gray eye to gray eye

……

The three of Potter yelled belatedly.

"Oh, Merlin, our castle!"

"What's going on? What did Headmaster Dumbledore just say..."

……

"Stay here, Potter!" Lucius held out his cane to stop them.

"Go away, damn Slytherin!" Potter yelled reflexively.

"Shut up, Potter, don't talk to Dad like that!" Draco yelled back, "Do as Dad says!"

"Go away, we have to go back and help!" Ron shouted excitedly.

"Don't think that second-hand wand can help!" Lucius said unhurriedly, "Poor Weasley boy!"

"Dad, show them some power!"

Draco's fair face blushed slightly, probably not from anger, but from excitement!

Lucius looked at the eager Potter and the blushing thick-necked Weasley, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"Oh, don't be like this..." Hermione said a little impatiently as she tried to hold the big flat-faced cat that was still struggling.

"Okay, Potter, haven't you noticed that there isn't even a single guard left here, thinking that Headmaster Dumbledore intends to let us stay here!" persuaded.

Potter took a look as the Veritaserum was still spread out on the chair, and Black and Peter hesitated.

Draco sneered, "'Silly baby' Potter thought he could be the 'savior' forever!"

"It's jealousy!" growled Weasley.

"Sharon is right, Harry, we must stay, remember what Mr. Black said just now!" Hermione ran her hand vigorously along the back of the big cat back and forth, trying to calm it down.

There is no need for us to argue any more. Not far away, Professor Lu Ping hurried over, with slight sweat on his forehead.

"Thanks, Mr. Malfoy!" he said. "Headmaster Dumbledore thought at least one or two Ministry officials would be left watching!"

"Obviously, they are more willing to rush over to get some credit!" Lucius backed away in disgust, and said with a cold snort.

Lupine didn't care about Lucius' attitude at all, turned to Harry and said, "Principal Dumbledore hopes we can stay here, the professors in the castle are enough!"

He looked at the two people on the chair with a complicated expression, and used a confinement spell to tie both Black and Peter to the chair.

There were several more explosions and screams from the castle.

Harry sat across from Lupin, looking anxiously out the window from time to time.

Lucius stood at the door, unwilling to go in at all.

In the uncomfortable silence, Draco tugged on Draco's sleeve quietly.

Draco pulled his robe out of his hands calmly, and moved it to the side, obviously not wanting to pay attention.

Unwilling to give up, he tugged again.

Still no response!

Talk again!

"Enough, still not weaned brat?" Draco scolded.

"Confused, and then, angry!" Emphasized.

Draco glanced sideways.

"What kind of eyes is that?" He bluffed.

"Idiot, next year we will be 14 years old!"

"So, so what?" asked in confusion.

"Cough, um—"

At this time, standing at the door of the wooden house, Lucius coughed lightly.

Draco's back stiffened immediately, and he stood up straight, "Father—"

"Sharon Farmly, next year and Draco will be 14 years old, as the head of the Malfoy family—we have at most one year left!" Lucius said in a drawn-out tone.

Stiffly twitching the corner of his mouth, he sneaked a glance at Draco out of the corner of his eye.

"Yes, Father!" Draco replied sternly, then shot him out of the corner of his eye.

Don't ask how to stare at people from the corner of your eyes, you just feel it anyway!

"Yes, Uncle Lucius!" said Draco, following Draco's example.

Lucius nodded slightly, then set his sights on Hogwarts Castle not far away.

He walked towards Draco in small steps, but unfortunately, Draco kept trying to keep a straight face, trying to straighten his back like Lucius staring at the oak gate of the castle, without even giving him a glance...

"Oh, Merlin—"

"Harry, grab him!"

"Damn-"

Suddenly there was a panicked cry from inside Hagrid's cabin.

Lucius and Draco frowned at the same time, and the angles of their frowns were almost exactly the same!

"That vile rat, he's gone! Gone!" growled Blake from the room.

"Be quiet, Sirius!" Professor Lupine stopped.

"Oh, I have to say our saviors are awesome, aren't you? You can't even look at two people strapped to a chair!" Draco sneered.

"He, he was deformed...and got into the sewer over there..." Harry Potter stammered and explained.

"It's not Harry's fault, Draco, that damned traitor is a cunning mouse!" Black said excitedly.

Harry looked at Black gratefully: "Teacher, Godfather..."

"Oh, oh, Harry, I'm sorry!" Black froze for a moment, choked up and opened his arms.

"No, then, do you want to face the sunset together and have a tearful classic 'father and son' reunion scene!" He reminded, covering his eyes, because he didn't want to watch a real bloody scene.

"So, Mr. Black, how are you going to explain it to the officials of the Ministry of Magic!" Hermione asked worriedly.

Black choked, and turned his gaze to Lucius.

Lucius sneered, "If you can't bring enough benefits to the Malfoy family in the future, plan to live your whole life on the few Galleons left by Harry Potter in Gringotts!"

Blake's eyes widened, but he suppressed the roar...

The explosion in the castle gradually died down.

Fudge rushed over with Ministry of Magic officials.

Followed by the head of Slytherin exuding black air-Professor Snape!

"Oh, old chap!"

Lucius yelled exaggeratedly and gave Professor Snape a hug.

"professor!"

shouted with Draco.

"How's it going in the castle, Professor?" Draco asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Dumbledore is leading the professors to appease the students of various colleges." Professor Snape said succinctly.

Obviously, the students of Slytherin House have settled down, so Headmaster Dumbledore sent Professor Snape to watch the situation!

In the cabin, Harry and Hermione are trying to explain to Fudge why Peter escaped.

"It's hard to do without witnesses—"

"But everyone has heard the truth just now!" Harry said anxiously.

Lucius patted Professor Snape's tense shoulders, and condescendingly walked into the cabin, "Minister Fudge, there was a wonderful battle at Hogwarts just now, didn't you? Everyone will see this in the newspaper tomorrow." , what would you think? Oh..."

Fudge's sweaty face immediately looked ugly.

"So, how about letting everyone know that the Minister and a few Ministry of Magic officials have, um, cleared the wrongs of a hero who endured humiliation for his friends?" Lucius continued unhurriedly, "And, speaking of it, The battle happened at Hogwarts, Hogwarts, didn't it?"

After Lucius emphasized his tone at Hogwarts twice in a row, Fudge finally understood, "Yes, yes, Hogwarts, Mr. Malfoy's suggestion is really wonderful, but the Daily Prophet has already sorted it out tomorrow. It's full, Mister Malfoy, look..."

"Five thousand Galleons, donated by the Malfoy family to the Ministry of Magic and hard-working colleagues in the newspaper for a cup of hot drink!" Lucius said quickly.

Fudge hesitated for a moment, then said with a smile on his face: "Thank you very much, Mr. Malfoy is such a generous and kind gentleman!"

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