Popular Web NovelsChapter 561 The train arrives at the stationChapter 561 The train arrives
Draco stared blankly at the suddenly stern eyes. The edges of the dark and deep pupils were glowing with a light blue, which was somewhat similar to the gloomy sky outside. It was gray. It was hard to see clearly, and he couldn't understand. The action he was originally proud of did not win praise, but received severe rebuke.
Draco suppressed the proud smile on his face, pursed his lips and said: "I thought..."
"What did you think?"
Loren asked softly, his voice It was mixed with the coldness of autumn rain, "You don't know who Stork Podmore is, you don't know what he was assigned to do, you don't know what role your father plays in this, so you Self-assertive, self-righteous and reckless actions, even feeling good about yourself? "
Draco's face looked a little ugly. He held his breath and made a weak defense: "I...I just want to do something useful."
"You think too simply..."
Listening to his slightly childish words, Loren sighed silently, and explained quietly, "You don't know what Stork Podmore is going to do and what impact it will have, so you jumped out stupidly. Interrupting the process will have no effect except putting you and your father into a dangerous situation. If one Stoggy Podmore escapes, they can use the Imperius Curse to control the next Stoggy Podmore. Stoggy Podmore "Podris, or someone else..."
"Dangerous situation, me and my father?" Draco's voice was thin, like the trembling rain.
Loren nodded: "No matter what Podmore's mission is, it is your father Lucius Malfoy's responsibility. Use your troll brain to think carefully. If he escapes, Who will Voldemort blame? "
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" Draco's heart sank a little bit, his face gradually turned pale, and he murmured in a panic, "I must inform him as soon as possible, I have to write him a letter..."
"What's the use of writing a letter now to cause trouble for your father?" Loren glanced at him, and the complicated and confusing thoughts in his mind gradually cleared up, and he calmed down completely, "The matter is over here. Just pretend that Podmore is determined and breaks free from the control of the Imperius Curse on his own... While Voldemort is still dormant, he still has to rely on your family's wealth to prevent him from torturing him with the Cruciatus Curse, at most a few curses." br>
"Then...should I tell him this?" Draco asked softly.
Loren raised his eyebrows: "Voldemort is a master of Legilimency. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Draco shook his head quickly, because he used too much force and combed his hair with gel. The oily and slippery hair no longer clings to the scalp.
"Not only can't you tell your parents, but you can't go back during the Christmas vacation. It's best not to appear in front of Voldemort, so as not to get into trouble."
"I understand..." Draco lowered his eyes, He responded in a low voice, "My father won't let me go back either. I'll stay in school during the Christmas break. It's best not to stay at home during the summer vacation."
"Just be your Slytherin prefect. If there's anything else Don't worry, I'll talk to Principal Dumbledore tonight."
"…"
Loren returned to the box, the rich sweet smell of the magic candies causing his saliva to secrete.
The food trolley had already arrived, and the snacks on the table were piled up in a mountain. Harry and Ginny had finished eating the multi-flavor beans and were busy exchanging chocolate frog cards. Crookshanks and a few owls got pumpkin fillings. Cake, lower your head silently and eat.
Since he had collected the entire set of cards, Ron's face was too arrogant and he was excluded by his best friend and sister. He was refused to participate in the discussion and could only talk about the four colleges with Luna sitting next to him. New prefect.
"Our Gryffindor prefects are Neville and Parvati."
"Raven Crane's is Padma. She and Parvati are twin sisters, boys. The prefect is Anthony Goldstein, but I'm not familiar with him..."
"Have you seen who the Hufflepuff prefect is?"
"Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott."
"Guess who is the Prefect of Slytherin?"
"Draco Malfoy, Pansy... Parkinson."
"Oh, although Malfoy is a bad guy, his grades are not bad," Ron said vaguely, chewing a chocolate frog in his mouth, "But Parkinson. How can a complete cow be a prefect? She's dumber than a concussed troll..." "A complete cow! Oh, funny metaphor..."
It seemed that this was the first time Luna heard this statement, and she giggled. The laughter was even sharp and harsh. She covered her stomach and laughed so hard that tears burst from her two bright eyes.
Ron became interested and said with excitement: "Have you seen her ranking? It's only a little better than Gower."
"..."
Her Min was sitting by the window, still reading the clickbait magazine. She held a licorice-wrapped magic wand in her hand and held one in her mouth. The frosting stained her lips with a faint light.
Loren sat down next to her carelessly, snatched the licorice magic wand from her mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it in two squeaks. It was indeed strawberry flavored.
Hermione raised her head and rolled her eyes at him. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the Slytherin prefect hurriedly passing by outside, her eyes twinkling.
"Is it delicious, Mr. Morgan?"
"I don't like strawberry flavor."
"Then you still want to grab it?"
"I just said I didn't like the taste of strawberries, and I didn't say it didn't taste good!" Loren took another one from her hand, bit off a section, and whispered in her ear, "I don't like strawberries. Tasty, but I like Hermione's!"
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."
Hermione whispered, and handed him a whole pack of licorice wands. Seeing that the others were studying the chocolate frog pictures, she asked in a low voice, "Did Malfoy come here specifically to find you? Do you have any information about the mysterious person?"
"There is indeed information..." It was difficult to speak with something in his mouth, so Loren took advantage of the situation and took the information out of his mouth. The licorice wand was fed to her, "Remember that guard who was late this morning, Stooges Podmore?"
"..."
Hermione bit it off silently, leaving half of the He held it in his hand, "What happened to him?"
"I don't know the specific situation, but Draco saw him in Malfoy Manor under the Imperius Curse. He was ordered by Lucius Malfoy to leave the manor. This guy was so blinded by the blood that he followed him and threw him away. I cast a few cracking spells..."
"What?"
Hermione sat up instantly, glanced at the four people around her, and asked in a low voice: "What should we do now? We need to do it as soon as possible. Should you inform Professor Moody and Mrs. Weasley? "
"Go to the school and go directly to Principal Dumbledore. They should have a more convenient way to contact you."
Hermione. Gradually he felt relieved and put the licorice wand back into his mouth.
The discussion in the compartment was still enthusiastic, the train continued to travel north, the weather was still changing, raindrops were hitting the windows one after another, the sun occasionally poked its head out lazily, and soon the clouds passed by and covered it again. live.
Night fell and the train slowly slowed down.
The small lights in the box emitted a soft light. Many little wizards pressed their foreheads against the car windows, but they could not see anything clearly. It was a moonless night, and the car was wet with rain. The windows were dirty.
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