HP: Slytherin disguise

"you…"

"Why is that person here too?"

"Why is the fight so intense down there?!"

"Such a powerful aftermath—"

"Why have I never seen the following three before... so strong..."

"On par with that person..."

"Wait... that red-haired guy is still a little off..."

"But then again, how come you are so strong now?"

"Since I feel the danger..."

...

From confusion to disbelief.

?Long racked his brains but couldn't figure out what happened during the time he was asleep.

Why did it suddenly wake up?

And below, why does a war of this level happen?

Even without using any large-scale spells.

That momentum has already formed an oppressive force.

It almost made Long tremble.

I felt like I woke up at the wrong time.

the most critical.

Or maybe the host is also terrifyingly strong now.

The strength is completely not on the same level as when it was here.

It has reached the level of the following three people.

Can…

"Hello--"

"Can you hear me?"

“Why are you ignoring me!”

"Dear host, please answer my question--"

"Are you there?"

...

"No, my host—"

"Why don't you have any self-awareness?"

After saying a lot of things, Long gradually realized that something was wrong.

Finally found it.

A sad fact.

That is.

Its dear host: Draco Malfoy.

There is no autonomous consciousness at all at this moment.

The difference is that it has no autonomous consciousness and will fall into a deep sleep.

Draco has no independent consciousness, but he will not fall asleep.

It seems that they are two main beasts.

Have you lost your consciousness?

But why did it wake up?

Did the host lose its main consciousness along with it?

Why did it suddenly fall asleep?

What is going on right now...

Countless suspenses were swirling in Long's mind.

finally.

It came to a conclusion that was shrinking first.

Because of the battle below.

It’s already heated up…

"Avada Kedavra--"

A Killing Curse hit the Death Eater who fell to the ground and tried to get up.

Lester's face was terribly grim.

He raised his hand and struck again.

This time, the ones who were blown away were Trevor and several Death Eaters.

"Avada Kedavra!"

at this time.

A sharp voice came from behind.

Almost at the same time, Lester turned around, swung his wand violently, and cast a killing curse.

Counteracting the death curse that was flying over.

And then again in an instant.

Release the killing curse again.

After Bella's first attack failed, she released the Killing Curse again.

Along with two green, lightning-like traction appeared.

The aftermath directly blew away the Death Eaters who were rushing around.

It also blew up Bella's curls.

Revealing her face full of cruelty and madness.

With his eyes dimmed, Lester said in a gloomy voice: "Give you a chance to leave."

"Or die—"

According to his previous irritable and gloomy personality.

It won't remind others to leave at all.

Spare any life.

But this time.

He made an exception because the man was related to the minister.

Even though he was attacked by surprise, he was very unhappy...

"Anything that stops the little dragon from coming back to me."

"They all deserve to die!"

Bella didn't care what the man said.

She only knew that these people were here to stop Xiaolong from returning to her.

They should all die, kill them all...

As the green traction began to vibrate.

next second.

It then collapsed and exploded with powerful force.

He threw the person who was closer away for the second time and raised his hand to block the aftermath.

And this powerful explosive force.

Also instantly.

Shattered the blue fire bird on Draco's shoulder.

Vanish into nothing.

After witnessing the disappearance of the blue flamingo, Draco unconsciously looked towards the place where this powerful force erupted...

Bella was blown away by the aftermath and fell into darkness.

Lester also took a few steps back.

Expression gloomy.

His hand almost broke the wand.

In the end, he suppressed the urge to cast a killing curse on Bella in the darkness.

look up.

Lester looked at the silver-haired boy at the edge of the roof.

coincidentally.

The boy was also lowering his head, looking down at him.

The moonlight shone on Draco's indifferent face, adding a touch of dreaminess and softness.

Slightly gentle.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Lester was actually a little greedy, this moment, this instant of eye contact.

Even if it's just an indifferent gaze.

It also made him want to stay.

Catch that light...

But there was fighting all around, and spells flying everywhere.

It made it impossible for him to stay any longer.

At last.

Lester raised his hand, clenched his fist, and placed it in front of his left shoulder, then bowed his head to Draco.

Wait until you take your hand back.

He has turned around, raised his wand and continued to fight...

The gray-blue eyes trembled slightly.

Draco raised his head and looked at Grindelwald who was sitting at the edge of the opposite building.

because.

That blue flaming bird came from there...

"Such a little doll is really well behaved."

"If he were the same during the day and so well behaved at night..."

There was a glimmer of sick possession in his eyes.

Inman chuckled.

Her graceful figure leaned forward slightly, and this time she raised her hand with a purpose, pressed her rosy lips, and blew a kiss to the silver-haired boy again.

At the same time, I blinked my eyes...

Tilt your head slightly.

Draco swung his legs slightly in the air.

until.

Grindelwald, who was sitting opposite, raised his hand again and transformed into a blue flaming bird.

Better than the previous one.

More perfect.

Stop shaking your legs.

Draco's attention was finally attracted, and he stared at the blue flamingo floating in Grindelwald's hand without any emotion.

"He should like it very much."

"There are very few things that can attract a controlled little doll."

After Inman noticed the obvious change in Draco.

The tone became excited.

But compared to her excitement, Grindelwald was as indifferent as ever.

As he moved his fingertips.

The newly transformed blue fire bird flew to the opposite side.

In the air, leaving a trail

My eyes followed the blue flamingo.

Draco raised his hand unconsciously.

The blue fire bird also landed directly on his white hand, spread its wings, and set itself ablaze with blue flames.

The blue light illuminated the boy's beautiful face.

He raised his head.

Watching the person who transformed into a blue flaming bird...

under night.

Grindelwald slowly raised his hand and put his fingertips to his lips, his expression indifferent.

"Shh-"

His eyes, one bright and one dark, narrowed slightly.

Where you can't see.

Grindelwald's lips curled up briefly.

Then he put his hands down...

"Why, you're injured already?"

A calm voice sounded.

The three fought for a long time and finally stopped.

Lyons retreated to Voldemort's side in embarrassment.

With him.

Looking at Dumbledore, who had no pressure from beginning to end.

now.

The latter was standing under a streetlight, leaning against a pole.

The snow-white shirt on his body had large patches of dark red, some of which had already dried, while others were still spreading around.

The hand holding the wand slowly raised.

Wipe away the blood stains on your face.

Dumbledore raised his head slightly, a sick, bloodthirsty grin on his face.

His eyes were now dark red.

It was especially eerie in the dark.

Like a demon crawling out of hell.

Watching.

Dying prey...