[HP] Born Noble

Slytherin Conduct Seventy: Find someone worth defending with your entire life A few days later, at the homework table in the common room, Draco was absent-mindedly participating in Harry's gossip chat about the progress of the reorganization of the various societies , while carefully reading his father's reply.

In general, the real situation that night was far more complicated and dangerous than the few words in the newspaper. The corridors of the Department of Mysteries were full of traces of spells, but those were issued from Mundungus' own wand , in order to defend himself from the attack, and his opponent, eventually managed to leave him with a fatal wound - Mundungus has a large bitten blood hole near the neck near the artery - according to Lucius' personal From experience and observation, it is very similar to the attack marks of the Dark Lord's pet Nagini, judging from the size of the blood hole and the obvious toxic burn marks on the edge of the wound.

Nagini, the very powerful assistant of the Dark Lord, is huge, vicious, and deadly with venom—maybe apart from not being able to kill with his eyes, he is really about the same fighting power as that basilisk. This is definitely a formidable enemy that cannot be underestimated. , and what's even more frightening is that it will never betray the Dark Lord!Draco couldn't help biting his nails, damn it, now the Dark Lord is even more powerful.

Draco suddenly remembered something, if he remembered correctly, Nagini had been hiding in the Albanian forest, with the broken and failed Dark Lord, but the main soul was dead, how could the revived soul piece know Where can I find Nagini?When the main soul went to murder the Potters, he didn't have any followers with him, and his escape afterwards was a complete mystery. Otherwise, Aunt Bella and the others wouldn't be biting everywhere like a mad dog, just to find his whereabouts.

Draco felt as if he had overlooked something.

Ping——

Draco suddenly thumped the table, startling the people around who were doing their homework!But Draco couldn't care less, he didn't even notice that his expression was grim at the moment!

"Draco..." Harry took Draco's arm and touched his forehead, "What's wrong with you? This is..." Harry swore he didn't mean to peek.It's just that the first letter of the line "Department of Mysteries, Ministry of Magic" in the letter is all capitalized. It's too difficult not to notice, and then he also saw the name of Mundungus mentioned in the next line.

"My stomach is a bit uncomfortable, so go back to the dormitory first. Harry, can you help me pack my schoolbag?"

"Of course." Harry was completely in a mess, hugged their things, and went back to the dormitory.

As soon as Draco returned to the dormitory, he re-read the memory of the 'dream in the hallway of the Department of Mysteries' that Harry had drawn out at the beginning of school.The crude stone corridor that passed away in a flash and made them completely incomprehensible and then completely ignored - Draco's face was quite ugly, it was his stupidity, too entangled with the memories of his previous life - this should be the one in Azkaban Prison Stone passage, damn it!

He forgot about Pediru!

Oh, he is so stupid. Pediru was the last person to meet the Dark Lord before he lost his power. Only Pediru is the one who knows the last experience of all related main souls. He was resurrected with the Ravenclaw crown. How could the current Dark Lord let go of this important source of information?Draco now even had good reason to suspect that Wormtail's successful escape from prison was also thanks to the Dark Lord's help-it's not difficult, just ask his father to find out if anyone has visited Wormtail before.

After Wormtail escaped from prison, there were two main purposes: what happened to the main soul before he lost power, and to save the Death Eaters in Azkaban. In such a dark and unclear period, the role of Wormtail will certainly not take great risks Infiltrate the impenetrable Hogwarts in an attempt to kidnap Harry Potter!

Draco rubbed his forehead, his previous thinking direction was all wrong, from the beginning to now, Azkaban has always been the heart of the Dark Lord!The prophecy ball is of course important, but what the Dark Lord desires most now is to restore his power and recharge his strength. From the perspective of his current followers, his strength is not at the same level as the Order of the Phoenix. How could the Dark Lord be so reckless in such a situation? The Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries, which is targeting the public, is trying to confront Dumbledore head-on?

The prophecy ball, the Ministry of Magic - nothing but the Dark Lord's bait!And they were fooled!What a successful borrowed knife kill - that old fool Fudge is now focusing like crazy on defending Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix!

Draco's complexion changed several times, no matter what, Pedilu's first mission was successfully completed, and he even retrieved Nagini from the Albanian forest. Nagini is definitely an indispensable assistant for the Dark Lord, and The rest is Azkaban, and, if Draco remembers correctly, one of the Death Eaters in Azkaban is named Luke Wood, and he used to work in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. With the same successful escape, the Dark Lord will soon know that ordinary people who are not related can't get a specific prophecy orb.

Harry finished reading the letter at this time, and then fell into the sofa. It is not that he has not read the news of the death, but this is a completely different feeling from reading the news in the newspaper. He can even remember the death of an acquaintance. The jokes they made at the dinner table, and the utter helplessness of the big smoker when faced with their haggling... a real... all because of him!His death was unknown, and even his reputation after death was so bad.

Why is this happening?

It shouldn't be like this!

"Draco, this shouldn't have happened!" Harry bit his lips tightly, but couldn't resist the sore nose, "...It's all because of me!"

"No, Harry! This is war!" Draco threw the letter into the fireplace and watched it burn to ashes, destruction always so quick and easy, survival so hard and painful. "That's it, in the future, death, blood, cruelty, darkness... We will experience this many times, we will face the heavy price of life and choices, time and time again, we shoulder the mission and need to do everything that can be done , but there is only one thing that can’t be done!” Draco’s blue-gray eyes were as cold as iron and as firm as a mountain, “—cry!”

Harry was shocked, and then he sniffed hard, wiped the water stains on his face indiscriminately, forced himself to hold his head up, his voice was still a little trembling, but his expression was strong, "I see, Draco. I think, we do something."

Draco dug his nails deep into his palm and said nothing. ~~

Harry gave a jerk, squinting his eyes, "Draco? You have a plan, don't you?" He knew him too well.

"Do not……"

"You have!" Harry interrupted him.

Draco avoided Harry's gaze.

"Draco—" Harry walked to Draco's side and squatted down, pulling his clenched and whitened fingers out of his palm one by one, and smoothed them out, "You have a plan! Tell me."

Draco stared at the nearby fire, but didn't look at Harry. "It's dangerous, Harry - very, very dangerous..."

"I'm not afraid!"

But I'm afraid.

Draco turned to stare at Harry, they were within half an arm's reach, and Draco could even see his own reflection in Harry's green eyes, restless, confused, fearful, and...love.

Two can only live one - his father was right, he couldn't avoid that possibility just because of fear.

Draco felt Harry's breath caressing the warmth of his lips, and he could count his eyelashes, still stained with tears from just now.He just needs to lean forward a little bit to touch... and then it will be hot, passionate, full of warmth and romance - that will make them forget everything for a while, forget about killing, darkness, sadness and blood, and forget all the hardships and hardships ahead. Danger, as long as you grasp the present, as long as you have fun in time.At least in this way, no matter what the future holds, what else can he leave to comfort himself—a momentary, even eternal memory.

As long as he leans forward slightly, as long as...

Draco finally pushed Harry away slowly, stood up, and turned back to his room.

What he wants is a lifetime, when he wants to be too old to go anywhere, there are still hands to hold by his side, and then we can bask in the sun together in the rose garden in the afternoon.

Malfoy pursues the ultimate perfection, no matter how thorny the future may be.

When Draco walked out of the room the next day, he found Harry sitting in the living room, waiting for him.

Harry thought for a long time, and when he saw Draco coming out, he turned around calmly, "Draco, have you thought about it yet?"

Draco lowered his head, what else can he say now? "Answer me first, Harry, are you ready?"

"Yes, no matter how dangerous it is, no matter how difficult the future is."

"Well!"

Draco turned and went back to the dormitory, took out a thick hardcover book from the room, and handed it over, "Harry, if you can't finish this within two months, then this plan is meaningless, after that we Never mention it."

Harry took it over and saw that it was "Advanced Occlumency", "But..." Harry was a little confused, hadn't he already learned Occlumency?

"Now you can block any powerful mind intrusion, but this is just the basic introduction of Occlumency. Think about it, if Occlumency can only block the mind visitation of others, how can Professor Snape become the Dark Lord?" What about the trusted confidant in his heart? If the Dark Lord doesn't even know what his spy subordinates think and experience, how can he trust this person with confidence?"

Harry frowned, as if he understood a little.

"Only show those memories that you allow to show, and use your memories to deceive the enemies who try to read your mind, this is the essence of Occlumency, even the highest level, you can fake memories for those who try to hack into your brain , to confuse them. The reason why Occlumency is so difficult to learn, the key lies in one word——freedom of retraction!”

Harry nodded, now he understood.Putting that book away, Harry still wanted to know Draco's follow-up plan, "What about after I learn it?"

"Why don't you think that if you can't learn it?" Draco asked him back.

Harry shrugged, how is it possible!

Draco couldn't help holding Harry's shoulder hard, "Harry, listen! If you make up your mind to learn now, you have to concentrate on it without distractions. This level is not like before, it's especially dangerous—— Especially, especially dangerous! Especially at this time, the Dark Lord is ready to move. During the process of your learning, your brain will be temporarily unprotected—remember our original intention of learning Occlumency?"

Harry was stunned, and after a while, he completely put away his previous contempt, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.Well, now from goal to practice, he understood why Draco didn't want to tell him about his plan in the first place.If learning this Occlumency was a necessary part of the plan, it was a dangerous process that even gave Harry a chill.Harry will never forget the dream during the holidays, when he really felt Voldemort's anger, evil and cruelty, under such a powerful influence, he even felt that his emotions were not himself, he felt that he At that moment, too, the anger was unstoppable, and I became a tyrant-like figure who would not hesitate to inflict Cruciatus on others.

He understood what Draco was worried about. Perhaps, if he was not careful, he might be influenced and controlled by the Dark Lord—all his previous efforts were in vain, but if this was the first step in facing the war, he would work hard!

"Draco, I will definitely learn well, definitely!"

Draco looked at Harry and kissed the scar, the fear in his heart no one could talk to.

In order to plan to trap the Dark Lord, Draco thought about it day and night when he was at home, all the past and future things that might be involved, all the processes must be meticulous, and there must be no flaws. If he really wants to deceive the Dark Lord If you enter the urn, there must be no imperfections.In the process, Draco found an oversight that made him sweat instantly.

It was the dream Harry had about the Dark Lord! ~~

Before returning to school, Draco asked Sirius. When Harry had that nightmare, he was the only one by Harry's side. Draco just wanted to make sure that Sirius had told who the ins and outs of the dream were. , told how much!

In the end, it shouldn't be considered an accident, Sirius told the werewolf professor about it—as partners, they should trust and rely on each other, which is what they should be.But at the same time, he also told Principal Dumbledore that Sirius just hoped to get help from the principal, at least to find a way to relieve Harry's headache symptoms. As for the extent of describing the whole process, he could only say, "Know everything without saying anything." .

Maybe Sirius's behavior itself was nothing, but Draco came up with the conjecture that Harry was a Horcrux, and was completely flustered by this conjecture. He asked to learn Occlumency. Looking back now, His attitude at that time was too eager, and his words were not rigorous enough. If he hadn't made all the associations before, he might have gotten away with it, but now——to Dumbledore, what kind of signal did this request become?

Dumbledore knew that he was a deep study of souls, knew that he knew Horcruxes well, knew that he had offered to learn Occlumency, and had personally nodded in agreement - Draco could have expected that old lunatic from Gryffindor to be completely unsuspecting Does Harry have a Dark Lord soul tablet in his soul?

If Dumbledore knew, what would he have planned to do?

He, would he kill Harry, just to prevent future troubles?

Dumbledore was the biggest thing they could rely on to win this battle, the only character who could face the Dark Lord without fear of losing, if this mountain became too dangerous... Draco was deeply terrified of the thought , but now at this point, he knew that he and Harry actually had no choice.Regarding the future trend of the Dark Lord, the situation that Draco can analyze can also be analyzed by others - the principal, the dean, his father, and even that simple Black, none of them are given for nothing!

His father was right, there is no infallible fortress in the world, it depends on what price the Dark Lord is willing to pay.Azkaban is undoubtedly worth the very, very high price the Dark Lord has to pay - sooner or later a large-scale prison escape, and sooner or later the Dark Lord knows that the prophecy ball can only be retrieved by Harry Potter himself.

Since it was bound to happen sooner or later, why didn't they make good use of it?

Two can only survive one - at least, before facing Dumbledore, they must at least survive the Dark Lord's hand first!

Harry wanted to continue learning about Occlumency. After Harry accepted the book resolutely, Draco went straight to Professor Snape's bedroom. If there was anyone else in the castle, Draco could rest assured Professor Snape was the only one before him who asked for help, and even showed weakness and confusion.

"Godfather, I, I promised my father," Draco had to lift his chin, forcing his voice to become firm, "but, no matter what, I will not let that happen, whether the opponent is the Dark Lord or ...someone else!"

Professor Snape had no expression on his face, or rather, he didn't know what expression to have.Draco's conjecture was not incomprehensible to a master of potions and a scholar of the Order of Merlin First Class, especially Professor Snape also knew the concept of Horcruxes.

"Draco, this is dangerous."

"But I have no choice, Godfather. If I am destined to face it sooner or later, I might as well seize the opportunity while the Dark Lord is still not strong."

Snape stood in front of the desk with his back to Draco, was silent for a long time, and finally waved his hand, "You still have Transfiguration class, don't be late."

"Yes, Godfather."

"The plan may be feasible." The professor still didn't look back, "—but first, Potter must learn advanced Occlumency."

"He will learn, Godfather."

The professor looked at the dark green inkwell on the table, and said in a stiff tone, "...maybe."

Professor Snape was the only one left in the room. He stood in front of the desk, standing upright. After a long, long time, a very low murmur came from the silent office, "Lily, Iswear—"