[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin Code of Conduct 21: Adhere to what you believe in, and work hard for it Since Draco can drop the warning magic that traces the Dark Lord's traces when passing the level, then the layout of the level, the magic master Huo How could the deans of the four major colleges of Gevoz not leave something in their level for monitoring?In particular, Principal Dumbledore's "Savior Development Program" greeted the four principals at the beginning of the school year.

So when Draco and Harry entered the corridor of the restricted area wearing the invisibility cloak, the deans who had already opened their eyes and waited for it knew it.Watching the two little Slytherin snakes calmly arrive at Professor Snape's level in their unique way of avoiding the important and light, and then the two little snakes brought them more surprises.

I'm afraid that Professor Snape didn't expect that Draco would carry a medicine box with him, but he immediately expressed his enthusiasm for Draco's practice of replacing the original Freezing Fire Potion with a bottle of potion that should obviously have malicious intentions. Appreciation from the heart, weakening your opponent as much as possible before making a shot, very smart, very Slytherin.

Draco's meticulousness and prudence, Harry's bravery and purity deeply comforted those who guarded them. It was not until the potion left by Draco began to show incredible power that these The guardian began to realize that things had already gotten out of control unconsciously, and began to really panic.

Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore rushed to the levels they designed almost at the same time, and they couldn't let the two children suffer real harm.

Even Dumbledore, who planned the whole thing, never expected to kill Voldemort under these conditions!That crazy but powerful thing that exists almost in the form of a soul cannot be imprisoned or harmed by spells, swords, poisons or magic circles. It will just kill the stupid poor man who is possessed by him. The old wizard's experience and Knowledge is very clear on this point, but he never expected that a child from an ancient family would actually find something that almost directly affects the soul. Yes, this is completely beyond the scope of Dumbledore's knowledge. He hadn't thought of it at all.

Regardless of whether they can succeed or not, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they cannot let go of such an opportunity!In particular, there are two such outstanding young wizards with a bright and bright future who are in deep danger.

It's no longer the children's job to do that anymore.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick followed closely behind. Even though they canceled all the obstacles in the level to make the way unimpeded, it was a long distance after all. In a classic scene from a cop movie, the villain is dead and the heroes arrive in their ambulance.

Seeing the disgusting remains of the most evil and terrifying Voldemort in history on the ground, Professor Dumbledore did not dare to take a look directly. Professor Flitwick yelled and almost fainted, but in the end he and Professor McGonagall together Levitating the two children, while Professor Snape carefully picked up the bottle, it was necessary for him to study what it was, and re-evaluate the true strength of his dear godson, and then the group went straight to the medical wing.

Pomfrey has long been prepared for the battle, and after seeing the situation of the two poor children, from the crazy great headmaster to the stern Professor McGonagall, to the gloomy Professor Snape... several Hogwarts heavyweights The hidden, explicit, and final bosses all roared from beginning to end!

When all this chaos returned to peace and tranquility, Professor Snape rolled up his sleeves and showed Principal Dumbledore the Dark Mark on his forearm. Transformed, it is now, with the Dark Lord reduced to dregs and dead, a gray akin to the faded gray of a muggle tattoo after a long wash, much lighter than the one it had been eleven years ago, and still Much more rigid.

"Is he really dead?"

Headmaster Dumbledore solemnly probed the mark with his wand, "Sev, I'm afraid I have to say, I can still feel the wave of the magic mark."

"But he's dead!"

With grim contemplation under the half-moon glasses, "I don't know yet, Sev, the scope of black magic is endless. If Voldemort is dead, I think it should fade away completely, but it doesn't, a very faint wave of magic imprint... …we, we're afraid we'll have to prepare for the worst!"

Professor Snape's black pupils became infinitely hollow after the headmaster's words, "Just now, Draco, and Lily's... They almost lost their lives, and you told me, the worst thing to do plan? What do you want this time?"

Uncontrollable sadness flashed in the eyes of the white-bearded wizard, "Sev, this is war... and the war is far from over. Perhaps, we should be relieved that our future hope is bright and strong."

Dean Snape calmed down and spent two full days analyzing the three potions that Draco had used.

The easiest was the Amplifier, no doubt he could tell by the intensity of the flames alone, and the potion master applauded Draco's cleverness for it; and the second potion, after analysis, Snape The professor couldn't stop laughing.

It was a kind of dark potion with strong poisonous and cursing power that even the potion master who was once a Death Eater had never touched before. The furious Professor Snape on the spot had the first thought of killing that still lying on the ground. On the hospital bed, the little bastard who dared to venture into such a dark forbidden zone just after turning 12!

The second thought was to get an enhanced Avada for that stupid platinum peacock whose mind was only youthful beauty potions and doting children!

Professor Snape sent the platinum peacock a standard Slytherin roaring letter without hesitation, letting his brain full of Galleons to add a limit to the family library when he was free. Spells, that place full of deep, dark, ancient and huge dangers, Lucius was completely defenseless against his only son, he had never seen such a stupid Slytherin and a man who seemed to be trampled on his head by a troll. Completely irresponsible parent!

And when Professor Snape finished analyzing the third and most terrifying potion that directly contributed to killing the Dark Lord, he knew it was too late!The esoteric, dark, ancient and extremely dangerous rare books in the Malfoy family must have been searched by the underage Slytherin viper.And he believed that even Lucius had to bow down to his outstanding son in some respects.

Professor Snape has completely given up hope for the stupid old friend he handed over by mistake. Even if he sends another roaring letter now, Lucius's platinum peacock will probably only have such an excellent one for himself. The heir to show off with his tail cocked high, without even the slightest bit of fear, nervousness or sense of crisis, is unbelievably stupid!

No wonder Draco's performance in the practical test in the last two days was a mess, the reversal magic, no doubt drained even the magical energy hidden in every strand of his hair, and Draco was not doing the reversal potion Afterwards, he turned into a mummy and died in some unknown place, it was all because of Merlin's love!

Angrily, the potions master poured dozens of precious recovery potions and holy light potions into the mouths of his dear godson and that green-eyed bastard. Madam Pomfrey has made it clear that these two have been in a coma for two days. The children, who have fallen and will remain comatose, 'need a great deal of time to recover their tortured bodies and spirits'.

Oh, and now there's magic.

When they woke up, the Snake King squinted and nailed someone's son and someone's son to death on the hospital bed. He swore that he would teach them both a lesson they would never forget!

Three days later, Draco woke up. He felt an indescribable sense of comfort and relaxation throughout his body. At the same time, the magic power in his body was slowly recovering. Although it was only a little bit, it was also recovering. Good news, Draco was glad he hadn't turned into a Squib.

"Ah, Draco, you finally woke up! If you don't wake up, the medical wing will be filled with condolence gifts."

As soon as Draco raised his eyes, he saw the silver-white beard shaking from laughing, and felt very depressed, why it was him!

Draco knew that he would face a series of interrogations, so he didn't need to think about it. With the prudence of the godfather and the knowledge and experience of the headmaster's old lunatic, I am afraid that every bit of unreasonable behavior of his this semester will be magnified by them under the astronomical telescope Watching, nothing was missed, and the last reversed holy light potion was an iron-like handle, which he could not evade.Oh, forgot, and the poison that was enough to throw him in Azkaban for the rest of his life, that wasn't even something a man his age should know.

And he couldn't explain it.

Even the simplest question, how did he know that the back of Garlic's head was the Dark Lord?

How did he answer?No comment?

"Bobby said that you need at least two weeks of recuperation in bed, and I think a little chatting time with the old man should be fine." Dumbledore sat down.

Draco tensed his nerves and was always ready, but said nothing.

"Well, although I'm already an old man, don't forget that I was young too, and young people always have little secrets that they don't want to tell." The eyes under the half-moon glasses blinked playfully, "So I So I don’t hate being an old bee who chases after others like a tireless buzzing all day long. I think people of my age should learn to be more lenient to themselves.”

Draco looked defensively at this old lunatic, the head wizard of the Wizengamot, even though you knew he was pretending to be crazy, he was still invulnerable, and you, in the midst of teasing, had already become invulnerable.In the first round of psychological testing, Draco clearly saw the gap, he had no chance of winning.So, Draco chose to cut to the chase, and he smirked.

"What do you want to talk about, Mr. Principal?"

"Honestly, I'm a little curious about how you got that Philosopher's Stone in the end." Dumbledore began to speak of his past voyeurism completely cheekily, "Can I exchange a secret, what did you see in the mirror? "

Draco was stunned for a moment, he was a little surprised by the question mentioned by the old lunatic. To be honest, he had many unspeakable secrets hidden in his heart, and this, in contrast, the question of desire for personal privacy at this moment Totally irrelevant, especially since the man was dead.

"The Dark Lord is dead, is he?"

"The one on the back of Professor Quirrell's head?" Dumbledore nodded. "I'm afraid I have to say yes, my boy. You and Harry have achieved what countless good adult wizards can't achieve. You are very good." , we are proud of you."

Hearing such a clear answer from Principal Dumbledore, Draco felt bright and relaxed for the first time in his heart.

Draco took the initiative to talk about the beautiful secret in his heart, with a smile from the heart on his face, a bit like indulging in the illusion of the Mirror of Erised, "I saw my parents and godfather in the mirror. We're by the lake at the estate, the sky is clear, Alina is walking on the grass, mom is sitting under a tree with a picnic basket, dad and godfather, and me...fishing, we're all splashed, look In a mess, me holding the fishing rod with Dad and Godfather helping, our sleeves... rolled up to the elbows... under the sleeves...they, they're clean." Draco's recounting paused a few times, When it came to the end, the voice could not be restrained from choking and trembling.

"Of course," Dumbledore said softly as he touched the little platinum nobleman's head for the first time, "Of course, Draco, they are clean, maybe they haven't faded completely yet, but eventually, there will be clean ……Will!"

"Okay, it's time for you to rest." Dumbledore seemed to suddenly remember the visiting time, he clapped his hands, breaking the silence and relaxing the atmosphere, "I have to go, or Bobby will confiscate my health card." Tooth potion, that would be too tragic. You know, how cruel it is to deprive an old man like me of the few poor hobbies left." The old man in the dark blue wizard robes of stars and moons stood up, looking very special Light and satisfying.

After Draco regained his composure, seeing the headmaster who was very satisfied despite not saying anything, and seeing the 'old lunatic' who seemed to know everything about walking away with ease, Draco couldn't help but suddenly said Shouting, "I will not give up the pure-blood glory of the Malfoy family!" Successfully drawing back the headmaster's attention, Draco raised his chin, "I still insist that pure-blood wizards are noble and worthy of people's respect!"

"Oh!" Dumbledore showed no concern, "Draco, if you ask Professor Binns, you will know that the dispute about pure blood and half blood has been going on for thousands of years, and it has almost never been It hasn't stopped since the day the wizard was born."

Draco raised an eyebrow, and Professor Dumbledore blinked in return, "There's a word that Muggles say... Oh, I remembered! It's a conflict of interest between the conservative forces and the reformers. And I just think that it is precisely because of the existence of this conflict that the ancient wizarding world can not only retain the excellent and precious traditional culture but also be brave in innovation. Look, it is precisely because of the efforts of generations of pure-blood families that those precious and precious ancestors have accumulated Only the knowledge and legends of the Muggle can be well preserved and passed on from generation to generation. Today's descendants still rely on them to live well, and will do so in the future. At this point, no matter how good Muggle-born wizards are, for those With a vast historical inheritance, their advantages over pure-blood wizards are absolutely inferior. But I also clearly remember when I was young, the wizarding world did not have radios, and Muggles invented that stuff first, and now, I'm a huge fan of the Weird Sisters of Music Radio!"

Draco: "..."

"Draco, no one has the right to ask someone to give up their ideals, [stand up for what they believe in, and work hard for it.] The two hundredth and last of the Slytherin Code of Conduct."

Draco stared dumbfounded at this purebred Gryffindor old madman covered in stars and moons...

Him, how could he...

Dumbledore seemed very satisfied that this excellent and steady young man was finally scared by himself, "Slytherin never minds taking shortcuts with small tricks, in fact I appreciate those small tricks very much, but real success has always come from being bright and open You will be successful, Draco, although you think you are in line with Voldemort's ideals and chosen path, you are so different from him, he will perish and you will succeed, there is no doubt about it. Because you have a tolerant personality, broad horizons, and love in your heart.”

This time the old lunatic principal left happily, but Draco didn't speak again, his mind was very confused, maybe, he needed to think about it.

A day later, Harry also woke up, and was quickly picked up alive and kicked by Madam Pomfrey from another compartment to accompany Draco, lying on the bed and planting mushrooms together.

Professor Dumbledore told Harry about his mother's guardianship magic, and told him that his mother's love was in every inch of his skin, in every drop of blood, and would always guard and accompany him. It made Harry feel closer to his mother than he had ever felt before, and he was very happy.

But Draco was very upset. He had done so much by himself. Since he was seven years old, he had been searching for information, trying to improve his magic power, reciting difficult ancient runes, risky experiments, and dangerous attacks. He was busy for several years from beginning to end. , and almost turned into a squib in the end, the result was not as good as this reckless little lion hugging the Dark Lord!

Is this the so-called fate?

It's a pity that before Draco could give a lesson to the wild and proud green-eyed little black cat, the Slytherin snake king came in - Harry and Draco shared a medical compartment, which made Snare Professor Pu didn't even bother to spray the deadly venom on two little snakes at the same time.The professor focused on lamenting the fact that the Malfoy family came out with a little bastard completely infected with Gryffindor brainlessness, and fully venomed the heir to Potter's ancient wizarding family with a completely disgraceful Muggle suicide. soak.

Just as the exams were over, Professor Snape finally announced with great comfort that the two of them would copy the Slytherin Code of Conduct five hundred times—the harshest Slytherin punishment ever, essentially ensuring that the two of them would spend the rest of the holiday. Individuals don't want to have time to go out and make trouble; in the next school year in the future, they will have a full term of confinement, and in the potions office, the handling of potions materials before class for all grades will fall to two free child laborers; and, Both were disqualified from the Quidditch team (Flint would cry), and banned from carrying their own broomsticks in the second year by the authority of the dean, completely depriving them of the joy of flying that they loved!

——This punishment is so profound that it will be unforgettable for a lifetime, and the sea is so dry and the rocks are rotten that it will be unforgettable.The two little snakes were in a daze after being sprayed with venom and couldn't recover for a long time.

After a long time, Harry came back to his senses and suddenly sighed, "Draco, I think I really started to admire Professor Snape from the bottom of my heart."

"After the godfather just stripped you of all future vacation entertainment and mocked you for switching minds with mandrakes?" Draco gritted his teeth. What's wrong with him?

"But I really believe now, what the Headmaster said in his first Potions class, that potions can help us [increase our reputation, brew glory, and even prevent death. As long as we're not the fools he says we are.]" Harry always I can't forget Draco's terrible potion power, "The professor always stares at me fiercely, making me think that I am the fool he refers to, but I still think..." Harry twisted on the bed with the quilt in his arms. Tossing and turning, he couldn't tell what it was like, maybe since the day when the professor rescued him from the crazy Bludger with a stern face and furious eyes, Harry began to be willing to believe in him wholeheartedly.As for the venom spray just now, to be honest, although it was harsh, terrifying, and unforgettable, the way the professor looked at him was no different from the way he looked at Draco.

Perhaps, Harry bit the corner of the quilt, and the sternness that felt strange to him was the father's feeling.

"Well, well, let me teach you some experience of getting along with the godfather, since you admire the godfather so much." Draco suggested with a smirk, "The godfather has a poisonous mouth and is serious and serious all day long, but if you can be cheeky To be invulnerable enough to be invulnerable to all poisons, then you can finally find his unique gentleness with personal charm. Just like a stabbing man, under the tricky appearance is the softest heart."

soft?

What a joke, that would definitely not be the Godfather!

He is the strongest fighter, the most iron-blooded Snake King of Slytherin. No matter how tender his heart is, he will never show it to others. He will only use the most severe methods to tell them the true meaning of life. Let his little snakes be injured by sharp thorns, and before they reach adulthood, he will personally build steel and iron bones for them, and be tempered in the fire of hell.

If you expect the tenderness of the professor, you will die in an ugly way—Malfoy-style murder with a knife. However, it is really time to use the hands of the godfather to train this Slytherin who is not Slytherin at all.The little platinum viper thought maliciously in his heart, after entering the gate of Slytherin, you, a Gryffindor kitten, still dream of the day when you have a counterattack?

The green-eyed and innocent little lion who was completely deceived by the downright Slytherin platinum snake couldn't help pinching his face, clenched his fists, and swore with incomparably powerful Gryffindor courage, "Sooner or later, I will Will see!"

Volume Two: Fighting for Faith