HP: Slytherin disguise

Lupine grabbed Draco's slender neck with his hands.

His expression was filled with resentment.

"I don't know what method you used to make the entire British Ministry of Magic your territory!"

"but!"

"Don't try to get away with it!"

"We must pay a corresponding price for killing Sirius!!!"

No wonder Lupine was so excited.

Because even compared to Harry, Sirius and he have a brotherhood that transcends blood...

His long hair was scattered all over the floor, and his white neck was pinched with dazzling red marks. However, the young man only turned his head and looked at his right hand, the empty index finger...

There were traces of a ring there.

has disappeared.

It was like the feeling of peace of mind disappeared and turned into uneasiness.

Empty…

"court death!"

A cold voice sounded.

The wands held by the surrounding Aurors moved down instantly.

Just when they are about to bloom.

Green light.

The sound of hurried footsteps came.

Accompanying.

And Gonzalez, the serious voice.

"This is the Ministry of Magic!"

"no matter who."

"Don't even make a move!"

Put down the hand that you had quietly raised just now.

Dumbledore raised his head and looked at the entrance with the others.

Even Lupine raised his head.

Under everyone's gaze.

Gonzalez walked in with a cold face and a group of senior executives of the International Federation of Wizards wearing black suits and hooded cloaks.

The faces of these senior executives were uniformly cold.

The feeling of oppression is very strong.

"Who are these people..."

Harry felt inexplicably flustered, as if he was a criminal.

It had given him this feeling before.

Only Moody's.

But it was only a slight feeling of oppression.

Who are these wizards?

Why is it scarier than Moody...

"They are, senior executives of the International Confederation of Wizards."

Moody's crazy eye rolled.

But he still couldn't tell whether those people were wearing dangerous weapons.

There is only one possibility.

That is, there is something wrong with the cloaks they are wearing!

But his magic eye can see through even the invisibility cloak...

"what?"

Harry still didn't understand.

What is the position of senior executive officer?

But this time, Moody had no time to explain to him.

Because Gonzalez has already arrived.

After seeing this scene in the crowd.

His expression changed from cold to angry.

"Assault on the designated vice-president of the International Federation of Wizards, come with us."

A senior executive stepped forward.

He raised his hand and showed his ID.

Not waiting for a few people to take a closer look.

Then he closed it instantly and took it back.

Then he picked up Lupine with his white-gloved hand.

Strangely, Lupine didn't resist.

Instead, his expression was very uneasy.

"You can't take him away!"

Tonks stepped forward, extremely anxious.

"Ten seconds, reason."

The senior executive held Lupine with one hand and raised it with the other. A pocket watch pendant appeared, and the cover popped open, revealing a ten-second countdown inside.

This stunned Tonks for a moment.

Look to Dumbledore for help, not Moody.

Because she knows.

At this time, there is nothing the teacher can do.

"What punishment will he receive?"

Dumbledore raised his hand to signal Tonks not to worry, and took a step forward.

And at the same time.

Draco was pulled up by two other senior executives who stepped forward, held his shoulders directly, strangled his neck from behind, and restrained him firmly.

The senior executive twitched his fingers.

Hold the pocket watch that bounced back into your hand.

He said indifferently: "You have no right to know."

"If you want to inquire about a crime, you need to go to the International Federation of Wizards and Crime Registration Desk to ask, make an appointment, and get approval from above before you can get the notification."

Gonzalez responded in place of the senior executive.

Then, raise your hands to make a gesture of invitation.

Signaling that they can leave.

"I think your president should be aware of the current situation in the magic world."

Dumbledore looked at Gonzalez.

Nod.

Gonzalez still motioned for them to leave quickly.

"He has taken control of the Ministry of Magic."

"Voldemort is his master...boss."

Dumbledore's tone became extremely calm, as if he was observing Gonzalez's expression.

The latter just nodded.

Continue to signal them to leave.

"I don't know what your president wants to do..."

"but."

"Take care of yourself and be careful of backlash."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight through the crowd and left.

While passing Draco.

I still took a look, but I only saw the young man's lowered head, the white side face covered by the silver hair hanging down, and the fragile neck that was strangled by someone's hands...

next morning.

"Daily Prophet": Death Eater Draco Malfoy deceived the entire wizarding world.

According to the narration of the wizard who was present at the trial, the trial was full of doubts. It seemed to be a deliberate partial trial. There was no real trial from beginning to end. The chief inquisitor seemed to have problems. Is this also a conspiracy?

An interview with an anonymous wizard revealed that the suspected mastermind behind the incident was Albus Dumbledore, who directed everything.

The wizard at the scene revealed: "Dumbledore testified that Draco Malfoy led the resurrection of the mysterious man, and he was the one who killed Cedric!"

"I heard it with my own ears, and many people heard it!"

"It's just the most horrific thing."

"What Professor Dumbledore said is basically true!"

Some wizards wanted to investigate closely: "It's unbelievable that Draco is a Death Eater!"

"But how could an eleven-year-old take the initiative to join the Death Eaters?"

"Did the mysterious man force him?"

"It is too ridiculous to directly provide evidence of guilt. We should investigate it strictly! There must be a misunderstanding in this!"

More wizards demanded: "He must be made to pay for his crimes! His talent and strength are simply terrifying. Once left unchecked, there is no guarantee what will happen!"

"We want to call on more people to demand a retrial for Draco Malfoy!"

"He is an evil and powerful dark wizard!"

"You must be punished severely!"

Currently, the British Ministry of Magic remains silent and refuses to communicate.

Will the International Federation of Wizards also refuse to communicate?

...

Hogwarts.

In the principal's office.

Put down your copy of the Daily Prophet.

Dumbledore raised his head and met Snape's eyes at the desk.

"Now, almost the entire magical world has changed its meaning."

"Strict investigation will be carried out from the original request."

"It turned into a request for a retrial and a harsh sentence."

"They all of a sudden hated Draco."

"We are sending letters to the Ministry of Magic of various countries, protesting to the International Federation of Wizards, demanding a public trial and the death penalty."

Snape's tone was cold and emotionless.

But it seems to be reminding Dumbledore...

"You want to protect him, right?"

"Even if he wants to kill you."

Dumbledore's half-moon glasses eyes had lost their light.

The whole person was extremely tired.

The hand that just put down the newspaper.

Trembling slightly...

indeed.

Now the direction of the entire magical world has suddenly changed.

The voices originally called for Draco's release.

became.

Draco was sentenced to death because he was a Death Eater and he had killed people and he had to pay for his crimes.

Only by executing him can everyone be happy.

in a moment.

There are two endings.

"You are right, Voldemort will not forgive him..."

"Now…"

"He...has nothing left..."

Snape's tone finally trembled, under the increasingly uneasy look in Dumbledore's eyes.

Opened his palms.

A blood-stained white peacock feather.

exposed.

Dumbledore seemed to understand the hidden meaning of this sentence.

Looking up in surprise, he suddenly stood up.

"Tell me, Severus!"

"Where is Draco taken by the senior executive of the International Confederation of Wizards?!"

"You must know!"

After hearing this, Snape lowered his eyes.

Slow reply:

"He was imprisoned in Azkaban."

Looking at the bloody peacock feather in his hand.

Vaguely.

Snape's memory seemed to go back to a few days ago, when someone came to his residence...