[HP] Noble

"Bracey, go inform Professor Snape and tell him we're in trouble. Pansy - Pansy? Oh come on, Pansy, my good girl, come here, the blood won't splash all over your skirt , go to the closet and get some hemorrhoids, it's the seventh from the top in the second row from the left. Astoria, I hope you can notify Madam Pomfrey as soon as possible——wait Wait for Brace, let Professor Snape bring his Potent Haemostat and Black Magic Healing Spray—"

Draco assigned tasks, and everyone whose name was called immediately moved, and the Slytherin common room seemed lively for the first time.

Scorpius stood there in embarrassment, the dry blood on his face made his jaw itch a little, so he stretched out his hand to scratch it, and then rubbed more of the fresh blood on there.Draco hesitated for half a second whether to hand him his handkerchief - or just wipe it off for him... That hideous face, smeared with other people's blood, was an eyesore.

But after a second, he dismissed the idea - even if his handkerchief was the size of a carpet, it probably wouldn't be able to wipe off the blood on the fourth-year Slytherin.

"You gotta do some aftermath, boy." Draco took two steps forward, into Scorpius, "put him against the wall, you can't just keep carrying him like this and put his face up ,let me see."

Scorpius complied.

Draco's face darkened the first moment he saw the man's lifeless face.Without looking back, he took the hemostatic grass that Pan Xi handed over and pinched it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly asked, "Where did Goyle go?"

"I don't know," Pansy said inexplicably. "I'm probably in the kitchen with Crabbe. What happened?"

"Everyone go to him and ask him to come back to the cellar right away——Nort, it seems that you have to go to the principal's office. I'm afraid it's not that simple."

After Nott went out, Scorpius couldn't help reaching out and scratching his chin again - this seemingly silly gesture gave Draco the urge to knock him down and beat him up.The ignorant black-haired Slytherin hesitated for a moment, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Who is this?"

If you don't know who it is, just go to the cellar to pick it up!Draco took a deep breath: "Know the Knight Bus?"

"I know," Scorpius replied neatly, "the means of transportation that exists specifically for short-distance travel services for wandering wizards. It is the original prototype of the 'ghost shuttle' that Muggles call it. Raise your wand at the side of the road, and use a lumo-"

"Stan Thornpark, conductor on the Knights Bus."

Scorpius: "Huh?"

"It's the identity of this person you picked up."

"What?" Scorpius couldn't hide his surprise, "But... this is unscientific! Why did he appear at Hogwarts covered in blood?!"

"Probably because of your constitution that can meet anything." Draco said with a headache.

"It's none of my business!" Scorpius protested, "I just passed by with the gray ball and found him!"

"Yes, of course it has nothing to do with you, you are just passing by." Prince Slytherin waved his hand perfunctorily, "I'll just say it casually, don't take it seriously." After finishing speaking, he rubbed the hemostatic grass, rubbed it After forming a ball, he squeezed the conductor's chin and stuffed the ball of grass into his mouth. From Scorpius's point of view, the action seemed simple and rude.

Draco took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, turned to the fourth-year Slytherin who stared at him with wide eyes, and frowned: "What are you looking at me for?"

Everything that happened last night must have been my hallucination. Even in 1 years, I shouldn't expect Draco Malfoy to say a word to me gently.Scorpius blinked. "No, nothing, sir."

Draco was already familiar with the boy's strange address, he threw the handkerchief away: "Before Dumbledore comes, go and wash yourself, our headmaster is too old to stand such a big scare like you .”

"...Oh, the blood is not mine."

"I know." But I thought it was, and was almost scared to death, thanks to you.Draco let out a heavy breath, "Of course I know it's not yours, or are you going to just hang them up for the rest of your life?"

"Oh, yes," said Scorpius dully, "I'll go, Mr. Malfoy."

Of course, Scorpius didn't know that among the chaotic crowd, their Slytherin prefect took a break from his busy schedule and watched his back until he completely disappeared around the corner at the end of the stairs.

Goyle came here with Professor Snape - I seem to have mentioned before, in fact, the circle of ancient magic families in Britain is so big, if you come to two pure-blood families, you may be able to draw more or less within three generations. Some connections—the conductor, for example, happened to be a distant cousin of Gower's.

However, this was enough to shock Goyle—at least Draco had never seen Goyle write a letter to his family as consciously as today in six years.

"Where's Little Gretel?" Snape knelt down beside the half-dead poor ghost, and took out the Black Magic Healing Spray. The light blue liquid quickly turned into something like a spider web after meeting the air. Sampak's exposed skin then quickly changed from blue to dark blue.

"It's covered in blood, I sent him upstairs," Draco said naturally, earning a strange look from his godfather.

"The Sorting Hat must regret that he didn't sort him into Gryffindor."

"He's only stupid when he needs to be smart, Professor," Draco said lazily. "For the most part he's pretty smart."

By the time Dumbledore arrived, those blue webs had turned into sticky black things, which made the young man look even worse.

Although his face is still pale and weak, but if you look closely, you will find that his breathing has become much easier than before.

"Thanks, Severus, for a very timely response."

Dumbledore had been to the Slytherin dungeon one of the few times in his lifetime, and when he walked out the door of the lounge, the top of his head knocked off his hat too low.With a calm expression on his face, he drew out his wand and used a few restoration spells quickly and accurately, then he paused, stretched out his hand to half open the young man's chin, and took out the hemostatic weed from his mouth, and this one went on The elderly wizard gave the Slytherin prefect a stare of unabashed approval.

Dumbledore's white magic is gradually taking effect. When Scorpius hurriedly washed himself and walked down the stairs, the conductor was able to open his eyes, and Dumbledore squatted beside him, Ask him some questions in a low voice, and occasionally you can see the young man shaking his head or nodding slightly.

After seeing Scorpius, Dumbledore obviously remembered something, he summoned all the Slytherins, and then used a group oath spell.

He asked everyone to promise to keep everything that happened today tight-lipped and not reveal even a word to outsiders.

Draco was all too familiar with this - the last time he used this oath spell was in third year, when Dumbledore asked everyone to keep Scorpius' lineage and abilities completely secret - and it was indeed received Good results. Three years later, when the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters collided countless times, the snobbery from the east brought countless benefits to the Order of the Phoenix, so that it temporarily stabilized the two sides that were about to fall to the side of the Dark Lord. situation.

When it was confirmed that the oath spell was officially in effect, Dumbledore returned to the conductor.

He pointed the tip of his wand at the young man—

For a split second, Scorpius noticed a withdrawal from the conductor, driven by primal fear.

However, Dumbledore didn't seem to see it, and his wand was raised higher——

"Application for asylum," said Dumbledore, in a simple command tone.

Snape's expression changed: "Dumbledore—"

Sampak looked at the people around him in confusion—on the faces of more people, he saw the same confusion as himself, and finally, he said weakly: "I...apply for asylum at Hogwarts School. "

A red light shot from the tip of Dumbledore's wand, completely enveloping the frail man.

"Until it's all over."

"Until it's all over," Sompak went on.

The red light became brighter and more dazzling. After flickering for a while, the red light finally became dim and completely disappeared in the man's heart.

"Dumbledore, the Law of Asylum is only fully in effect during war." Snape stood aside with his hands down, speaking softly as if talking to himself.

Dumbledore put away his wand, and when he turned around, Scorpius noticed that his gait was not as agile as people thought, and the elderly wizard, still bright blue Eyeing his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he said calmly, "However, as you can see, the war has begun, Severus."