HP: Slytherin disguise

"is it?"

With a sinister smile, Voldemort turned into black smoke and disappeared.

After he left.

Ryans' expression returned to its cold state.

He looked towards where Dumbledore left with Draco in his arms.

"The unknown secret of the wizarding world."

“That’s a lot…”

He raised his hand and pressed the mask on his left face.

Ryans then disappeared...

Nott Manor.

A black smoke appeared outside the hallway as it fell from the sky.

Death Eaters noticed.

They all came out.

Kneeling on one knee, lowering his head.

"Owner--"

"Owner--"

"Owner--"

...

The heavy footsteps were getting closer.

The Death Eaters moved to make way.

Witnessed.

The black robe dragged across the ground.

Wherever you go.

They were all shrouded in a cold and gloomy atmosphere.

This also announces.

Their great master was extremely irritable at this moment.

After sensing the familiar breath, a python also slid out.

Come closer.

But soon, it was kicked away...

As Voldemort walked into the hall.

The Death Eaters then stood up and walked in hesitantly.

Voldemort's rage.

It’s not like they can’t feel it.

Naturally, he didn't have the courage to stand in front of the angry Voldemort.

You can only try to reduce your presence as much as possible.

Sit on the sofa.

Voldemort pressed his slender fingers to his forehead.

He didn't even look at the Death Eaters.

There was dead silence.

No one dared to speak up.

"Owner--"

at this time.

A woman's sharp voice came from outside.

Followed by.

Bella rushed in rashly.

She looked around.

But I didn't see the person I was expecting to see.

"Where's the little dragon, master?"

"Aren't you going to see that old man Dumbledore?"

Fell to Voldemort's feet.

Bella tugged at his shirt hem and asked frantically.

In this regard.

The Death Eaters around were no longer surprised.

Voldemort was in no mood to bother with Bella, but for some reason.

It has never occurred.

"Draco is now Dumbledore's sweetheart."

"Your master."

"More than you, his little Death Eater."

A smiling voice came.

Everyone turned and looked over.

next moment.

A red-haired man with a mask on his face strode in.

The aura on your body.

Very powerful.

As he spoke, he did not forget to glance at the Death Eaters.

It seems like he is trying to see how strong they are.

But after looking at it for a few times.

I lost the mood to watch any further.

"Impossible! Little Dragon will never be in league with Dumbledore!"

When Bella heard this, she didn't care who this person was.

Just pick up the wand.

It's a killing curse.

The other Death Eaters were frightened and retreated one after another.

Lions swung his wand to block the attack.

He smiled and sat down on the sofa.

With a smile on his face, he said, "You can ask your master if it's true."

Hear this.

Bella looked at Voldemort, who had remained silent from beginning to end.

"Don't try to piss me off."

He withdrew his hand from his forehead.

Voldemort glanced at Lyons with a grim expression.

The latter raised an eyebrow and restrained his nonchalant attitude.

See this.

Voldemort decided not to pursue the matter any further.

Turn around.

He wanted to say something to Bella.

But next second.

He seemed to recall what Ryans had said at the beginning.

His eyes suddenly became vicious.

Raise your wand.

He started attacking Ryans.

He ducked suddenly to avoid it.

Ryans also raised his wand to fight back.

Faced with this emergency.

The first thing the Death Eaters did was to retreat.

Waiting for Voldemort's orders.

Seeing this, Bella also attacked Ryans.

Fortunately, it was not a fatal attack.

otherwise.

The entire Nott estate had to be razed to the ground.

"I take back everything I said."

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Ryans did not dare to continue to act so arrogantly.

After all, if he hadn't said that.

Nor will it be attacked continuously.

"My patience is limited!"

"You are dismissed!"

This time, Voldemort really didn't want to see Lions anymore.

But Ryans was not annoyed.

He just smiled, nodded, and walked out...

now.

Voldemort and Bella were the only ones left in the hall.

"I said."

"He has been controlled by Dumbledore."

"How can it be possible to come back with me so easily?"

He narrowed his scarlet eyes slightly.

Voldemort continued: "But..."

"Tomorrow, I will lead you to capture Dumbledore——"

"Bring Draco back."

These words.

I don't know if this is to comfort Bella, or if it's Voldemort's true words...

In this regard.

Bella just tilted her head.

Eyes flickering.

The hand holding the magic wand gradually exerts force...

...

at the same time.

the other side.

He put the boy in his arms onto the soft big bed.

Dumbledore bent over.

She stroked Draco's neck with her fingertips.

Then move upwards.

It stayed on Draco's pale pink lips.

Apply it carefully.

"Draco…"

Leaning over him, Dumbledore's voice was a little low.

The light shone on his handsome profile.

It seems particularly fantastic.

He closed his eyes and buried his face in Draco's fair neck.

Smelling the body fragrance that is unique to a young boy.

Almost morbidly craving for Draco's response.

But it took a long time.

Didn't get a reply either.

At last.

Dumbledore chose to wake up Draco from his deep sleep.

And as Draco opened his gray-blue eyes.

Dumbledore was silent again.

He seemed a little afraid to look at the cold Draco.

"Draco…"

"Soon... we can be together openly..."

“We can stand together.”

"Let's go anywhere..."

Gently run your fingertips across Draco's face.

There was a bloodshot light flashing in Dumbledore's eyes, and he couldn't help but reveal a weird smile.

When he approached Draco again.

He is no longer silent.

She raised her hand and stroked Draco's soft silver hair lovingly.

Imprisoning people in their arms.

Started to whisper to himself...

I do not know how long it has been.

Dumbledore's youthful appearance began to change, with his hair turning gray and long.

Finally it turns into long white hair.

With the transformation.

Also temperament and appearance.

From a handsome middle-aged man, he returned to his original appearance...

"Go to sleep, Draco."

for a long time.

Dumbledore finally let go with a gentle tone.

Draco fell into sleep again.

"What a good kid..."

Sit up.

Dumbledore covered Draco with the quilt with a smile on his face.

But next second.

He suddenly raised his hand and pressed his neck.

Dumbledore's appearance changed again, from old to his handsome middle-aged self.

At his neck.

There are large, strange black cracks spreading upwards.

The speed is very slow though.

But it seems to be extending up soon.

Then Dumbledore held him down with his hand.

It started to retreat back again...

"Tsk——"

Open your eyes which are flashing with blood.

Dumbledore's face was extremely divided at this moment.

The left side of the face exposed to the light still had some kindness left.

And the right face is hidden in the shadow.

It was strangely gloomy, and carried a murderous aura.

"It seems."

"We have to stop for a while--"

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