LRAB Chapter 248 After All, It's Hard to Give Up
Chapter 248 After All, It's Hard to Give Up
"Professor, are these courses intended to help me achieve a magical balance between love and power?"
"I can't say I had such vain expectations, Draco."
"To be able to balance the two ends of the swinging scale means that you are the one who can absolutely manipulate the scale."
"I guess that's not the case with any of us."
"So what do you mean?"
"I just hope you always remember that as long as you grasp true love,"
"Even pure black magic that is empowered can have unexpected effects."
"The first visit to Mr. Grindelwald was to show me this, wasn't it?"
"Grindelwald is a powerful dark wizard."
"He is also one of the best people in the world who can fully master the power of black magic and the magic of love at the same time."
"You said one of the best, who is the other one, Professor?"
"I'm sorry I can't tell you, Draco. It's not my job."
"I think when the time comes, he'll want to tell you in person."
"professor-"
"Yes, Draco?"
"Regarding Mr. Grindelwald, he told me before I left that I would have some...experiences."
"If that's the case, you should keep it in mind."
"Gellert's eyes have the power of prophecy. If he said so, I think..."
"Is that also a roundabout way, Professor?"
"Oh yes. I hope that was just a little roundabout way."
"Merry Christmas, Draco."
"Merry Christmas, Professor."
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Recalling the conversation before leaving the principal's office, the pretty figure walked quickly in the hallway.
He didn't stop until he reached the corridor on the left side of the seventh floor.
Hiding in the corner, watching the members of "Dumbledore's Army" leave one by one.
After the corridor returned to silence, prepare to take a step forward.
I was still nervously thinking about what to say to Harry when I saw him.
But he lost consciousness when he saw Zhang Qiu's back.
Just as Zhang Qiu was about to take a step forward, a roar of anger was heard...
"do not do that!"
Harry came back to his senses in the emptiness of having his internal organs drained, and hurriedly pushed Zhang Qiu away...
Draco then remembered Pansy, Daphne and Hannah's advice.
Watching Zhang Qiu finally retreat, covering his face and leaving.
——(A misunderstanding, this chapter ends later, also for the development of the plot)
Draco turned around and staggered in a deep trance, completely forgetting how he got back to the dormitory.
When he "woken up" again, he found himself in a dark and boundless space. In the distance, there was a pair of eyes emitting red light, staring at him like hellfire.
"Have you made your choice? The Dark Lord awaits your answer."
A deep and majestic voice echoed in the air.
"Yes, my master..." (This is a choice made for the family, but there will be a reversal later, don't get me wrong)
As soon as he finished speaking, his consciousness fell into a haze again.
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"Draco......."
"Draco."
There was a rare hint of tenderness in Daphne's tone.
Draco naturally understood that this was the tone of her gentle voice when she was serious.
"We know you have a secret, and we won't force you to tell it."
"Just, don't push us away too. Okay?"
I saw determination in Daphne's soft eyes.
Although she has an easy-going personality, she has a bottom line that cannot be crossed when it comes to sisterly relationships.
"No. Thank you, Daphne."
He took Daphne's hand and walked out the door. Pansy was waiting by the wall.
They looked at each other and found that their eyes were a little swollen, and they couldn't help but chuckle together.
"Why are you crying like this?"
She whispered softly in Pansy and Daphne's ears, but Pansy pinched her cheeks.
"How dare you say that."
"Let's go, it's almost time for lunch. It's time to show up in the auditorium."
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The Slytherin Common Room was still unusually quiet as the three of them walked downstairs.
They all saw Draco shaving his long hair, and they all looked away at the same time.
As soon as Draco appeared on the stairs, Astoria rushed over to him.
Soon after seeing Draco return to the lounge in a state of despair, under the admonition of Daphne and Pansy,
Astoria could only reluctantly agree to the two of them and wait patiently for Draco to adjust his mood.
Even so, it is hard not to feel anxious.
I took the opportunity to go back to the dormitory to rest several times and secretly glanced in the direction of my sister's dormitory, but I never had the chance.
During the three days that Draco locked himself in his dormitory, Daphne and Pansy stayed outside the door without leaving.
Until this reunion, as soon as she saw Draco's hair, she knew there was no need to ask any further questions.
She just hugged Draco tightly, using her body temperature to convey her concern and reluctance.
I learned from Astoria that the morale of Slytherin students has been low these days.
No one dared to make a noise in the lounge, and even at the long table in the auditorium, people only talked to each other in whispers.
I couldn't help but smile.
Slytherin students have always been like this.
Without paying any more attention, he walked out of the lounge.
Draco stepped out of the secret door and the cold air in the cellar just flowed into his lungs, but he suddenly stopped.
"You guys go ahead. I want to go to the owlery for a minute."
Daphne, Pansy and Astoria both showed a hint of surprise on their faces, and left hesitantly at Draco's smile.
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Watching the backs of his close friends walking away, Draco slowly walked up the stairs and walked forward slowly without saying a word.
It was not until they left the castle and stepped onto the corridor leading to the west tower that they spoke amid the wind and snow that seeped through the pillars.
"Can I help you, Mr. Pott?"
"Draco..."
Harry no longer concealed himself and simply lifted up his invisibility cloak.
Judging from his haggard and confused look, he hasn't been feeling well these past few days.
Draco's eyes were still cold, but when he saw Harry's appearance, his mood was involuntarily deeply shaken.
When I saw him again, he was wearing the gloves he had knitted. His face suddenly turned pale and he had bitten open the scar on his lip.
When he was in a stalemate with the Dark Lord's consciousness, the sharp blade that he had sealed deep in his heart suddenly stabbed him.
The knife tip was revealed in the blur as he cut through the tightly wrapped layers of flesh, causing a dull and sharp pain in his heart.
"How long have you... been there?"
The tone was still cold, but the voice did not tremble.
I tried to convince myself that it was just the air around me that was too cold.
“After that, I just kept waiting.”
Harry said this, and found that he seemed to have cried secretly, and his eyes were also badly swollen.
"why?"
Beneath his seemingly calm expression, endless questions and confusions flow.
Why do I still feel sad for him today? Why do I still decide to send my best friend away?
Why do you have to overturn it again for him when you have already made your choice?
I didn’t know what I wanted to know, so I just asked myself in my heart.
Harry clenched his fists and Draco still narrowed his eyes.
Knowing that he was angry about his regret,
He also knew that it was only at this moment that he could finally hold back and speak out his true feelings.
"I don't want you to have any misunderstandings."
"It doesn't matter who misunderstands me, the whole world thinks I'm a liar anyway."
"It's just you. I just don't want you to misunderstand me either."
Beatrice's eyes were gnashing with teeth. Her words were not loud, but they reverberated in her heart.
It suddenly occurred to me that Harry didn't know Occlumency.
Why had he waited until this moment to read his mind?
Then he thought, why could he already read his mind?
My heart is warmed by tenderness again...
"I am listening."
In fact, as soon as my mind focused on my eyes, I already knew...
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I have written about this many times at the end of the previous chapters, so I won’t write more about it.