[HP] Noble

When Scorpius was almost roughly pulled from the ground by Draco, he noticed that he was in a cave-this was the cave in Dumbledore's memory.There are many stalactites that look like they have been formed for a long time, dripping water at a slow speed. The fourth-year Slytherin looked up and watched a drop of water fall from his head--then Drip through itself to the ground.

Scorpius: "...it feels...very special."

The faint green light sets off the surroundings, making it look a little dark.Scorpius stomped his feet a little uneasily, and then looked around - soon, he found a small island on the lake not far away, from where the green light source came from, and at the same time , and there were some people standing there at the same time——

Two Dumbledores, a Potter and a Draco.

Looking at Draco beside him, Scorpius immediately realized that the Dumbledore in the white robe was a figure in his memory, and the one who was standing on the lake next to the island at this moment was smiling and waving at him. Genuine old principal.

"Ah, Mr. Gretel, I knew you would not miss the opportunity to watch the excitement." Dumbledore smiled, looking very happy, and Scorpius blushed symbolically, thinking that he was caught by you again Isn't it one of the Chinese people's specialties to watch the excitement of the old man hahaha.

"Come here, you have to see more clearly—it doesn't matter, Mr. Draco, it doesn't affect your image too much, bring him here." Dumbledore urged, "Yes, like I am like this, this is just a memory, you can directly step on the lake—"

Scorpius glanced at Draco beside him, and the latter raised his chin in the direction of the old principal with a mocking face in approval.

So the little Slytherin took a step cautiously, and at this moment, the Draco in Dumbledore's memory also put his hand into the pot glowing with green light——

A smile flickered in the silver-grey eyes of Prince Slytherin who was standing behind Scorpius at this moment, who had a panoramic view of this——

Snapped--

Scorpius: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

Harry: "Ahhhhhhhhh—"

With a loud explosion, a white guy jumped out of the black lake twenty feet away—almost brushing Potter's scalp from the lake, before everyone could see clearly. Before it was anything, it fell heavily to the bottom of the lake again, making a big splash.

Draco on the small island in the center of the lake calmly took his hand back from the basin.

[It seems that it is not so easy to get it. 】The platinum noble said sarcastically.

[Obviously, Voldemort is cautious enough, but usually such a person is also prone to some kind of misunderstanding. ] White robe Dumbledore said.

Harry, who was standing not far from him, looked back at the two men with solemn faces in his memory, and turned his head back again.He looked terribly frightened, his face flushed red and a little green (perhaps because of the lighting), "Hey!" he demanded angrily, "What's that—for Merlin's sake Can you please stop laughing?! Professor Dumbledore—”

"Oh, yes, Harry." Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them on his robes, and said cheerfully, "I just didn't expect your reaction to be so big."

Harry took a deep breath: "That thing jumped right up against my nose—"

"Even if he overlaps with you for a cheek-to-cheek dance, you won't be so frightened—of course, I'm not really surprised, Potter." Draco said coldly, lifting his foot from Si Scorpius pulled out from the bottom of his feet - when the white thing jumped out of the water, as the only person present who was not lightly frightened, Scorpius took a big step back and stepped firmly on his foot .

Prince Slytherin walked around to Scorpius with a stiff face, stretched out his hand and pinched his nose quickly, and reproached him expressionlessly: "It's just a ghost, look at you, you're as scared as Potter .”

"What do you mean 'scared like Potter'!" Harry protested loudly, and the guilty expression on Scorpius' face because of the phrase 'like Potter' completely hurt his self-esteem, " What the hell is that?!"

"An infernal corpse. A small obstacle under Voldemort." Dumbledore said with a smile, as if he didn't hear Harry's swear words, "to prevent people from directly obtaining Horcruxes with various shortcuts, if we insist on using Horcruxes Take it out of the basin, there will probably be hundreds of Yin corpses crawling up from the bottom of the lake—"

Dumbledore said as he motioned everyone to look at their feet.

The clear lake is full of the white bone-shaped corpses just now. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, because in the small episode just now, in the turbulent lake water, they always give people a feeling that they are gradually waking up. illusion.

Dumbledore made a silent gesture, calling everyone's attention to the center of the lake.

[Can't reach in,] the Draco in Dumbledore's memory said with a calm and unwavering emphasis, [Can't separate it, can't drain it, and can't use magic.Can't change its nature - we don't know if the next move will have any impact on the Horcrux, how to do it? ] Dumbledore in the white robe pondered for a moment. He waved his wand absently, and conjured up a crystal clear goblet. With trembling hands, he put the goblet into the stone basin, and there was a green light in the basin. It was even more prosperous, making his face look eerie.

Scorpius looked around subconsciously.

A piece of tranquility.

The Inferi never reappeared.

Dumbledore took a full glass of green liquid - at this moment Scorpius finally realized that he had seen such a liquid before!Right on that fake Horcrux pendant, which is to say—

Scorpius' eyes widened: In this memory, what they got was a fake Horcrux? !

Dumbledore in the white robe poured the liquid in the cup into the lake——

Almost at the same second, the poured liquid returned to the stone basin—they seemed to come out of nowhere, and the liquid in the basin returned to the original amount.Standing by the stone basin, Dumbledore and Draco exchanged a "expected" look.

[I can only come to this conclusion,] Dumbledore in the white robe handed the goblet in his hand to Draco, [Drink this liquid. ] "What?—" Harry exclaimed, "You can't do that!"

"It's over, Potter, and Professor Dumbledore is standing in front of you completely, so shut up." Draco, who was not far behind him, frowned impatiently, and it was obvious He was also annoyed by something.

At this time, Draco's cold voice by the stone basin interrupted their quarrel——

[I am afraid that from birth, we have been educated not to accept things from strangers casually, not to go home with strangers casually - let alone try to drink some unfamiliar liquids that don't look very friendly. 】The platinum nobleman said coldly,【I'm not sure if I want to take your corpse to the Dark Lord to claim credit, Professor. ] Dumbledore in the white robe immediately laughed—and he looked really happy: [I will not risk my life, Mr. Malfoy, you promised me to help me as much as you can Get it all done. ] What followed was a long silence and eye contact between Slytherin and the old headmaster of Hogwarts.

The silence made Harry put his hands into his robe pockets impatiently. At this moment, he finally realized that Slytherin, who had been paralyzed since the beginning of memory, had his first facial expression today—he slowly frown.

【All right. ] Draco said, 【Just do what you say. 】

As he spoke, he put the wine glass into the basin.The green liquid refilled the goblet.Slytherin handed the wine glass to Dumbledore, and the old headmaster took him without hesitation, then moved it to his own mouth, and smiled at Slytherin who stared at him silently: [I wish you a long life , Mr. Malfoy Jr. 】【I feel like I'm losing my life, dear professor. ] Draco replied dryly, and then picked up the empty goblet that Dumbledore handed over, and picked up a second glass of green liquid-this time, he handed it more slowly, because Dumbledore He was closing his eyes tightly, his face was pale, and he was grasping the edge of the stone basin with both hands. It can be seen that he was very hard, and the bones and meridians in his hands were horribly protruding——

Harry moved, noticing that Dumbledore's hands were still intact at this moment without the horrible burn marks on them.

What happened in between? ——

However, before he could think about it, Dumbledore had already opened his eyes, and tremblingly took the second glass of liquid in Draco's hand—this time, he drank it without saying anything, and quickly filled it up by himself. Dumbledore drank the third cup and downed it without hesitation. This quick action didn't last long. After the fourth cup, Dumbledore fell down.

He staggered and fell on the edge of the stone basin, mud mixed with lake water staining his white robe.The Slytherin who was standing next to him grabbed him quickly with his eyes and hands, which prevented him from falling to the ground.

【Professor, can you hear me? ] Slytherin's voice was still very calm.

Dumbledore didn't answer, his face began to twitch, and his lips parted slightly, letting out a heavy moan resembling the terrible "heh, heh" of the dying.His grip on the glass slackened, and Draco reached out and grabbed it before it tumbled into the lake.

[We must continue, sorry, Professor. 】The platinum nobleman said lightly, his silver-gray eyes turned, and he glanced at the liquid in the stone basin. At this moment, there was not much liquid left, probably enough for three and a half cups of light.

He refilled a cup of green liquid and brought it to Dumbledore's lips, and at this moment, the old Headmaster spoke, his voice hoarse, as if his throat had been completely burned—

【I don't want...don't force me...】

Draco raised an eyebrow.

[Help me... Mr. Malfoy...] Dumbledore opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at Draco weakly, 【Please... help me...】【As you wish, sir. 】Put the cup to the mouth of the weak Dumbledore, and under everyone's gaze, Prince Slytherin quickly poured down the cup of liquid without blinking——

Dumbledore's breathing became heavier, he curled up into a ball, and began to cry like a child, chanting words incessantly, it was a person's name.It sounded familiar to Scorpius, but before he could remember it, Dumbledore was apologizing for what seemed to be an eternity.

Scorpius tugged the living Draco beside him, only to realize that the other party was tense at this moment——

"Don't be nervous," said Scorpius a little speechlessly, "you were much calmer when you were doing this than you are now."

"It was just me and Dumbledore then." Draco glanced at him, nonchalantly.

Scorpius paused for a moment, confused, and finally decided to skip this topic. He thought for a while and asked, "Does the name 'Gellert' sound familiar?"

His voice was loud enough for everyone in the room to know.

Including Dumbledore.

The old man took off his half-moon glasses from his face again, wiped off the dust that did not exist on them with his robe, and then slowly brought the glasses back to his face.

"I don't know," Draco pursed his thin lips speechlessly, "I don't know."

Scorpius: "I'm sure I've heard that name somewhere."

Draco: "Skip the question, I don't want to answer."

Scorpius: "Professor Dumbledore, you must know, otherwise you wouldn't be called that name in this situation—there must be some reason for that?"

Dumbledore: "..."

Draco took a deep breath and relaxed his voice: "Shh, boy, you're too young to always play the role of 'A Hundred Thousand Whys'."

"Malfoy, I really don't understand—" Harry's angrily voice came from not far away, "Professor Dumbledore was so sad at the time, how could you still feed him this poison with a blank face? ?—”

"Because he promised the professor—is a woman's kindness worth eating, Potter?" Scorpius' attention was immediately drawn to Harry.

The rest of the people present exchanged a subtle look, and then they all let out a sigh of relief.