir?"

"I have other things today, Bok." After finishing the last button, Draco raised his chin and said, "I will leave from here in half an hour, before that, I hope you can sort it into It looks like what I expected. Otherwise, I will re-examine your store's service issues." After saying this, Master Platinum took the hand of the young man behind him, walked out of the magic shop, and left Knockturn Alley.

"The disappearing cabinet is good." After the two stepped on the ancient stone bricks in Diagon Alley, Lanster couldn't help but admire.

"I guess your appreciation is only because it won't cause dizziness when teleporting people."

"Isn't that enough?" Lancet said, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the tattered hat stuffed in his robe pocket, "Oh, damn it, it came out again," reaching out to stuff the dirty piece of fabric Putting it back in his pocket, "Of course I am not denying Dumbledore's idea, but to be honest, there are at least a million things that can be used as the scabbard of Gryffindor's sword, and he actually prefers this broken hat."

Master Malfoy, who was the first to step up the steps of Gringotts, couldn't help laughing, or rather gloating. "You should be thankful for the shabby hat, at least it got you into Slytherin."

"No, I would never be grateful for that. Besides, judging by the way I just acted, I probably should really be a Gryffindor." After all, not everyone can pull out of a certain broken hat A Gryffindor sword, the treasure of the Gryffindor town house, came.

"Okay, let's talk about something else, Draco." Lancet felt that the long ears of the goblins in the hall made him very uneasy-an uneasy about the secrecy of the conversation, "Are you really sure that the vault still belongs to you ?"

"Of course." Master Malfoy said arrogantly. At this moment, they had already stood in front of the stage of the office, and the goblin who was originally settling accounts had long been attracted by Draco's dazzling pale blond hair.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you, Master Malfoy?" Well, it seems that the recognition of the Malfoy family is not only widely circulated in the wizarding world.

"I want to see my vault, no, not the one of the Malfoy family, but the one of Lestrange."

"Of course, no problem." The goblin waved a younger goblin without even asking, "Take this young master Malfoy to vault 17."

After a long trolley trip, the two finally entered the vault.When the quaint golden cup came into view, Lancet heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. If they could get here smoothly, they had already succeeded in half.

"Okay, now it's your turn to play." Draco took a closer look at the vault, "Be careful not to let the golden cup touch other utensils, it's best to hit it right away, the utensils here are all set with the duplication spell and the Burning Curse."

The boy nodded, pulled out the soft sorting hat from his pocket, reached out his hand to feel inside, and soon pulled out a sword inlaid with red gemstones.

The author has something to say: (⊙v⊙) Well, it seems to be over_(:зゝ∠)_

☆, ending

109. Ending

"That's a good sword." After coming out of the vault, the two ignored the Sorting Hat's protest and stuffed the gold cup and sword that had been pierced into it. Ruby on the sword handle.

"It's not your concern," Draco said slowly, "I now hope to get back to the surface as soon as possible. The humid air here makes me sick."

Intentionally expressed dissatisfaction with his blunt tone, but thinking of this person's status and wealth, Yao Jing reluctantly complied.It was surprising how smooth the journey was. In short, the two returned to the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts after returning from the disappearing cabinet in Borginburg's shop, and found that it didn't even take them an hour to go back and forth.

"I feel terrified," said the young queen fearfully. "To be honest, until the gold cup was pierced with a hole, I was always worried about what would happen."

"But the truth is no, oh wait," Draco said softly, pulling a double-sided mirror out of his pocket, "Father?"

On the other side of the mirror was Mr. Malfoy who looked a bit embarrassed. "Has it been successful?"

"Yes, we have returned to Hogwarts now." Draco endured for a while, and then asked, "Why do you look so..." Young Master Platinum insisted not to use 'wool' on his father this phrase.

"I just dealt with some things," the man said lightly, "It's getting late, you'd better go back to your dormitory now, I will contact you first if I have any news."

"Okay," Draco calmly closed the two-way mirror, turned his head and said in disbelief, "Dad killed the Dark Lord's snake."

"how do you know?"

"When I just turned on the double-sided mirror, I saw something white with scales on the corner, and you can see it too, the traces of the battle just now on Dad's body."

"But shouldn't he be by the Dark Lord's side?" Lancet retorted, "We all know that the Dark Lord will probably meet Dumbledore and the others today."

"I don't know what method Papa used, but apparently, he stayed and, come to think of it, we were sent out to destroy the Gold Cup, Dumbledore went to confront the Dark Lord, and Papa would of course have been there if he wasn't there against something that is equal."

The equivalent of being a Horcrux, Nagini, another Horcrux of the Dark Lord.

"I hope Harry and the others are doing well."

In fact, it went too smoothly, probably not long after they walked into the dormitory, Draco's double-sided mirror started to move again, and the two teenagers looked at each other, then switched it on with a little nervousness.

"Little dragon," Mr. Malfoy rarely controlled his expression, and even his neat appearance was thrown aside: one sleeve of Mr. Malfoy's robe was pulled up high, pale and Laco's identical face was pale pink with excitement, "He's dead."

Lance finally realized: the arm that was branded with the Dark Mark, which symbolizes the symbol of the Death Eaters, is now extremely clean.

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"The mysterious man discovered the Ministry of Magic and was wiped out on the spot."

"Justice Triumphs - A toast to the greatest White Wizard of the century and the Boy Who Lived."

"The well-deserved savior."

Lanster looked through the headlines of the newspapers in his hand one by one, and found that the contents were mostly the same, and there were no other topics. However, in all honesty, what news could be better than this on the morning after the Dark Lord was actually eliminated? Where is the best? ——Except for "The Quibbler", the title of this magazine is about the existence and authenticity of the different-eyed tripter, and the conclusion is that it does exist.

Until recently, the children who were taken to the Department of Mysteries last night had all returned to Hogwarts, except for the golden boy Savior who was now said to be sent to a secret place to heal his wounds.Lancet glanced at the vacant position of Head Slytherin again, and finally had a rough idea of ​​where Mr. Savior was healing.

The students in Hogwarts couldn't stop cheering like crazy. Of course, some Slytherins were so preoccupied that they were no longer present, but no matter what, the auditorium was almost blown up.

"Be quiet, be quiet, children." Dumbledore wore a fancy and troublesome magic robe as usual, "I know that you probably have countless words in your heart that you want to share with the people around you, but before that, can you Can you spare some time to say a few words to me, an old man?"

This is of course no problem, everyone now knows that last night, the dear principal once again directly fought against the mysterious man, and joined forces with the savior boy to really put the mysterious man to death!Also, because of Dumbledore's victory, the disgusting toad finally left Hogwarts. After a year of torment, the children lamented for the first time that there is no pink teacher's table. Fresh and unpretentious.

"It's the end of another year," said Dumbledore, just like every year. "In this year, we have experienced a lot. Just last night, Voldemort, who was feared by countless people, has bid farewell to this era." .”

"However, this is not the most important thing." The old man said cheerfully, "You see, now, we should allocate some experiences to our Academy Cup." The little animals were almost stunned by Dumbledore's words, no Knowing why, after Dumbledore made it clear that the Academy Cup was more important than the killing of the mysterious man, they agreed a little bit.

"In the past year, our No.4: Gryffindor College, 11 points; No.3: Hufflepuff College, 168 points; No.2: Ravenclaw College, 439 points; No. .1: Slytherin House, 2674 points." The old man announced the score without changing his expression, not at all confused by the huge difference in points between the four houses. "I think there should be some points that need to be added here."

"First of all, our Miss Hermione Granger and Mr. Ron Weasley, they performed well in the battle last night, overcame many difficulties, and made a lot of contributions to defeating the dark forces. I think they Worthy of being added 500 points, per person."

Alright, now that Gryffindor's score has jumped to No.2, Lanster shrugged helplessly, feeling that this scene is somewhat familiar now.

"Secondly, our Mr. Lancenot and Mr. Draco Malfoy, the two of them alone completed a task necessary to defeat Voldemort, which relieved our worries for the war. Similarly, 500 points each."

"Finally, our Harry Potter, who in the war, disregarded his own life, defeated Voldemort alone, ushered in another peace for us, he deserves to fill up the entire hourglass score, so now, I give The highest score he can get: 2662 points. Now, we should make some small changes to the auditorium layout."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and in an instant, the decoration of the Great Hall was filled with silver and green. "Congratulations to Slytherin House for winning this year's House Cup. You may have noticed that Headmaster Snape cannot attend some things today, so, Mr. Malfoy, as a prefect, you can come here instead of Headmaster Snape Take back your trophy."

Lanster felt that he might never see this scene again in his life: these Slytherins who might be left alone in the family, these Slytherins who were isolated and slandered this morning, are He lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

No matter how arrogant these little snakes are usually, they never thought that one day, their own college might wither in Hogwarts, a thousand-year-old school. Until this morning, their parents, or relatives, seniors and seniors Their names appear on the list of those who have been captured, and their academy has truly become a dark symbol.When entering the auditorium, there was no customary arrangement that the winner of the highest score should appear, and there were no panic or disdainful comments from other people, only silence and ignorance.Almost all Slytherins felt a kind of panic in their hearts: From today onwards, will there still be a Slytherin house in Hogwarts?

"Clang", the trophy was placed in the center of the Slytherin table by Draco, and the handsome Mr. Prefect raised the cup first, "Another Slytherin year."

(Finish)

Ask here if there is a custom-made Wenkai, do you want a baby? Jinjiang seems to have a minimum of 10 books, and now 2 babies have been confirmed. If I can make up 8 more, I will ask the editor. The deadline for registration will be after the episode is finished. 10 days, if there are not enough 10 by then, the stupid author will sneak back and delete this paragraph (.﹏.)

The author has something to say: Okay, this is the end of the book of Snake Yard, and the main text ends here.Now let me chatter a few words_(:зゝ∠)_

When I wrote the article before, I thought that I could write a good story about this subject that I liked so much that I was willing to write for it, but after I finished writing the ending, I felt that I had ruined my heart.There are too many useless settings in the first half of the book, and the description of the story is straightforward without any foreshadowing. The second half of the book is because the procrastination is too long, so it doesn’t feel like it started in one go, and because of the rush to finish, many plots have been skipped.The structure of the whole article is chaotic, some pits dug before are not explained, some settings are written and I have forgotten, and the emotional development of the protagonists is logical and scary.

Just like what a senior said before, with the same subject matter, I can write a story that is several times better than this story now, with clearer adjustments, fuller characters, and more capable language, but it is a pity that this You have run out of stalks that make you so excited that you are willing to write for it and step into the code word circle.Now I also kind of understand why some authors insist on overhauling their text even after it has entered V, because this waste has this urge now...

There will be some extra episodes in the future, and then I will decide whether to open customization according to everyone’s opinion, um, let’s go to Jiangzi, I’m going to sleep if I’m in a complicated mood, good night little fairies