HP's return to innocence

To go back to the dormitory, look for the little scorpion.

It was the only thought on Draco's mind, and although he was an anxious father, he was not a defenseless rookie.When he reached a certain T-shaped opening, he lunged forward, a spell of light rubbed his back and hit the portraits in the corridor, and one of the emaciated ladies drinking afternoon tea screamed and disappeared.

Draco hid behind a pillar, pulled out the wand in his cuff, and while giving himself an armor to protect himself, he cursed the other party's weird speed in his heart-the two explosions were a bit dull and real, they were recently It should also have happened in Hogsmeade. Draco thought he was fast enough, but he was obviously wrong.

He poked his head to look at the direction of the attack, the corridor was damn dark, and before he could see anything clearly, two spells struck at the same time, the first one made Draco's amulet shake for a while, and the second one hit on the pillar.

Drake shrank his head back, a little confused as to why he was discovered when he was trying his best to be cautious, but soon he realized this himself—his hair still glowed in the dark.Malfoy cherished their hair, but Draco almost didn't hesitate to give himself a baldness spell or something, and the crown appeared.

"Go! Draco!" Diadem said quickly and concisely, and the hellfire burst out from the tip of his wand, turning into a flaming python, which illuminated the entire corridor and ignited the armor standing on both sides, Paintings or all those decorations, and then there was cursing and screaming down the corridor.

Draco didn't hear the noise, and he had already taken a step by the time Diadem said that to him, without even adding a reinforcement to his armor.But Crown did not live up to his trust, and Draco ran back to the cellar safely all the way without any obstruction.Before the stone walls of the cellar opened in front of him, he thought it was a sign that all was well, whoever the intruders were, they were all blocked by the crown, but when he saw the scene in the Slytherin common room, he knew that It's just my own self-righteousness.

A dozen or so wizards in black robes stood in the center of the lounge, and all those junior animals who weren't eligible to go to the ball shivered in the corner in their pajamas, and what suffocated Draco was that the oldest of these wizards The one with the round face, pale temple hair, thin fingers, and a cane—he held the little scorpion.Dobby, who was ordered to look after the baby, was lying stiffly on the floor with his eyes wide open, obviously dead.

"I think you are Mr. Malfoy?" The old man patted the little scorpion while nodding to Draco, "Excellent young man."

"Give me your wand, please." A wizard beside the old man walked towards Drake, "For the safety of yourself and your son."

Draco's eyes flicked over everyone present again, lingering longest on his sleeping son, before he nodded, and the wizard came closer to get his wand.But suddenly, the tip of Drake's staff trembled slightly, and before the wizard even had time to groan, he was blown away by the magic light!

He hit two of his companions, who crushed a table as they fell.

It was perfect timing, but instead of running away, Draco rushed in.But these wizards are not rookies who will be in a hurry when encountering unexpected situations. Drake's protective spell was broken in the shortest time, and he himself was hit by two spells, but they seemed to be trying to catch them alive, and Draco Lak also discovered this a long time ago, so he still rushed into the dormitory area safely - his goal from the beginning was not to snatch his son back here, there are too many enemies here, even if he did that, he would still Not sure he can leave safely with Scorpius.

The old man thought about it, and waved the three wizards to chase Draco, while he carried Scorpius and the others out of the Slytherin common room.

Crown blocked those people in the corridor for 3 minutes, or longer, until the professors arrived, and he was asked to go back to the auditorium, but of course, it was impossible for him to obey the orders of the professors.Dior ran towards the cellar, and instead of finding his mate, he found the criminals who had kidnapped his son.

"Who are you?!" This was not asked by Guan Guan, but a professor who came to chase Guan Guan. In fact, he hid immediately, not because of timidity, nor because of indifference, but to wait for the opportunity.

Next, the melee begins!

Crowned with an invisibility spell, squatting in a dark corner of an abandoned classroom, he worries about Scorpius and Drake, and regrets putting his children in danger for a moment of pleasure, but he doesn't feel guilty and Blaming himself and losing his composure, he watched the old man who was supposed to be the leader carry Scorpius into an abandoned classroom, thinking that he might be able to rely on the dark environment to sneak there.

It's just that the spells that the professors and the invaders attack each other are a bit too dense, even if they are not the instant death spells like Avada, or some big damage spells.However, Guan Guan was a little puzzled. It was understandable if the professors couldn't go down to the killer. What about the other party?Could it be that the ones who came were not Death Eaters?Yes, he was mistaken.Crown frowned, including the old man, he knew no one, so if it wasn't Death Eaters, who were they?

A name was on the horizon, but Diorang was a little hard to believe, especially since he couldn't explain at all why he wanted to kidnap his and Draco's child?

Suddenly there was a howl behind them, Guan Dian was sure that it was a werewolf, but today is not a full moon night, so the only ones who can transform are those pure-blooded werewolves...

There was a brief commotion on the professor's side, and the other side almost ceased fire at the colleagues, and then they heard screaming, cursing, and grinning from the corridor leading to the auditorium.

Could it be that the people who came were not a group?

Crown and some professors seem to be caught in a predicament of being flanked by both sides, but Draco has already sneaked outside the door of the abandoned classroom where the old wizard was - wearing the invisibility cloak generously donated by Mr. Ron Weasley - the opponent's One of his men opened the door and walked in, and Draco followed him in with the briskest of steps, holding his breath.

"Master, the Death Eaters from England have also entered Hogwarts."

"It's not surprising, today is the day to harvest gifts, isn't it?" The old man's voice was a little hoarse, "Want to come over and sit down, Mr. Malfoy?"

When his surname appeared in the other party's mouth, Draco immediately raised his wand. Before Huffman could turn around, the old man just moved his fingers, and even Draco didn't see him take out his wand. The spell was knocked away by another ray of light.

Drake hesitated for a second, then untied the invisibility cloak. It seemed that no matter how good the invisibility cloak was, it was just an invisibility cloak, and there was nothing to hide in front of people with powerful magic power or those who possessed certain magical props.

"Sorry, my subordinates are a little rude." The old man saw the bright red on Draco's shoulders and arms, which were injured by the spell when he rushed into the dormitory just now, and he only had time to use the spell to stop the bleeding.

"Grindelwald... sir?"

"Lovely child." Grindelwald acquiesced, he smiled, and made a gesture of handing out the swaddle, not to his subordinate Huffman, but to Draco.

He couldn't figure out what this old, haggard, even weak, but dangerous and even terrifying-compared to the Huffman who raised his wand at him was completely negligible-what was going on, but Draco He took the swaddle without hesitation.

The little scorpion just smacked his lips, grabbed a pearl button of his father with his little hand, and continued to fall asleep sweetly.

"Huffman, I think I need to speak to Mr. Malfoy alone."

Huffman put away his wand without hesitation, saluted respectfully and left the classroom.