I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

Angor didn't want to go with Harry to get his flying broom—as the culprit who killed Harry's godfather before Harry even met Sirius, Angor had a very conscientious (?) plan for him a big surprise in the Gryffindor common room.

Because Nimbus 2000 wasn't destroyed, Sirius Black didn't give Firebolt to Harry this time.

Angel felt that the Nimbus 2000 model was a bit outdated, so he decided to give Harry a new broom.

Actually, he had tried using the fire crossbow just a few hours earlier, but how should I put it...

If the speed explodes, it's uncontrollable... completely uncontrollable!

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At that moment, Harry walked into the portrait hole in the Gryffindor common room. He looked at the noisy crowd and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

The Ministry of Magic shouldn't have sent any news yet. The students lack outside sources of information, so they've always been in a relatively closed environment.

Their current information is likely still at the stage of the rescue operation being successful, but Angel being missing.

Just then, Hermione ran over and pulled Harry into the crowd.

"Harry, come quick!"

"What? Hermione, I have other things to do, I..."

"Hey, take a look first, it won't take much time!"

Harry glanced at his watch, figuring it wouldn't take much time, and followed Hermione into the crowd.

Then, his eyes widened.

It was a very beautiful broom, unwrapped, just sitting on the table.

"Look at this!"

Hermione pointed to a card tied to a broom.

Harry looked down.

"This broom just flew in through the window a few minutes ago. Angel is alright now, and this is what he gave you... He just said it's your weapon... What does that mean?"

Harry took a deep breath, picked up the broom, and couldn't help but smile.

"Hermione, this is definitely a weapon!"

"I'm going upstairs to get my invisibility cloak, I'll talk to you later!"

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Although time was tight, the Wizarding Alliance's preparations were not actually too rushed.

If something this big happens due to rushed preparations, it would be a huge loss.

Preparing for the upcoming war is something Angor doesn't need to worry about for the time being—that should be the Minister of Magic's job.

So, in this tense atmosphere, he was actually a little bored.

So Angell decided to go and see the researchers he had captured.

But before that...

He met Draco in the first-floor hall of Hogwarts, who seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

"Angel, I heard from Mom that you're alright!"

Seeing Draco's slightly reddened eyes, Angor couldn't help but want to laugh.

The child probably really thought he was dead.

"I'm fine, but you don't look so good right now."

Draco blushed and walked up to Angel, looking him up and down.

“How could I not be worried? The information I received earlier was that you disappeared after the rescue operation was interrupted and the ship sank.”

"Everyone's saying you've been captured by Voldemort and might die..."

"And you came back alive without giving me a single word. If I hadn't been told you went to the Ministry of Magic, I would still be there living in fear like a fool!"

Angel sighed helplessly, "You know how tense the situation is right now, and there are other things to do... I don't want you to worry, but..."

A wry smile appeared on his face.

Draco couldn't say what he was about to say.

"So... what's next? Are we going to keep playing? I mean, in the near future..."

Angel nodded slightly. He didn't think Draco was there to extract information. With more and more things to deal with, Draco now seemed more like a tool for maintaining trust between him and Narcissa.

"Let's wait a little longer, the dawn is just around the corner."

He paused, and the smile on his face became much more genuine.

"In another day, you'll probably hear some even more explosive news."

"Just wait patiently. Don't worry about me. The Ministry of Magic is very well prepared this time, and I won't risk my life easily."

Draco looked at him with a puzzled expression, when Angel suddenly reached out and pinched his cheek.

"Alright, I have to go now. I hope that when you hear the latest news at this time tomorrow, you won't be too shocked."

"Wait a moment……"

Angell: "?"

“You need to be careful,” Draco said, frowning. “In short, be careful. I don’t want to see you die… No matter what happens afterward, if you die, it’s all over.”

Angor stopped, scrutinizing Draco closely, his smile still somewhat strange:

"Did you notice anything?"

Draco's expression became somewhat flustered. He looked at Angor, hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke.

“We are Slytherin, and it’s impossible to say that we’ve never had any ambition.”

"Others might think that you graduated early, joined the Order of the Phoenix, and became a professor because you wanted to fight Voldemort, but you were already preparing before Voldemort was resurrected, weren't you?"

"You are a genius, so you don't want to waste too much time on your studies. You have your own ambitions, but you hide them very well."

“Angol, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with what you’re doing, but I don’t want to see you take this risk.”

He paused, his expression becoming quite serious: "We are still very young, and we have a lot of time ahead of us. If we die, then we will have nothing left."

Angell looked at him in silence, and after a moment, he laughed.

He took Draco's hand and pressed it to his chest, letting him feel his heartbeat.

"But I really don't have much time left."

“I do have ambitions and aspirations, but we are different. I don’t know when my heart will stop beating… During the last rescue mission, Voldemort captured me, and my teacher was cursed while trying to save me. I know that if my teacher dies, it will be very difficult for us to fight Voldemort.”

"So I took part in his curse."

"The curse will not end as long as Voldemort is alive."

"Draco, I don't have much time left..."

The hand resting on her chest trembled slightly.

Angell continued, "It's not like I can just stop whenever I want."

"Draco, it's getting late, I think you should go back to sleep... Pray for me!"

Draco's hand fell to his sides. He took two steps back, and after a long silence, he stepped forward and gently embraced Angel.

"I wish you success!"

Angell chuckled softly: "I will definitely succeed."

"All you need to do now is get a good night's sleep. Maybe when you wake up, everything will be alright."

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Thanks to "I Really Like Cats" for providing the cover!

(This cover is fan art drawn by a reader; you can see the original image on the book forum.)

Go check it out, it's really beautiful (I don't know if readers after the first book review will be able to see it), but it doesn't matter, because I'll be using this cover for my million-word book review.

By the way, does anyone have any ideas for book titles for book reviews? I feel like I can't think of anything more outrageous right now.