[HP] Shh, it's a secret

On an unknown river beach an hour ago, Harry.Potter woke up from the dream.He turned his head to see Ron and Hermione sleeping face to face in the two sleeping bags next to him, their hands still outside.Harry guessed they might have fallen asleep holding hands, and the thought made him feel strangely lonely.He shook his head and crawled out of his sleeping bag, wrapped a coat casually and walked out of the tent.

Since the last time someone stole Dumbledore's wand, they left the Forest of Dean and randomly Apparated here.Now he was walking aimlessly on the rocky beach, thinking about what happened these days, and finally sat down on a big rock.The wind was so strong that it hurt my face.

Harry was desperate and a little angry with himself or with Dumbledore.You see, Dumbledore didn't tell him anything - no hint, no target, just let him come out to find the Horcrux, and he himself, so self-righteous, let his two friends fall into such an embarrassing situation .They've found nothing these days and lost Dumbledore's wand, well, at least they've all saved their lives if that counts.

And Draco.Malfoy.

Harry took the magic coin out of his pocket, as he always did these days, sometimes several times a day.But no message ever appeared on it, and sometimes Harry wondered if something had happened to Malfoy, been discovered or... Whenever this happened he would take out the Marauder's Map and light it up with his wand Take a closer look.

Neville, Ginny, Luna... the black dots that represent them all appear in the castle well, which is great.And he'll be using it to find Draco for a long time to come.Malfoy, stare at that black dot again.

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione sat beside him wrapped in a blanket.

"Oh, good... Can't sleep and come out and sit for a while." Harry turned his back and folded the Marauder's Map and put it back in his pocket, but he forgot to hide the magic coin as well.

"You took it out again?" Ron said in a bad tone. He had been trying to convince Harry that Malfoy had ulterior motives for helping them, "It still doesn't work, does it? I think you'd better throw it away, just in case The day Malfoy puts a Tracking Curse on it we're all doomed."

"He's saved us at least three times, Ron," said Hermione pertinently.

"But it doesn't work now, does it?" said Ron. "I bet Malfoy will never help us again, maybe he's regretting what he did."

"It may also be that he thinks that we are not in danger now. In fact, we are safe and sound this month." Hermione said, "Any form of information transmission has risks. The more you transmit, the greater the chance of exposure. Malfoy is not a fool .”

"So you mean I'm an idiot?" Ron glared at Hermione.

"At least you don't get as good as him in every test," said Hermione.

Ron opened his mouth and looked like he was going crazy, but he had no way to refute, so he sat down on the rock and turned his head to look at the dark river. "What do we do next, Harry? Any plans?" Ron asked after a long while.Hearing this, Hermione also turned her attention to Harry, and it was obvious that this was a common problem between her and Ron.

"I..." Harry licked his lips and squeezed the coin tightly, "I think I should go to Malfoy Manor."

There was a brief silence, and Ron and Hermione jumped up at the same time——

"What?! Malfoy Manor? Are you crazy, Harry? That's ... the lair of the mysterious man!"

"No, no Harry, you can't do that!"

"The remaining two Horcruxes are there," said Harry flatly. "I saw it, and he asked Bellatrix Lestledge to bring him something that I believe It's the Horcrux, and the big snake, the last two."

"Oh...then... oh..." Ron sat back on the rock.

Hermione was also in a daze, shaking her head and looking pale. "So... so you let him into your mind again, Harry? Dumbledore asked you to close your mind." She reminded softly.

"It's not him but me. I got into his mind." Harry smiled wryly, his heart was at a loss, he was never a master of Legilimency.

"That's why you're looking for Malfoy?" Ron suddenly came to his senses, "Right? Because he's the owner of Malfoy Manor now! If...if with his help..."

"No! No!" Harry retorted loudly, "I didn't think about it that way, I don't want to let others take risks for me anymore. Malfoy already thought that he was punished for the crown..."

"You said the mysterious man knew that it was Malfoy who took the crown..." Ron's eyes widened in horror. "He's still alive? Is he still alive? On the Marauder's Map... isn't it?"

"Are you peeking at me?" Harry growled suddenly.

Ron was taken aback, but lost his temper when he realized he had been yelled at by his best friend.

"I'm peeping at you?" he repeated aloud, blushing the exact color of his hair. "You say I'm peeping at you? You're peeking at Draco. Malfoy, right? Whenever you have time Take out the map, I thought you were looking for my sister... It's not last year, why are you staring at Malfoy so much? Or are you really foolish when you think Hermione and I are?"

Harry clenched his fists and glared at Ron viciously, suddenly wanting to shut him up.

"Stop arguing you two!" Hermione rushed between the two of them, dragging Harry aside, because Harry looked like he was going to jump up and punch someone at any moment.

"What, nothing to say?"

"Shut up Ron!" Hermione snapped, before turning to Harry, "And you, Harry, what's the matter with you two today? We're talking about Horcruxes, aren't we? Gotta find a way to get into Malfoy Is it in the manor?"

"Hermione, are you crazy too?" Ron yelled.

"Only the last two, Ron," said Hermione calmly, "just one step away."

"But that's Malfoy Manor!" Ron yelled.

"I can go to Hogsmeade first, the Death Eaters are there," said Harry, "let them catch me and they'll send me there, that's Voldemort's order, he wants to finish me off himself. "

"No!" Hermione vetoed without hesitation, "You will kill Harry, and even you will be killed before you even saw the hair of the Horcrux. And we, Ron and I will not let Harry die." You're on your own adventure, aren't you Ron?"

"Yeah, yeah," Ron muttered.

"But..." Harry hesitated.

"No but, the three of us have to go together." Hermione nodded affirmatively and drew out her wand, "But we need help. One thing Ron was right, Draco. Malfoy is now the master of Malfoy Manor. "

"No, Hermione, you can't..." Harry stopped short when he realized what Hermione was going to do, but it was too late.The magic coin flew out of his hand and landed in Hermione's hand, and he had to watch helplessly as Hermione put her wand on the coin.

1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes passed, nothing changed.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief but felt an indescribable disappointment, and then Ron's words made his emotions go out of control again.

"Look, I'm right, Malfoy won't help anymore. Are you still expecting him to help us sneak into his own house in Malfoy Manor?" Ron said, "You said you stared at him all night and all night What's the use of him? Harry, Malfoy doesn't care about your life or death, maybe he wished you were dead, then no one will know that he helped you behind the back of You-Know-Who."

But at this moment, Hermione's pearl bag automatically made a sound, as if something was about to jump out of it.Hermione threw the packet to the ground decisively, and all three wands were aimed at it at the same time.Slowly, the edge of an ornate picture frame was revealed.

"Damn you, how dare you throw my portrait on the dirty ground, pick it up! Are you trying to destroy a great work of art? I say pick it up, right now!"

"Phineas. Nigellus?" Hermione said suspiciously, and almost immediately she was sure, and she lunged forward to stuff it back into the pouch but Harry stopped her.

"Wait for Hermione, wait. Maybe Malfoy asked him to come, he has been in Dumbledore's office these two days." Harry said, suddenly he felt that Hermione's expression was not right, so he He added, "Just him, and maybe Dumbledore, whose portrait hangs there."

"How dare you say you're not peeping at him," Ron whispered.Harry neither refuted nor responded, his attention was entirely on Phineas' drawing.

"Close your eyes!" Hermione withdrew her wand when the spell hit the portrait accurately, "It's also possible that he was sent by Snape to find out the news. Now, Professor Black, can you tell us who sent you here Is it?"

Phineas complained about losing his eyesight and said, "Who? Who? I just want to be in this painting of mine. What right do you have to take my portrait from Blake's old house?" Take it? Now I'm leaving, you rude Gryffindors!" He fumbled around the edge of the frame.

Harry had an idea: "Phineas...I mean Professor Black, Malfoy, Draco. Malfoy has been in the headmaster's office lately, you know why he..."

"You mean my distant junior? He was imprisoned by the principal." Finally, Phineas groped his way to the exit, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Disappointed, Hermione stuffed the portrait back into the pearl bag and patted Harry on the shoulder.Ron pouted and wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head and didn't speak.As for Harry, he took back the magic coin from Hermione and sat back on the stone, heaving a sigh of relief in a position where Hermione and Ron could not see, and the Marauder's Map in his pocket marked Draco.Malfoy's little black spot was standing in Dumbledore's office right now.

……

"How about Phineas?" Dumbledore asked.

"They're running around alive," said Phineas. "What a bunch of impolite brats, they dared to throw my picture on the ground!"

"It seems that someone just bumped into it accidentally, what do you think Draco?"

"Maybe." Draco scowled, even in his dressing gown, damn Potter.

The door of the office opened suddenly, and there was only one person who could come in at this time.