[HP] S·M event book

No.49 Hmm... the tower. (1)

When Draco walked up and down the corridor three times, a delicate little door finally emerged.He looked at it with a pale face, and the sound of his heartbeat turned into a hammer hitting his eardrums. The cold sweat on his back had soaked through the shirt, and the sticky touch made him feel a little uncomfortable.He nervously loosened his tie to ease the suffocation.

Draco knew what he was doing - it took more than courage to betray the lord, he was not fighting against You-Know-Who for the purpose of world peace like the Savior.Draco's purpose has always been only one - to push Malfoy back to the top on the basis of preserving the family.Things that weren't easy in the first place seemed frightening once the mysterious person was involved.

If it wasn't for the fact that Malfoy's status in the eyes of the mysterious man was no different from that of an abandoned child, Draco would certainly not be willing to take this risk.He'd be a good speculator, and when the war was over, it wouldn't cost Malfoy too much whichever side won - just like Dad used to do.

But now... the rewards for betraying the mysterious man are far higher than for loyalty—especially those rewards include everything from the Malfoy family.

Not just because it's tempting, but because they need to survive.

Thinking of this, Draco gritted his teeth firmly and pushed open the door.Walking into the messy Room of Requirement, I came to the disappearing cabinet familiarly, opened it without hesitation, and then stepped aside, bowing my head respectfully.

The Carrolls appeared first, then a big guy Draco didn't know, but the last one who made Draco freeze immediately was the werewolf Greyback.

"Oh! Can't you hide your things in a cleaner place?" Carlo held his nose and gestured to fan the invisible dust in the air, even though the black robe on her body had long been dirty.

Draco ignored her, staring at Greyback in shock, speechless for a moment.

Noticing his gaze, Greyback grinned ferociously, showing his sharp teeth, "You look dissatisfied, Malfoy brat."

Draco quickly restrained his expression, moved his eyes to his toes, and said falteringly: "No...it's just a little accident..."

"Don't waste your time," said the big man impatiently. "Quickly! Master hates dawdling—he's waiting for good news from us."

"I'm really looking forward to biting that old guy's head off his neck." Greyback panted excitedly, licking his teeth involuntarily.

"It's a bad joke," said Carlo, grinning, "but I agree with it."

Draco made a look of excitement and panic, which drew their sneers, and led them out of the Room of Requirement.

The Dark Mark hangs in the air, a snake spits out from the ferocious skeleton mouth, and the green light illuminates the night sky.

Its appearance is just a trap, but it is about to come true.

When passing the corner, Draco stopped suddenly, he froze, staring fixedly at the bathroom with the open door.The Death Eaters who were excitedly discussing what to do with Dumbledore's body also stopped and cast impatient glances at him.

Draco took a deep breath, his pale cheeks were now ashen - Merlin testified!He is definitely not acting now!He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I...I'm a little nervous, can I..."

"Look at the useless brat, as useless as his father," said Greyback sneeringly.

Carlo snorted contemptuously, "Get out of here."

Draco nodded in panic, and immediately went into the boys' bathroom - he wished he had just been delusional.

It's a pity that when he saw that little golden head, Draco gasped, his eyes widened, and he looked in disbelief at the girl who should have listened to his words and slept in the dormitory honestly.

He reacted in the shortest time, grabbed her arm tightly, and dragged her into the cubicle with strides—she didn't struggle or scream in pain, but Draco wasn't thankful for that, He's going crazy now!After closing the door, he drew his wand and cast three silencing spells in succession before pausing.

Draco grabbed her chin fiercely, forcing her to raise her head. With a ferocious face, she lowered her voice and gritted her teeth and growled: "Sierra Morris! Do you have long ears?!"

There was a burning pain in Sira's arm and jaw, but she didn't dare to cry out, because Draco's anger was about to poke her into a sieve!Panicked, she said, "I saw that mark in the sky... I was a little worried, so I came out to see."

Draco's jaw was tense, and his back teeth were sore. He tried his best not to scrunch up the limp little thing and stuff it into the toilet to hide, "—Come out and see?! What can you do?! Your neck Is the thing on it just a decoration?!"

Sierra stammered, shuddering, "I'm sorry, but they... you... I mean... they don't look very friendly..."

"Unfriendly? One of them can chew up your bones and swallow them!" Draco roared, and when he realized that his volume was too loud, he suppressed it in time, "I really want to strangle you right now! At least There is a whole corpse!"

"But..." Saila looked up at him tremblingly, "Why are you with them?"

These words were like icy cold water, pouring Draco from head to toe, not only extinguishing his anger, but also completely waking him up, he let go of his confinement, whispered: "Wait a minute, at least 10 minutes , you go out again, and then obediently get into the bed and sleep well."

Saila rubbed her chin uncomfortably for a while, then lightly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and said anxiously, "What about you? What should you do? Will something happen? Will there be any danger?"

Draco was stunned, his cold expression eased, he bent down and kissed her forehead, after a while, he kissed her on the tip of the nose again, "Be obedient, I'll see you tomorrow Settle the bill."

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After Draco came out of the bathroom, he was unsurprisingly ridiculed by the Death Eaters again.

"I thought you were too scared to hide inside and dare not come out." Carlo snorted maliciously.

"Enough wasting time, let's go," said Greyback.

Draco nodded extremely obediently, without any hesitation, he led them to the tower.

"Don't be so nervous." The woman said sarcastically, "You're just going through the motions, and it's not your turn to intervene in things that are really dangerous."

"Oh? Alecto, you classify it as a 'dangerous thing' at this level?" Greyback said maliciously.

"Don't think that old guy is so incompetent." The big man said coldly.

"You know he's old, too!" said Greyback. "What's the use of that old bone now? I could have drilled a hole in him with my finger."

"That's a good idea." The Carlos agreed. "You can try it when the time comes"

This idea obviously excited Greyback, he snorted, stared cruelly at Draco in a blink of an eye, and sneered, "Little brat, you should be thankful that the master only needs you to do the last step. Otherwise, you won’t be able to do anything by yourself.”

"Hey! Young master of the Malfoy family." Carlo smiled maliciously, took out his wand and twirled his hair casually, "Do you want me to review the death curse for you? You must not Confusing it with the Levitation Charm."

"Ha! Maybe he will let that old bastard float outside and fall to his death!"

"He'll have to learn to hold his wand tight before that!"

Draco clenched his fists tightly, but even when he couldn't take the humiliation any longer, he just whispered, "...I'll do it."

Carlo, who had a fierce look on his face, smiled with interest, and strode forward to stop him by the shoulder, "Look how nervous you are? Are you under the petrification spell? Relax." Then he pretended to move towards My companion said, "Look at how you scared this delicate young master? Malfoy will feel distressed after he comes out of Azkaban."

"The premise is that the guy can still stay awake."

Draco blushed, pursed his lips tightly, and walked on without saying a word.Let them say some nasty words without responding.But when they first went up to the tower, a few guards appeared from the middle, and both sides immediately entered into a fighting state, with spells of various colors scurrying back and forth in the dark corridor.

Draco heard the Carlo brothers and sisters constantly laughing at the guards who could only use normal attack spells, heard the big man relentlessly shooting death curses at them, and heard the werewolf Greyback roaring excitedly... The guards attack.

"Oh! Fainted? Are you still using this little trick at this time?"

"I knew he was useless!"

"Go up quickly! Don't let Old Man Deng find out that something is wrong and run away!"

Draco hastily followed their instructions and sprinted through them - as luck would have it, none of the guards attacked him.

He loosened the tie around his neck, gasping for breath, and galloped towards the top of the tower. The noisy battle sounds gradually moved away from him, and it was as if someone had cast a silencing spell on his surroundings. He subconsciously concentrated all his energy on the floor on the stairs.A stagger almost made him fall,

This was the first time he ran so fast, and also the first time he ran so desperately. When the sky stained green by the Dark Mark appeared in his field of vision, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—his lungs were about to explode !

But in the next moment, he saw the old man leaning against the wall.He held his wand in his hand and was looking at himself momentarily.

Without any hesitation, he waved his wand at the other party, "——Disarm you!"

The beam hit Dumbledore's hand, and the wand immediately slipped from his hand.

He looked at Draco with some surprise, then raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes curved into a beautiful crescent shape.

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