[HP] Noble

Scorpius never knew that a walk could be so purposeful - this way he ran towards the lake non-stop, as if he knew in his heart that there was some important person or thing waiting for him of.

But he soon learned the truth.

Because there was a person standing by the lake, judging from the dampness of the robe on his head, he might have been waiting here for a long time.He turned his back to Scorpius, but he obviously knew of his arrival. His tall back moved, but he never turned around.

This back figure is very recognizable - Scorpius has been in Hogwarts for two years, but he has not been able to find anyone with a similar size to him.Scorpius paused, took a step back subconsciously, and called out vigilantly: "Dirga Brest... sir?"

The person whose back was turned to him finally turned around.Renault Dilgabrest looked very indifferent and repulsive, he straightened his sleeves with a blank face - Scorpius thought it was a subconscious action in a certain state.He wore Durmstrang's school robes, his handsome face half hidden by the shadows cast by the trees by the lake.

He held a wand in his hand.

Renault Diljabrest moved, and as his robe fluttered, Scorpius seemed to vaguely see something behind him-but soon, Slytherin's vision was completely blocked, and the mass It just showed a corner for no apparent reason, but it was completely blocked by Dirga Brest.

"You declined the marriage invitation from Dilja Brest."

Before Scorpius could speak, Renault Diljabrist said darkly.

Going straight to the point, not even a symbolic "you are here" "Oh, you are also here, what a coincidence, hahaha", which caught Scorpius a little by surprise...

So at this time, just smile?

So the second-year Slytherin smiled awkwardly: "Well, I saw the letter. But my dad seems to be very angry... No, it's not for this reason, the main reason is that I think I'm still young... Wait, also No, it's just, uh, I don't think I'm gay."

Dilja Brest raised his eyebrows slightly, looking very puzzled: "Gay?"

"Yeah, gay, meaning, I think I might like girls."

"It doesn't matter, I think you are suitable for the Dilja Brest family." Dilja Brest stared at Scorpius calmly and said, "Marriage will bring many other great meanings."

Who cares what grand and long-term plans you have!This time it was Scorpius' turn to be nervous, and his hands were tangled under his robe for a long time. Finally, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the wand in the hands of the tall Durmstrang. His heart moved, and he subconsciously left a dragon leather bag with his hands behind his waist On... Hey, wait, where is the dragon skin bag?

Did not bring.

Suppressing the strong desire to turn around and run away, Scorpius became more and more uneasy. He looked around and found that he had unknowingly walked into the jungle by the lake. The students walking by the lake outside Quite a few, but completely covered by a row of thick bushes, from which nothing could be seen from the outside.

There were only him and Renault Diljabrest around.

This time, he didn't believe it was a coincidence that he was killed.

"What did you put in that flower?" Scorpius carefully put his hands back together, gently covering his pocket with his wand in it.

Reynolds Dilgabrest's wand was casually played with on the fingertips - Scorpius had seen Draco do this before, it was a subconscious move that usually preceded an attack.And this seemingly random little action allowed the wand to stop at any position at any time and shoot spells in any direction.

"A little trick that doesn't do much harm," said Renault Dilgabrest tenderly. "It's just to make you obey."

Creepy feeling.Scorpius twitched the corners of his lips, wondering if this was a forced marriage.

Before he had time to say a word, a slight groan came from behind Dilja Brest, and the two were startled at the same time, Scorpius stared at the front in confusion, until Durmstrang showed disdain, no He clicked his tongue impatiently, and moved away a little.

The moment he saw what was behind him clearly again, Scorpius screamed.

A person is bound there.

He seemed to have suffered a lot—the light blue wizard robe was covered with muddy water and grass roots, he was tightly bound by a plant similar to vines, and he knelt on the ground. Every barb seems to have stabbed firmly into his flesh. The dirty wizard robe was so blurred by blood that its original color could hardly be seen, and there were large swaths of blood of varying degrees of dryness on it.

The man knelt on the ground with his head down. If it wasn't for the violent ups and downs of his chest, he would have looked like a corpse.

Scorpius felt his blood flow backwards.

He didn't know what kind of magic could produce such evil effects, but he was sure that this was definitely not something that could be learned in Hogwarts classrooms.

Seeing the truth, Dilja Brest was not nervous, but sighed softly, and smiled at Scorpius: "You know too much."

Scorpius: "?!"

At this moment, the second-year Slytherin almost wanted to grab the ground with his head, and told the person in front of him with his face covered in blood: I don't want to know anything, please cover it up quickly.

But it's too late to say anything now.

"He was going to die." The tip of the wand contemptuously raised the man's chin on the ground. Dirga Brest's tone was still very flat, even though Scorpius, who was standing about three meters away from him, was hit again. frightened.

His face was pale, his eyes were severely sunken, his normally neat hair was now clung to his head in a mess, and his beard looked like it hadn't been done in days.His chin was raised, and Scorpius saw his full face. This person was Barty Crouch, an official from the Ministry of Magic and one of the original referees of the Triwizard Tournament.

He looks bad.

In a trance, he didn't seem to be quite sober, his lips were twitching, and he was rambling on something, words that couldn't be coherent at all, including "son" and "Weasley" in the middle (Scorpius was surprised heard the name of the family) and something like "I'm sorry".In addition, the word with the highest repetition rate is "Dumbledore".

"No, no, there is no more Dumbledore, Mr. Crouch, you have to die today." Dirga Brest said in a cheerful tone, and under Scorpius' horrified gaze, he put the tip of his wand, It pressed firmly against Mr. Crouch's temple.

Scorpius felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

His brain can't function at all - why does this happen on a walk, this Durmstrang doesn't seem to be joking at all - well, Mr. Crouch is like this, no one is going to lie to a second grader Play this role-playing game as a dead student!

"Stop!" Scorpius felt like he was going crazy, and blurted out without thinking, "You can't do this!"

To his surprise, the magic wand that was firmly pressed against the man's temple really loosened a bit. Renault Dirgabriste withdrew the wand expressionlessly, and his dark blue eyes glanced at him with unknown emotions. He glanced at the very nervous Slytherin, and shook his head disapprovingly: "I remember I praised you, you should be a standard Slytherin."

Scorpius: "..." WHO fucking CARES!

"Keep your grace and wit. I'm after you, Scorpius Great."

Scorpius: "..." Let me go, please.

"It's that person's intention, and it's also my own wish." Dilja Brest said lightly, "But my family is not his servant, if you beg for mercy, I can let it go This official from the British Ministry of Magic—the Triwizard Tournament still looks like he needs him, doesn't it?"

Scorpius continued to keep a blank look on his face: I didn't understand what you were talking about at all, will I tell you this kind of thing.

Dilja Brest: "Please, I'll let him go."

Scorpius (categorically): "Okay, please, let him go."

The tall boy on the opposite side paused, then laughed softly.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Not enough."

"How is it enough?"

"Yes to my proposal, and then right here, come here and kiss me."

Scorpius felt that "it is not advisable to go out" must have been written in the almanac today.

Otherwise, how could there be such a bloody disaster, just a single spread of cloth can detain a pot of dog's blood head-on.

Seeing Scorpius not moving, Durmstrang frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "I'm not very patient."

So Scorpius stiffened his head and moved forward half a step——

Of course he couldn't watch Crouch die.

Reynolds Dilgabrest looked very pleased with his understanding, and despite the wariness in his eyes - so armed and guarded to the point that Scorpius didn't even dare to risk pulling his wand - —Although even if you pull it out, you can't beat them, but everyone wants to resist symbolically.

At this moment, the sound of people running was heard in the distance.

There are at least three people here.

The happy look on Reynolds Dilgabrest's face disappeared, he stood up straight, took out his wand and pointed it at Crouch without hesitation—

"No—don't—" Scorpius gasped!

"Imperio!"

"Obliviate!"

Two red and green rays of light shot out from the tip of the wand at the same time. The force was so strong that Crouch was knocked out and hit a tree behind him hard - and then he seemed to be completely dead. slipped from the tree and fell lifelessly to the ground.

"Great—"

Less than ten meters away from the grass, came a familiar voice with a sense of tension.

It's Draco.

Before Scorpius could relax for a moment, he saw Dilja Brest turned to him, the tip of his wand pointed straight at him.

……

The bloody wizard and Ministry of Magic official fell under the tree like a corpse. His eyes were lifeless, and his body was covered in black magic-generated plant vines, stained with blood.Scorpius Great fell to the side intact, breathing evenly, and looked so peaceful that he seemed to be asleep.

Draco and his party pushed aside the grass and saw such a scene.