[HP] love

Hill tried his best to endure the headache as if he had been hit hard, and didn't pay attention to Lucius' question for a while.The information flooding into his head all of a sudden made his thinking quite dull, and it took him a while to get out of this state.After trying to understand what he just saw, Hill's face became as ugly as the people next to him.

He remembered, whether it was Bailey or Quirrell who had forgotten all about him, the second sacrifice seemed to break through all the shackles in his memory, and all the hidden truths appeared in the before his eyes.When everything was connected, Hill's face paled a lot.He has fully understood that those Horcruxes are not the souls sealed by the Dark Lord at all, but his split self!

Hill, who has extraordinary perception, can clearly distinguish the rhythm of the soul. He has always felt that the Horcrux gave him a feeling of deja vu, but he didn't expect that he had seen him in the first grade!This is really not fun at all, the Dark Lord actually split his soul, not even a piece, is he crazy?

"Sill, Hill..." Seeing the young man in front of him obviously not recovering from the blow, Lucius called his name worriedly.But it seemed like a century later that Hill turned his gaze to him, but for some reason, there was undisguised fear in his gaze.

"What did you see?" Hill asked with an ashen face instead of responding.

Obviously not expecting him to ask such a sentence, Lucius was stunned for a while, his thoughts turned several times in his mind, and he instantly understood what the boy meant because he didn't want to see the picture that appeared in his mind.Although he didn't know why, he decided to let go of the countless doubts in his heart first, and first comfort the panicked teenager.

"What did you see? Hill, was the sacrifice successful?" Lucius' face was as calm as water, and no clue could be seen.

Hill looked at him suspiciously for a long time, but in the end he couldn't find anything on his face. He also knew that what Lucius said was correct, and the most important thing to be sure now was not whether the other party saw what he thought of. but to determine whether their second sacrifice was really a success.Thinking of this, he sank his mind and let his magic power circulate in his body, but was surprised to find that his magic power had increased a lot after this sacrifice, and his body did not feel weak at all.

"Perhaps it was successful?" Hill said uncertainly.He used his magic wand to conjure a mirror in front of him, and sure enough, his appearance had returned to its original appearance.

Nodded, "That's good." Lucius said with an indifferent gesture.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Malfoy," Hill stood up, bowed and gave a salute, regardless of whether the other party was a person who should be kept at a distance in his heart, but he already knew clearly that after this sacrifice, he owed Received a considerable favor from Lucius. "Then, I think I should go back to Hogwarts first."

Nodding his head, Lucius irresistibly stepped aside the path leading to the fireplace, and watched the boy leave Malfoy Manor.After Hill's back disappeared, he lowered his head thoughtfully.If what he saw had really happened, then Hill must have discovered that he was the owner of the notebook, and once the notebook was exposed, he would definitely be the first to suspect him.

However, this is only secondary, and more importantly, he seems to have seen the figure of the Dark Lord in Hill's memory!Although it was only a short clip, he, who was once the number one underling of the Dark Lord, would never be mistaken. The person behind Quirrell was the Duke he had served for!

It turned out that he really didn't die!The impact of this news on Lucius was too great, he couldn't help but attach his right hand to his left arm, and he seemed to be able to clearly feel that the Dark Mark seemed to be hot through his clothes, and an inexplicable coolness came from The bottom of my heart spread.

Severus must have known about this, but he didn't tell himself the slightest bit of information!Lucius secretly complained about his friend in his heart, but he also knew that on the issue of the Dark Lord, although both of them were Death Eaters, their positions were still subtly different.He joined the Death Eaters for the same ideals of the Dark Lord as Malfoy, and Severus...

Lightly tapping on the top of the snake-headed cane, for some reason, Lucius thought of Hill inexplicably.If this young man still has pure ideals, will his position really not change?Just like Severus back then...

Not knowing that Lucius would think about his own affairs, Hill had already walked out of the fireplace of his own dean.

"So, has the little problem of Mr. Stoke's bright colors been solved?" Professor Snape didn't seem to be surprised by his sudden appearance at all, and asked after taking a few casual glances as usual.

"Yes, Professor." Hill nodded.

"Then," Snape raised his chin slightly, and pointed to his assistant's table, on which there were two large buckets of potion ingredients, "go and finish what you should do."

"..." Hill never expected that the first thing he would do after returning to Hogwarts would be labor service, but he also knew that he had no position to refute Professor Snape.So after 1 minute, Hill put on his gloves and stood on the material processing table to work as usual.

However, they hadn't spent 5 minutes in peace before the door of the potion office was broken into.

"Severus, I think you should let me see Sto..." The moment the door opened, the intruder walked in with anxious anger, and said something in harsh words, but The moment he saw Hill, he stopped abruptly.

"Professor McGonagall..." Hill looked away from the disgusting animal bile, looked at such Professor McGonagall and asked suspiciously.

"I think you've met Mr. Stooke." Snape purposely prolonged his voice when he read Hill's name to show his intention.Sure enough, when he heard it, Professor McGonagall's face became much uglier.

"Then, Mr. Stoke, please pay attention to your body. I don't want Hogwarts to make any mistakes again during the period when Headmaster Dumbledore is away." Without turning back, he turned and left.

After her figure disappeared, Professor Snape said without raising his head, expressionless: "Then, Mr. Stoke can go back to the dormitory on his own." In this way, the eviction order was issued.

There was a bit of surprise on Hill's face. Could it be that Professor Snape only left him as a labor service so that Professor McGonagall could see him?But this idea was suppressed by him after only turning around in his mind, because at this moment the dean said another sentence.

"If you haven't finished today, remember to continue tomorrow on time."

The first thing Hill did when he returned to the dormitory was to quickly send a letter to Stuart.In the letter, he briefly described his situation, then tied it to John's leg and watched him fly out of the common room.

"So, your affairs are all settled?" Draco who was next to him asked after he had finished.Although there was obvious curiosity on his face, Slytherin's reservedness and Malfoy's family training made him not ask much.

"Yes, thank you, Draco." Hill sincerely thanked Xiaolong. If there was no letter from him, maybe even if he died in Stoke Manor, he would not take the initiative to ask Lucius for help.

Sure enough, Xiaolong blushed again.He pursed his lips and looked away, "It's not a big deal for Malfoy."

Hill smiled and looked at the platinum-blond boy in front of him. He had almost no similarities with his father except for his appearance and some evil little thoughts. He could see all the care and worry in his silver-gray eyes. . "I know, but thank you anyway." He bent down involuntarily, and gently hugged the teenager beside him.

Draco's eyes widened, only to feel that his body was completely stiff.His face was so red that it couldn't be redder, his whole body was steaming, and he felt that he was about to evaporate for a moment.It wasn't until Hill left his body that he began to breathe again.

"Then, see you tomorrow, Draco." As if he didn't see the platinum-blond boy who was already flushed, Hill waved his hand as usual, turned and walked to his bedroom.It's just that the moment he turned his head, there was a funny expression on his face.

Perhaps at this time, only Draco can bring a little relief to his heavy heart...

Summer has come, and nearly a month has passed since Hermione was petrified.Hill also went to the medical wing to see her. The petrified appearance was really scary, her eyes widened in horror, as if she had seen something terrible.He stroked Hermione's stiff hair, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Even if he knew what was about to happen, there was still nothing he could do.Now he can only improve his perception as much as possible, trying to discover something from his dreams every night.But what troubled him was that Lucius always appeared in his recent dreams.