HP Dawn Night

"He's leaving."

Draco walked up to me silently and hugged me, Pansy patted my shoulder.

"Actually, Professor Snape loves you very much, Violet." Blaise whispered, "We haven't started to act yet, don't be so depressed, maybe each of us can retire smoothly."

"Come on, honey, cheer up. Show your courage to fight my dad at Parkinson's Manor." Pansy encouraged, "Now we're going to save the world together."

"Don't worry, nasty villains like your dad can live to be over 100 years old."

I really didn't know whether to laugh or cry or beat Draco first.

"So what's our plan?" Blaise asked.

"I'm going to cast the Disillusionment Charm on both of you," I said. "Since my Disillusionment Charm won't last very long, Draco and I will first take you to the Slytherin broom closet where you hide There."

"How are you going to notify us?"

"Take this." Draco triumphantly took out two silver Sickles and handed them to them. "When Sickles are hot, it means the war begins. Come and wait for us in the hall, both of you."

"Where did you learn the trick?" Pansy was very skeptical—Draco's best skill was definitely not Transfiguration.

"Borrowing a little cleverness from Gryffindor."

Blaise cut in impatiently, "Since when have you condescended to learn Gryffindor tricks?"

"Slytherin's advantage is judging the situation, fool. You still have to learn what you should learn." Draco motioned me forward.

"I hate the feeling of the Disillusionment Charm," Pansy muttered, slowly becoming transparent.

"You take them both, will you? I've got to meet Millicent."

Draco led the two transparent people down the stairs, and I hurried back to the auditorium to find Millicent.

"Everything is fine." She had been waiting there, and when she saw me, she immediately reported, "Theodore has been restless all afternoon, but I'm sure he hasn't been in touch with anyone—oh, he's in Spoke to Crabbe in the lounge for a while."

"That means everything is normal." I felt relieved, "Listen, Millicent. It's not impossible if you want to go to war, as long as you ensure your own safety."

"My only doubt is that the Gryffindors will allow us to participate," Millicent said. "I mean...well, Slytherins aren't usually believable, are they?"

"If Potter does come back, I promise they'll let us in." I had to explain the situation to Millicent. "I don't have Felicia or anything to keep us alive. This also means that once you choose to participate in the war, you will risk your life-"

"You know the story of my family, Violet, if there is one person in this world who knows better than you how... how hopeless the Death Eaters are, that person is me." Millicent said a little excitedly, "You met my grandmother and aunt, they were victims of the last war. Violet, the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters didn't just destroy the families of the other three Houses, there were many Slaters like us The Lin family died on their 'Road to Glory'!"

I stared at her for a while, knowing that I never realized that Millicent had awakened earlier than us: "You might as well call me 'Vio,' Millicent."

She grinned. "We're officially allies now, aren't we?"

"I think 'friend' is a better word if you want." I clinked glasses with her solemnly. "Promise me to keep yourself safe before attacking others."

"I'm not as powerful as you guys, but don't let others try to knock me down easily." Millicent replied, "Therefore, Parkinson and Zabini should act together, and you and Draco will also act together." ,right?"

"If you want to join us, that's fine too."

"No, I'm going to find a new team." Millicent rejected my proposal, "You see, people used to think that I was Daphne's little follower, and now it's time to prove them wrong."

Speaking of Daphne, my heart is a little heavy.I don't think Daphne is a bad person, she's an idiot at best.

"I don't know if Daphne will have a chance to confide in you before she dies." Millicent put down the pumpkin juice, her tone tinged with sadness, "She didn't really regard me as a friend, but... I feel sorry for her. "

"She's so stupid."

"It's not her fault, it's the Greengrasses who are too eccentric." Millison said, "Especially her father, if he would give Daphne a little more love, she wouldn't be on this path."

Then Draco went back and forth: "The two of them are already in the broom."

"Did it go well?"

"It's not bad. Rosmerta took cover, and there was no danger. Their Invocation and Guardian spells have improved significantly. In addition, there are more Death Eaters in Hogsmeadry. Obviously, they also expected that Potter would probably return to Hogsmeade." Gwartz—” Draco lowered his voice, “the three of us are very confused about what Potter is in Gringotts for.”

"I was thinking about that too. Do you have any ideas?"

Draco's expression was a bit strange: "There is one, but it's too bizarre."

"Go ahead," I encouraged. "Anyway, we've seen a lot of weird things."

"We all know that three Gryffindor students went to steal the sword, right?" Draco said with a look of difficulty, "That means the relics of the Big Four really exist."

"Hmm..." I vaguely guessed what Draco was going to say.

"We feel," he took a deep breath, "that Potter is prowling around for the remaining Big Four relics, and one of them is hidden in Gringotts."

"It doesn't make sense!" I frowned, "It is said that the sword of Gryffindor can only be drawn by a real warrior, which means that ordinary people can't actually use it. In the same way, the other founders The relic should only be used by the 'true heir'."

"That's where we think it doesn't make sense." Draco agreed. "Pansy has some other ideas. She doesn't think 'drawing' a sword doesn't mean it can't be used. She thinks a sword is something everyone can 'take. ', but not everyone can use it."

"That is to say, anyone can touch the relics, but they won't really give them power?"

"Yes, she thinks so."

"It's not impossible." I pondered for a moment, "But why does Potter want the relics of the Big Four? Can they help him defeat the Dark Lord?"

"Maybe." Draco quickly nibbled a few mouthfuls of bread, "Since the Dark Lord is looking for the Elder Wand, isn't it normal for Potter to search for the relics of the Big Four?"

He really deserves to be the savior of the world, even the weapons he uses are of a higher grade than us ordinary people.

No one is destined to fall asleep this night, at least I have been awake.Millicent didn't rest either. She sat on the bed staring at the ceiling, and neither of us spoke.

I realized I didn't even get a picture with my dad, and if he was going to die in this war, I didn't even have anything to remember.

ten o'clock.

10: 30.

Eleven o'clock.

Suddenly, the flames in the fireplace shot up and gradually changed to the representative colors of the four colleges, and at the same time, a harsh siren sounded out of thin air——I immediately jumped off the bed neatly dressed, as if I had been waiting for this moment of.

"Are you ready?" Millicent asked suddenly, she was also wearing daytime clothes, her eyes were burning.

"Can't wait."

"If we both survive, we must go to the Three Broomsticks for a drink after the war."

I shook hands with her: "Come on."

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The end is in sight! ! !