[Deha] World Starlight

The Minister of Magic is coming. Blaise held a glass of wine and approached Draco, "Do you think this news is reliable?" "

Blaise's voice was a little unclear in the mandolin accompaniment, and Harry saw Draco looking at the few old pipe-smoking wizards who were talking happily in the distance, and shook his head slightly.Blaise took a sip of his wine and said something to Pansy with a smile.

The room was buzzing with laughter, music, and loud talking.But it was also crowded and stuffy because of the crowds, some house-elves creaking through the jungle in the calf, carrying heavy silver trays that hid their bodies and looked like roaming little tables.

Slughorn swam from person to person like a fish.

Harry looked up at the big golden lamp containing the elves, and then looked at a few mistletoes hiding in the corner of the curtain with wandering eyes.And then, to their horror, Slughorn had swam to their side—

"Hey, Harry!" Slughorn straightened his hat. "Oh, and Draco and Blaise! Oh, beautiful Miss Pansy, good evening."

Harry forced a smile and greeted him, and as expected, Slughorn mentioned Neville in his next sentence: "I just talked to Professor Snape about Neville's Potions class results! Professor Snape said it was simply It's a miracle, what kind of talent Neville has never shown before... Oh, of course it's not as good as you Harry," Harry, who emerged from behind Slughorn, smiled awkwardly at Neville, But the more embarrassing came before the smile broke, "You are just like your mother, I have only taught a few students with such high talents, I can tell you that even Severus—"

Harry glanced over Slughorn's stubby neck and met Snape's narrowed black eyes—

He immediately smiled flatteringly.

Osamu

The author has something to say: [Happy Dragon Boat Festival!I will eat zongzi for you, and you can eat whatever filling you like! 】

(↑This chapter is a holiday celebration, it will be updated as usual tomorrow!)

There is also a debate about where Durmstrang is. I read some... The setting here is in Germany, but when I wrote honey pancakes, I thought it might be Russia... But Grindelwald is also a fan of sugar. set 23333333

Oh, by the way, the first bite of the Russian Waffle pancake is really delicious!

The sentences in today's chapter are very suitable for writing a rebirth article...but my pit has already dug me into the center of the earth...

☆、New snow has fallen Ⅲ

Snape's gaze flicked over Harry, like the backs of the heads of other House students, which made Harry feel a little relieved (albeit with mixed feelings).Whether Snape had had a "Lily" before or something else - Harry thought he probably really didn't care what Slughorn said.

And he really didn't pay attention to himself.

"Draco." Snape gestured to Draco with a serious tone, "I have something to tell you."

Draco nodded, glanced at Harry and followed behind Professor Snape who couldn't stride away because there were too many people.

Harry stared at them, turning his head a little at first, then tilting his head back a little to look over a few heads—Snape glanced back at him, and his voice reached Harry through the noise. In Leigh's ear: "Follow me, then you will get a week of tight confinement."

Harry smiled, raised the wine glass in his hand, put down his heels that had left the ground, put away his eager heart, and continued to pay attention to him while thinking about how to talk to Draco about him at night I didn't know about the unbreakable vow between Narcissa and Snape.

Maybe you should think about how to spend Christmas first?After all, they will have a holiday tomorrow.

Harry's bored eyes flicked around, and he glanced at the door within three to five seconds.He said hello to a few acquaintances who wandered up to him, and then began to circle the room in boredom, avoiding Slughorn of course.

And as Harry imagined, since Draco returned to the party 10 minutes later, neither of them had a rough or detailed conversation about what happened in those 10 minutes, but leaned against the wall, drinking butterbeer and watching Looking at other people, Luna's light hair is as conspicuous as Ginny's red hair, and the expression of Neville who is chatting happily with Luna is as bright as the smile on Dean's face who is having a hot fight with Ginny... But it is Not seeing Hermione, which is good news.

Harry covered his mouth and yawned.

The frost and snow on Christmas Day were gentler than any day before, because there was no unseasonable wind, so the snowflakes floated quietly along with Christmas carols, falling on the windowsills of many people's houses, and falling on the grid where others could not see On the window sill of NO.12 in Mo Square.

Harry was helping Lily peel potatoes in the kitchen as snowflakes fluttered outside the window in front of them.Lily put a rose in a vase and put it on the table, while James, who had been busy until Christmas Eve, set the table, Sirius and Remus served while Regulus and Clear Cut to furnishing the room.

Cheerful piano music is playing in the warm house, while snowflakes are singing Christmas carols outside the window.

The Christmas dinner was big, of course—Draco was sitting in his seat at the table, silently listening to his Aunt Bella's comments and spurs: "To be honest, what you did was really stupid, Draco."

Draco rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

Although there are two more people, this is still a family reunion in a way.Father, mother, aunt and aunt's family whom I have never seen since I was a child... It's just that the content of the conversation at the dinner table has nothing to do with family affection.

Draco cut the steak slowly, and occasionally looked into each other's eyes for a conversation, but both parties were under the protection of Occlumency, and all the thoughts of visible and invisible people were safely placed in their own In his head, all superficial things are empty promises.

"To be honest, you really should do your best." Bellatrix tilted her head and smiled. "This task is very important, and the Dark Lord's patience has always been exhausted."

Draco put down the knife and fork: "I see." He said, with a trace of worry in his slightly frowned brows, "I've finished eating, I'm going back to my room first."

Lucius nodded slightly, without giving Draco any extra glances.

Draco left the table, walked past the emerald green Christmas tree, the little angel's wings on the Christmas tree shone a little, he walked up the stairs on the red carpet, and glanced back at the corner - there were a few people sitting sparsely at the long dining table , but also in twos, the face and the heart are not in harmony.

He smiled slightly, walked up the other half of the stairs, and walked down the brightly lit and decorated corridor to his room.

The half-written letter before supper lay on the table, and the quill was in the inkwell.Draco sat at the table, picked up the quill, as if he had never left.

He continued to write the previous content.

[Christmas dinner is big, of course, because there are a lot of elves working on it. ] Draco paused, thought for a while and decided to write down his true feelings, [Although the food is delicious, the people who eat together are enough to make everything tasteless—I even feel like they should escape or not There is no difference between Zikaban, and I still live like that. ]

[Hope to have dinner with you.Draco. ]

Of course Harry understood that Draco was referring to Bellatrix's scruffy hair and clothes, and of course other things rooted in the marrow and soul, but he didn't want to bring up the sticky blackness.

In the middle of the night, Harry was lying on the bed reading Draco's letter, the snow outside the window kept falling, the sky and the street lamps almost became the same color.

But the happy mood when reading the letter quickly disappeared, and soon, more troubles and subsequent thoughts filled Harry's brain, and the deepest thought in his mind was--everyone Both are dangerous.

Whether it's Draco or Remus... Although we can't know exactly what kind of situation Remus is in the werewolf group, everyone knows that werewolves are on Voldemort's side, and Fenrir Greyback, so... never too good.

There are also Aurors who are fighting on the front line of danger, although they have not caught a real Death Eater so far because of the Ministry of Magic and various factors.

And Dumbledore... Anyway, as long as the term wasn't over, Harry couldn't really rest assured that he was safe.

"Oh." Harry rolled over under the covers and changed his position. He put the letter on the bedside table and then lay there on his side looking out the window in a daze...and fell asleep at some point.

So because of the holidays, I can't relax or something... So this Christmas holiday passed quickly, and Lily finally told Harry to be careful and not to cause trouble, even though she knew that These words went in one ear to Big Potter and to Little Potter and went out immediately in the other.Potters always have their own style of doing things.

Also, because of the newly implemented Floo network return method, when Harry appeared in Dean Snape's office wearing a Lily-knit sweater with a golden snitch on the chest, the other party warned him in a gloomy voice: "Don't Let the ashes from your clothes fall to the ground."

Harry subconsciously glanced at his clean black robe, pursed his mouth secretly, but when he looked up, there was another smiling face: "Professor, because it is really inconvenient to mail the moon face, I asked me to bring it to you. "Harry said as he took out a huge package from the schoolbag that contained Qiankun and carefully placed it on Snape's usual homework assignment table.

Snape glanced up at Harry.

"Besides," Harry dug out another parchment package that was much smaller in comparison and put it on top of the big package, "Merry Christmas, Professor... I'm going back!" Harry fled without saying a word.

Harry, who left Snape's office, almost quickly returned to the Slytherin lounge. There are not many people in the lounge at this moment. Harry ran in and looked at the old place at first sight——Draco Also wearing a Lily weave with the same pattern sitting on the sofa watching him, the suitcase is leaning against the sofa.

"Welcome back, Harry."

A big smile broke across Harry's face.

The first thing the new semester starts is to sign up for Apparition classes.Although Harry... it's impossible to disapparate properly without going through the process.It doesn't matter how much magic he knows and how proficient he is, but he can't justifiably use magic outside the age of 17.

Apparition has created a frenzy in the school, and people have been talking about the course all day, longing to be able to disappear and appear at will.Harry, who finished his lunch first, snapped his fingers in the ear of the slow-moving Blaise (meaning disappearance), the sound was a bit sudden, which startled him.

But Harry, who had achieved his goal, didn't care about Blaise, he said to Draco with Blaise's "sorrowful" gaze on the back of his head, "Go back to sleep?"

Draco caught Blaise's expression out of the corner of his eye: "Okay," he said.

Harry was still lying on the bed during his nap, wondering if the Minister of Magic had looked for Neville, but according to the previous routine, he must have looked for it... As for Neville's attitude, he doesn't have to worry, Dumbledore... ...Dumbledore has maintained that kind of relationship with the Ministry of Magic for so many years. He shouldn't have to worry about anything, even if they send thousands of troops to monitor Dumbledore, let alone they only send one person now.

As for Neville, as he gets to know Tom Riddle better and better, he will have some of his own views and thoughts, and will also make some of his own decisions.

Sure enough, in the recent Potions class, Harry could often see Neville looking at Slughorn with a hesitant look, and discussing something with Ron and Hermione in private... Harry read Gobalot's third law in the book, and then said in Slughorn: "Okay, now I want each of you to come to my podium to get a small bottle, and the bottle must be dispensed before class is over." Good luck, and don't forget to wear protective gloves!" After that, he slowly stepped forward to get the last two small bottles left for himself and Draco, and took out the remaining two vials by the way. A small box of bezoar.

The result is of course needless to say.

But Slughorn only added ten points to Slytherin and five points to Gryffindor, for Hermione of course.

☆、New snow has fallen Ⅳ

"Neville should have started to investigate the relationship between the Horcrux, Slughorn and Tom Riddle..." Harry fiddled with the quill thinking, a few days ago, Dumbledore should have given Neville He had received a letter before class, a long, dark green note on parchment letterhead, clearly explaining Dumbledore's thinking to Harry.

[Regardless of whether I know it or not, and where I learned the truth from, I should not tell Neville directly what I shouldn't have learned easily, but give those clues for him to explore and defeat Si Laghorn's defensive line, I also think this is the growth he should have. ]

Harry didn't have any idea about this, maybe it should be said that he agreed with such a decision-in any case, he didn't want Neville to know that there was another existence like "Neville Longbottom", and this existence was still alive as long as possible. Possibly paved the way for the future - no matter whether "Harry Potter" is for more people and a longer future, this is unfair to "Neville Longbottom", so Harry wished that there was only one savior in this world, and that the secrets about him only existed in the heads of a few people.

It is also worth mentioning that Grindelwald who sent this letter, who hasn’t seen him for a while, is still as handsome as ever, and seems to be happy to be a postman for Dumbledore-Harry heard Grindelwald use a letter when he opened the letter. A voice that had discovered something interesting said to Draco, "Who did you learn Occlumency from?"

Draco looked around subconsciously - people were going about their own business, as if they didn't hear Grindelwald spitting a bomb out of his mouth.Harry also couldn't help sighing that the old devil king was different, all the magic was invisible.

Draco glanced at Grindelwald, then lowered his head and shook the Daily Prophet in his hand, not intending to say anything.

"Honestly, Harry," Grindelwald flicked Harry on the forehead, teasing him, "Draco's Occlumency is much better than yours—as expected, the enemy is the most powerful fertilizer in the world. You little grasses grow into young saplings overnight."

Harry, who was busy reading the letter, glanced at Grindelwald and looked down at the letter, only feeling Grindelwald's light voice blowing into his ears like the wind.

"Why is Voldemort so good at Legilimency?" he asked himself, and Harry and Draco even more, although his tone of question sounded like he was asking if a bad joke was really funny.

"It's not because he doesn't believe in himself, let alone you." Grindelwald snapped off the chocolate he got from Harry's snack box.

The days passed by in a flash, and with the slowly warming temperature comes melting snow, muddy ground, and slippery lawns—it seems that the Hogwarts playground will not change because of anyone's magic The influence of nature on them.But also thanks to the gloomy weather that seemed to be about to rain, the sixth graders' first Apparation class was moved to the auditorium.

It was a Saturday morning that would not delay any other classes. The sixth graders, who had to get up early for breakfast, stayed in the auditorium after breakfast after their respective deans, waiting for the Apparition class instructor wizard from the Ministry of Magic. .

But thankfully, the pale and thin instructor was very punctual, and Pansy, who was driven crazy by homework in school, carefully looked at the instructor's slender hair and eyelashes, and asked Haha, who was closest to her, suspiciously. Leigh said, "Could it be that constant Apparating and Apparating have weakened his constitution?" Pansy whispered next to Harry's ear, "Do you think it's possible for me to become as weak and beautiful as him after I learn it?"

"Don't think too much about it," Harry said, "unless you're walking away with less bone and meat every time you Apparate - and besides, people are probably born that way, er, effeminate and beautiful. "

Pansy pointedly pointed out: "Harry, you are really talking more and more like Draco!"

Harry: "..." Harry didn't know how to answer, but it was obviously not the first time Draco had faced this kind of question.

"It's an honor," Draco said.

The special Apparition class lasted an hour, and Susan's disintegration was the funniest thing that happened in the class (probably because there was no blood squirting everywhere).Harry made himself look as inexperienced and clumsy as everyone else, and Draco...had no sense at all because he was thinking of other things, let alone apparating.

But Harry, who knew what he was going to do, thought that apparation would be learned sooner or later, and now everyone is standing still at the starting line-so it is more important that Draco is worrying about it, so he dismissed it after school After that, he followed Draco sneakily up to the eighth floor, and entered the messy Room of Requirement.

Harry took out the Marauder's Map that he had been carrying from his schoolbag and opened it, keeping an eye on the movement outside the door so that they would not be bumped into when they went out.And when Draco was studying the disappearing cabinet that seemed to be very old, Harry walked around looking at the "collection" here like a museum.

He never offered to help Draco with anything...Draco didn't tell him what he needed his help with...except for the matter of venting, after all, he (or the Marauder's Map) still needs to be better than Gao Bill and Crabbe are far more reliable.

And the reasons why Harry and Draco don't take the initiative to help/ask for help are the same. From this point, I have to sigh that the two of them are really getting more and more tacit - but with this kind of happy thing On the contrary, the restoration of the disappearing cabinet was very difficult, and the Apparition class was also very difficult. Most people's interest and confidence were getting lower and lower, and they even became bored-but of course it was the one from the Ministry of Magic. Wicky Tecross and his theories.

From February to March, there is no change in the weather, except that it is humid and windy.There was a notice posted on all the common room notice boards that the trip to Hogsmeade had been cancelled--Harry wasn't too upset about that, as he wouldn't see anyone he wouldn't normally see there. (However, Remus' chocolate supply is still normal.) Besides, the weather is not good, and butter beer can be drunk at school, and he knew it would not be possible this time.

Moreover, Katie has not returned from St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, and the "Daily Prophet" has also reported new disappearances, including the relatives of several Hogwarts students-this is not the time to let students go with them. Leave the castle casually.

March [-]st, Saturday, Harry woke up very early. He remembered that today was Ron's birthday, but he didn't quite remember what he was doing at the time—oh, it seemed that he was looking for something, so he accidentally let Ron I ate the box of love potion chocolates that got purer and purer.

So with a few less incentives - Harry tilted his head to look at Draco, who was soundly asleep - how did it all work out?Is it still the same in the end?He looked at Draco, thinking about it, and fell asleep again.

Of course, falling asleep again does not mean that he is not worried about Ron's safety. Harry has ensured through many channels that Neville knows the detoxification effect of bezoars, there are bezoars in Slughorn's lounge and it is easy to Where he was found, the only thing he wasn't sure about was whether Ron would eat the chocolate with the love potion and... whether there was a bottle of poisoned wine in Slughorn's lounge.

But by the time Harry woke up it was nothing to worry about - his cage sleep had been a bit long, and by the time he and Draco showed up in the Great Hall, breakfast time had already begun for a while.

At breakfast time, rumors of Ron Weasley's murder were circulating throughout the castle, and more seats were vacant on the teacher's table--Dumbledore, Slughorn, and Professor Snape and McGonagall were all vacant. Then, they went to the school infirmary together.

Harry finished his breakfast listening to the rumors worriedly, but fortunately, no matter what the rumors were, Ron sounded safe.

Grindelwald sat at the end of the teacher's bench and finished his breakfast leisurely. Then he clapped his hands amidst the noise of students talking and laughing and leaving one after another. He waited until everyone's eyes were on him before he smiled slowly. He said: "It's a great honor that I'm going to give you the Apparation class for the sixth grade today... The poor Ministry of Magic is always understaffed these days, and Mr. Wicky Tecrosse has more important business to do. When he was free—” No one was listening to Grindelwald’s remaining words, and the four long tables cheered——

And Harry... Even though he didn't know what Grindelwald's teaching methods were, he still sweated for the excited crowd, feeling that they were naive and inexperienced.

And the fact turned out to be exactly what he thought - Grindelwald's teaching methods were as vigorous as his name as the Dark Lord. He drew a narrow area in the huge auditorium and told them that it was a safe area for a while. .

Everyone looked at Grindelwald ignorantly.

"Alright, alright, everyone, keep tighter, and try not to leave any excess space." Grindelwald drew a circle with his magic wand as he spoke, "This is the waiting area, the next one You need to come out of the waiting area one by one in order, and then apparate to the safe area—do you understand me?"

"I understand the professor." The ignorant crowd responded subconsciously.

"Okay, then let's explain the inevitable success of apparition." Grindelwald looked at them with his arms around him, like looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered, "that is to think about you without any distractions." There is only one place and only one idea in my heart and mind - I want to go there, do you understand?"

"Understood, professor." Another subconscious response.

Grindelwald clapped his hands happily: "Okay, now the training begins." He looked at the people in the circle, and everyone felt that they were soldiers undergoing a review, "In order to motivate everyone, then I Just choose a classmate who is very likely to succeed a few times..."

Harry couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition...

"Harry Potter." Grindelwald said with a smile, "please get out of the waiting area."

A panicked Harry came out.

"I heard that Mr. Wicky Tecrosse emphasized three words when he taught you: goal, determination, and calm." Grindelwald said: "That's right. If you understand and implement these three words, you will be able to success!"

"Okay, are you ready, Harry?" Grindelwald asked, looking at Harry, his voice sounded concerned but Harry could see the malicious pleasure in his face—"So there's Invite our most important teaching assistant today!"

He untied a dragon skin bag from his waist, and grabbed a small black dragon from it, introduced and explained: "The black dragon of the Heshidia Islands has a strong sense of territory—oh, of course, don't worry, it's not the top three." There will be no real dragons in the Tournament..." Grindelwald comforted the terrified students who didn't know the truth, and after they felt a little more at ease, he said: "I will only use magic to make it bigger so that you can Have a strong desire to apparate... But I also said don't worry, although they can breathe fire, but the fire can only burn clothes and hair - so, you understand the consequences of being burned, if you don't want to make a fool of yourself, then let you Let your eyes, brain and heart only think about the safe zone!" Grindelwald said as he put the little dragon in his hand on the ground, and then tapped his wand——Merlin, almost in the blink of an eye, a huge creature no more than ten feet from the ceiling appeared In front of everyone - real dragons look super scary ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

There were horrified screams from the people in the waiting area - Draco's eyes were fixed on Harry and he didn't move.

And Harry...he looked into the black dragon's piercing purple eyes-raised his right hand and snapped his fingers neatly.

The terrified cries of the people in the waiting area turned into an uproar of surprise before it subsided—the smile on Grindelwald's face became brighter, and he gently said the name of the next person: "Draco Mal blessing."

"Please get out of the waiting area."

The author has something to say: Grindelwald smiled and clinked glasses with him.

and think of

The child is really on the right track.

Clear in one point.

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Thanks to muwenmuwen for mine, mua(づ￣3￣)づ The last chapter was too hasty and I forgot_(:з」∠)_

☆、The weather turns fine Ⅰ

Although Harry did think that Grindelwald's "more important business" was an excuse so that he could justifiably teach students to pass his boring Saturday morning time, but it turned out that he was wrong. , because in the Apparition class the following week after what was a nightmarish class that many people will never recall, Wicky Tecross first apologized for not being able to come last week.

"Besides, I think," he said, "the professors at Hogwarts must know how to teach students better than half-assed people like me, so let's look at the results of the last class before deciding on the study of this class. "

And then, everyone, yes everyone showed prowess at Apparating, nothing like the previous few weeks.

Wicky Tecross showed no joy at this, as if he had never been disappointed that they hadn't progressed with Apparation, and just continued to let them practice Apparation, Apparation, and steady state... Makes sense, so Harry and Draco would Apparate back and forth to each other.

Oh, so the trick to apparating is the audacity to not be afraid of separation and the strong belief in wanting to go somewhere.

Or rather, the belief in wanting to go to the other side—anyway, Draco himself said that what was in his head when he faced the black dragon was—to go to Harry.

Wow.

There were also some things that happened during the week of these two Apparition classes, the most important thing was the Ron Weasley poisoning incident, which was almost all talked about at Hogwarts last weekend, and it also brought some Shadow, but not as serious as Katie's incident (maybe because the Quidditch match is imminent?)-but some people also thought of the Katie necklace incident not long ago-of course, the most serious thing is that many people If you have thought of everything, then of course Hermione will think more and more comprehensively, that's for sure.Harry had thought about it a long time ago, so he didn't show any particular panic when Hermione stopped him at the classroom door after Potions get out of class.

"Oh hi, Hermione," said Harry, "do you have any questions for Professor Slughorn?"

"No." Hermione shook her head and said bluntly, "I want to talk to you about something..." She glanced at Draco, "It's just the two of us."

"Oh, well." Draco said indifferently, "It seems that I am the third person who is not liked... I will wait for you back in the cellar." He tilted his head slightly and finished this sentence to Harry After that, I went down the stairs neatly and went deeper underground.

Harry withdrew his gaze, looked at Hermione who had a hesitant look on his face, and asked gently, "What's the matter? What do you want to tell me?" At this moment, there were only the two of them left in the entire underground corridor.

"You..." Hermione struggled a bit before saying, "You should already know about Ron, right?"

Harry nodded: "I know that his life is not in danger...but it seems that you and him have reconciled because of this? It's good news."

"Thank you," said Hermione, "but you know that Ron was poisoned because he drank a bottle of wine from Professor Slughorn, but the point is that he clearly said that the bottle of wine was to be given to Dumbledore." Professor Lido's, and the contact with Katie has already clearly seen two points—"

Harry frowned: "See what?"

"First, both times it should have been fatal and it didn't, though that was pure luck. Second, neither the poison nor the necklace seemed to have hit the people they were supposed to kill. Of course," Hermione looked at Harry with an expression on her face. It was seriousness that Harry hadn't seen for a long time, she said, and there seemed to be hints in her words, "It seems that the person behind the scenes is more sinister, because they don't seem to care how many people they kill in order to attack the real target."

"Indeed..." Harry mused, "It does sound like that. But what are you trying to say..." Harry said with his eyes widened, and he looked at Hermione with just the right look on his face Surprised and puzzled: "This person is among us? But this incident sounds more like an accident, doesn't it? It's also possible that the bottle of wine was intended to kill Professor Dumbledore, after all, I heard that I wanted to kill Sla Professor Ghorn also has quite a few people..."

Hermione looked at him for a while without speaking.

Harry frowned slowly.

"Harry..." In the empty and dark underground corridor, Harry and Hermione looked at each other, and the faint burning fire on the wall made their expressions a little unpredictable.Harry heard Hermione ask him very softly, "Do you have the feeling that Malfoy is hiding something from you...?"

Of course, Hermione would not know what Harry was really thinking, so of course she didn't know everything that was sinister in her eyes, or even a plan that many people knew-she was just chatting and even saying such things among such unsuitable friends. He expressed his doubts to Harry in a situation where the topic was still somewhat eerie.

Hermione saw something change in Harry's eyes, but she still answered her with a smile: "Honestly, Hermione." Harry seemed to be unable to help laughing twice, "Me and De Laco is not married yet... Besides, even husband and wife will have some little secrets, so just like I also have some things to hide from him, isn't it normal for him to have things that he doesn't want to tell me?"

Hermione retorted anxiously: "I'm not talking about that kind of thing! It's..."

"Huh?" Harry looked at him with a smile, as if waiting for her next words.

"...It's more dangerous or more secretive, and you can't tell others..." Hermione said more and more in a low voice, as if the girl who confessed had regretted the confession, "Oh! I should go and see Luo Well! To be honest, Harry, I may be a little nervous recently... But there is one thing I think I should tell you, that is, the three of us saw Draco go to the side of Knockturn Alley that day in Diagon Alley Borgin Burke—you know the shop that basically buys dark magic items."

Harry said nothing.

"So we think he might be...Of course, this is our guess. After all, he is not yet an adult. Even if he is...he shouldn't be allowed to do dangerous things. Of course, it's more likely not. It's just that we think too much .”

Harry knew who that name was that Hermione didn't say...but he couldn't compliment Hermione by saying "You're so smart you almost guessed it right!" Could he?So he pretended that I understood what you were saying but I couldn't believe it so I pretended not to understand and changed the subject: "Oh well... by the way, aren't you going to see Ron? Go ahead Maybe Neville is waiting for you there, too."

"Then..." Hermione looked at Harry, "I'm leaving first, Harry, what I said just now