[HP] love

When they studied for two full days and still had no clue, Hill knew that they had no choice.Now he hasn't appeared at Hogwarts for two days. If there is no progress, I'm afraid he will have to notify the current headmaster, Professor McGonagall!But if it was Dumbledore, he would still be able to accept it, but although Professor McGonagall has no problems in education, he is much worse in dealing with problems, especially in this sensitive period, he does not think that the upright Gryffindor will believe This sudden change would have nothing to do with the heir of Slytherin!

However, contacting Lucius was really something he didn't want to do.Hill hesitated facing the prepared parchment and quill in front of the table. He raised the pen several times but put it down again. He really didn't know what tone he should use to write to Lucius!

He knew that he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. He had decided not to have any contact with this person anymore, but now he had to ask him for help again because of this incident. Just thinking about this made Hill's ears feel hot .

Just as he was hesitating, a familiar owl flew in. It was a beautiful lady owl that Draco bought in the first grade in order to be less conspicuous and follow the crowd——Lida , he looked at the note tied to it in surprise, a little surprised that Draco would write a letter to himself, he had already asked Alan to explain to Xiaolong that he had something to go home for a few days, and he would not appear in Huo Gwartz hit.

Under Miss Lida's urging, Hill finally realized that he wanted to take off the note on his leg. He stroked Lida's wings to comfort him, and then opened the letter.But he was stunned after just a glance. Draco first asked him why he didn't go back to school in a coquettish tone. If so, can help.Behind Xiaolong's obviously flaunting tone, he could see the obvious concern. Normally, he might feel a little warmth in his heart, but now he didn't notice it at all!

For a moment, Hill actually felt a sense of relief!But after that moment passed, I felt more hesitation.He felt that Lucius must have known what had happened to him from Professor Snape before he said that. If he said it on his own initiative, wouldn't it be less abrupt for him to contact him again?He wasn't sure what his mood was right now, but he was obviously much more relaxed than before.Compared with my abrupt visits, having such a pass seems to have relieved a lot of inexplicable pressure for myself.

Thinking of this, the hand that had found it difficult to write just now naturally picked up the quill, secretly encouraged himself in his heart, and wrote the title of the first line: Mr. Malfoy.

Lucius was not at all surprised to hear from Hill.He already knew that the other party would turn to him for help, and because of the child's reserved personality, he even sent a special letter to Draco, asking him to pay more attention to his friend's status!

In fact, Lucius knew about Hill because he heard Draco mention it in yesterday's letter. In it, Xiaolong wrote a full page to complain about Hill's departure. He felt that he was his best friend. My friend, I didn't get any news, and I had to wait until the next day to hear from Alan. This is too much!

Lucius felt flustered before he finished reading the letter after receiving the letter. He didn't even look at the other trifles. These information, which he usually read repeatedly, could not attract his attention at all. The first reaction is to find Hill immediately and ask him what happened!

But this idea just turned around in his mind, but was immediately suppressed by reason.If he went directly to Stoke Manor, he would definitely scare that young man. No matter what his purpose was, most of them might be misunderstood.Now all he needs to figure out is what happened to the other party, so Snape, who made Hill leave, must know about it.

Thinking of this, he decided to rush to the Potions Office at Hogwarts immediately.

It is conceivable that Professor Snape was surprised and angry when he saw his friend suddenly appear in his fireplace, not to mention that the other party's first sentence was not an apology!

"Severus, what happened to Hill?"

"If your mind hadn't been controlled by a bull in heat, you wouldn't have asked your friend such things after destroying his potion!" Snape was furious looking at the completely hopeless cauldron. The potion that spent the whole afternoon is now completely useless!

"I'm sorry, Severus." Lucius said insincerely, "Then tell me, what happened to Hill?"

After staring at his friend for five full seconds, Snape pulled a malicious smile from the corner of his mouth, two malicious lights shot out from his eyes, and said slowly: "Then, Mr. Malfoy is In what name are you asking me about this?"

"Severus," Lucius also calmed down now, raised his eyebrows, and stared into the other's eyes: "Do you need me to send you an inquiry letter in the name of the director of Hogwarts?"

"You better do it," Snape said grimly.

"Severus..." Lucius elongated his tone helplessly this time, he knew that if Severus wanted to consume him, he would never be able to pry his mouth open.

Glancing at the other party triumphantly, Snape seemed to have won a battle, and suddenly felt the gloom in his stomach dissipate.After a few seconds of silence, he said uncertainly, "Lucius, maybe you are right."

"What?" Lucius obviously didn't react to Snape's inexplicable words.

"Mr. Stoke has indeed undergone some wonderful changes, just as you described." Snape said thoughtfully. He didn't believe that this kind of thing would happen to someone at first, but Hill's Existence sparked enough interest in him.

"So, he turned red-haired and silver-eyed again, when no one was giving him magic power?" Lucius' face became obviously serious, and he began to pace slowly in the room with his hands behind his back.

"That's right." As soon as he talked about the topic he was interested in, Snape's expression became serious, "If you say that some kind of change can happen without inputting other people's magic power, does it mean that maybe this time it will become a normal state? , or that he will have to bear this appearance all the time in the future?"

"Maybe the portrait of my family knows something..." Lucius suddenly remembered that Draco had mentioned to himself before that the portrait hanging in the center was obviously very interested in Hill. Thinking of this, he could no longer sit still Living. "I think I should take my leave, Severus, maybe you can re-finish the potion you just destroyed below!"

"Hmph!" Snape didn't want to pay attention to this kind of aggressive person at all, and turned around with a tumble of his sleeve.

"I am very grateful to Mr. Malfoy for lending a helping hand to me." When Hill saw Lucius greeted at the door, he said so.

"It's nothing, we are also partners, not to mention you are Draco's best friend, even as an elder, I should do the same." Lucius looked at Hill like a real elder, "Today there are only the two of us in Malfoy Manor, if you need anything, you can ask for it."

"I sincerely want to beg you, let me see Mr. Horston Malfoy." Hill felt that this seemed to be his last hope, "You know my situation..."

"Yes, I know." Lucius couldn't help evoking a smile, not knowing what he thought of.

Hill blushed instantly, a little afraid to look at the almost perfect face of the other party, "Then, I will trouble Mr. Malfoy. If you have other things to be busy, please allow the house elf to lead me the way."

"Come with me." Lucius just glanced at him lightly, then turned around and walked away first, Hill had to silently follow behind him, and the two of them walked towards the room Draco introduced last time.

"Then, Mr. Malfoy, what do you think of my current situation?" Hill asked eagerly after describing his situation to Halston.

"I believe you should have heard of the legend of the Stoke family, right?" Hoston's eyes were a little confused. He seemed to be thinking of some old person, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Yes," Hill nodded. He glanced at Lucius who was standing beside him calmly, and then said, "The legend about nightmares, if that's what you're talking about."

Lucius glanced at him intently, but didn't speak.

"My friend's name is Pierre Stoke," Halston really talked about his former friend, which was consistent with what the old man in his family said, so Hill suddenly became concentrated.

"He was originally an ordinary person, just like you. It's a pity that he believed in the legend about the nightmare, and he always wanted to inherit the power of blood before he was 15 years old." Hoston stared into Hill's eyes for a while, then sighed He breathed a sigh of relief, "One day he found a book, all of which were recorded in evil soul magic, and there was a record about nightmares that made him feel that he had found the answer."

Not only Hill, but even Lucius was fascinated by it.

"The book says that if you want to break the shackles of blood, there is only one time, and that is when your 15th birthday comes."

Hill and Lucius looked at each other at the same time, and they looked at each other. Hill moved his eyes uncomfortably, but Lucius still stared at him, as if he wanted to see something.

"Moreover, there is an amazing condition in it, that is, sacrifice."