HP's return to innocence

They got together a few more times after that, and it wasn't just Draco and Harry anymore, but it wasn't four either.

Because Drake feels that if he goes to the savior alone every time, even Blaise and Pansy may feel unhappy, feel that they are not trusted, or feel that Drake is more trusting and close to Ge levando.Therefore, Drake first took Blaise to a party - although Blaise also has habitual arrogance, but he is a "fraternity", at least he is better at acting than Pansy.

The talk of the new meeting is about the three-headed dog and the resurrection stone under the trapdoor.Of course, no one thinks that there are still people in Hogwarts who go back to snatch the Sorcerer's Stone. They didn't expect to be the protectors of the Sorcerer's Stone, but they were simply talking about the three-headed dog out of curiosity. And the resurrection stone.

In fact, it was not so much a discussion as it was two pure-blooded little nobles answering their questions.For example, most of the three-headed dogs in the wizarding world actually have the same preferences and weaknesses as Cerberus in Greek mythology-like eating sweets and falling asleep when they hear music.

And Hermione seems to be more interested in the Philosopher's Stone—it's not that this little girl also wants to live forever, she's just curious about what principle is the basis of this top product of alchemy, and what process did it appear through? .

So, Harry and Neville could only look at two Slytherins and one Ravenclaw. They were clearly speaking English, and they could understand each word separately, but they couldn't understand it even in sentences. If you don't understand, watch them write messy ghost symbols on the parchment.Until I couldn't bear to lean against the chair to sleep...

Of course, a few 11-year-old children, even if there is a fake child inside, can't research anything, otherwise the Philosopher's Stone would have been flying all over the sky.

"You tell them this every time?" Although Hermione could only get some basic alchemy books, even ordinary third and fourth graders might not be able to answer such difficult questions. Fortunately, Zabi Ni was originally a person who had a small interest in alchemy, so she could keep up with her thoughts and topics.

"Not every time, not enough. That's why I brought you here. At least one person can share the burden." Draco shrugged.

"It's unimaginable, she was born as an asshole. How did she learn so quickly in a few months? Even Ravenclaw, few people can reach her level."

"You look like you've been hit."

"I have to admit, I was really blown away, where I thought I was the best — at least compared to my peers."

"Have you taken a fancy to Granger?" Draco raised his eyebrows. Although Blaise did have a brief interest in Granger after the dance in the [-] Tournament in the fifth grade, he soon gave up.After all, Hermione is a Gryffindor, and she is also a member of the golden trio, Blaise is flirtatious, but she is definitely not a mentally handicapped pervert.

"That girl is still a beauty if she dresses up."

"..."

"However, she is not a noble lady who is used to 'playing', a stubborn girl from Ravenclaw...Forget it, she should be the wife of a good family, not the lover of a playboy."

"Brace, in fact, you are a good person when you say these words." Actually, Draco was very curious, as an 11-year-old boy, what's the use of Brace pursuing those girls?But when he recalled Zabini's nights out in the second grade, Draco thought it was possible that some people were born with some kind of...

"Thank you for the compliment." Although he knew that his friend was just teasing, Zabini accepted the compliment with a face full of pride, but what puzzled him was why was the way Drake looked at him so weird? ——That is the innate jealousy of a male towards another male~

The class went on one by one, and the time passed day by day. On this night, Drake's improved version of the enhancer was completed. Instead of using salamander blood, dragon blood was used as the main raw material.

Drake dipped a clean ceramic stirring rod into the completed liquid medicine, dropped a drop on the tip of his tongue, and swallowed it. Afterwards, he frowned: "This thing did succeed, but you Don't you think it's a little too strong?"

It's like the strongest wine, even just a little bit, is enough to make that hot feeling spread to the whole body, the difference is that it's not only his blood and nerves that are burning and churning, but also his body. magic.

"The Squib can use the three Unforgivable Curses after drinking it. If it is a normal wizard, I doubt it will explode due to overactive magic power, or even become a Squib."

"So, you have the formula for it, but if you don't know how to make a thinner, it's useless." Crown stood aside with arms folded, and I have to say that the little bastard of the Malfoy family is the best student, whether it is the Dark Lord , potion making, or difficult to understand ancient runes, he can master them in the shortest possible time, and the insights he put forward in some aspects are very good.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was a first year at Hogwarts, Crown would almost have thought he drank the shrinking potion.

"An unexpected diluent." Drake picked up another bottle of potion next to him, mixed in about 20ml of the improved enhancer, picked up another stirring rod, and dripped a drop on the tip of his tongue again .

This time he could also feel that the magic power was enhanced, but that feeling was very gentle and comfortable, not the hot feeling just now...

"Five to seven times the effect of ordinary enhancers." This means that it is very likely that a simple levitation spell can throw people into the sky.Drake looked at the diadem. Voldemort, who was in his thirties, had already mastered this potion, but since then, no Death Eater has ever known how to prepare this potion, and no one has even heard of it being used.

It is a miracle that a monarch who is selfish to this extent does not fail.

"It's very suitable for use in battle." Crown didn't pay attention to Drake's expression, but floated over with a proud face, looking at the bottle of enhancer.

"You think it's suitable?" Draco looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Of course, don't you think so?"

"I have the same opinion as you." Draco nodded, feeling that this guy wasn't completely hopeless. When he was packing up his things, looking at the little dragon's blood left, Draco was thinking about Voldemort's resurrection.

The bone of the father, the blood of the enemy, the flesh of the servant - blood, negative emotions, and positive emotions (loyalty? Fear? In short, for Voldemort, it was the only positive emotion he could find).

In fact, only the blood relationship is used to reinhabit the body, and the blood of the enemy and the flesh of the servant are used to stabilize and bind the soul.At that time, the main soul probably realized subconsciously that his soul was not stable - he could create a Horcrux by killing anyone, but the fragmented soul and the pursuit of eternal life made him completely irrational I don't even know how to calm down and think about what kind of predicament I got into.

However, Crown... controlling him with a contract can create a Dark Lord who is safe for Malfoy, but definitely not a wise Dark Lord. If he is still crazy, even a superficially wise one may not be able to do it.One moment he was still irritable and crazy, and the next moment he became humble and polite because of the contract-this kind of capriciousness is even more frightening.

Even being extra friendly to the Malfoy family would make the Malfoy family isolated.

Draco thought about this holiday, and had a good discussion with his father about how to support the two demon kings and what kind of bodies to create for them.

"What are you thinking?" A suddenly enlarged face startled Draco.

"I was thinking, what kind of body will be made for you, what do you think of Dobby?"

"I'd rather choose a snake for my body than a pixie."

"..." Did the main soul fulfill his wish in the end?Draco glanced at him. As a Malfoy, it was difficult to understand where Voldemort cultivated his aesthetics, but Dumbledore's aesthetics were not very good. As for the first generation of Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald, To be able to like Dumbledore, there seems to be a problem with his aesthetics.

So Draco was embarrassed for a moment. Doesn't matter whether it is the Dark Lord or the leader of the White Wizard, in short, if you want to be a leader, you must have a bad aesthetic?Then Malfoy should always hide behind the scenes...

The next morning, Drake mail-ordered a copy of the enhancer and the formula to Lucius. Although it is not the time to desperately, the sooner this kind of thing is stored, the better.

There was flying class today, and Draco hadn't been interested in Quidditch for a long time. When he was in flying class, he just floated low to collect his thoughts, but today he flew a little higher.He was looking for the room where the Philosopher's Stone might be hidden, or guessing the approximate location of that room. Of course, he didn't want to fly in directly to get the Philosopher's Stone. He was just thinking about where the main soul would fly out of the castle.

At this time, Draco suddenly heard a girl screaming: "It's on fire!"

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and found that it seemed to be Hagrid's hut that was on fire?A few Gryffindors immediately flew in that direction, but Draco had a vague premonition—a dragon!

He'd almost forgotten about "Hagrid's baby," but the dragon was probably the size of a pony by now?

"Land! Land!" Draco yelled at everyone as he steered the broom and flew past the Slytherins.

Then, even though it was far away, he could clearly hear a bang explosion, followed by a somewhat sharp but ferocious roar of a dragon...