the lost castle

Not everyone likes to recall the past, at least Draco felt that there was nothing wrong with that era. Although it was a bit dangerous, the Malfoy family was much better than the poor ghosts of the Order of the Phoenix.As for the Death Eaters?God knows where they hid for the past ten years, and why half of them died. Anyway, when the Dark Lord successfully summoned them, the extremely excited Apparition Death Eaters were already comparable to beggars or super-sized goblins. Draco thought that even the prisoner life in Azkaban was not as embarrassing as they were then, so the first thing the great Dark Lord had to do had to change from murdering the savior to making the group of Death Eaters look like wizard……

The West Frankish Kingdom was the only place wizards could go to at that time. Although the heresy trials there were also cruel, there were more noble wizards safe and sound. In other words, those stupid and poor Muggles were more in the Holy See. He ran around under the command of the master, but didn't really kill many wizards.With no choice, the Malfoy family left England and came to the Kingdom of West Francia in a chaotic escape.

——Only those idiots of the Order of the Phoenix would stay on the island of England and wait for Hogwarts to be established. Haven't they thought about going back after Hogwarts is established?

Draco agreed with his father's contemptuous evaluation, or for a long time, he didn't understand what was going on in Gryffindor's thinking circuit.

Draco left the Ministry of Magic a little tired. Using the Disillusionment Charm for a long time made him feel very uncomfortable, but he managed to get what he wanted in the Ministry of Magic, the land deed that was taken away by the Malfoy family because of their disappearance , and all the store contracts, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the front pages of the Daily Prophet all over the street in the morning made him gasp.

Damn Arthur Weasley!

He knew that he shouldn't have any expectations of their IQ from the Order of the Phoenix! !

And that goddamn Rita Skeeter, like a fly, always sniffing out the most secret things, jumping at any time to add madness.

He took the newspaper in his hand and read it from top to bottom.

Well Well?There is no part that he is most worried about?

Draco Malfoy let his platinum blonde hair fall in front of his eyes, lost in thought, did Weasley not say?No.Impossible, Gryffindor has never known what secrecy is, er, of course, a certain Dumbledore, and the founder of Gryffindor College 1000 years ago, except... Then, Rita Skeeter Don't know yet?Or know but dare not report it?Well, for that woman, there are only news that she can't find, and there is no news that she dare not disclose.

asshole.

Draco cursed uncomfortably to Malfoy.

He had to go to Hogwarts, and if he came back alone, it could be said to be a gift from Merlin, but even Arthur Weasley came back so soon, he had to find out why.It was impossible for the Dark Lord to cast the Death Curse on Potter, so why did they come back?

In fact, this question also puzzled Arthur who was still living in the medical wing. After all, all his sons, daughters, and wives were in the Middle Ages, so they had to be brought back, right?

So he ran out secretly, wandering around the corridor and classroom where he suddenly appeared, looking for clues, several times he looked up and saw a pink beetle crawling in the cracks in the bricks, huh?Rare bugs oh- wait, rare bugs?

There is nothing wrong with Arthur Weasley being a rough-and-tumble Gryffindor, but he came back from the Middle Ages after all. It is okay to play tricks in front of his eyes once, but twice or three times is not too small. Experience "non-drill medieval survival training" "Wizard yet?And it's quite unkind to say that Harry has used the Animagus form countless times to deceive everyone. You must know that he has to shoulder the responsibility of opening the cellar for Godric Gryffindor and the office of the head of Slytherin. The important task of the gate, if you don't use Animagus, you will die.

The wizard's Animagus is a very advanced transfiguration magic, but it has many limitations. For example, the Animagus form cannot use magic, and most of them will have some characteristics that this kind of creature does not have. In the Middle Ages, if A person with a strange appearance in a certain group approached the wizard rashly, but still hesitated to leave, and would definitely be cast as an Animagus with a spell to kill him.

Hogwarts is on holiday right now, a suspected Animagus beetle?Thinking of the mouse that had lived in Weasley's house for more than ten years, Arthur immediately broke out:

"All petrochemical!"

The spell misses, not because of a spell error, but because Arthur's apparent anger causes the pink beetle to spread its wings and run for its life.Of course, this was simply self-inflicted, so another spell was unceremoniously thrown over:

"Dizzy!"

"Oh--"

Arthur Weasley held his wand stiffly, staring dumbfounded at the red-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of him, who was even more abrupt than Apparition, and who was suddenly hit by the spell while maintaining a walking posture with his head bowed. on the ground.And because he was resistant to the spell, he struggled and tried to fight back, but the next moment he raised his head, he looked at Arthur, and immediately grinned:

"Oh, good morning, Papa, I admit I didn't knock on your door, but you can't—"

The stun spell took effect, and Ron lay down on the ground, motionless.

"Ron!"

Mr. Weasley, who rushed over to hug his son, was frightened and excited at the same time. As for the pink beetle, oh, forget it, how could he remember what it was.

So sad to be Rita Skeeter, who continues to report on the Daily Prophet, or absolutely does not believe the nonsense that Weasley said, determined to expose or find more exciting news, and came to Hogwarts The Animagus reporter flapped his wings and ran away in a hurry. Suddenly, he felt black in front of his eyes, his whole body froze, and then he fell straight down. He fell for an unknown how long. From panic to doubt to fear, To hunger, and finally just as she was about to fall asleep, she felt a light, golden and beautiful, and she fell onto something soft.

"Merlin, what is this?"

He slapped her away with one hand.

Well, it turned out that it was the golden hair that she fell on someone's head just now?But that blond hair is really soft and beautiful. A certain beetle with a gossiping heart fell into a pile of grass in a parabolic trajectory. Fortunately, her eyes were still directed there, and she could just see the blond man's movements. .

"Looks like a beetle..." Scratching at his hair, the blond man continued—

Undress.

oh!Rita Skeeter felt very lucky today. Although she often spied on many people's privacy when collecting news materials, and once broke the news about a certain Ministry of Magic official's affair with a bar girl, she was able to see such a handsome This kind of benefit is still rare.

That's right, it's a wizard, don't argue with her, she's seen the wand!

Wait, what is that, it seems to be a sword... Well, it seems to be a familiar sword.

You say a wizard, what is he doing with a sword?

There's so much flair about shaking clothes—oh, the bushes, the twigs...damn it!The most important thing is that she can't see it!

A certain beetle desperately wanted to twist its body and touch it quietly, but found that it couldn't move at all. It was so stiff that it seemed to be having a nightmare but couldn't wake up.

Stop, how can this be a nightmare?Who has such a good wizard in his nightmares?

Brilliant long golden hair, bare upper body and vaguely handsome side profile seem to come out of an ancient oil painting, more dazzling than the brightest and most luxurious gemstones, holding a large cross handle inlaid with pure rubies upside down in his hand His long sword waded into the stream under the night, and the bonfire and starlight reflected his breath-taking charm on his body.

Suddenly plunged into the water, and then floated up, crystal water drops scrambled down from the tip of the hair and cheeks, suddenly turned around, and the relaxed and happy smile almost made everyone who could breathe pause for a second.

"The water is so cool, don't be reserved, Salazar, come down and try it!"

"If your mind isn't fully occupied by the Puffs, you should remember that Rowena and Helga are just out looking for food and will be back soon."

Well, anyone else?Rita Skeeter recovered from the sluggishness, but her sight angle was limited, so she really couldn't see the owner of the other voice, but according to this elegant and cold tone, it was easy to judge that it was a pure-blood noble or something .

"Oh, anyway, the clothes are placed over there, don't they know?" The blond wizard patted the water, and the splashed water blurred the sight of a certain beetle, so he could only listen to the happy laughter in depression, " I haven't bathed since I came out of Delipal Canyon, and I've always used a cleansing spell, don't you feel uncomfortable, Salazar?"

"I can endure even your existence, what do you think?"

"...I want to go home and find Melville!"

"Congratulations on finally figuring this out. Better get on the road now, right away, next second!"

"Oh, it's all right, Salazar, will you come home with me?"

"..."

"Haha, Salazar, if you stare at me like that, I'll think there's a horse monster next to you!"

The blond wizard is humming a song, the tune seems weird, it seems to be a Scottish ditty, no, or the ones that those classical folk music lovers like, but it really sounds good, and it is very leisurely taking a bath, but who can explain it Why do you always hold on to a sword whenWill the sword be bluntly rusted if it is often soaked in water?

But Salazar?This name is so familiar, where did I hear it?

Where the hell is this?

A certain beetle was so depressed that she couldn't move, and then gently stepped on the grass where she was lying on with one foot.

kindness? !

The beetle's close range of vision is too limited, only a short and ugly leg that looks like a house elf can be seen, what the hell is this, Merlin.

"Godric, we're back, good luck, look I found apples and some fungus - oh, Godric, are you catching fish?"

Two more witches came over there, one of them was very tall and the other was a young witch of about 20 years old who was very beautiful.

It's strange, it's impossible that Rita Skeeter has never seen such a good-looking wizard, whether it's a wizard or a witch.

"No, Rowena, I'm taking a shower, please turn your head away."

"Hell, Helga, let's go upstream to get water! Godric, I hope you think before you take a bath that this is the only water source nearby!!"

"Look at what you said, it's because I know that I can only take a bath here."

"I curse that stupid dragon, Graie, to suddenly become smart and rush out of the cave in Delipal Canyon to settle accounts with you!"

"Oh—my dear Rowena, you have a share in its treasure, you can't..."

"Ow!"

Can anyone explain to a certain beetle what kind of creatures are these ugly short legs running past her? They seem to be attacking the three wizards—wrong, four, one wrapped in gorgeous dark green The cloaked wizard came into Rita's sight.

"The ice freezes and shatters!"

A certain beetle facing the direction in which the spell was released felt the brilliant light of the spell in front of it.

"Damn goblin! Torn apart!" The two witches immediately threw out the spell.

The wizard who jumped out of the water immediately.

"Merlin, my clothes, where did my clothes go?"

— torn apart by a spell, the pink beetle attests.

It's too bad, isn't it, those goblins rushing over screaming have already jumped into the water.And with red eyes and a look about to bite someone to death, it's really scary.

The witch named Rowena stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, but she seemed to be looking out from the gap, because she had a gloating smile on her face, and the next second she was pulled away by another witch, turned around and started to deal with the goblins .

The effect of panic and reluctance was terrible. The blond wizard was so anxious that he brought out a large splash of water, and rushed to the shore regardless of his care, and threw himself on another person.

"Godric Gryffindor!!" How exasperated and angry.

See what she heard, hallucinations, well, it must be hallucinations.

"Ugh... get off me! What are you doing! Flame burst..."

A group of goblins wailed as they were driven back by the exploding bonfire.

"If you want to keep using that thing on your neck - get off me!"

"Wait... just a moment, relax, Salazar, I'm not..."

"roll--!!!"

The blond wizard finally managed to stand up, wrapped in the dark green cloak that was obviously taken off from the wizard just now, and raised the gorgeous long sword and the magic wand in his left hand:

"The hurricane spins! Damn goblins, who allowed you to disturb my shower!!"

The sky was full of fairies who were affected by spells and flew around. After being thrown away by a fairy who threw the haystack, the pink beetle became dizzy and lost consciousness again. She was wrong, this was indeed a nightmare.