"I'm right, everyone is happy that the DA party can continue."
When the three of them left the hall, Ron excitedly told Harry the main reason why everyone was so enthusiastic about the party.
"Bill said that the Ministry of Magic's Defense Against the Dark Arts training is very popular. In this turbulent era, everyone hopes to learn something useful to protect their lives."
"Although Snape knows more about dark magic than most Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, what he can really teach us is very limited..."
"Ron..."
Hermione interrupted him. She felt that Ron's evaluation was quite biased.
"At least, it doesn't make any sense at all before real practice." Ron shrugged and said, "You can't expect to become a powerful Defense Against the Dark Arts master by memorizing a lot of spells."
"I've heard similar words many times. Sometimes I actually don't understand their enthusiasm." Harry noticed the expression on Hermione's face and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Hermione?"
Min?"
"Oh, Harry, I believe you should realize it." Hermione said with a strange expression, "Actually, you have become more popular. However, this should be considered a good thing."
"A good thing?" Harry really couldn't understand what Hermione meant, "I don't think this is a good thing."
"At least there are many people who support you and are willing to attend the DA party." Ron raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not liking what Harry said.
"Without the help of Fred, George and Cedric, we wouldn't be able to be busy at all, and we wouldn't be able to teach so many people." Harry felt that Hermione and Ron were overthinking it, and he himself was very dissatisfied with the so-called popularity.
Cold, "Don't forget what happened last year. Many people regarded me as a fool with a brain problem just because of a newspaper, and they also regarded me as a so-called savior because of a newspaper?"
"Harry..."
Hermione seemed surprised that Harry would say such a thing.
"I don't need the so-called fame at all. Believe me, if Voldemort controls the Ministry of Magic, I will soon become the most notorious wanted criminal in Britain and be despised by everyone."
After his last experience, Harry was not interested in so-called popularity and even thought those people were idiots.
After all, who but a fool would believe that stuff so easily?
In fact, Harry had already begun to prepare for the worst.
Both Dumbledore's injury and Albert's prophecy made him feel uneasy.
The real era of turmoil has yet to come.
Therefore, Harry decided to teach everyone how to keep themselves safe while in exile. He suspected that he might use this knowledge in the future.
Of course, Harry is not an idiot. He understands what Hermione means. When he is popular, he should win over a group of people. However, there are some things that Harry cannot do, so he can only do his best.
When several people passed the corner of the corridor, Harry felt his shoulder being hit hard, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.
When he stabilized his body, he saw Malfoy's group, Goyle and Crabbe, glaring fiercely at Harry, Ron and Hermione. It was obvious that they bumped him with their shoulders on purpose.
"Let's go, lest they find some Death Eaters to kill us." Harry stretched out his hand to hold down Ron, who had already pulled out his wand, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"You're right, it's scary."
Ron looked at the three Malfoys and said slyly.
"Maybe they can't wait to join the Death Eaters."
"Perhaps, they can enter Azkaban one day and be reunited with their families."
Looking at the angry two people, Harry was a little surprised by Draco Malfoy's calmness, which made him think Malfoy was weird, so he sarcastically said: "There is no future as a Death Eater. Don't forget, Sk
Lin Jie's attitude towards the Death Eaters. I dare say that Scrimgeour must have guessed that Voldemort would rob the prison, and he might execute all the Death Eaters in the prison one day to prevent them from coming out to continue harming others."
"gone."
Draco Malfoy reached out and pressed Crabbe and Goyle's shoulders, ignoring the provocations of Potter and Weasley.
"Harry..." Hermione shouted softly.
"This guy is really tolerant," Harry muttered.
After walking a certain distance, Crabbe said angrily: "Why are you stopping me? This is not like you..."
"Okay Crabbe," Malfoy stopped, looked back at Crabbe and said, "I can understand your anger, but I really don't have time to do those boring things now."
"Boring things."
Goyle and Crabbe were both stunned by Malfoy's words.
"Yes, I have my own things to be busy with, very important things that must be completed."
Malfoy reached out and grabbed his left arm, looked up at his two friends and reminded, "Also, the situation in the school is not good for us now. Everyone is watching us, so don't cause trouble for me."
He is now more concerned about how he can complete the Dark Lord's mission. Before that, he needs to hide himself as much as possible to avoid attracting the attention of others.
"Okay, it's time for us to leave before it's too late."
After saying that, Malfoy turned and left.
Although Malfoy already had two plans in mind, these plans didn't seem very safe, especially Snape's opposition, which made him feel inexplicably irritable.
As for Snape's proposal to wait for Dumbledore to become weak before giving him a fatal blow by surprise?
Malfoy felt very unreliable.
Naturally, Snape could wait slowly, but the Malfoy family could not afford to wait. Voldemort required him to complete the task of killing Dumbledore within this semester.
Who knows when Dumbledore will become weakened by the injury on his palm?
Even if Dumbledore really became weak due to his injuries, Malfoy was not sure of defeating Dumbledore head-on. In fact, he suspected that the Dark Lord was not sure either, otherwise he would not have sent him to assassinate Dumbledore.
Originally determined to restore the glory of the Malfoy family, after experiencing the last fire at Malfoy Manor, Draco's confidence was severely damaged. His mother told him the truth: the task given to him by the Dark Lord was just to
It is enough to let him die and hope that he can cooperate with Snape to save the lives of his father Lucius and himself.
The cruel truth completely shattered Draco's confidence and plunged him into panic and uneasiness. Although his mother Narcissa said that Snape would help him complete this almost impossible task, Draco was not willing to believe it.
That man.
Snape was a double agent.
A spy who was good at deceiving people and successfully deceived Dumbledore.
Malfoy was worried that Snape would deceive his mother and use him to achieve his goals.
In fact, Snape did take Lucius's place and became Voldemort's right-hand man.
"Draco, Professor Snape asked me to give this to you."
Shortly after the Transfiguration class ended, Pansy handed a piece of parchment to her boyfriend.
"Oh, I know." Malfoy responded as he took the note.
"What does Professor Snape want from you?" Pansy asked worriedly, "You seem to be very tired recently."
"You know, a lot of things happened in my family, which made me exhausted." Malfoy opened the note, glanced at the content on the note, and explained helplessly.
At eight o'clock that night, Draco Malfoy knocked on the door of Snape's office on time and found the Head of Slytherin grading students' homework at his desk.
"Professor, what do you want from me?"
Malfoy lowered his eyes and did not make eye contact with Snape. Aunt Bellatrix had taught him how to prevent others from reading his thoughts and prying into the thoughts in his brain.
"Sit down for a while. I'll be finished soon."
Snape speeded up his grading work, and after about a quarter of an hour, he put down his quill and raised his head to look at Draco.
"I think you should have heard about Bellatrix."
"Yes, I heard." Malfoy said expressionlessly.
"The Dark Lord is not happy about this."
Snape was silent for a moment and continued: "Not long ago, your mother contacted me. She..."
"I can do it myself..."
"No, you haven't understood it yet." Snape interrupted Malfoy directly, "This matter has nothing to do with you anymore."
"What do you mean?" Malfoy suddenly looked up at Snape.
"Your father Lucius needs Dumbledore to die to alleviate the Dark Lord's blame on him. Bellatrix needs it too. Are you naive enough to think that I have taken away Lucius' position?"
?" Snape looked at Malfoy who lowered his eyes again, "I've told you a long time ago that this matter was originally my mission."
"But the Dark Lord gave me the task." Malfoy argued: "I am confident that I can complete this task."
"What if you fail?" Snape asked rhetorically.
"What's the meaning."
"You don't really think your ridiculous plans can succeed, do you?" Snape rudely attacked Malfoy's self-confidence, "A skilled wizard can see through that cursed necklace at a glance. If it falls on
Someone killed a student at Hogwarts at the hands of others. Do you really think you won't be exposed? Don't treat Dumbledore as a fool and poison him. If that trick had worked, I would have done it long ago.
Already."
Malfoy opened his mouth slightly.
"Give up those ridiculous plans of yours. I doubt you have any intention at all." Snape looked at Malfoy sternly, "You don't take the Dark Lord's orders seriously at all."
"Of course I'm paying attention!" Malfoy said excitedly.
"If your plan disturbs Dumbledore and makes him more vigilant, it may directly destroy my next plan." Snape stared at Malfoy and said in a tone that could not be refuted, "However, I know you don't
You will not give up easily after experiencing a failure. I will give you a chance. If your ridiculous plans fail, just follow my plan."
"What do you mean?" Draco couldn't help clenching his fists.
"This matter was originally an impossible task for you. Now I just prepared a simpler and easier way for you to get forgiveness from the Dark Lord." Snape asked expressionlessly: "
Do you want to fail and pay the price? Don't tell me you don't know the price of failure."
"What are you going to do?" Draco's lips trembled. Of course he knew what the price of failure would be. Such fear made him restless day and night.
"Let Bellatrix assemble a reliable team, and I will try to get them into Hogwarts and let them surround Dumbledore." Snape said expressionlessly, "Dumbledore
He is injured now and his strength is not as good as before. If they are lucky enough, they may have a chance to kill him."
"Of course, if possible, it would be better to continue to wait for a while, but we don't have many options right now."
"What if it fails."
"If they fail, I will attack Dumbledore from behind," Snape said grimly.
"You planned to use Aunt Bellatrix and the others as bait from the beginning." Draco couldn't help but widen his eyes, feeling that he had seen through Snape's conspiracy.
"If there is still time, I will continue to wait until the opportunity matures, but now you have advanced the time. Fortunately, we still have one semester." Snape said expressionlessly, "You
Bellatrix and his people must be prepared to invade Hogwarts, and as for a sneak attack, that is only a last resort."
"How do you plan to send them into the school?" Draco frowned and asked, "Hogwarts' defense is very strong. It is simply impossible to enter the school quietly."
"This is my business. You don't need to worry. I will tell you when the time comes." Snape looked at Draco and said, "And you need to wait patiently now, not for a quarter of an hour, but for a longer time.
And make better preparations.”
"In other words, you have been using me from the beginning to the end." Draco seemed to have thought everything through, "You want to take my credit?"
"You talk like a child," Snape said coldly.
"You just want to complete the task and gain the Dark Lord's trust." Malfoy sarcastically said, "And we are all tools for you to achieve your goals."
"I'm saving your family." Snape reminded him expressionlessly.
"Do you think I'm a fool?" Malfoy sneered.
"If it weren't for my friendship with Lucius and your mother's plea, I wouldn't have taken this risk at all, or do you think your mother is a fool?" Snape reminded coldly, "If you put everything
Everything is screwed up. I believe the Dark Lord will not be very happy. Even if you can finally come back alive, no, I believe Dumbledore probably won't kill you, but I think you definitely don't want to face the Dark Lord's wrath.
At that time, both your family and Bellatrix will die."
"You are threatening me!" Draco Malfoy was trembling slightly.
"Threat, no, I'm just stating the facts. If I fail, everyone will die together." Snape looked at Malfoy and sneered, "Don't you think I can survive if I fail?"