[HP] The Last Demon King

Half an hour later, Eridins and Malfoy walked back to the castle along the tunnel made in the snow when they came here. Malfoy obviously wanted to ask Eridins why he could see thestrals, but he seemed a little hesitant. So the expression on his face was very tangled and exciting.

"I don't know why I can see thestrals," Eredins volunteered to tell him. "At least I don't think I've witnessed death directly."

After a pause, she added another sentence: "If the death of non-human creatures is not counted."

"Certainly not," said Malfoy, "otherwise more people would have seen it."

"By the way, I forgot the spell." Eridins suddenly took out her wand, she pointed the tip of the wand at the ground, and the ice and snow began to melt from under her feet, until a road was melted towards the gate of the castle.

Christmas is approaching, and the homework left by the professors after each class is skyrocketing. Even Eridins spends an hour on it every day, and the others are even more overwhelmed by homework.

One night, when she just put the book next to the pillow and was about to go to bed, there was a sudden bang in the dormitory, and a small figure appeared in the room.

Eridins glanced at the time on the wall, it was [-]:[-], early in the morning.

"Kreacher, why are you here?" Eridins sat up straight from the bed, looking at the elf with a disturbed face.

"It's like this, little miss. The young master told Kreacher to 'get out', and Kreacher listened to the young master and got out." It raised its eyes and looked at Eridins anxiously: "If the young lady is willing... Can Kreacher come here from time to time to serve the little lady? Just like serving Master Regulus?"

Eridins laughed. She lifted the quilt and got off the bed, and walked to the elf, "Of course, I hope you can treat this place as your other home."

With a flick of her wand, Aridins appeared next to the closet in a miniature room, fully two feet high, supported by a marble pillar, with silver-green wallpaper on the inside and outside walls, and The color of Aridins' bedroom is the same, the room is covered with snow-white cotton, and there is a small quilt.

"Can you sleep here?"

"Little Miss doesn't need to prepare a room for Kreacher at all!" The elf felt tears welling up in her eyes, and screamed, "Kreacher can rest anywhere! Kreacher is happy to work for Little Miss! Kreacher doesn't need to take a break to serve Miss! "

"I hope you have bed rest while you're here," Eredins wrote. "What happened to the old house?"

"Harry Potter and his bastard Mudblood friends suddenly came to my mistress' house, Kreacher was sleeping in the kitchen, in his own quarters - but these brutes showed up, sir Just tell Kreacher to get out, well, Kreacher is a house elf, so he obeyed his master and got out of the house." A malicious smile appeared on Kreacher's face.

"What is Potter doing at the old house?" Eridins' lips became a straight line, and her expression became serious.

"Harry Potter said he had a dream," said the elf with a sneer. "He saw a big snake bite the big scum—Arthur Weasley."

"What did you say?" Eridins' pupils narrowed instantly, then she lowered her head in thought for a while, then looked at Kreacher again: "Kreacher, can I ask you to do something?"

"Of course! Kreacher is willing to do anything for the little lady!" the elf straightened his chest and said loudly.

"Back to Black House right now, I need to know if Harry Potter's dream has come true," Eredins wrote.

Kreacher was stunned for a moment, and then immediately replied loudly: "Don't worry, Miss, Kreacher will do it!"

Kreacher went back, and Eridins didn't plan to go back to bed, she picked up the book from the pillow, sat on the bed and continued to read.

After about an hour, Kreacher came back, and as soon as he came back, he reported to Eridins loudly, "Kreacher is back! Miss. Harry Potter's dream came true! Arthur Weasley did Was attacked and is now in St. Mungo's." The elf also had disbelief on his face.

Eridins narrowed her eyes, couldn't restrain her emotions for a moment, stood up from the bed, and walked around twice.

"Are they still at the old house?" Eredines asked.

"Yes, they're still in the kitchen." Kreacher had a happy expression on his face. "Very worried—afraid—"

"That's good." Eridins wrote: "Can I ask you to go back and monitor Potter's situation for me? I know Sirius must have ordered you not to reveal the secrets of the Order of the Phoenix, but some of them are not classified, such as ha I want to know what Leigh Potter says about his dreams to other people."

"Kreacher obeys, Miss." The elf bowed deeply to her.

The next morning, although she was taking McGonagall's Transfiguration class, Aridins seemed absent-minded.

"What's the matter with you?" Malfoy couldn't help asking after she had been in a daze from the first class in the morning until lunch in the auditorium.

"Harry Potter got the scar on his forehead from being hit by the Dark Lord's Death Curse, right?" Eredins asked.

After seeing the name Harry Potter, a very ugly expression appeared on Malfoy's face for a moment, but then turned into indifference.

"That's right. It's been widely reported that the Dark Lord's Death Curse hit him and he survived, but the Dark Lord...so people called him 'The Boy Who Lived'," said Malfoy.

"Just before the Dark Lord hit him, the Dark Lord just killed his mother, didn't he?"

"Yes."

Eridins didn't ask any more, she was lost in thought while looking at the creme brulee in front of her, while Malfoy next to her looked down at her like this.

During the short break at noon, Malfoy suggested going for a walk outside, but Eridins refused him, thinking that Kreacher might come back to report to her.

Sure enough, not long after she returned to the dormitory, Kreacher appeared. As soon as he saw her, Kreacher couldn't wait to say: "Miss, Kreacher heard what Harry Potter said to the annoying young master!"

"Harry Potter said he was attached to a snake and saw that snake attack Weasley! He also said that in Dumbledore's office he felt like a snake and his scar hurt, he thought Attack Dumbledore!"

Eridins felt a terrible idea gradually forming in her mind.

"Kreacher." She knelt down in front of the elf, "Can I ask you something?"

"Miss, please speak!"

"When you were in the old house, I hope you can pay close attention to Potter's situation. I want to know," Eridins directly wrote out her guess: "Whether he can dream of the Dark Lord."

"Then come back to me and report to me, will you?" Eredines looked at the elf.

"Kreacher promises to complete the task." The elf respectfully lowered her head to the ground and made another deep bow.

Eridins touched its wrinkled head, "Thank you."

Kreacher seemed to have received some great honor, tears immediately filled his eyes.

"Kreacher will never let Missy down - even if it costs his life!"

The Christmas holiday is coming, Eridings and Malfoy returned to the station from school on the Hogwarts Express, Eridings saw Arthur as soon as he got out of the car, Malfoy's parents were standing far away beside him, Arthur and Mr. Malfoy looked unhappy, as if they were still arguing just now.

Seeing Aeri Tingsi, Arthur came over immediately: "Hey, Ai Rui, welcome back!"

Just a year ago, if Eridins had believed that Arthur would one day welcome her back with open arms, she would have believed that Malfoy and Potter had become good friends.

But in comparison, Malfoy was not so lucky. Mrs. Malfoy hugged her son affectionately, but Mr. Malfoy's face was not very good-looking.

Catching Eridence's gaze, Mr Malfoy walked towards her.

"Lucius, get away from her," Arthur said curtly to Mr. Malfoy, pulling Aridins behind him.

"I just wanted to say hello." Mr. Malfoy looked at Arthur coldly.

"No." Arthur sneered, "She doesn't need to have anything to do with the perfidious villain."

Mr. Malfoy ignored him, bowed slightly to Eridins, and then walked back to Mrs. Malfoy.

"Come on," Eridence heard him say to Mrs. Malfoy and Malfoy.

The Malfoy family walked out of the station, Malfoy walked between the two of them, turned his head to look at Eridins and smiled, Arthur snorted coldly, and said heavily: "Slick old ghost! Slick kid! Not a single good thing!"

He also brooded over Mr. Malfoy's unhesitating disclosure of the Selwyns to Voldemort in the cemetery last year.

"Let's go, this year's "Muggle Protection Act" has been strengthened again, we can only Apparate in a prescribed place." Arthur chattered: "Muggle, Muggle, why do we have to look at Muggle? Isn’t that what the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters exists for?”