HP's return to innocence

However, Drake soon realized that in a short period of time, eavesdropping would not yield any useful information.

Because, Grindelwald was talking about a dessert shop in Germany where "the Black Forest cakes are fantastic."When Jinbei opened his mouth, he said it was a French restaurant, "the steaks there are so delicious that you can swallow your own tongue together."As for Dumbledore, he regretted not being able to get the cockroach pile out of his headmaster's office.

These three guys are like foodie judges from some Muggle food show on Polyjuice Potion.

However, Drake also knew that under the seemingly boring topic, there was an undercurrent of turmoil between the three of them—Lucius, who had obviously lost his combat effectiveness, occupied a corner in space, but in fact he was at most just an individual Qualitative roles——In terms of numbers, the relationship between the three is two to one, and Jinbei is at a disadvantage. However, Dumbledore may have been seriously injured, and no matter how powerful Grindelwald is, the age factor cannot be ignored, and this Decades of captivity in Nurmengard had by no means been without damage to his body.

At the same time, Dumbledore and Grindelwald can fight unscrupulously in this empty tower, and the gold cup has to worry about Lucius.Even if Dumbledore would not attack a seriously injured person who is unable to resist, Grindelwald would not be such a knight.

They're all waiting while they're talking nonsense, waiting for an opportunity to change the delicate balance.

Drake, who was peeking at all this from afar, could only shrink himself tighter in the corner and wait with them—thankfully, the little scorpion was still soundly asleep.

About 10 minutes later, the opportunity came.

There was an undisguised rush of footsteps, and the young savior appeared on the tower: "Principal Dumbledore!" At this moment, the students were either in the dormitory, or should be protected by the professors in the auditorium, and Merlin knew that Potter How did you get out.

Potter's response was a red spell. If it wasn't for Dumbledore's another spell that missed the sudden attack, Potter would probably be the first victim on the tower because of the explosion of his head. By.But he was just a stone blasted by the spell, scratching his cheek.

Even though Draco had been paying attention to those three people, he still lost track of them in a short time, and could only see spells of various colors flying around, and sometimes he couldn't even see those spells, some vague colors Blocks or large patches of shadow obscure some areas.

And his father was still leaning against the cold wall, sitting in the corner, and Drake could understand why Jinbei didn't rescue him.He should have witnessed Grindelwald's summoning of the platinum nobles, who knows what other tricks he did to him?It's even more dangerous when two people are together.

Drake also understood this, so he bit his lips tightly, and even tasted his own blood.Then quietly approached someone - Harry Potter.Since there are hostages on one side, it is only fair that there are hostages on the other side, isn't it?

However, Drake's plan was not as successful as he had imagined. Almost at the same time as he shot a stun spell at the back of the savior, the other party jumped away and returned a weapon to kill you—the savior's specialty!

Draco dodged, the curse almost brushing his shoulder.

"Looks like I forgot your Marauder's Map." Draco took off the hood of his Invisibility Cloak and unbuttoned it, revealing himself.

"I thought you were getting better, Malfoy."

"I hate your tone, Potter."

"Are you sure you want to fight me with a baby?"

"Are you sure you're going to attack a father holding a baby?"

"You attacked me first!"

"My father was kidnapped, you saw it, I had to save him."

"Your father was a villain and a jerk..."

"You mean, I should watch him die?"

Harry pursed his lips; "Come to the side of justice, defeat Voldemort, and then everything will be fine, Draco."

"Are you sure? Potter?" Draco asked back, smiling sadly and softly. At that moment, Harry was almost sure that he was also one of the people who dreamed about the past, maybe it was just earlier than him and Ron, so he changed all that.And that all makes sense, doesn't it?

"I'm sure everything will be fine."

"What gave you such confidence? Your arrogance almost overwhelmed me, Harry Potter."

The voice was still soft, but Harry could clearly hear the suppressed hissing, obviously Draco was angry.

"The situation is completely different now, Draco, not only me, but also you, and others, how can we make everything better."

"Harry!" It was Dumbledore who was warning - although Draco and Harry made little noise, it was still very conspicuous for the two of them standing here, but he was still one step too late, and Potter was hit by the spell , fell heavily to the ground.

Diadem came out from behind him, through the door of the tower.

Draco stepped on Harry's wand, no doubt breaking it in two at his feet, and the diadem lifted Harry by the collar and lifted him from the ground.Dumbledore wanted to rush over, but as Draco thought just now, after the fight, the two-on-one ex-demon king and the leader of the white wizard did not have much advantage. Dumbledore's distraction meant that Grindel Wo has to bear more pressure.

For a moment he was even at a disadvantage, until he aimed at Lucius.Taking advantage of the gap between the few people fighting just now, the platinum noble had already hid in a relatively safe corner, but it was useless. The damn summoning spell engraved on his flesh made him appear in front of Grindelwald...

Pointing at Harry with his wand, Draco was about to say something threatening, but the sound of the wind behind him gave him a bad premonition, he tightly protected the little scorpion, jumped to the side, and then he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder .When he fell to the ground, he saw Dumbledore's phoenix attacking the diadem, and Harry fell to the ground, still unconscious, protected by one of Dumbledore's body armor.

Drake stood up, blood with an inhuman silver glow was left on his left shoulder, and the crown was still fighting the Phoenix.

"You better stand where you are, Draco."

"But I don't think so..." Draco looked behind Dumbledore and smiled smugly.Normally, Dumbledore should go back and see what happened, however, if the leader of the White Wizard is so easy to fool, he is not the leader of the White Wizard...

Dumbledore didn't look back at all, and didn't even hesitate for a moment, a spell had already been shot at Draco.All Draco could do was use the fastest speed to let himself fall to the ground to avoid the attack, which also meant that his injured shoulder had suffered another heavy blow, and Draco even heard the sound of his own bones breaking.

The little scorpion opened his eyes a little uncomfortable, and burst into tears naturally.Draco smiled bitterly, and looked at his father. Just now Lucius threw his own blood into Grindelwald's eyes, but this did not give him a chance to successfully escape. On the contrary, he is now dripping with blood Falling to the ground, Draco didn't even know if his father was still alive.

However, Jin Bei finally lost his restraint, and fought with Grindelwald furiously.

And if Dumbledore is left free, then they are really sure to die.

Dumbledore knocked Drake's wand into the air, and Drake wanted to retrieve it, but obviously he was injured more seriously than he thought, just by moving, the broken bone in his shoulder collided in his muscles, and then Tear the wound bigger and the blood flow more.His eyes turned black, his hands and feet were cold, and he slowly began to lose control. Draco worried that it would not be long before he could even hold his crying son.

Just when Draco thought it was really over, the crown surprised him.Originally, he was evenly matched with Phoenix, but when Phoenix Feather swooped down, a spell bound the beast's claws. He raised his head to avoid Dumbledore's spell, and then threw Phoenix out.

The phoenix crashed into the wall, and the green light tied to its claws suddenly exploded. With the phoenix's scream, it was bundled into a red hair ball.It "rolled" on the ground, struggled, and neighed, but this only made it look more miserable.

Dumbledore frowned, the curse of the crown was coming towards him...

Draco couldn't help laughing as he lay on the ground, cursing the crowned bastard in his heart.

Although he always knew that guy was Voldemort, the low IQ of Diadem on certain issues when we first met made Draco always ignore that he was a character who could compete with Dumbledore at least in terms of magic power and magical attainments .And after the crown, he always behaved similarly to Drake, and sometimes, Drake would be distracted to protect him.

If he gets through all this safely, Draco must torture this guy well, of course, the kind that is full of love.

Harry woke up vaguely, his head aching so badly that his brain hadn't started working properly yet.He felt that his lips were a little wet, and there was a sweet taste rushing into his nostrils. He couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.The unknown liquid was as delicious as it smelled.

"Unicorn blood, how does it taste?" To be more accurate, it is the blood of Draco Half-Unicorn Malfoy, but Draco has tested it. Although its efficacy is not as powerful as those of the distant relatives with four hooves, it is still It works fast and is strong enough.Almost as soon as Drake finished speaking, Harry screamed unbearably. There seemed to be countless blades in his stomach!

"Cry, little bird, you don't want Dumbledore's golden boy to rot and die, do you?" Drake grabbed the bundled phoenix and pressed its head on his injured shoulder.The madness of struggling before even pecked his wound deeper with his mouth, but Draco didn't care.

When Harry began to vomit black gore and flesh, the phoenix finally relented, and its tears fell on Draco's shoulders, healing his wounds.