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

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Perikin Derek was certain that Draco simply didn't want to take sides or get involved in anything, which was why he was spouting nonsense here.

But what could he do when the other party started talking nonsense?

He turned his head slightly and looked at Angell sitting not far away.

The blond boy was struggling with a steak that was probably still in the bone, and whether it was his imagination or not, he felt that the boy's left and right hands were not very coordinated.

But it also seems like both hands are very nimble?

That said, is the Malfoys' strategy—not to put all their eggs in one place?

But Angell...

Perikin Derek shook his head. He felt he needed to calm down and put aside these things that might happen much later.

The main course was quickly finished, and dessert was served on the long table.

It's only the beginning of September, and the weather is just starting to cool down, but there's still a bit of heat in the air, so Hogwarts still has ice cream available.

"I think we should stop for a moment..."

"There won't be any more ice cream in a few days."

"But if we eat any more, we'll get diarrhea tonight."

"..."

"Or... some pudding?"

"Stop! I don't want the original flavor pudding!"

The next moment, Vold lost control of his body.

They didn't even have a hand left.

"Do you want mints or milk candies? I'd like to pack some to go."

"Mint……"

"So it really is milk candy!"

"Hey……"

Angell always felt that Vold's voice sounded very melancholic.

(It appears that he/she has lost all strength and means)

After packing up some hard candies, Angell got up and left the auditorium, but as he was going down the stairs, he heard the sound of someone walking quickly behind him.

"Angol, wait a minute!" It was Draco.

Angel stopped abruptly on the stairs, grabbed the handrail, and turned to look at Draco with a wary expression: "Stop!"

"We two can't be on the stairs at the same time, absolutely not!"

After all, this has happened twice already...

Angell felt there must be some strange rule at play here, such as: when two Malfoys stand together on the stairs, they are bound to fall.

Draco slowly retracted his foot that had already stepped out: "Then... wait for me after you go down?"

Clearly, he remembered too.

Angell felt that the sentence sounded strange, but he didn't think about it too much and nodded to continue walking.

Passersby looked at them with some strange eyes.

After waiting for a moment at the bottom of the cellar stairs, Draco appeared before him, without Crabbe or Goyle by his side.

This may also be one of the butterfly effects caused by Angell, as Crabbe and Goyle no longer followed Draco almost every step of the way as they did in the original story.

The two walked together toward the Slytherin common room, during which Draco recounted what had happened at dinner.

“He’s just trying to get information out of people, no doubt about it… I really don’t know what they’re thinking, that they would believe such a baseless rumor!” Angell said with great emotion.

Believing that Voldemort could have children is absurd enough, but some people actually believe that Harry Potter possessed powerful magic at the age of one...

A one-year-old baby with such powerful magic that he can withstand a death curse head-on... Even in fanfiction, that's an absurd situation!

But these native inhabitants of the wizarding world actually believed it so readily.

“But what was your answer to him?” Angell asked.

Draco's expression turned slightly strange: "Specular reflection... that's what you mean, when parallel light rays hit a smooth surface, they are reflected in a parallel direction."

Angell: "?"

"You...remembered it?"

Draco nodded, noticing something amiss in Angor's expression.

"What's wrong?"

Angell took a deep breath in his heart, but shook his head on the surface.

"I'm just curious, why would you bother memorizing something like this..."

Draco thought for a moment, then replied, "I guess I just found it interesting. That night I tried filling the sink with water and then using fluorescent flashing, and I did indeed see the phenomenon you described..."

"So you're not just spouting nonsense to fool me. What you said... although it doesn't make any sense, it does have some basis, right?"

Angel nodded, feeling a shock at Draco for the first time, aside from those inexplicable accidents.

At the same time, a bold idea was born in his mind.

They had arrived at the entrance to the common room and, after saying the password, entered the common room together.

Behind the enormous crystal floor-to-ceiling windows, the Black Lake was shrouded in darkness, and the creatures swimming in the water were well concealed.

Angel and Draco did not linger there; they went straight back to their own dormitory.

Only then did Angell say:

"What I told you before was indeed based on some evidence; it was something that Muggles discovered while exploring the world."

"However, much of what they've researched is limited to their current perspective, such as the existence of us wizards..."

"Draco, I really want to take everyone in my world to see the Muggle world. They can already chat with people on the other side of the world through a machine."

Draco paused for a moment: "Can't an owl work too?"

He was a little confused; how did the conversation have gotten to this point?

Angel shook his head: "It's different. Owls take time to deliver messages, but their messages arrive in an instant!"

Draco pulled out a chair and sat down, leaning back and looking intently at Angel:

“Angol, you’re really interested in those Muggle things, aren’t you?”

Angel laughed and led him to sit down opposite him: "Yes, 100 years ago, we were still laughing at them for being backward, but now, a hundred years later, they have managed to fly into the sky on their own."

Draco suddenly felt a dry mouth. He looked into Angor's eyes and realized that at that moment, Angor's eyes held a longing.

"The world is continuous and never stops; magic suddenly appeared within the laws of nature."

"Scalars and vectors form direction, the secrets of refraction under a prism are colorful, and the Earth began its long separation from the Moon hundreds of millions of years ago."

"We are constantly deciphering the shapes, sizes, and origins of all things, but we have no clue how big the universe really is... Exploring the unknown is always the theme of life, and I am unwilling to confine my will to the wizarding world where time seems to stand still."

"So Draco, would you be willing to come with me to find out the truth about the world?"

Draco looked into Angor's eyes, and after a long pause, he managed to stammer, "Angol, you're giving me the feeling of a Ravenclaw right now..."