[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin conduct 57: details make or break

He is risen, he is really risen!

Without warning, but also in this life, also resurrected in the final of the Goblet of Fire!

Draco's brain was instantly congested with blood, and his ears were ringing, but he still stood upright, with his wand tightly in his hand, ready to fight at any time.

Voldemort wasn't even surprised to see Draco, he raised his eyebrows contemptuously and looked up and down, compared to Draco's nervousness as if he was facing an enemy, he even held his wand across his chest, and lightly made a "please" At the same time, a cruel and cold smile appeared on the slit-like lips.He silently said the name "Draco Malfoy" with his lips, and then raised his equally pale hand, the bone-like magic wand in his hand—

“[Avada——]”

"[Flame Vine Whip—]" Draco fought back loudly while dodging flexibly, no, in the face of life and death, he will never stand still!

The Dark Lord is just an ordinary man!

Before Voldemort could finish chanting the death curse, the wand in Draco's hand spit out a long thin flame, which turned into a flaming whip and lashed at him with suffocating heat waves and tongues, so Everything withers everywhere.Voldemort seemed unbelievable to such a terrifying black magic attack. He couldn't help but took two steps back, but was almost stumbled by the robe on his body.

Draco froze for a moment, turned his whip into a stick, and read aloud, "[Funny funny——]"

Be a stupid boggart.

"F--mybutts--inga**andhole..." Draco blurted out, swearing loudly, a long list of street swear words that would make his mother pass out with shame!

Looking at the Boggart that finally exploded into smoke, Draco leaned on his legs, bent down and panted heavily, and when the evening wind blew, cold sweat swished on his body. He was sure that from now on, the one he hated the most The magical creature is a boggart!

Draco calmed down the turmoil in his heart for a while, and adjusted his direction again. After turning a right angle, he found that he suddenly stood upside down, the soles of his feet were still grass, and the top of his head was still against the starry sky, but his brain Bloodshot, hair standing on end.

“[Torn apart]”

"[Delusion]"

“[Cleaned up]”

“[The dust goes away without a trace]”

“[flying around]”

……

It was really capsized in the gutter, passing through so many strange and dangerous creatures, Draco was so careless once, plunged into the magic made of floating gold powder, and was trapped with his head upside down.He tried several spells back and forth to no avail. When he was restless and unable to do anything, Draco suddenly saw a faint light flashing at the end of the left side. It was the Warriors Cup!

Surprise flashed across his heart, Draco struggled to lift his foot, and cracked it. When he came back to his senses again, he found that he was standing on the ground intact, and the floating gold powder at the corner was still shining and quietly floating there.Draco turned his head and looked back at the place where the light was found. Looking at it this way, it seemed that there was no trace of the trophy in that direction. Draco cast a direction spell and found that the place where the light was shining just now was indeed in the northwest direction—— What are you still hesitating about?

There has never been a moment like this, feeling that he is so close to victory. Draco approached in that direction, and the road seemed to become wider. As he continued to move forward, Draco saw that there seemed to be air in the road ahead. For the traces of fluctuations, throw out a void-shattering spell and sweep across, no matter what phantoms or traps that existed in the middle of the spell were flattened and disappeared.

In this seemingly safe, broad, and wide straight corridor, Draco saw a fork in the road from a distance. When he focused his eyes, he saw a black hairy long-legged, no, he didn’t care about that. What is it!As long as it stays out of the main road, "[obstacle closed—]"

Whether it's a spider or a giant lizard, it's all sealed in that fork in the road so don't think about it.

After passing this fork in the road, the main road ahead leads to the end.Draco released two path-finding spells while walking, and he didn't encounter any obstacles along the way. He began to speed up his pace, and gradually ran, breaking through the deep corridor and reaching the center of the big round bottom at the end.

right here!

Draco was ecstatic in his heart, he rushed all the way to the center of the round bottom but suddenly stopped - here, no doubt, he even saw the patterned stone platform in the middle of the ground where the championship trophy should now be placed!

But—the table was empty—there were no trophies at all.

Draco reiterated his caution, he walked over carefully, probed, inspected with his wand, and even touched the cold and hard stone flower bed with his own hands. There was no invisibility, no traps, no puzzles—as if it was clearly supposed to be there. But it seems that someone has taken it away first!

Draco took a few steps back, completely confused, according to the instructions of the contest, the trophy should be there!

"You—before me!" A voice suddenly came from behind, Draco held his wand and turned around quickly, only to see Krum who was also in a mess.

Krum also walked in with a bit of a limp, his wand in his hand but didn't intend to raise it, he had just faced Draco's defenseless back and didn't make any attempt to attack, even though he should, the rules allowed, But in the end, he just reminded Draco aloud. Facing Draco who turned around to defend again, Krum shrugged, "I lost."

Draco held the wand in his hand, stared at Krum for a while before he believed that he was serious, and put away his wand—probably to repay the favor he owed himself—yes, so they It's evened out. Although Krum has a gloomy face, he is a man with a magnanimous heart and a sense of responsibility. He is not a coward like Karkaroff who can't afford to lose.

"Why don't you—er, the trophy?" Krum walked over and saw that the table was empty.

Draco also shrugged, and just about to speak, he suddenly realized... Draco's face was extremely stiff and ugly, the woman who was obviously looked down upon before the game, and in the end——

Draco lowered his head to calm down the sense of loss for a long time, finally he suddenly laughed at himself, patted Krum on the shoulder, and said with a wry smile, "When I got here, there was no shadow of the trophy, hehe, how ridiculous—— I was so confident just now that I thought I had misremembered the rules, and Fleur should have won!" Draco brushed his messy hair after fighting all the way, looked at the blood stains on his body and the scorched marks on his clothes, and With that broken leg...

With a long sigh, a woman is indeed a powerful and terrifying creature.

Krum looked at Draco and curled his lips. To be honest, he hadn't seen Fleur since he came in, so——Krum shook his head in disbelief, then raised his wand and looked towards A rescue spell was cast in the sky, and at this point, the game should be over.

When the judges outside saw the rescue spell, they were a little confused. The rescue spell was released from the end zone. The end zone is the safest place in the entire maze. The judges are very aware of the dangers in the maze, but after such a long time I didn't see who among the three warriors sent out a distress signal, but the first signal was actually sent from the end?

The judges did not encounter as many troubles as the contestants when crossing the field. All the obstacles and hallucinations were separated under Dumbledore's raised wand, just like the "Moses splitting the sea" demonstrated by Draco. , in fact, the maze has been cast with a powerful space curse, which seems to be a long way, vast and boundless, but in fact it is a Quidditch field, when Dumbledore walked in, the authority of the referee made those curses disappear temporarily , so very quickly, the judges arrived at the central area.

Then, I saw two warriors who were embarrassed, but safe, and very good friends, chatting leisurely.

"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Krum?"

The two groups looked at each other.

"Well, here it is," Draco explained. "When I arrived, there was no trophy here. Then Viktor arrived too, so - I guess the game is over? If Fleur has already got the trophy, no Is it necessary for us to wait here foolishly?"

"But—but Miss Furong didn't come back!" Minister Fudge was a little confused about the situation. "According to the competition design, when No.1 touches the trophy, a signal for the end of the competition will be sent, so the competition should not be considered over."

"What?" Draco and Krum were dumbfounded.

Not only were they dumbfounded, but a whole bunch of judges were also included!

"Ludo, it's your trophy!"

Ludo Bagman stared at the empty table, unable to recover for a long time, his expression was distorted indescribably, seemed to be surprised, seemed to be in a daze, maybe excited (?), and didn't hear other people's questions at all. Seeing this, Minister Fudge waved his hand impatiently, and raised a possibility, "Did some dangerous animal take the trophy?"

Draco's face froze, and he turned to look at Ludo Bagman, who was still staring at the stone platform with a distorted expression!

Forgetting to add a fixation spell to a trophy, or a spell to remove magical creatures, seems like a mistake that would fit Ludo Bagman's wimpy personality.

Minister Fudge felt that this was probably the only explanation, and he was very shameless. On the most important day of such an important event, such an own-goal incident occurred, so the minister pinched his top hat and cleared his throat in embarrassment , "Ms. Maxim, Mr. Karkaroff, Principal Dumbledore, I think, since Miss Fleur is not the first winner, and it is certain that Mr. Malfoy reached the finish line first, then the Triwizard Tournament, Mister Malfoy should be counted as the final victory."

Karkaroff let out a loud snort of dissatisfaction.

Madame Maxime seemed to curse something in French.

Dumbledore's expression was very pensive and unfathomable, but he had no objection to the result of the match. He raised his wand and released a series of spells, and then the bush wall began to collapse and melt at the speed he saw , like snow under the sun.At the same time as the labyrinth shrubs began to be cleared, staff from the Department of Magical Beast Control of the Ministry of Magic began to come out from all directions to clean up the battlefield, and began to clean up those 'obstacles' that had not been eliminated by the warriors.

"Oh my God!"

Suddenly, from the right side of the Quidditch field, there was a scream not far from here, followed by a loud cry for help from the staff.

Dumbledore turned his head unexpectedly, but he didn't seem to be too surprised, and strode forward. Seeing this, the group of them all walked that way. When there were still at least twenty feet away, Maxim Madame suddenly uttered a terrible sob and ran straight, "Fleur, Fleur—"

Fleur Delacour lay on the ground, her eyes wide open, her whole body livid, her limbs stiff, and it was obvious that she had been dead for a long time.

When Draco arrived dragging his injured leg, Principal Dumbledore was already half-kneeling on the ground to carefully examine the cause of Fleur's death. Draco held his forehead and stared at Fleur's body in a daze, staring at Fleur's body without taking his eyes off him. It was a mess, he was completely at a loss for such a change, it was hard to understand, why did Furong die?

It turned out to be completely unreasonable, impossible!

Could it be said that the Triwizard Tournament was originally a cursed competition, which always happened frequently?

Dumbledore's examination was completely inconclusive, and the only conclusion that could be drawn was that Miss Fleur was dead - anyone with long eyes could see that, but there was no trace of why she died, and there was not even a fatal injury on her body , as if she was lying here and suddenly died, it's that simple.This method of death is quite similar to the Avada Kedavra Curse, but the headmaster has checked that Fleur was not attacked by the spell before she died, and it is worth noting that Miss Fleur's Veela core wand is gone— — This detail is extraordinary!

When Draco was drowsy and his mind was full of question marks, Dumbledore's gaze looked over intentionally or unintentionally. The moment he touched it, Draco suddenly shuddered, and the headmaster's eyes were full of deep meaning and seriousness ——It's not that the principal doesn't know the cause of her death!This idea was stuffed into Draco's flustered mind very quickly, and, no matter why the principal was like this, it indicated that this matter must not be as simple as killing a person.

But Dumbledore didn't say anything in the end, the top priority was to deal with the remains of the warrior, and for Draco's final glory, he could only minimize the joy and celebration in such an atmosphere, and in the end he just accepted Pomfrey's Mrs.'s treatment, as well as a small congratulations from the family and Harry.

Draco was exhausted and returned to the Slytherin dungeon. This match exhausted his energy and physical strength. He was so confused that he couldn't think at all, and Harry knew him well, so he prevented anyone from visiting and congratulating him. He took Draco directly back to the dormitory, filled with calming lavender essential oil, Harry accompanied Draco to take a good hot bath, and then the two of them nestled together on the big soft bed, Harry hugged Draco didn't ask anything.

Draco didn't know if he was asleep or not. When he closed his eyes, all he saw was Fleur. From the first time he saw her, regardless of past and present lives, to her death in the end, every inadvertent moment, every accident Talking or nodding, Draco felt like he was missing something, but he had no clue.

After being so dazed for an unknown amount of time, Draco suddenly felt Harry calling him.

"Draco, Draco—Professor Snape is here, he's out in the living room, he took us to the headmaster's office."

Draco woke up suddenly from his stupor, and seeing Harry's sleepless look, he pulled himself together and jumped out of bed to change clothes.

Principal room

It wasn't until Draco reached the eighth floor that they realized that they were not the only ones suffering from insomnia tonight. Professor McGonagall and Professor Moody just came out of the principal's office... Professor Ge looked like she had been woken up from her sleep. She was only wearing a thick morning coat over her nightgown, and she had a hair hood on her head.

Draco felt that he might have fallen asleep, and he found himself staring at Professor McGonagall for a long time, unable to recover, and even after entering the principal's office, Principal Dumbledore was explaining what he had not disclosed, which belonged to him personally. Draco was still a little absent-minded when he had important doubts and speculations.

"Miss Fleur's situation is almost exactly the same as what happened to Miss Ginny Weasley when she was controlled by the Dark Lord." The headmaster's eyes under the half-moon glasses were serious, "Life is controlled by Horcruxes and keeps passing away." , until it finally dried up. The only difference is that Miss Weasley was interrupted by us at the end of the process, so she was completely fine, but Miss Fleur - I can only say now, Voldemort, he succeeded .” Dumbledore concluded in a quite sure tone.In addition to inferences, there is a more solid fact - the Dark Mark on Professor Snape's arm has turned black again.

In other words, no matter what the horcrux that took Fleur's life force was, Ravenclaw's diadem, or some diary or quill, it finally worked and fulfilled Voldemort's original intention of creating a horcrux—he, resurrected up.

Facing such news, Harry found himself in a calm mood, free from fear and surprise.Maybe it was because they had been shocked before, maybe, Draco was right, they had faced him bravely and won, several times!Resurrection is just another struggle, they face it bravely, full of confidence and courage.

Professor Snape remained expressionless as usual, but Draco's body shook slightly at this moment, obviously touched, it had nothing to do with fear but—Draco's attention finally turned to Dumbledore in front of him, his expression Unbelievable, he said like a ghost, "Mr. Principal, can I borrow Gryffindor's sword?"

Dumbledore was surprised, although he could not understand Draco's request at all, he still made a 'please' gesture.

Gryffindor's sword was on the shelf next to it. Draco picked up his wand and walked over, thinking about it for a while, then waved it, and saw Gryffindor's ruby-studded sword deformed. It turned into a broken sword with broken copper and iron, and the deformation was perfect without any flaws. However, Draco seemed to be completely unacceptable, and took a step back in fright.

"Mr. Headmaster—I, I think, I know the cause of Miss Fleur's death."

The relics left by the four founders of Hogwarts have their own characteristics, and they are powerful and profound magical artifacts, so Draco never thought that an ordinary transfiguration spell could actually work on them.But the fact is that Parker's basic deformation law does not change the rules because of the magic power of the artifact itself. Just like Hermione once said, because of the powerful power of the magic world, the rules cannot be trampled on.

Draco felt like he was dreaming, his stupidity and carelessness made it difficult for him to accept.

"Fleur and Cedric Diggory were sitting near me on the day of the Christmas ball, and I saw Cedric give Fleur a Christmas present in the form of a crystal wreath - which Fleur wears all the time." De Laco tried his best to hide his frustration, forced out a relaxed smile, but it was forced and ugly, "I mean, they are boyfriend and girlfriend, aren't they? I, I never thought about it, before the game I noticed that she was wearing but I thought it was because of Cedric—”

"The tiara is gone on Miss Fleur's body." Dumbledore has now understood, his expression at this moment is completely solemn and stern, he has always tolerated the children's romantic thoughts at the beginning of their love, but toleration is tantamount to negligence Well, he never thought of paying attention to these things...even if they ate at the same table that day.

Ravenclaw's diadem, a crystal tiara,

[Carelessness and kindness make it fall short when you are only one step away from victory, and at the moment of embracing victory and honor—] said in the prophecy.

Ravenclaw's diadem, which they left out, and which, according to the prophecy, seemed to be perhaps the last key artifact to permanently destroy the Dark Lord, ended up bringing him back to life out of thin air, because of their negligence, carelessness, blunder.

Yes, the prophecy was right, he was resurrected, with the power of Ravenclaw's crown, wiser and stronger.