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Laco frowned slightly, and asked with a little concern.

"I'm not hurt, it's just that the scar hurts sometimes. The night of the Quidditch final..." Harry was interrupted by Ron before he could finish speaking. The report, obviously thinking that it was the cunning Malfoy mocking them maliciously.

"You cunning Death Eater, what are you going to do to Harry!"

"Weasley, who am I talking to, you, an insignificant person, can't control..." Draco sarcastically raised the corner of one side of his mouth, and stimulated Ron's fragile self-esteem word by word in a slow tone.

"No matter how bad I am, I'm better than you, a little Death Eater without a father, and your Death Eater's father is dead! You have no home!"

"How dare you insult my father, Weasley!" Draco raised his wand without hesitation and began to cast a spell on Ron. A red light flashed, and Ron was hit hard on the ground.

The small animals around screamed, bang!Then a roar echoed in the hall.

"Oh, don't do that, boy!"

When Harry turned his head, he happened to see Mad-Eye Moody cast a spell on Draco. The unknown spell was about to hit Draco. Draco quickly dodged the attack and counterattacked. "Torn apart" - no mercy in dealing with the enemy - and Moody was not hit by the spell, either, Draco and Moody pointing their wands at each other.

There was an eerie silence in the foyer, and the critters were petrified that Draco and a professor were doing it in the open.No one dared to move except Moody.

After a while, Moody attacked Draco again, and Draco also started to fight back without hesitation. The spells they issued were shining brightly and flying around in the auditorium, and the little animals were gone. Joy screamed and ran around.

"I don't believe in this evil!" Moody roared, and a purple-red light suddenly shot out from his palm.

Draco dodged the spell nimbly, turning back with the same fuchsia glow from Moody.The two rays of light left scorched black marks on the ground.

"Professor Moody!" said a startled voice.

Professor McGonagall was coming down the marble staircase with a stack of books in his arms.

"Hi, Professor McGonagall," Moody said quietly while still fighting with Draco.

"You—what are you doing?" Professor McGonagall asked, her eyes following Moody's wand and seeing the fuchsia lights flying around between the two.

"Lesson learned," Moody said.

"Lesson—what, Moody, is that a student?" Professor McGonagall exclaimed, and the books in his arms fell to the ground.

"That's right," Moody said.

"My God!" cried Professor McGonagall, hurried down the stairs, and drew out his wand to stop the two who were fighting.

"You two openly use the Cruciatus Curse at school!!!" screamed Professor McGonagall! !

"Moody, we never use the Cruciatus Curse as punishment!" said Professor McGonagall weakly. "Surely Professor Dumbledore told you?"

"He probably mentioned it," said Moody, scratching his chin absently, "but I think it's time to scare hard—"

"We can go into detention, Moody! Or report to the dean of the subject's college."

"I'll do that," Moody said, glaring at Malfoy in utter disgust.

"Oh, Professor McGonagall, are you suggesting that a professor who used the Unforgivable Curse to attack students should continue to punish students for no reason?" Draco sarcastically said, "Gryffindor is really an upright college that does not protect its weaknesses~ "

After finishing speaking, Draco picked up the schoolbag he had thrown on the ground without looking at the two people behind him and walked arrogantly towards the cellar.

"You also used the Unforgivable Curse, Mr. Malfoy!" Professor McGonagall's serious voice sounded behind Draco.

"Oh? Really? I imitated Professor Moody, I don't know what it is... After all, the spells used by a professor would be better, wouldn't they? I'm just very good at imitating..." Draco turned his head Said slyly, throwing the mess to Moody, Draco disappeared down the stairs gracefully.

Behind him, Professor McGonagall could be heard uneasily saying "will enter Azkaban" to Moody. Draco curled his lips in disdain and turned back to stop suddenly. At the corner of the dark corridor, he saw a black Clothes, shook his head Draco continued to walk back to his dormitory.

During dinner, Draco appeared on the long table in Slytherin as if nothing had happened. Harry looked at Draco and then turned to look at Ron, then bowed his head to eat without saying anything, and Ron was still rambling How insidious and cunning Draco was, and Hermione stopped the explanation of the incident by the people nearby on the long table, muttered a few words impatiently, quickly ate her dinner and left in a hurry.

When Harry looked over again, Draco blinked at Harry to indicate that he would contact the double-sided mirror at night, and began to enjoy his lunch comfortably.

The secret talk at night because Ron was beaten by Draco, Harry had to hide in the bathroom and contact Draco.

"Draco, it's too bad for you to hit Ron first this afternoon...he's my friend too..." Harry spoke sternly, but said that the reason Ron was beaten was obviously not for justice, but for fear of losing his friends .

"Oh, Harry, no kidding, you'd be mad if he yelled at you 'You're a child without a home, you deserve to have no parents'. Before casting the spell, I also checked that there was nothing nearby that would cause him to bruise You don't need to worry about him at all, just drop it." Draco's explanation was impeccable, and he did not hesitate to push the reason for wanting to get angry to Ron's impoliteness.

Thinking of how Lucius' baby looked when he came to pick up Draco every semester, Harry decided not to continue discussing with Draco about the topic of his father. This topic was obviously not good for him-the last time he mentioned his father, Harry Beaten; Ron got beaten for mentioning Draco's father this time.

"Draco, you know I've been having nightmares lately, and when I wake up my scar hurts like it's about to split open..."

"Harry, I think you'd better ask Professor Dumbledore about this. You should know that the Dark Lord is the most famous dark wizard of our time. We don't know what black magic he is proficient in, but how did you kill him?" Surviving under the curse is also a mystery. Maybe there is some magic about this scar that we don't know about, Professor Dumbledore is the most proficient in magic in the contemporary era, and he may be able to help you." Draco gave cautiously Suggestion, even if he got the secret out of the mouth of the savior after the war, he wouldn't tell Harry now, after all, he couldn't explain it, could he?

After continuing to chat about some topics that Draco wanted to know, Draco looked at the time and chose to cut off the double-sided mirror to start a rest.

In the morning of the next day, in addition to routinely receiving family documents and newspapers from owls, Draco was not too surprised to receive an invitation to Dumbledore's afternoon tea.

Without hesitation, he decided to skip the afternoon class, and Draco found that it was really comfortable to return to the arrogant and indulgent lifestyle of his previous life.

Of course, Draco was the only one who felt comfortable, the other professors were not so comfortable.

After leaving the principal's office, Draco saluted Dumbledore politely, and sat on the sofa under Dumbledore's gesture. Draco quietly lowered his head and drank black tea, waiting for Dumbledore to speak.

"Mr. Malfoy, you don't seem to be very friendly to the professors recently. They are for your own good..." Dumbledore obviously heard that Draco hit Hagrid in class first, and then in the auditorium Attacking each other with Moody, and finally choking with sharp words to stop things like McGonagall.

Draco's performance in the past obviously left a good impression on Dumbledore. At this time, Dumbledore attributed the occurrence of these things to Draco's emotional instability after the death of his father, trying to ease the recent unharmonious atmosphere .

"Malfoy, we are very sorry for your father's passing away, but I think he must be very sad that you abandoned your studies." Although the expression is very euphemistic, but the translation is "Your father is gone and you can't take your anger out on the professor"... Naturally, this kind of statement was not supported by Elder Malfoy, and Draco immediately began to refute with reasons and pretended to be a victim.

"Professor Dumbledore, I don't think you understand the truth of the matter. Although I don't care about the achievements of the professor as a student, he should have real talents, right? Mr. Hagrid obviously wants us to be the breeders of unknown creatures. The behavior is extremely irresponsible... Mr. Moody, you attacked me first, in fact, I later heard from Professor McGonagall that Mr. Moody used the Unforgivable Curse!" At this point, Draco paused, He asked with a bit of malice: "Professor Dumbledore, if you use the Unforgivable Curse on underage students for no reason, you will be imprisoned in Azkaban, right?"

"Malfoy, oh, my boy, you know that Astora used to be an Auror, and his reaction to attacking him may be a bit more violent..." Dumbledore obviously found that this was not a good question, and began to calm down.

"Of course, I'm willing to believe that Mr. Moody didn't do it on purpose~" Draco shrugged without sincerity, and then continued to ask questions about the "Professor's Professional Ethics".

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore, I'm wondering if his professor should take an underage student to the medical wing for a check-up after he's been attacked by the Unforgivable Curse or call him