[HP] Born Noble

Chapter 92 Hall of Prophecy

Slytherin Code of Conduct 75: Learn to look at the problem from the standpoint of the other party, and deal with it carefully What should come finally came.

Early the next morning, groups of owls flew to the hall of the Hogwarts auditorium and brought today's "Daily Prophet", the headline on the front page - the first generation of Dark Lord, defeated by Dumbledore and died for life The German Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald, who was imprisoned in Nurmengard, successfully escaped from prison at around midnight on the same day, and his whereabouts are currently unknown.

The Ministry of Magic reminds all people to pay attention to travel safety.

The warning from the Ministry of Magic is very interesting. They imply that although Grindelwald is a dark wizard in Germany and is far away from Britain, everyone knows that Dumbledore defeated him, so they are worried that the Dark Lord will find Britain and Deng after he escapes from prison. It's not good to settle accounts, and it's not unfounded to worry about it...

When Draco saw the news, he looked up at the teacher's long table, and it turned out that Principal Dumbledore was not there.The Dark Lord is really not easy. In order to distract Dumbledore, he actually made an idea on Grindelwald - Draco read the news in the newspaper, but suddenly felt a lingering strange feeling in his heart.

Thanks to Rita Skeeter, the queen of gossip in her previous life, Draco knew that Dumbledore and Grindelwald had an unexplainable relationship when they were young, so that they were never married in their entire lives——Dark Lord Know about their past entanglements?Did the Dark Lord use this relationship to distract Dumbledore because he knew about their relationship; or, did he know nothing at all, and everything was just a simple way to divert the tiger away from the mountain?

but……

Draco thought for a long time, and after clearing his mind, he finally found the origin of the strange feeling in his heart—Grindelwald, the first person who suddenly captured Dumbledore in the heyday of his power, and mysteriously drew himself into a prison. A generation of Dark Lords, would it really be so simple to let Voldemort successfully kidnap and escape, and then let Dumbledore be transferred from the mountain?

Draco held the newspaper thoughtfully.

Harry didn't know the old relationship between the headmaster and the German Dark Lord. He only knew that Grindelwald was a powerful dark wizard captured by Professor Dumbledore in the early years through collecting the celebrity cards on the chocolate frog. He also looked at the teacher. Seats, seeing that Principal Dumbledore's seat was empty - no surprise, when such a big event happened, Professor Dumbledore had the right and obligation to go to Germany to learn about the whole story, no matter for Britain or Germany.

But at the same time, Harry knew well that Principal Dumbledore had to leave England for an irresistible reason, that is to say, this was the signal for Voldemort to start attacking.

Compared with other grades entering the stage of intense final exams, Draco and the others who have passed OWLs and NEWTs are all light, so Draco proposed to have a picnic by the lake together, which was unanimously approved by a small circle of friends, except for Slater Lin's Goyle, Crabbe, Hermione, and Weasley were also invited... Several small animals who were so relaxed that people couldn't help but itch their teeth gathered under the tree beside the Black Lake The meadow is so lively that people and gods are all angry.

However, when the sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, Harry was suddenly struck by an unexplained drowsiness, and fell asleep on Draco's lap.

'In the dream' Harry walked that mysterious corridor again, passed through the black door, and arrived at the circular room full of doors, and then, Harry found himself walking towards one of the doors without hesitation, The moment he held the doorknob, he felt—familiar.

Then, he entered a room full of clocks. In this completely strange place, Harry in the dream seemed to be clear about his purpose. He walked to the end of the room without turning his eyes. There was a small door—— Behind the door—he came to a place as wide as a church, full of tall shelves, and the shelves were full of dirty, little glass balls that hadn't been touched in hundreds of years—prophecy balls, Harry I understand in my heart.

He walks in, walks up to the 97th shelf, turns left, walks straight...

But this time, he was no longer alone here. At the end of the row of alleys, there was someone curled up there, as if injured, groaning in pain, and it was a very familiar voice to Harry.

"[Crucio—]" Harry felt that he was one with Voldemort again, 'he' held a bone-like wand, and cruelly tortured the people at his feet.

The people on the ground almost jumped up in pain, and groaned in pain. At the same time, an explosion-like voice struggled and roared, "Stop! You disgusting devil, let him go! You have the ability to kill me... "

Harry turned his head away, and suddenly he couldn't feel his own breathing. The man kneeling next to him had thick black hair, a handsome face full of hatred and pain, blood stains on his body, but he still had a resolute and unyielding expression. —It's Sirius!

Then... Harry looked at the man on the ground who was curled up and moaning in pain, with brown hair, golden brown eyes, and always gentle and indifferent Remus, the moaning sound seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

"I will," Voldemort spat out elegantly cruel words, "but first you have to get it for me... Black... we have a few more hours, you can try to enjoy this werewolf with me struggle..."

"Don't even think about it!" Remus raised his head tremblingly, and spat out a firm refusal, although his voice was very weak, but clear and gentle, "Sirius, don't compromise..."

“[Cruciatus—]”

"No—" Harry screamed and struggled to wake up, Remus's scream of pain was still clearly in his mind, he began to gasp heavily, the afternoon sun was still mild and peaceful, but Harry was having nightmares His appearance startled the others, and they all surrounded him worriedly.

"Harry, is it a nightmare?" Only Draco touched his forehead, his blue-gray eyes looked straight at Harry, alert and faintly awe-inspiring.

"It's Sirius and Remus—" Harry's face was pale, as if he hadn't fully recovered from the dream, he subconsciously fumbled for the double-way mirror in his pocket, but suddenly stopped when his hands touched the robe, Then his expression began to become strange—the worry seemed to be relieved, and maybe a little uneasy, and when Harry looked up to face Draco again, his expression had become calm and determined, "It has already begun!"

Draco understood, he didn't know what Harry dreamed about, but the important thing is that from the perspective of time, such an inference is obviously credible, Draco folded a paper crane solemnly and cast it A powerful spell, let it fly, and then took out a row of test tubes, asking for a few hairs from everyone present.

The little snake, the little eagle, and the little lion felt that the situation was serious during this series of actions, but unfortunately, before they had time to pry open the mouth of the platinum viper, Professor McGonagall arrived when he got the news, and the serious vice-principal said nothing. Strongly ordered them to enter the castle together, and then the little animals were taken directly to the principal's office by Professor McGonagall through the secret passage of the school and placed under house arrest, while Draco and Harry took their wands and combat equipment and went straight to the Snake King's cellar , on the way, Harry described the dream to Draco.

Indeed, it cannot be denied that when Harry first saw the miserable appearance of Sirius and Remus, his thoughts collapsed and his mind was in a state of confusion. However, after waking up suddenly, something suddenly poured a ladle of calm water on Harry's anxious heart , five years of Slytherin admonishment, enough for a frizzy lion cub to learn to think calmly, Harry immediately sensed that something was wrong, "Draco, remember that Gagson in seventh grade?"

How could Draco ignore this man?

The Gargson family are all die-hard Death Eaters, and his father is one of the chief criminals who escaped from Azkaban this time. feet, kiss his shoes!This semester, he has been delusional about developing power for the Dark Lord in school, and Draco has taken great pains to guard against this.Besides these, what made Draco's face even more ugly was that at lunch time the day before yesterday, Gagson suddenly attacked Harry out of control. , but it was a blatant provocation after all, Draco was very embarrassing!

Harry continued, "I just figured out his provocation for no reason that day, Draco, his target was my schoolbag! Remember, the books and stationery inside were smashed by the spell, especially, The double-sided mirror that Sirius and I often used to chat was also broken!"

Draco understood it all at once.

Harry has a pair of double-sided mirrors, which he often uses to chat with the Blackfives. This has never been a secret in Slytherin. Double-sided mirrors are a rare commodity, even if they are not hard to come by. found substitutes.Destroying it would mean cutting off Harry's connection with Sirius. If something happened to Sirius and the others, how would Harry react?

Harry is an orphan, and the person he cares about the most in this life is probably the Black couple who gave him a complete family and the love that is closest to father and mother, so the Dark Lord used Sirius and Remus to lure him Harry had the highest chance of getting hooked, and no one made Harry care more than them!

Draco personally doesn't believe that the Dark Lord will really catch Blackoff. As a 'former Death Eater' Draco is quite precise about the strength of both sides. Now there are not many famous people around the Dark Lord .To be able to compete with Mrs. Black would at least be at the level of his aunt and uncle, but the outcome is only a matter of fifty or five. The prudent Dark Lord will never do stupid things that are not sure and startle the snake.

Since the Dark Lord's goal is only to trick a silly 15-year-old wizard into helping him get the prophecy ball, why would he really take the risk of kidnapping the Blackfives to provoke a good ex-Auror and a powerful werewolf?He didn't really need to hurt Blackfuff, he just needed to make Harry [believe] that he was torturing them, and that was enough of a bait!This was Draco's conjecture based on his experience in two lifetimes and his calm and careful analysis as an adult, but he was surprised that Harry, a frizzy lion cub who would blow his fur at the first poke, could be thoughtful enough to see through this situation.

"It's Voldemort thinking he's smart!" Harry wrinkled his nose. "Remus used to call Sirius 'Padfoot'!"

Then, around dinnertime, I saw a few little snakes, eaglets and lions running out of the castle in the "afternoon black lake picnic" that everyone envied during the day, and a Hufflepuff who passed by inadvertently After returning, he swore to the people around him that he heard Prince Slytherin say, "It's best to take the knight bus to the Ministry of Magic!" ] Standing in the plain red telephone booth at the Ministry of Magic visitor entrance, Harry paused and took a deep breath.At least two or three hours have passed since that false dream, and during this time, Harry has received almost uninterrupted images from Voldemort's mind intrusion - he is still torturing Sirius and Remus, accompanied by the His constant headache of 'anger contagion' - I have to say, Voldemort is really cautious, if Sirius and Remus were not by Harry's side at this moment, no matter how sure he was, he would eventually be unable to bear to believe this Hallucinatory.

Even if Harry could sensibly shut his emotions away from intrusion, and could tell himself repeatedly that those tormenting scenes were fake, the way Remus struggled in pain stimulated his emotions all the time, those cruel punishments and Sirius The blood at the corner of his mouth was enough to make Harry lose all his composure.

"Don't be afraid!" 'Hermione' put a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"I'm not afraid, it's just that Voldemort is—cruel!" It should be 'powerful', but Harry changed his words at the last moment. He couldn't put more psychological shadow on everyone on such an occasion. With determination, "Remus, you don't know what cruel things he did to you!"

'Hermione' froze for a moment, then understood Harry's meaning, but smiled at him, "Then I can only say that he is quite imaginative."

'Goyle' and 'Crabbe' couldn't hide their smiles under such a tense atmosphere, which made the suppressed emotions a lot easier, while the expressions of the 'Weasley Twins' were distorted.Then a group of people squeezed into the phone booth together—fortunately, they were all minors in size—but the small space still made a pampered person couldn't help cursing.

The golden hall of the Ministry of Magic was very quiet, the security checkpoint at the entrance was empty, and there was no one on duty—this was absolutely abnormal, but this group of people did not look sideways. As a group of 'underage wizards', some people Even going straight to the elevator with too much familiarity, Draco couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw this, forget it, enough of the lies of both sides have been exposed!

Straight down to the ninth floor, familiar corridors, familiar black doors, and even familiar circular rooms.Except for a little time wasted in finding the correct way out from the twelve doors in the circular room, the rest of the journey was flat, and they soon arrived at the large and spacious prophecy hall like a church.

The moment Draco and Harry stepped into the hall of prophecy, the other partners around them seemed to disappear into the air in an instant, and the only sound in the whole hall was the two of their footsteps walking between the tall shelves with faint blue light.

"It's row 97!"

第54……81……92……95，96，97——左转。

A deep alleyway, empty, with no Sirius, Remus or Dark Lord at all - of course!

Harry wasn't looking for them in the first place.

"Draco, look here!" Harry, who was walking, suddenly stopped, and pointed to a dirty glass ball the size of a child's fist on the shelf next to him for Draco to see.

The label on the shelf reads——

[SPTtoA.PWBD

The Dark Lord and Harry Potter]

Draco stared at the label on it and understood what it meant: Sybill Trelawney prophesied Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, content relation The Dark Lord and Harry Potter.

Draco took a deep breath, and secretly held the wand under his sleeve - as soon as Harry picked up the prophecy ball, it meant that the war began.

Harry's right hand also tightly held the Invisibility Wand on his wrist, predicting the ball, even if it was destroyed, he would not let Voldemort get it!

Harry smiled at Draco...

Then he picked it up!

Then, in the quiet Hall of Prophecy, a shrill female voice sounded from behind them on the right, "Very good, Potter, give it to me now!"

Bellatrix, Draco's real aunt, Sirius' real cousin, was the culprit behind driving 'The Crucible Killer' his parents.

Harry turned around slowly, and looked at the hand stretched out in front of him. The owner of the hand could vaguely see a six-point resemblance to Narcissa's mother, but the temperament was far from it. Harry frowned in disgust, "If I Say no!"

"Oh? By you? And... my dear Platinum Dragon?"

"Aunt Bella, Uncle Rudolphs!" Draco even greeted lazily, as if he was welcoming distinguished guests for his own birthday party, rather than a dozen Death Eaters around him pointing their wands at him.

Bella burst into a shrill, nervous laugh. After laughing enough, she seemed to have regained her old dignity and elegance, "Okay, Draco, let's make everything easier! I miss your parents What did you teach you about time management?"

Draco smiled, "Of course, Aunt Bella!" He slowly raised his wand, arousing the first-level vigilance of the Death Eaters around him. He had to admit that although Draco was only 15 years old, he was a Malfoy after all, But to the surprise of all the Death Eaters, when Draco raised his wand all the way, it ended up touching the back of Harry's head.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Draco poked Harry's head lightly with his wand, and said in a slow, obviously aristocratic tone, "Hold up your hand holding the Prophecy Ball and let me see it, Scarhead! "

The corner of Bella's mouth twisted into a joyful but restrained smile, while Harry held the prophecy ball tightly in his arms, unable to hide his shock at this scene, his expression obviously mixed hesitation, resentment, disbelief, and finally Unwilling to compromise under the situation, after a long while, Harry slowly raised his left hand, still firmly grasping the crystal-clear prophecy ball in his palm. He was forced to compromise, but he was obviously unwilling!

During this process, Draco did not hesitate to poke Harry's temple with increasing force with his wand several times, threatening and urging him.

Bella now had a distinct smile on her face.

Harry's hand holding the prophecy ball was completely forced to lift up, exposing the prophecy ball to everyone's sight, and then Draco raised his hand to signal others not to come over. Obviously, he wanted to do it himself to win the credit.

Bellatrix, of course, chose to support her nephew at this time, "Very well, Draco. You are right to bring it here, and the Dark Lord will rely on the Malfoy family again for your allegiance and merit, so that That idiot Lucius will reap the consequences!"

Platinum Viper showed a smug and conceited smile at Aunt Bella's praise and approval, and said in a slow and arrogant tone, "Yes, that's it—Potter!"

When the last blasting syllable came out of Draco's mouth, two silent spells hit the prophecy ball almost simultaneously, one was an unknown dark blue light suddenly shot from Harry's empty wrist, The other was the blinding white light of Draco's hawthorn wand.

The white light directly hit the smooth and clear crystal curved surface of the prophecy ball, and was reflected in all directions to the maximum extent. At the same time, Harry's blue light ensured that the reflected dazzling light was instantly multiplied—like a powerful beam of energy. The sharp lightning made the originally gloomy prophecy ball hall bright as day at the same moment.

At this moment, those Death Eaters whose eyes have adapted to the darkness due to lurking here for a long time, those Death Eaters who have been staring at the prophecy ball and dare not blink, all subconsciously under the stimulation of the strong light. They closed their eyes, but even so, the 'Fairy Light' that Draco could fully display was enough to stimulate them to temporarily blind.

When the strong light passed, those "minor wizards" who had disappeared for a while suddenly appeared behind these Death Eaters. A few Death Eaters bulldozed the past like wheat after autumn.

The whole process is clean, neat and easy!

"Great job!" After cleaning the battlefield, 'Fred' praised George with a flamboyant expression on his arm, "Malfoy is well-deserved, an excellent heir that Malfoy's ancestors can be proud of!"

'George' twisted his mouth and put on a classic horror face that could frighten all Hogwarts animals, and strode away away from 'Fred'.

Draco's stomach was twitching - he hated Polyjuice Potion!