Platinum Working Guys at Hotel California

The author has something to say: Because the tower battles in these chapters involve reactions from all sides at the same time

So perspectives shift between people

If you feel dizzy after reading this chapter, please tell me~ I will change the expression~~~~

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Thank you~~~ Bow~~~~

Long time no see, Hogwarts.

Draco stood in front of Hagrid's hut, silently looking at everything strange and familiar around him.Hagrid's hut was still as he remembered it. The setting sun shone on the small wooden hut, which made Draco feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if the night trip to peep at the Norwegian Ridgeback dragon outside Happened yesterday.

Draco turned his head and looked deep into the Forbidden Forest.

"looking at what?"

Someone patted Draco on the shoulder, interrupting his thoughts - it was Cindy, who was following Draco's gaze towards the Forbidden Forest curiously.

"It's nothing." Draco brought the topic over, but his mind was still in the Forbidden Forest.The dark path in the Forbidden Forest where the shadows of the trees sway like ghosts, the blood-sucking shadows and the weeping unicorns was his nightmare for a long time—at that time, he never thought about it. To stand on the opposite side of the mysterious person.

But he has to do it now.

"Hagrid has been sent to deal with the giants, and almost no one will come here. Draco, you can use the Disillusionment Charm from here, and then enter Hogwarts." Old Tonya said.

"I'm in charge of notifying Sif, lest he give Dumbledore an Avada before we act." Cindy raised her hand to speak.

Daniel nodded and added: "Old Tonya and I will use Animagus to sneak into Hogwarts first."

"Remember, be careful in everything and adapt to the situation." Old Tonya finally instructed, and after he finished speaking, he looked at Daniel and said in his usual relaxed tone: "Well...it seems that there is nothing to say, take it out, brother. "

Daniel chuckled, took out a space bag under Draco's and Cindy's puzzled eyes, and then took out a wine bottle and four cups from it as if by magic.He distributed the cups to everyone and filled them with wine.

"Is there a taste of Julius Caesar going to war?" Cindy blinked and said with a smile.

"Perhaps," Old Tonya smiled boldly and raised his wine glass in the air, "then—for victory!"

"For Dumbledore!" Daniel raised his glass in agreement.

"For Livia's supper!" Cindy said with a smile.

"...For the historic cooperation between Slytherin and Gryffindor?" Draco raised his eyebrows, making a rare joke.

"What the hell! Cheers!"

The four wine glasses collided in mid-air, making a crisp sound.This seems to be a trumpet, announcing the expedition and heralding triumph.

The setting sun has almost completely disappeared into the horizon, and darkness is approaching.

"Damn it, old Tonya! You never told me your Animagus was a ferret!"

In a place where no one noticed, some exasperated voices sounded out of thin air, and then quickly dissipated in the air.

A ferret wrinkled its face and put on a puzzled expression like a human, then turned its buttocks and ran forward after a while; Together, the young wizards out of sight started their adventure towards the dimly lit Hogwarts not far away.

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It's such an amazing feeling to be in Hogwarts again, especially when you're in a transparent state.

The state that everyone turned a blind eye to him made Draco think that he was just playing a risk-free game. Perhaps this was the feeling of Scarhead walking at night wearing an invisibility cloak?A small hummingbird flew by not far ahead, it flapped its small wings and flew cautiously.The way it flew in hiding made Draco easily think of Cindy's guilty and nervous expression.Draco smiled out of sight, walked down the corridor, and turned into the bathroom not far from the Slytherin dungeon.

If one were to pick out among Hogwarts students the one who knew Zabini's routine best, Draco would definitely be one of them.The countless admirers of the Black Prince knew this well, out of fanaticism; and Draco, out of incomparable familiarity.Now he only hoped that Zabini, who had an important task, hadn't changed his habit and would come to this bathroom after dinner to solve some personal problems.

Enter the washroom, turn left, third room - Zabini's dirty little paranoid.

Draco stepped in sideways, waiting quietly.

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A ferret hid itself in the shadows among the branches, following a grey-headed eagle in mid-air.

It wasn't until seeing the owl flying into the owl tower smoothly that the ferret turned back as if heaving a sigh of relief.It looked around the situation alertly, and seeing that there was no one around, it jumped down the tree a few times.After standing firmly, it raised its head and finally determined the height of the wide-open door and window in the corridor, took a few steps back, and jumped——

"Oh!"

It was instantly shrouded in a black cloud, and the boy's painful cry came from above.It struggled to get out of the black cloud and saw the excited face of a freckled red-haired boy.

"Look! Harry!" the red-haired boy said excitedly, "I caught a ferret! Uh...how is it exactly the same as the one that Moody used Draco to conjure?"

"Ron, stop talking nonsense." A curly-haired witch said seriously, "Draco Malfoy is dead! And you should know that almost every ferret looks like this!"

"Okay, Hermione, Ron, we should hurry to the cafeteria." The boy wearing round glasses urged his friend helplessly.

"Perhaps you should give your ferret a Freezing Charm? Before it ruins the food on the Gryffindor table!"

"I think you're right, Hermione." The red-haired boy happily drew out his wand, pointed it at the ferret's face—

"Flame-FreezingCharm—! (Freezing Charm)"

The spell was fired from the tip of the wand, and the ferret froze instantly. Its expression, uh... was it furious?

If it could speak at this moment, it would roar to the sky——

【James Potter, Arthur Weasley and that Muggle whose name is not known, quickly take your brats away! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

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The growing conflict between black and white wizards has not affected the cooking skills of Hogwarts elves.Facing the brightly colored and fragrant gourmet food on the long table, what else can affect the appetite of these little wizards?

Dumbledore looked at the four long tables one by one through his half-moon eyes. He looked at these lovely children with a smile. Whether it was Gryffindor or Slytherin, there was a kind of innocence on their faces at the moment. satisfaction and happiness.Finally, he fixed his eyes on the golden triangle of Gryffindor - this action was not unfamiliar to him.Because in the past six years, he often observed the three of them quietly like now.

Harry felt the gaze from the teacher's seat, and he raised his head to meet Dumbledore's soft eyes.He showed a childlike innocent smile to this kind elder, in exchange for Dumbledore's playful toast.He was about to respond, but was pierced by a cold gaze. For a moment, he seemed to smell the bitter smell in the potions classroom that lingered all year round. He shuddered and quickly lowered his head.

Seeing this scene, Dumbledore burst out laughing. He put down his wine glass, looked at the Potions Master with a bad look out of the corner of his eye, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Just tonight."

Hearing this, Snape frowned imperceptibly, put down the knife, wiped his mouth, and spun out of the restaurant like a black whirlwind.

Before things happen, he needs to be alone to calm down those unnecessary emotions.

But it was obvious that the little guy who had been sneaking behind him didn't intend to let him get what he wanted.Snape grabbed the frisky little hummingbird, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked quickly back to the cellar.

Closing the door angrily, Snape finally released the restraint on the little hummingbird.He looked viciously at the little hummingbird curled up into a little fur ball on the sofa, gritted his teeth and warned: "If you don't want me to throw you into the fireplace - transform back!"

The little hummingbird on the sofa tilted its head, shook its feathers, and turned into a black-haired, black-eyed witch in Snape's raging anger.She stretched her body, changed into a comfortable position, and smiled playfully at Snape's black face without fear: "Good evening, Sev."

"Lucinda Rosier!" Snape looked as if he was about to throw Cindy into the cauldron and boil it into a potion at any moment, "I guess you finally found out that you are a reckless and stupid character after more than ten years of graduation. Ryffindor? So you can't wait to start your adventure? Sneaking into Hogwarts at this time, I think you may have been stepped on by a troll in your mind? Or stuffed with Veela shit?! You are simply... "

"I surrender, Sev." Cindy put on an unbearable expression, "I haven't seen you for a while, and your verbal skills have improved a lot. But I'm not here today to argue with you."

"...Explain!" Snape said, panting heavily.

"I know what you are going to do tonight, your promise to Dumbledore, Dumbledore's plan, and even...the plans of those people, I know," Cindy looked at Snape, who couldn't hide his surprise, and said lightly. Said, "Don't be too busy putting the Oblivion Curse on me yet. Listen to me, Sev, you can't kill Dumbledore, it will ruin you." She looked Snape straight in the eyes and said every word : "We have other plans."

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When he heard the faint sound of footsteps, Draco quickly cast a silencing spell around him.After dozens of seconds, the person he was waiting for finally opened the small compartment and walked in.

"Dizzy!" Draco mercilessly knocked Zabini down, and after pulling out one of his hairs, he added a petrification spell just in case.

Draco put his hair into the pre-prepared transfiguration potion and shook the bottle up to the light.

Hope Zabini washed his hair this morning.

Draco prayed so, raised his head and drank the potion in one gulp.

"Zabini, are you still there?"

Crabbe's voice became muffled through a door, but it didn't prevent Draco from being instantly surrounded by a sense of familiarity.If Crabbe hadn't added Zabini's name to his words, he would almost have mistakenly thought that he had returned to the days when he had a curly back and a halo of "Master Platinum" and was domineering in Hogwarts.

Draco tapped Zabini's forehead with his wand, performed an illusion, took a deep breath, and opened the door.He walked out slowly, secretly locked the door of the cubicle with his hands behind his back, and put on Zabini's smiling face of a dandy gentleman in his memory,

"Could you think I fell in the toilet, Crabbe?"