[HP] Silver Green Pride

As the screaming outside became louder, Draco couldn't sit still.

"I'll go out and see."

"I'll go with you," Ang said.

"No." Draco resolutely refused without thinking, and then realized his slip of the tongue, "Well, I mean... I want to say that you haven't learned the Patronus Charm yet."

"Have you learned?" Angus asked.

"Got it, my patron saint...is a white peacock." When Drake said his patron saint form, his eyes couldn't help but look elsewhere, as if he was a little afraid to look at Ange. His patron saint is a peacock. Would Ange feel that... But he actually likes his patron saint.

Not caring too much about his Patronus mentality that Drake said, Ange said with a smile: "Since you have a Patronus, can't you protect me?"

Drake looked at Ange with a look of disbelief in her eyes. What she said...does she completely trust him?Trust him to protect her?

Slytherins are sincere to their lovers and friends, but sincerity is sincerity, habitually, they still have three points of reservation, and they will not leave all their trust to others.

But... There seemed to be a light knock in his heart, and a place softened more and more. Draco looked at Ange with bright eyes and a smile of inexplicable joy.

Without saying a word, Draco took Ange's hand, held it quietly, and walked out of the room first.

Ange is a bit confused, so, why... she just said a word, but Draco is so happy?

Maybe, she still doesn't know enough about the so-called Slytherin?Even she herself is a Slytherin.

Draco grabbed Anger, ran quickly in the corridor, and walked to the other side of the carriage. That place was where the third graders gathered. Daphne and other third-year Slytherins were also there.

An ugly dementor floated into a wing, and suddenly, a girl screamed: "Harry!"

Ange paused, his eyes turned cold, and he turned his head to look. In front of the open door, a well-dressed man stood and walked in.

Before that...he seemed to cast a spell?

Drake noticed that Ange stopped and jumped, and looked at it with some puzzlement. Seeing that she was looking at the box where Harry was, she frowned and looked displeased, but she didn't show it too obviously. Said in a dissatisfied tone——

"What happened to that savior?"

"Who knows?" An Ge said lightly, but the corners of his lips could not help but twitch slightly, what a jealous little dragon...but she really likes it.

Seeing the smile in Ange's eyes looking at him, Draco couldn't help but blush.

"Are you still looking for them? It should be fine!" Draco looked at the black mist that hadn't dissipated, which was left after the dementor was scattered by the patron saint. There's no danger." He still wanted to continue being alone with Ange.

Ange nodded, she had nothing to object to anyway, and of course she didn't want to take Drake's way.

He looked worriedly at the box where the Gryffindors were, but thinking of the man who had just entered and Ginny's own strength, Ange felt that there was actually no need to worry too much.

But suddenly, not far away, Ginny's voice sounded again: "Call the Divine Guard!" and Draco beside him suddenly showed a panicked look.

Surprised, he turned his head to look, but saw a piece of black passing by in front of his eyes, and the sky was dark in an instant.

The soul seemed to be far away from the body, and the noise in the ears gradually disappeared.

The crazy size of the woman, a group of researchers in white coats, was finally overwhelmed by overwhelming blood, and the cries of many children sounded in her soul...

——This desperate, crazy, memory that makes people want to destroy everything.

Bearing it passively, Ange numbly waited for the negative emotions flooding her mind to gradually calm down, the blood red in front of her eyes gradually receded, and the clear world spread out again.

Taking a deep breath, Ange calmed down his somewhat chaotic thoughts, blinked, and stood up slowly leaning on Draco.

"Ange... how do you feel?" Carefully supporting Ange, Draco's voice seemed a little trembling.

At this time, her head was still dizzy, but it didn't seriously affect her thinking. She shook her head with a smile. She looked at Ginny, and saw a majestic golden lion half the height of a person lying at her feet. And a cloud of black mist drifted not far away.

"What's wrong with me?" Ange asked, his eyes seemed a little blank.

"You were attacked by a dementor just now." Ginny said viciously, she glanced at the black mist that kept being scattered by the Patronus, and was extremely disgusted, "What the hell are those people from the Ministry of Magic doing? Azkaban ran away a prisoner, but instead moved the dementor guarding Azkaban to Hogwarts, what the hell is this trying to do? Do they treat us as prisoners? Or is there nothing they can do about it , I can only come up with this trick? It’s really a bunch of useless waste, I want to complain to the UN’s wizard secrecy management team..."

"Ginny!" Ange suddenly shouted, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Feeling that she had made a slip of the tongue, Ginny shut her mouth embarrassingly, and looked at An Ge with an awkward smirk.

Ange felt helpless, and leaned against Drake, looking very weak, so the man next to Ginny said: "Seeing that she is not in good condition, help her in to rest for a while."

Draco only noticed this person at this time, and asked suspiciously: "He is..."

"Professor Lupine from this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Ginny said, she stepped up to the other side of Ange's body, and then carefully supported it, glanced at Drake, and snorted dissatisfiedly, but the two The individual's movements were very tacit, no one was faster and the other slower, maintaining the same low speed, and helped Ange into the wing.

Inside the box, there was also a comatose Harry and Ron who was still in shock.

Sitting on the chair, Ange glanced at Lupine, said in a weak voice, lowered his eyes slightly, and leaned on Draco.

At this time, her body still felt extremely cold and weak, but her brain had already ruled out all the influence of the dementors, and it was running at high speed.

Searching all the memories about the name "Lupin", Anger quickly deduced his identity.

Remus Lupine, one of the former robbers, graduated from Gryffindor, a werewolf, nicknamed Moon Face, was friends with James Potter, Pettigrew Peter, and her uncle Sirius Black, Invited by Dumbledore to be this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

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