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It was already the next morning when I saw Dumbledore again.
Loren, Hermione and other fourth-year classmates stood together in the crowded foyer, waiting for the carriage to take them to Hogsmeade station. Suitcases were neatly lined up next to them, and owls of various colors stood languidly in cages on the boxes. In this weather, they should be sleeping in shacks.
It is another beautiful and pleasant summer day. The little wizards can predict that when they return to their respective homes, it will be very hot there. There are lush foliage in the yard and streets, and colorful flowers are blooming in the flower beds... …
Standing on the steps at the entrance of the castle, looking out at the open space, the green vegetable patches and lush lawns look increasingly green under the sunlight, and the scars of the Whomping Willow have become much more pleasing to the eye. Farther away is The tall beech trees at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and a few unnamed wild flowers occasionally break into sight, making this picture a little brighter.
After Dumbledore's warning last night, the little wizards all remembered the scary stories about Voldemort they had heard from everywhere, and shared them with their friends.
"The old lady who lives next door to me said that the mysterious man hates wizards with impure blood the most. He will sneak into the house at midnight and brutally kill everyone in that family, even the dogs. When Luo arrived, he could only see corpses everywhere!" A young wizard living in the Devon wizarding community said mysteriously. The young wizard next to him who was born as a Muggle was frightened and quickly asked for details.
"How does he know if this family is pure blood?"
"I don't know, those old people said so, maybe it is some kind of magic to detect blood, just like spying Mirror, it will make a sound when it encounters a wizard with impure blood. "What can we do? Can't the Auror of the Ministry of Magic catch him before he commits suicide?" said with a sigh.
"Aurors can't resist the mysterious man. Only Dumbledore can deal with him, but Dumbledore can't find him." Ernie MacMillan of Hufflepuff looked at him with pity, "Bless yourself. Maybe the mysterious man will find trouble with others first."
The Slytherin team is much calmer. After all, their college has the largest number of pure-blood wizards, not to mention that many of their fathers or uncles are foodies themselves. Dead Apostles, regardless of whether the news of Voldemort's return is true or false, it will not affect their happy vacation.
Loren was standing next to them, so he could hear some scattered discussions, such as the two sons of Death Eaters who were talking.
"Draco, do you have any news?" Theodore Nott asked softly.
"No, I didn't have time to write home, I plan to go back and ask." Draco said briefly.
"I don't know if the Dark Lord has made a comeback, but some people have already received the news, such as Principal Karkaroff who escaped in a hurry, Crabbe who acted strangely two years ago..." Theodore Nott said in a tone of voice Indifferently, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
"Oh?" A slightly sarcastic smile appeared on Draco's lips, "Then is your father one of them, Theodore... Nott?"
Nod Te seemed not to hear the irony in his words, and chuckled: "Do you think the return of the Dark Lord is a good thing for the Nott family?"
Draco's eyes moved, his face expressionless. She looked at him expressively: "Who knows?"
"..."
Realizing that this man was wary, Nott did not hesitate to pester him. He shrugged his shoulders and walked away to talk to other students related to Death Eaters. Loren took a curious look and realized that this man had different ideas from other pure-blood wizards. Although he was also a pure-blood supremacist, he did not pursue Voldemort, and his attitude even revealed a hint of rejection.
"It's true, right? The famous Dark Lord has returned to his physical body and is preparing to dominate the magical world again." The expressionless Draco came closer, lips He asked in a low voice without turning it much.
Loren also moved slightly to the side and nodded slightly: "After Voldemort's resurrection ceremony was successful, he immediately summoned the Death Eaters through the Mark of the Dark One, and your father was among them."
< br>"..." Draco fell into a deep silence and didn't speak for a long time.
Loren teased carelessly, reached out and touched the dolphin pendant around his neck, took out a copper nut and handed it over: "Don't worry too much, think on the bright side, Draco, your father's main concern is In charge of civilian work, at least that person will not let him lead people to attack the Ministry of Magic."
"Is this part of your unique way of comfort?"
Draco complained. , took it and looked through it, and found that the style of the copper coins was completely different from the ones exchanged at Gringotts. The side that should have been engraved with the head of the Goblin King was smooth and blank, with only a line of small words on the top - "Written to De Draco Malfoy: "
Similar paragraphs usually appear on the letter header, so this side is used when receiving letters, and the other side...
Draco turned it over to look at the copper coin. On the other side, he saw 26 letters evenly arranged along the edge. He raised his head and asked: "Alchemy items for communication? Did you make them? How to use them?"
As expected of Malfoy, who often frequents the Black Magic Items Shop in Borgin and Bock, he is really well-informed. Loren introduced with a smile: "The gadgets I made last semester were perfected again last night. I spelled them well." Inject a touch of magic after the name, enter the message you want to convey, and then inject a touch of magic... I will only give you one during special times, and you will not be charged for it."
Draco couldn't help but regard the workmanship as rough. He flipped the copper coins back and forth, and then took a deep look at the wizard of the same age in front of him, his inner admiration unspoken.
Most wizards in the world rely on owls for communication, but the magic world is not without remote instant communication. Alchemy items, but most of them are made of precious materials and ancient alchemy, with complicated processes and high prices. , only a very small number of people with noble status and rich family assets own one or two pieces.
The copper coin in his hand is obviously crudely made and low-cost. If it can be mass-produced and promoted around the world, it will replace the owl in a few years... It is completely foreseeable that his wealth will exceed that of many pure-blood families. A century of accumulation!
Putting aside his wandering thoughts, Draco quickly typed Loren Morgan's name on the tiny copper keyboard, pressed a few letters at random and sent it, and then stared at him with burning eyes.
"If you send too many spam messages, you will be blacklisted by me..." Loren took out another copper nut from the pendant and explained it while showing it to him, "There are also restrictions on the scope of the transmission. It is best to be in Britain." Within the territory, some powerful defensive magic and confined spaces will also affect the transmission of messages..."
Draco thought for a while and couldn't help but say something more: "Is there only Copper Nat? Why not use Gold Plus? Long's production, if it doesn't work, Yinxico can do it..."
"It would be nice to have Copper Nat, and you chose..." Loren turned around and left before he could finish speaking, with a look of disgust on his face. .
(End of this chapter)