[HP] Noble

I don't know who called out Draco's name happily and proudly. When there was commotion on the far side of the school's boundary wall, it seemed that hundreds of people mighty and mightily climbed over the wall out of sight, shouting loudly. Shouting and rushing from the wall to the castle!Scorpius looked up, and a large number of bloody undead pressed in like a real army, followed by dozens of werewolves. However, as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long time, the Taoist formation instantly lined up, and the huge The hanging talisman rose from the ground, with cinnabar characters and a yellow talisman bottom. The dazzling light bound all the blood-colored undead into the eight trigrams formation of heaven and earth.

In the Forbidden Forest not far away, I remembered the sound of hoofbeats and the sound of drawing bows. From the flames of the Fire King, groups of horsemen appeared together. Their bows and arrows drew a high angle from the sky and finally fell. Almost every piece is slammed into the solid flesh of the Werewolf Vanguard!

The wizards fought together, and people kept falling down. The pure white snow was trampled into a mess, and all kinds of blood spilled all over the ground.A furry animal's foot wiped Scorpius' face and landed, trampling a goblin into a meat paste without hesitation. Behind Scorpius was a Slytherin girl with the blood of an eight-legged sharp-toothed spider. The whole body is hairy, as tall as a three-story house, only her face can still see her usual appearance, and at this moment, the girl is full of discomfort, "Seriously, if Mr. Malfoy didn't ask for this, she complained loudly to Scorpius, "I don't want to be seen like this in my life!"

"Thanks, Lavrena!" Scorpius waved his hand to her with a smile, and drew out his wand. The sharp red light knocked away a stinging hummingbird that was trying to attack the spider girl's face, leaving only the bird's wail and a few in the sky. A scattered feather.

"Harry! Where's Harry!" Amidst the confusion, Scorpius heard Hagrid yelling, "My God, I lost Harry's body! — I just wasn't paying attention!"

No one could take the time to answer him kindly, Voldemort was at the center of the battle - Dumbledore and Grinwald's joint attack alone was enough for him to drink a hard pot.The two elderly wizards fought extremely nimbly, one attacked and the other defended, except that Dumbledore accidentally scratched his robe on the fallen stone sculpture while jumping to avoid a certain spell of Voldemort, they seemed to be completely unharmed. hurt--

And Voldemort, who lost his last Horcrux, was not so relaxed.

He looked troubled and angry, and his red eyes were full of killing and madness—only those who knew him would know that the so-called Dark Lord who had lost all Horcruxes was at the end of his battle. His anger and killing intent made that picture The face, which was already too ugly to be included in human beings, appeared even more hideous and terrifying.

Scorpius shuttled flexibly in the intertwined spells, and every minute he would look back to see if his family was in a safe place—his grandfather led a group of elders to keep his eyes open, and his mother and father brought a few Auror and members of the Order of the Phoenix stood by to watch over their safety—

At a glance, all the people that Scorpius wanted to care about could be included.

Except Draco.

Scorpius is looking for Draco.

He knows that the invisibility talisman is not like the invisibility potion. Although compared with the invisibility potion, it can be operated by a second party to help complete the invisibility just like before, but its duration will never exceed 15 minutes—15 minutes have already passed. Scorpius did not find Draco in the chaotic crowd.

With every second that passed, Scorpius' heart tightened a little.

His black pupils quickly glanced around—he was standing in the center of the war, his beating heartbeat and counterflow of blood made him almost a cripple who lacked the sixth sense and was blind. Finding what direction Draco was probably in that he couldn't even feel—

Oh yes, he's always been able to do that in the past.When the players on a Quidditch team can't find their elusive captain, everyone knows they need to go to Gretel—the fourth-year Slytherin, no matter where he is or what he's doing, if he wants to. Think, tell them "he's in the library" and they'll always find that blazing platinum head in the library.

The long robe became a hindrance in the action, and regardless of the snow falling in the sky, the fourth-year Slytherin took off his robe almost without hesitation, and he spun round and round in the battlefield , he watched Ron and Neville work together to defeat the werewolf leader Fenrir. When they hurried away and ran to the next enemy, Scorpius used a knife-cutting curse to cut off the werewolf's head-the killing curse Pediatrics were the only way to kill them all; he watched Hermione and George spell Dolohov into submission, and he even saw Slughorn still in his dressing gown, poor The old man was thrown into the air by a stinging hummingbird, and as he was thrown down, Scorpius gave him a levitation spell, so that the old bones that were too old to fall apart would not really fall apart.

He even saw Harry Potter, saw him draw his wand, and, while Voldemort was busy dealing with Dumbledore, quietly pointed the tip of his wand at the Dark Lord—

Saw pretty much everyone he knew alive, but Scorpius just couldn't find Draco.In the midst of all the explosions, he even considered the bad idea of ​​George taking time out of his busy schedule to let him shout Draco's name loudly - but he didn't dare, Voldemort probably hated Draco more than Potter now Furthermore, as soon as he appeared in any easily exposed place, the Dark Lord might take his life first without hesitation.

In the chaos of the battlefield, Scorpius dodged and attacked until, passing a fallen Roman column, he came face to face with Bellatrix.

This madwoman is disheveled like a real psycho.The moment she saw Scorpius, she rushed forward like crazy, yelling words like "It's you!" "Thief!"

Only then did Scorpius remember that the Hufflepuff's gold cup that was originally placed in the woman's family vault had been destroyed, and just now, Voldemort gave Draco a reassuring and warm hug.

...It appears that someone from the Malfoy family has tricked the Dark Lord with a bad lie.

For example, making up Scorpius of Slytherin as a hateful thief or something - oh, Scorpius has no doubts, maybe this is Draco's idea.

A killing spell flashed in bewilderment, so abruptly that it flew past his head - Scorpius could even hear his mother's angry screams behind him, the sharp The gravel rubbed a long gash on his face, in the blur of dust and sand, he saw his father rushing out from the formation not far away, yelling something coming this way——

Bella Lestrange seemed satisfied with the effect. She felt that she was about to be the hero who eliminated the stumbling block in the path of the great master. The green light was almost ready to go at the tip of her wand——

However, in the next second, she was hit by a beam of black light, and she flew out.

The muffled sound of blunt instruments piercing into the flesh sounded, and then everything around Scorpius seemed to return to tranquility.

A few meters away was Mr. Great, his mouth slightly open in surprise, his wand in his hand, looking like he hadn't managed to cast a decent spell yet.And not far from Scorpius fell, a huge vine plant broke through the ground, the thick spikes of the trunk were full of vitality, and the white flowers the size of a washbasin bloomed in the wind in the snowstorm.

A drop of bright red blood fell on the tender yellow stamen of a flower in full bloom.

Bellatrix Lestrange's eyes were wide open, looking vacantly at the snowy sky, maintaining the shock of dying.Her whole body was suspended from the vine, and a thorn of a vine protruded from her chest. At this moment, there was only a huge hole where the heart should have been.

Blood dripped down her body into the snow, forming a small puddle.

Scorpius held his breath slightly, accepting the news that couldn't have been better for him, she was dead.

……

"—oh, look."

A familiar, low, magnetic voice sounded from above behind Scorpius.

Just as he was used to, he drew his tone, and his words were habitually filled with arrogant sarcasm.

"It's ironic, the first time I conjured the flowers on the vine to be in full bloom, and then hung my aunt on it." A strong hand grabbed Scorpius' arm and fished him out of the mess Coming out, Draco Malfoy pouted half-heartedly, "I wish my mother wouldn't have a child with me because of this—"

The Slytherin prince's words were caught in his throat with a mere hug.

"I'm about to dig the corpse on the ground to see if it's you!" Scorpius trembled like a fool, he buried his face in the neck of the platinum nobleman, greedily breathing his breath, talking incoherently said, "You're still alive!"

"...Your tone sounded regretful that you didn't find my dead body, didn't you?" Speechlessly patted the fourth-year Slytherin hanging on his neck with tears and snot, Draco was rarely very tolerant Say, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, well - I'm still alive - and we're in the middle of the battle - at least somewhere safer, and you can hold them for as long as you want."