[HP] The Last Demon King

Early Saturday morning, Aridins knocked on Snape's office door.

"Come in." After a while, Snape's deep voice sounded in the room, and Eridins pushed the door open and entered.

Snape had just come out of the inner office door, as if he had just woken up, two pieces of straight greasy shoulder-length black hair hanging on both sides of his sallow cheeks, his right hand was still adjusting the lapel of his robe.

"Well, Selwyn, I hope you have something important to bother your tired professor early in the morning." Snape sat down at his desk, a pair of dark eyes reminiscent of an empty tunnel looked straight at Eridins.

Arridines felt that what she was about to say was unimportant and that it might be embarrassing for someone else, but Eridiens simply wrote, "Then I'll be back in two hours?"

Snape's lips twitched strangely, as if chewing something hideous with his teeth.

"It's best if you don't come," he said harshly.

"Then let me talk now." Eridins wrote, "I want to borrow these books from the restricted section, and I need a professor's approval note."

She took out a piece of parchment and put it on Snape's desk. Snape picked up the parchment and looked at it, his black eyes narrowed, ""Forbidden Art Through the Ages", "Existence of the Soul" , "Strange Black Magic Damage"...?"

He looked up, "What I know is that the Dark Lord has promised to restore your soul."

This was the first time he mentioned Voldemort to Aeridins after she changed her identity.

"He said it would be given to me as a reward," Eridins wrote. "I wouldn't pin all my hopes on someone else."

"Indeed." Snape's thin lips twisted into a sneer.

He took a pen and signed his name on the parchment, and then gave it to Eridins.

Eridins took the parchment and rolled it up in her hand, "Thank you for not telling Voldemort about the Parseltongue."

Snape's eyes narrowed when he saw Voldemort's name, "You should be vigilant and on guard anytime and anywhere, so that you won't die so quickly."

Eridins looked at him and wrote after a while, "Does it stress you that I trust you?"

The expression on Snape's face changed from gloom on the surface to anger from the depths, and he stared at Eridins coldly: "I guess you forgot what was inside your skull when you went out, go out .”

After Eridingspian walked out of Snape's office, she kept thinking about how she should win over Snape on the way to the library.

Although Snape was serving the Order of the Phoenix, in order to prevent him from selling her for the Order of the Phoenix, she needed some other chips to increase her weight in Snape's heart.

Eridins stayed in the library until five o'clock in the afternoon. When she came out of the library, the sun had completely disappeared. Malfoy and the Slytherin team were walking from the direction of the stadium laughing and talking. Still humming some strange tune.

Malfoy saw Eridings, said something to the team immediately, and strode cheerfully towards Eridings under their winking eyes.

"What are you singing about?" Eridins asked casually.

"I created a cheering song for Gryffindor." Malfoy smiled badly, and hummed a few words softly. With the catchy lyrics and magical melody, Eridins felt that if Malfoy left On the road of artistic creation, the weird sisters will definitely find nothing to eat.

Aritins and Malfoy walked towards the auditorium together, and Malfoy asked casually, "What did you read in the library?"

"dark magic."

Malfoy's expression suddenly became tense, and he lowered his voice and said, "You'd better stop reading this kind of book at school, Dumbledore must be waiting to grab your braid."

Eridins nodded. Dumbledore would have learned from Snape what book she had read, but that was nothing, she had a good reason.

One day, when Eridins was having breakfast in the auditorium, the students who received the latest issue of the "Daily Prophet" all started talking in low voices, and Gryffindor on the opposite side even had a quarrel. The Daily Prophet was not subscribed, but Malfoy had sent Eridins a letter a few days before the paper was made public, and the Ministry of Magic passed a new statute, appointing Umbridge as the first Senior Investigator Officer, this new law gave Umbridge unprecedented rights at Hogwarts, almost No.1 under the headmaster, and in some respects, her rights were even greater than the headmaster.

After the regulations took effect, Umbridge had the right to investigate the teaching situation of any class, but she did not see Umbridge to investigate Slytherin's class in those few days, but the teaching situation of the other three colleges Frequently "investigated".

Because of Umbridge's extra lenient treatment of Slytherin, after so many days after the decree was promulgated, Eridins did not see any trace of Umbridge's investigation until Thursday morning, when she and Malfoy walked to the forbidden area. When they were preparing for the Protection of Magical Beasts class on the field outside the forest, they saw Umbridge standing beside Graplan, waiting for them.

The others were also more or less surprised, not because of Umbridge, but because of Eridins also coming to class.

Aridins couldn't even remember when she took a class on the protection of magical animals. Whenever she had to teach outdoors, she always took sick leave to stay in the castle. Today, she just looked at the gloomy outside. Would like to come to a class.

Eridings saw the Potter trio standing among the Gryffindor students, Potter's pale green eyes staring directly at her, Aridins' gaze paused on his face , I believe he saw this greeting instead of a nod before lightly moving away from him.

Umbridge carried a clipboard covered with parchment, on which Graplan scribbled from time to time when lessons began.

When the class came to an end, Umbridge walked around among the students, asking them for their opinions on the class, or asking a few questions related to the class to test their learning level. Finally, she Asked about the incident where Malfoy was injured.

"By the way, I heard that some students were injured in this class?" Umbridge asked.

Malfoy glanced at Potter and said with a sneer, "It was me. A hippogriff almost killed me. Until now, I still can't understand how the teachers arranged by the school let this happen."

"Hippogriff," said Umbridge, scribbling on paper.

"That's just because he was too stupid to listen to Hagrid." Potter said angrily.

Professor Umbridge slowly turned his head to Potter, and said very gently: "Mr. Potter, it seems that you haven't learned your lesson yet, I think, let's keep you in confinement for another night."

That night, Aridins came to Malfoy's dormitory to train his Occlumency as usual. This was not an easy task. One desperately wanted to block the other party's prying eyes, and the other wanted to practice Legilimency skills. Every time they came down, they would practice It took more than two hours, but today, Aridins ended Malfoy's training early.

"Is it time to rest?" Malfoy collapsed on the bed panting.

"It's over, that's all for today."

Malfoy's expression froze, and he suddenly got up from the bed, and Eridins saw his eyes fixed on the wall clock on the wall.

"Why did today end early?" Malfoy smiled a bit reluctantly, as if he was afraid that Eridins would leave here immediately, he jumped off the bed and walked towards Eridens quickly, and then walked away from her again There was a sudden stop at a distance of one step, and then, Malfoy said in a nonchalant voice: "Since we are not training, we can do something else. By the way, I have a book that you will definitely like. Why don't we..."

"I've got work to do next," Eridins wrote.

The smile on Malfoy's face was even weirder, only the corners of the mouth were pulled up, but there was no smile in the eyes at all.

"Must I go? May I know what it is?" he said.

Aritins thought of a more appropriate word: "Interpersonal communication."

Even the forced smile on the corner of Malfoy's mouth was faltering, "I see." He said, "Then we'll see you tomorrow."

Aridins said nothing, opened the door and left under Malfoy's silent gaze.

After she left the Slytherin cellar, she walked up the stairs from the hall on the first floor to the second floor of the castle, and then hid in the corner waiting for the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to open.

After waiting for almost an hour, the door of the office opened, and Harry Potter walked out from the inside. With his hands on the shoulder straps of his schoolbag, he rushed over quickly with his head buried, bumping headfirst into Eridins who had just walked out. body.

Aridins was knocked back a few steps by him, Potter looked at Aridens in surprise, and then came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to help her up, Aridins stood up by herself and did something to him. With a hissing gesture, he pointed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office in front, and then motioned for another place to speak.

They found an empty classroom, and then Potter asked suspiciously, "...Why are you here?"

Eridins looked at his hand: "Did she punish you for writing again?"

Potter immediately hid the hand behind his back, his light green eyes glowing in the darkness: "Are you here to see me?"

Aridins was noncommittal, but asked him to take out his hand again, and then Potter slowly stretched out his right hand from behind. His wound was still bleeding, and the old piece used to wrap his hand The front part of the scarf has turned dark red.

Aridins took off the old scarf and saw that the gash on the back of his hand was deeper than last time, as if it had been carved with a knife.

"She was very angry to see the wound on the back of my hand healed, and gave me another pen," Porter said uneasily.

"I'm sorry." Eridins looked up at him.

When Potter saw Eridins say this, he immediately became impatient, and his voice couldn't help becoming louder: "No! It has nothing to do with you, it's that old woman Umbridge—"

"She's so cruel." Eridins took the old scarf over, and Potter saw that the blood on it had disappeared, and he just reached out to take it, but Eridins directly covered the old scarf on the back of his hand, Then, layer by layer, he gently wrapped him up.

"You... you and Malfoy are forced to do so, right?" Potter stared blankly at Eridins, and said suddenly, "Did Lucius—or Voldemort, give you pressure or instructions?"

After bandaging him, Eridins put her hands down, "If one day I die, can you help me take care of my snake?"

"What are you talking about, you won't have that day!" Potter was in a hurry, and immediately denied it.

Eridins looked gloomy, looked down at the ground, with a trace of sadness on her face: "But, if that matter is revealed by the Order of the Phoenix..."

"Absolutely not!" Potter said immediately, "I know what you're worried about...Only Dumbledore and Sirius knew about it. Snape found out about it later. Dumbledore promised me that they wouldn't Will tell!"

Oh, it turned out that only these three people knew about it, so it was easy to handle.

"They don't trust me," Eredins wrote, "and I don't trust them either."

Sure enough, there was a hesitant look on Potter's face, which proved Eridins' conjecture to be correct, but immediately he said, "They...well, I think, they just need to think more..."

Seeing her bowing her head in silence, Potter thought she was still worried, and blurted out in a flash: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

"Really?" Eridins raised her head with a worried expression. "If you hear anything bad about me there, will you come and tell me right away?"

Potter hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "Okay."