hp Ouroboros

"Father..." Pansy murmured in disbelief.

The person who stepped out of the disappearing cabinet turned out to be Pansy's father!Not only Pansy herself didn't expect it, but Draco who stood beside her and almost completed the plan by himself was even more surprised.

"Mr. Parkinson, you're safe..." Draco tensed up, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Without waiting for Mr. Parkinson and the two juniors to explain the situation, there was a strange friction sound from the half-closed disappearing cabinet. Everyone heard it when the scene was extremely quiet because of the embarrassment of being at a loss. , that scalp-numbing rubbing sound seemed to be the sound of something rubbing against a wooden cabinet.

Hearing that voice, Mr. Parkinson's face froze. The calm smile on his face just after he stepped out of the disappearing cabinet turned into a stiff smirk. There was a little nervousness in his dark eyes, which were exactly the same as Pansy's, but he was soon caught by him again. pressed down.Although it was only a slight change in expression, it did not escape the eyes of Pan Xi, who had been staring at his father.

What is coming? !Can make father so nervous... Pansy frowned, turned to the disappearing cabinet, and then she heard...

"Hiss—" With the sound, a long and slender tongue with a forked front protruded from the half-open door of the disappearing cabinet, swung a few times in the air, and then retracted into the dark space inside the cabinet. .

Nagini! ! ——This really made Draco and Pansy turn pale with fright.They still remember that during the disgusting and painful branding ceremony, the giant snake of the Dark Lord was coiled on his high-back chair, and the icy eyes of the snake were still fixed when they fell to the ground and howled in pain. It gazed at them with the same emotionlessness as its owner.

On the other side, hiding behind a hill of abandoned desks and chairs not far from the disappearing cabinet, Sylvia and Camille looked at each other in surprise after hearing Pansy's dry voice.

Sylvia's face was not very good-looking, but she seemed to be secretly relieved - no matter who came, it was much less stressful than Voldemort coming in person... Besides, they are not without Plan B.

But at the same time when Sylvia silently made a '2' gesture to Camille, Camille's face suddenly changed, and he took a step forward, stretching out his hand and hugging Sylvia tightly.When Sylvia regained her senses in Camille's arms, she realized that Camille had transformed into a half-wolf shape, and her whole body suddenly became taller, and her arms around her broke the school uniform The white shirt turned into a furry wolf-like paw with sharp claws.

Lifting her head from Camille's arms, Sylvia looked suspiciously at Camille who was suddenly facing an enemy.No need to explain, just the next moment in the blink of an eye, Sylvia heard that "hiss—" that was enough to make most people's hair stand on end

It seems that although Pansy's father was accidentally sent to carry out this "honorable" mission, Voldemort actually didn't trust him, and sent the big snake Nagini who was always with him to follow Mr. Parkinson, presumably This big snake, which is said to be too intelligent, has long been given the order to bite Mr. Parkinson to death if anything goes wrong.

Now it's really troublesome...

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"Okay, you all know what I'm here for, so...what about things?" Mr. Parkinson said to the two juniors in front of him, deliberately not to look at the big snake, but when Nagini walked along his When the legs circled and climbed up to his shoulders, he couldn't help but pause.The head of the snake spewing out the snake letter was not far from his neck. It only needed a quick bite, and the violent snake venom could kill him in a few seconds.The heavy and cold feeling on his shoulders was like a heavy lead falling into his stomach, making him sick for a while.

Draco took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "Here, Mr. Parkinson...we just found it the day before yesterday." He winked at Pansy and led the way.

Pansy, who was walking at the end, confirmed that when her father followed Draco around the corner and couldn't see her, she looked up at the hidden small mirror stuck on the top of the hill of desks and chairs. It happened that from the mirror, she saw West Sylvia's icy blue eyes were also looking at her, and Sylvia nodded to her, and Pansy had no choice but to suppress the panic in her heart, and turned her head to follow quickly.

She didn't know what to do. Although in plan B, Draco had told her that the person who might come was probably not the Dark Lord, but they originally expected that Mr. Malfoy might come.Although Draco hadn't seen or written with Mr. Malfoy for a while, he was confident that his dad would understand their plan.

At that time, seeing Draco's confident smile, although he was almost under house arrest because of the Dark Lord's plan and his family, Pansy envied him very much, and the relationship between Draco and his father was something she never had. Dare to hope.Although her father doted on her, he never really cared about what she wanted, and his eyes were full of wanting to bring the Parkinson family to glory.

But he is her father after all... Pansy stood aside, watching Draco show his father the crown that was placed on a statue-it was of course fake, the real one had long been taken away by Sylvia Senior sister and the others took it away.

"I heard that it was a crown that was placed on the statue, but we only found this." Draco said seemingly sincerely, "There is powerful black magic on it, and we dare not touch it."

Although the Parkinson family is a pure-blood family of the Slytherin line, not every pure-blood family is familiar with black magic, especially Mr. Parkinson, who has taken over the business of the Parkinson family since he graduated, except for the Death Eaters. Except for the unforgivable curses that we have always used, it is not known when he used black magic last time.

Faintly feeling the ominous power on the crown in front of him, Mr. Parkinson thought that this was what the Dark Lord was looking for, he exhaled vaguely, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

After trying a few spells and seeing the diadem unscathed, Mr Parkinson finally smiled.That's right!This is not only what the Dark Lord is looking for, it is also the rising treasure of the Parkinson family!He could even imagine the Dark Lord's admiration for him and his contempt for Lucius Malfoy after he handed this thing over to the Dark Lord—such a young patriarch really couldn't do one thing well!He actually lost what the Dark Lord had entrusted to him!Heh, the wife's sister is even a secret undercover agent!

After adding several layers of protection to the crown, Mr. Parkinson put on dragon leather gloves, and then carefully took off the crown from the statue.

After the matter was done, Mr. Parkinson couldn't wait to turn around and planned to go back the same way. He didn't even look at it, and rudely pushed Draco out of the way.The Parkinson family is about to become the most powerful family around the Dark Lord!He no longer had to speak in a low voice to Lucius, who was more than one round younger than him!

Mr. Parkinson, immersed in his self-satisfied inner world, stopped suddenly and raised his head until the big snake coiled around his shoulder hissed in warning.There are two people standing in front... no, it should be a girl and a werewolf standing on two legs.

"You!" At this moment, even though Mr. Parkinson had no talent for playing tricks, he understood that he was being calculated.

Mr. Parkinson drew out his wand, without the "noble etiquette" advocated by Slytherin, cast a curse at Sylvia standing in front of him, and roared, "Pansy!!"

But Mr. Parkinson yelled at his daughter angrily at the beginning, and then he had no extra time to turn around and teach the disobedient daughter.

Blocking a red light, Mr. Parkinson took a step back unconsciously. In just a few seconds, he had already blocked several spells from the famous Slytherin Patriarch, no matter in terms of speed or the strength contained in the spells. , the power that that seemingly delicate and beautiful girl possessed frightened him.

During the time when Patriarch Parkinson was fighting with Sylvia, they didn't have the energy to pay attention to the big snake Naji who had crawled off Mr. Parkinson's shoulders when Sylvia fended off Mr. Parkinson's first spell. Ni.

"Bones to pieces!" Sylvia chanted, throwing out the spell and blasting away the metal statue between her and Mr. Parkinson. The poor bronze statue whose upper body was blown off by Sylvia, hiding Mr. Parkinson behind the bronze statue was fairly quick in his hands and feet, but he was still hit on his left shoulder. He staggered, and the balance of casting was broken.

Seeing that Sylvia was about to apply a stun spell, with a "hiss!", Nagini burst out from the dark corner behind Sylvia at an extremely fast speed. The fangs were about to penetrate Sylvia's vest.

"Aww!!" Camille also yelled, and used her sharp wolf claws to scrape Nagini's body with her backhand.She hadn't participated in the fight between Sylvia and Mr. Parkinson since just now, and she was concentrating on following the trail of this sinister snake with her wolf-like ears and nose, and now it finally sprang out!

"呵——" Camille's claws grabbed Nagini's snake scales and actually drew a spark. Nagini was hit by this, flew upside down and fell to the ground, but in the blink of an eye, it stood up halfway again. body, and hissed a warning at Camille.

Unscathed? !Not only Camille was stunned, but even Sylvia, who was on the sidelines to warn Mr. Parkinson, was also stunned when she saw this scene from the corner of her eye.Even if Camille has not turned into a wolf, her strength is enough to tear a big snake in half, not to mention that she is now a half-wolf, and has inspired all the strength in her body. An ordinary big snake is in her claws The next morning should be cut into segments.

"Cutting heart..." Mr. Parkinson saw that his opponent was distracted, regardless of the pain in his shoulder, and planned to use the Unforgivable Curse on Sylvia to make the girl suffer.

In the blink of an eye, Sylvia and Camille glanced at each other. There was no unnecessary discussion, but they had a good understanding. Camille stretched out his hand to give Sylvia a hand, and the two of them were in harmony between Mr. Parkinson's short incantations. So the position is reversed.

The Unforgivable Curse hit Camille's chest directly, she wrinkled her wolf nose, and snorted forcefully, the sudden constriction of pain in her heart due to the Cruciatus Curse was suppressed by her werewolf magic resistance.

Seeing that the Cruciatus Curse with all his strength was useless, Mr. Parkinson was stunned. As a Slytherin noble family, how would he know how to deal with a werewolf? !Does the Cruciatus Curse not work on werewolves? !

On the other side, Sylvia who was facing Nagini cautiously threw a few common lethal spells on it, but apart from enraging the big snake even more, it seemed that it didn't even fall off a single scale.

The duel scene was a bit stalemate. Whether it was Mr. Parkinson and Nagini or Sylvia and Camille back to back, everyone was thinking about how to change the situation with one blow.

Sylvia sighed softly, "It seems that it is as expected, Nagini is also a Horcrux..."

"Can a living body be a Horcrux?" Although Camille, who had turned into a werewolf, could still speak, his tone was extremely low and hoarse.

"That's Potter." Sylvia said very briefly, and Camille noticed that her voice sounded like she was holding her breath, muffled, and then thought of one of the few ways to destroy the Horcrux— —Devil Flame.

That is a dangerous black magic... "Hey, be careful." Camille reminded seemingly without thinking.

Leaning behind the tall Camille, Sylvia smiled: "Who do you think I am~" Mobilizing the huge magic power in her body, the yew wood wand was raised, and the tip of the wand was faintly dyed purple It was black, and the original tiny cracks on the wand cracked more violently with the small crackling sound. Sylvia touched the body of the wand with the fingertips holding the wand, her eyes showing distress, "It's a pity for my wand."

As the last word fell, Sylvia quickly waved towards Nagini, and the white wood-grained wand suddenly exploded into pieces, and a raging purple-black flame instantly swallowed the wood chips, and moved towards Nagini. Rush away.

The biological instinct made Nagini want to turn around and escape from the dangerous flames, but the speed of the snake could not be faster than the speeding fire snake, and the purple-black magic fire covered Nagini's figure like a tsunami in the blink of an eye .

"No!!!" Mr. Parkinson yelled sadly, and regardless of the fact that there was an adult werewolf Camille in front of him, he wanted to rush towards the devil's fire, but he was caught by the oncoming Camille within two steps. He was punched in the stomach and fell to the ground in pain, retching non-stop.

After confirming that the devil fire had devoured the big snake, Sylvia struggled to control the devil fire, her fair face turned red, her wand was ruined, and it is not easy to control this kind of black magic without a wand.

After meaninglessly burning a large amount of sundries around, Sylvia managed to get the purple-black fire snake back into her hand, and the devil's fire shrank into Sylvia's slender palm where she couldn't see any strength. During the process, she clasped her palms together vigorously, and as a little white smoke came out from between her clasped palms, Sylvia finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she fell back exhausted, and the person who had been waiting beside her for a long time Camille stepped forward to catch her.

Draco and Pansy, who had been hiding not far away since the start of the war, slowly came out from behind the bunker, and couldn't help but gasp when they saw the scene in front of them—Sylvia and Camille were kneeling on the ground to rest, they In front of him, a long strip of burned empty space was particularly dazzling in the surrounding room still full of sundries.