HP, don't come here

75,

You follow Peter calmly, to be honest, he is too good at running, running all the way from England to Albania in the form of a mouse.

If he is discovered by some Muggle researchers, he will definitely be awarded an award, such as "Salute to the most sporty mouse in the world-Peter Pedilou" and the like.

You originally planned to catch this mouse and take it back immediately, but after thinking about it, instead of being afraid that Peter would run to Voldemort and tell him that the young master of the Malfoy family was playing with Harry every day, he was afraid every day.

Why not just find Voldemort and kill them both?

Oh no, it’s not about killing her, but saving the mouse’s life for Sirius to be a witness, so that Dumbledore and Harry don’t beg her to rob the prison again.

These two guys can really do this kind of thing.

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Hogwarts at this time——

"Where's my partner?" Draco patted the bed in the hospital wing, and the poor single bed, which was already not very strong, was slapped. Coupled with his loud and clear voice, Madam Pomfrey looked around. Headmaster Dumbledore smiled and looked good-natured.

She thought in her heart that next time this Master Malfoy came to the medical wing, she would silence him first.

Dumbledore was sitting by Harry's bed and talking with him. Harry was still feeling overwhelmed by the escape of Pettigrew. The two looked at each other helplessly when they heard Draco's menacing voice.

"Hey, Professor Dumbledore, I think you know that Draco is a... carefree boy."

Harry had a hard time defending his best friend, even though he thought he was talking nonsense.

Dumbledore seemed to be amused by Harry's blushing and lying, and he patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about the child, of course I believe that he is just too worried about his little girlfriend."

With that said, he walked towards the cubicle where Draco was, and waved to Draco: "Good evening, Mr. Malfoy."

Draco glared at him with red eyes: "Where's Aubrey?"

The principal was not in a hurry to answer, but smiled and stroked his white beard, looking at the boy in front of him.

"I guess the only thing I can tell you is that she's perfectly safe and there's almost no one in the world who'll let her get hurt."

However, his words did not make Draco feel at ease. Instead, he became more anxious and angry: "Will she not be hurt? Shouldn't she be protected just because she is better than others? I doubt it How can you be qualified for the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts with such an attitude."

Draco looked at him coldly.

He finally knew why his father always tried his best to bring Dumbledore down. This man was obviously hypocritical and arrogant, without any sympathy.

Ron rubbed his head full of bags and lost himself in thought.

76,

Draco was extremely aggrieved, his little friends were as completely ignorant of Aubrey's whereabouts as he was.

And no matter how he looked for Dumbledore, the old man would only smile at him and say that Aubrey would come back safely.

He wrote to his father and went to find Professor Snape, but no one told him where Aubrey had gone, when he could come back, what kind of things he would encounter, and whether he was in danger.

But until the end of third year when he returned to Malfoy Manor, there was still no news of her.

It seems that he is the only one in this world who is waiting helplessly.

He could only put the card written by Aubrey under his pillow and pray for her safety over and over again.

If you don't send him a letter to tell him you're safe, he will definitely be angry.

Ignore her for a full ten seconds.

He closed his eyes.

Not long after Draco's breathing gradually stabilized, one hand grabbed his window frame, and then one leg followed. The girl rolled into the room and slipped into his bed quietly. ,

A good night's sleep.

Of course, Dumbledore didn't sleep well.

a few hours ago.

He was putting on his purple nightcap, and there was a cute little star on the tip of the nightcap, which twinkled so cutely. He closed his eyes and said goodnight to the star.

With a wave of the spell, the whole room was plunged into darkness.

The girl pinched a big fat brown mouse with one hand, and the mouse rolled its eyes and stuck out its tongue, as if it was about to be strangled to death by her in the next second.

The other hand is holding a bunch of ugly things that don't know what it is, and only the eyes, nose and mouth can be vaguely seen.

If those two holes in the face can be used as noses.

You jumped in through the window and yelled, "surprise!"

Dumbledore and the star on the tip of his hat were startled and sat up, and the nightcap was on one side.

"Long time no see, Aubrey, it would be even better if you could gently wake up this poor old man." He looked at you seemingly aggrieved, and then moved his gaze down.

...?

Headmaster Dumbledore silently looked at the two things on the ground that seemed to be about to die, and tremblingly picked up the glasses on the bedside and put them on.

"This is……"

"This is Peter, and this is Voldemort." You pointed it out to him seriously, and then said righteously, these two things just looked weak because they were too late and sleepy, and you really didn't do anything.

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I have an activity to draw readers to participate in the wedding of Aubrey and Draco. If you are interested, you can go to the old & F & U & TE, search for "Ula Going Forward", and participate in Chapter 78 of "When Draco Meets Social Madness" in the collection. 4.10 open