The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

That sonorous word stunned Draco, but noticing Luna's weird appearance, he couldn't help shouting: "Why am I next to the crazy girl?"

"Because that's the only seat available." Harry was annoyed at being squeezed.He obviously blamed Malfoy for everything.

Draco opened his mouth, then closed it again breathlessly.It's not wise to go against the savior, especially after knowing what happened this morning.

Malfoy can bend and stretch.

He sat at the other end of Luna at a long distance, with half of his buttocks hanging in the air, his disgust was palpable.

"Have you no manners?" Hermione raised her eyebrows again.Ron taunted casually: "Arrogant Malfoy."

Draco retorted unceremoniously: "Poor Weasley, if you have the ability to change places with me."

Ron exploded immediately: "What did you say?" He jumped up from his seat and was about to jump on Draco, but was held down by Hermione and Harry at the same time.

"We have something to ask him, Ron!" said Hermione irritably.

Ron looked even more annoyed, but he gave in to the force of his two good friends and sat down reluctantly.

"Hello, Draco." Luna's voice broke the tense atmosphere, she looked at Draco lightly, her peaceful and quiet eyes made the mockery on the latter's face a little unsustainable.

"Hi..." Draco said dryly.

Luna smiled, "You can call me Luna."

Draco: "..."

Swapping Christian names is too much.

Hermione on the opposite side moved her lips, and wanted to correct his rudeness again, but at this time the train started, the whistle sound interrupted the conversation in the carriage, and the scenery outside the window began to recede.

When the train was fully moving, several people got to the point.

Knockturn Alley is a place where dark wizards gather. It was a lawless place in the wizarding world a long time ago, full of danger and mystery.Both the Ministry of Magic and the general public avoided mentioning it, and the press was by convention not to dabble in it.Even if there are occasional journalists who are too curious to break in, once they are discovered, they often end in misery.

Luna's father was an exception.He is a crazy and weird wizard himself, mixed among the weird and fringe people in Knockturn Alley, in exchange for weird information to make "The Quibbler", which didn't sell much, and got mixed up with most people in Knockturn Alley With a familiar face, it is not surprising that he was there when the incident happened.

"Dad said he took an amazing photo of the scene." Luna's eyes were very pale, and even her ordinary gaze seemed ethereal. "It needs to be produced well for the cover of the next issue. So I can't catch up with this issue." The Quibbler is out."

Harry was a little disappointed, but Luna said immediately: "Don't worry, I will help to do it in the next issue, and it will be very fast. Dad thinks that photo will definitely cause a sensation, but unfortunately we don't have much money to make a sufficient one." copy."

Draco raised the corner of his mouth, and said proudly and leisurely: "If you show me the photos in advance, Malfoy can consider sponsoring you."

Hermione and Ron looked at him with wide eyes, is this Death Eater crazy?Sponsor an anti-Dark Lord magazine?

But Hermione immediately realized that it was precisely because of the hostile stance of "The Quibbler" that Malfoy wanted to bribe them with money to control the spread of unfavorable news from the source.

Harry protested with practical actions: "Don't listen to him, Luna. I can give you a sponsorship money without conditions."

One sentence stunned the entire carriage.

Ron opened his mouth wide and looked at Harry in awe.His buddies usually reveal their wealth so rarely that they often forget how rich Harry is.

"...I'm beginning to regret asking the twins to borrow money to deliver brooms." Ron muttered softly, omitting the existence of Roald in view of the presence of outsiders.

Now that Harry knew he got the money from the twins, he couldn't help wondering how much his own name had played a role in it - after all, the twins' joke shop was also sponsored by his Triwizard Tournament prize money...

Luna smiled calmly, "Thank you, Harry. That will help a lot."

Harry shook his head, noting Malfoy who was uncharacteristically silent.In fact, during this time Malfoy was hardly marking people, and Harry's long-standing obsession disappeared.But he seemed to have shifted his focus and set his sights on Hermione.Whether it's when confronting them, or when they're looking for trouble, they deliberately avoid Harry and pick Hermione's thorns.

He hadn't even looked at Harry since he sat in the private room, his eyes had been on Hermione.Harry almost suspected that he had something wrong with Hermione.

Apparently it wasn't just Harry who thought this way.

After Luna briefly told about her father's experience, Ron suddenly made an attack: "Take your disgusting eyes away from Hermione, Malfoy." The tone was very bad.

Draco raised his eyebrows and countered, "What, are you jealous?"

Hermione opened her mouth wide, looking both surprised and embarrassed, looking at Malfoy and Ron in disbelief, unable to comprehend what was happening before her.

Ron was furious, and snapped angrily: "Shut your stinking mouth, Malfoy! What makes you think that after humiliating Hermione with that kind of vocabulary, you can still have a relationship with her other than an enemy?!"

"A relationship other than an enemy?" Draco sneered without showing weakness. "You might as well just say it, Weasley. Lover, isn't it? Why don't you have the guts to say it? Coward."

"You disgusting Slytherin—"

"Stop!" Hermione stood up unbearably, "Shut up!"

She stared at Draco sternly: "Don't provoke Ron again, or get out of here."

Draco smirked: "As long as he stops being ridiculously sentimental."

"Fart! You deliberately—"

"Shut up, too! We must at least hear what he said this morning." Hermione said angrily, her face flushed slightly, still annoyed by the absurd scene just now.

"Tell me what you know, Malfoy?" In the tense atmosphere, Harry asked calmly, "What happened to Umbridge?"

Draco's arrogant arrogance shrank visibly with the naked eye.Harry almost thought he was afraid of himself, but then Draco's words brought the gunpowder atmosphere in the car to a freezing point, and everyone's anger disappeared without a trace.

"She's dead." Draco's voice no longer deliberately showed off, but became very dry, like fried peas, hard, "It was discovered when the operation investigation team went to report this morning. She fell in a pool of blood Here, the state of death was horrific, as if the blood had been drained from her whole body, the hand holding the wand and the wand were soaked with her own blood. But the most terrifying thing was the wall beside her..."

His gray-blue eyes trembled slightly, not daring to look in Harry's direction at all.

"At least half of the blood was used on it, and there were a few big characters that took up the entire wall-I can't lie."

There was silence in the box.Hermione and Ron looked at each other, then at Harry in unison.

Harry unconsciously looked at the back of his hand, the scar that said "I can't lie" written on it had healed, but at this moment it seemed to be burning again, exuding a scorching temperature.The disgust of copying sentences over and over again in Umbridge's office was still alive, so he could fully imagine the despair and hatred Umbridge wrote on the wall before he died.

"It's—unbelievable," Harry murmured, with difficulty describing his feelings. "Who killed her?"

Draco sneered sharply, "How would I know?"

"That line really suits her," Luna said.She was the only one present who remained calm, and even showed a sweet smile. "—'I must not lie', what a concise summary. It is not a bad thing to be frank with the truth at the last moment of life."

Ron was in constant disbelief at her insanity.The horrors Draco had described made him uncomfortable, but there was nothing more rousing than beating a deadly enemy, and Umbridge's death - grotesque and horrific as it was - was such a heartening accident.

"No wonder you turned to us like a pug. You lost your backing and were afraid of being retaliated, right?" He pursed his lips, trying to get back to the state of pinching him before.

He's doing alright.

Draco immediately recovered from his fear, "It's you who should be afraid, ignorant, weak, and poor Weasley."

Before their conflict escalated further, Hermione seriously analyzed: "This matter is not that simple. Umbridge was obviously killed. Professor McGonagall blocked the news to stabilize people's hearts on the last day of the semester, but sooner or later he will be on the board." In the papers. What will people think then? Who will benefit most from Umbridge's death—whom did she oppose, doubt, and occupy?"

The more she talked, the more silent the box became.At last there was a dead silence save for the regular rumble of trains passing the tracks.

In the end, Luna lightly spoke the answer from the bottom of everyone's heart.

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

The light gray eyes are calm as usual, there seems to be no heavy word in her dictionary, even in the face of such a conspiracy, she has no worries about revealing it.

Harry clenched his fists, feeling the tightness in his throat, "Anyway—Headmaster Dumbledore's coming back, isn't he?"

"Yes—yes!" Ron came to his senses, "We can live a normal school life next semester!"

Hermione forced a smile: "I don't know if the Ministry of Magic will send a new prosecutor."

"Malfoy must know," Harry stared at Draco aggressively, "right?"

The corner of Draco's mouth twitched: "My father said that Fudge doesn't have any trusted subordinates now. Who knows." It's not only Fudge who can install prosecutors, if the master has a plan... But these are not things that can be told to them .

Harry took that answer as the default.

He looked away, feeling more and more that Malfoy had a subtle fear of him.He thought of recent events, tried to find out why, and immediately thought of Tom.But Tom is an out-and-out Muggle, and has nothing to do with Malfoy.

So the Patronus Charm they cast at Hogsmeade?

At that time, Hermione and Ron stayed to help Malfoy deal with the follow-up, and Hermione also promised to teach him magic.Malfoy had clung to that promise, and since his return from Hogsmeade had pestered them—hermione, to be precise—to teach him the Patronus Charm.

Who would have thought?An evil Slytherin prepares Death Eaters to pester the most Muggle girl in the Savior's Golden Triangle to learn the Patronus Charm.

It can't be blamed on Harry and Ron for thinking too much, these two days Hermione will always have a pale golden head next to her seat in the library, and whenever they go to find Hermione, they can see Malfoy's pale pointed face next to them.He almost transferred the set of staring at Harry to Hermione a while ago, but the latter really promised to teach him the Patronus Charm, so he had to hold his nose and bear it.

Harry saw Malfoy peeking at Hermione several times, but Hermione told him Malfoy was just peeking at her notes.

Perhaps Malfoy sensed a sense of crisis from the Patronus Charm and began to work hard.

It's true that Harry's Patronus is the strongest of the three, but that doesn't mean he's better at other magic than his friends.Harry guessed that Malfoy might have misunderstood his magical prowess.

As the train drew to a stop, Harry felt resigned and helpless. The Dursleys' house was never a pleasant place to be.

He told Hermione and Ron to call him on their phones at night.But the expressions of the two friends gave him a sense of foreboding.

"Did you leave your mobile phones at school?" Harry's expression was not bright.

"No, no." Hermione waved her hand hastily. "I'm carrying it, but... I just can't find its charger... My parents must be able to get a new one, don't worry, Harry."

Harry turned to Ron again.

"Oh... I, I will ask my father to reform it..." Ron said hesitantly, "Relax, don't worry..." He was so guilty that Merlin knew that the Quidditch final had already occupied his mind, That phone was completely forgotten in Java...but at least he could ask members of the Order of the Phoenix to go back to school to pick it up during the holidays.

Harry took turns looking at the averted eyes of his two friends anxiously, and finally sighed.

"I know you can't understand. It's really convenient, and I only feel it after using it. Maybe you need time...I just want to make it easier to contact you during the holidays."

Hermione and Ron were so guilty that they repeatedly promised to study the mobile phone to contact Harry.This directly aroused the interest of Draco and Luna, but Harry said to them firmly: "It's a Muggle product I like recently, and you won't be interested."

Draco had always known about the existence of phones, but what Harry said was really the reason for his disinterest.

Now that he understood Harry's hidden meaning of rejection, he even gave up the idea of ​​exploring.

Stimulated by Umbridge's death, he has almost regarded the Savior as a half evil god, and he can't fight against it if he can't.Who knows if he will be the next Umbridge.The Dark Lord's thoughts have always been elusive, but now one thing is certain——

If you don't want to die and don't know how to die, don't touch Harry Potter.