The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

A notice was posted in the school common room last week that all but Slytherin students were to write a review

And as the commander-in-chief of the Quidditch pitch battle --- Cyrus, he was only locked up by the two deans.

Everyone only thought that Cyrus was worthy of being a warrior, and he could stand the greasy old bat.

On the contrary, this time Malfoy became the greatest joy

Announcing Cyrus twice to teach confinement?Points deducted?Malfoy was upset, for such a big matter, he almost lost his nose, and ended up with two confinement plus fifty points?

Not to mention that the precious photos of him being beaten were all framed on the wall by Gryffindor,

Now he only has ordinary magic products in his hands, and the few remaining alchemy gadgets were all returned to Lucius by Professor Snape

Unconvinced, Draco wanted to find the dean to express his injustice, but...seeing the cold eyes of the other party like a poisonous snake, he ran away immediately

Draco has never seen his headmaster show such a look, even if he and Potter get into trouble together, Professor Snape will favor him

After recovering from his injuries, he was lying in the lounge, looking bored at the fish swimming by at the bottom of the black lake, still holding the envelope in his hand

It was a letter from his mother, telling him: don't get into trouble just yet; we are barbara nobles, don't keep messing with a bunch of mudbloods...

He threw the letter on the ground forcefully. He knew that he would not be able to beat them for at least the first half of the semester.

"Draco~ we will win...this is the majesty of pure blood"

Like Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, who was instilled in the supremacy of pure blood since childhood, held the boy's arm and encouraged him

It's a pity that Draco turned his head, propped his face with his hands, and looked at the green lake water and the darkness in the depths outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and didn't pay attention to Pansy.

He was thinking about those two sentences from Cyrus

A question and a... answer?

Draco instinctively thought that the other party didn't just say to make his face bleed, he even guessed a more daring idea, an idea that made his heart jump

Crazy... How is it possible... Draco laughed mockingly, and he didn't know whether he was mocking Cyrus or his own thoughts

No, no... Pure blood is the strongest in the wizarding world, he remembered the teaching of his father Lucius

"You can't be negative, it will destroy the confidence of the Black Snake Club..." Pansy shook his arm

"I know, of course pure blood cannot be provoked..." He muttered impatiently

Just thinking about the outstanding talents of the two people, he thought that he had no chance of winning. The successive failures made him understand that it was not just two people who were fighting against each other.

What he needs to fight is a whole three colleges...

So Draco Malfoy closed his eyes.

On the other side, Lucius in Malfoy Manor, the latest incident made him a little bit battered. Just now, Arthur Weasley led people to search the manor and left

He wiped the sweat from his brow and sorted out the documents on the desk

Fortunately, he sent that diary away before, and now Lucius can only think about how he should find a way out if that person comes back to life

"How did Arthur know about those black magic items?"

An arrogant, slender, blond woman sits next to Lucius with a worried face

"Narcissa, I got Draco a black magic alchemy self-defense before, I didn't expect him to do such a big thing... Maybe someone spread the word."

Lucius held her hand and squeezed it lightly to show her not to worry,

"I've told Draco not to trouble those Muggle wizards recently..." As a mother, Narcissa also heard about the people Draco said

She also came from aristocratic background, but she still doesn't think it's wrong, but she is a little distressed about Dra's inferior technology. Narcissa is considering whether to ask Severus to train him

"Well...we're getting ready..."

"That person is back?"

"Perhaps... Dobby! Destroy all of these!" Lucius frowned and shouted. These are all letters that he hid, and they can't be kept now.

As soon as the words fell, an elf that looked like the head of a bat that had lost its fur appeared out of nowhere, with green eyes protruding outward, and wearing yellowish clothes

Narcissa leaned against her husband in disgust, bending her legs to the other side

The elf named Dobby tremblingly moved those documents away and burned them.

During the summer vacation last semester, when Professor Snape, who was bound to the Malfoy family, was a guest, the other party told him what happened,

But Lucius, who had no choice, could only take the opportunity to send the diary out.

If Voldemort is not resurrected, he has one less handle; if Voldemort is resurrected, he still has credit; if Voldemort's resurrection fails, he says he didn't know

In short, Lucius must ensure that the Malfoy family can always stand in the wizarding world.

After the man supervised Dobby's burning, he told him to fuck off

"Go away! Go and make dinner"

He kicked Dobby down, the ugly elf slid on the slippery ground for a certain distance before getting up tremblingly, kowtowing several times to Lucius

"Dobby is a bad elf..." he murmured while knocking, making Narcissa on the side a little impatient

"Please emphasize Draco again, let him try not to provoke those two people this semester." He sighed, and took the fruit handed by his wife

"What about those... Muggle wizards?" Narcissa frowned, adding a few more wrinkles to her forehead.

The long-standing aristocratic etiquette still suppressed her sympathy for her son, and she was unable to say those three words.

"You don't understand, I've seen them... They have certain characteristics, no matter what, they will not be incompetent people." He paused, "At least they will not become unknown people."

Lucius still didn't say the answer that made him palpitate, because he was one of the few people who knew the secret, but he knew that that person was also an impure blood

And the pure bloodism it praises is just a product of their brainwashing...

From another perspective, it is a weapon used by pure blood to occupy the magic world, but it only occasionally backfires on its master.

Narcissa glanced at the manor that was gradually exuding the aristocratic radiance, and couldn't help but close her eyes to rest. She had lost too much, and her own family had already dimmed, leaving only the Malfoy family

The woman walked to the window sill and looked at the messy yard ahead without time to take care of it, feeling emotional

She is different from Lucius. As a mother, Narcissa still puts her family first. She turned her head to look at her husband like a gambler, and shook her head

Or write a letter asking Severus to help me a little bit more.

Cyrus, the murderer who gave Malfoy a headache, sneaked out of the school to discuss the plan with Smaug

In Hermione's eyes, this behavior is a cat's 'tryst' with others behind its owner's back, but she must not know that Cyrus hid in the Room of Requirement and did not leave the school until curfew

He, who didn't know the secret way, of course jumped from the eighth floor.

"Hold on...let me be on top...ss...Smaug, you're on my ass...relax...you get down first"

Cyrus is trying to train Smaug to fly, but unfortunately this stupid dragon thinks he is sneaking out to play with him, the whole process is not smooth at all

It was a long time before Cyrus climbed up the jet ridge of its spine,

Looking at the silly dragon playing with him below him, Cyrus realized that he really seems to have been raised crookedly...

"Fly to that tree and stop..." He patted Smaug and pointed to a giant tree beside him

Hmm...how about adding Stitch?Cyrus is a little listless these days watching it, maybe the days without TV are too boring for him

The two claws of the Ridgeback pressed down on the tree trunk, and the other two front claws were stabilized before grasping the same position as the rear claws.

Cyrus firmly grasped the two raised scales beside him to prevent himself from falling, and he continued to command: "Fly, just don't fly too high..."

The fire dragon that is free to play, soars its wings, and when its figure flies over the forbidden forest, the wind pressure makes the branches sway uncontrollably

Long Wei made the creatures in the Forbidden Forest hide everywhere, and all the eight-eyed spiders retreated into the cave.

Looking at the miraculously effective Smaug after three days of training, he regretted that it could not fly higher, otherwise it would hit the barrier set by Professor Dumbledore

At last they stopped on a boulder on a hill in the center of the Forbidden Forest, and Cyrus slid down its tail and sat beside Smaug.

"I know, I know, you are the most powerful." He tried his best to hold the stretched out dragon's head, and put his forehead on it

The happy Smaug couldn't help whimpering, and licked Cyrus with his wet and hot tongue, the transparent and sticky saliva made the corner of the boy's mouth twitch

Not the best now...

He bent his right knee, put his arm on it, and looked at the lower Forbidden Forest with emotion,

Now it is short of mirror space.