At this moment, Draco Malfoy was in a very uneasy mood, especially after a student hurried into the Slytherin common room and loudly told everyone that an outsider broke into Hogwarts and attacked Slughorn. His heart could not calm down.
Narcissa's break-in into Hogwarts was eventually discovered by someone, and that person was the damn Potter.
Draco was extremely annoyed by the fact that his bad premonition had come true.
Potter should have been knocked out this morning and his head stuffed into the toilet, and maybe Narcissa's whereabouts would not have been discovered.
What made Malfoy even more annoyed was that Goyle, who had gone to get the Felicia Felix, also did not come back, leaving him completely clueless about the current situation. He didn't even know whether his mother Narcissa had gotten the Felicia Felix, or whether she had left Hogwarts safely.
Pansy noticed Draco's irritation and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"I have something to go out for."
When Draco was about to go out to find Goyle, he saw the door of the common room suddenly open and Goyle hurried in.
"Why so slow?"
Malfoy immediately walked towards Goyle.
"She asked me to give this to you." Goyle slipped the Felicis Potion from his pocket to Draco.
Draco reached out his hand to take the bottle of Felicis Felix with a trembling hand, carefully put it into the inside pocket of his robe, and patted it twice before looking up at Goyle and asking in a low voice, "Where is she?"
"Left through a secret passage."
Goyle seemed about to say something else, but was stopped by Draco.
"You've helped me a lot this time. If you have anything to say, wait until I come back and I'll tell you then." Draco reached out and patted Goyle's shoulder, then quickly walked outside.
"good."
Goyle opened his mouth and finally squeezed out these words.
"Draco, where are you going?"
Pansy looked at Draco's back, stood up from the armchair, and was about to chase him to ask the reason, but Draco's back was blocked by the closed door of the common room.
Draco ignored Pansy and hurried to the Room of Requirement. He knew he had to use the Felicia Rinpoche to repair the Vanishing Cabinet as soon as possible.
The situation seemed to be worse than Draco had expected.
It’s all that damn Scarhead’s fault!
How on earth did he recognize it
Draco got even angrier.
He didn't know whether his mother's identity being exposed would affect his next plan, but it was safer to hide in the Room of Requirement for now.
Even if I really get involved, I must repair the Vanishing Cabinet first.
After entering the Room of Requirement, Draco couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He took out the bottle of Felicis that Goyle had just given him from his pocket, bit open the wax seal and took a sip. He then felt a kind of power surging from his heart. He felt that he could easily accomplish anything, including repairing the Vanishing Cabinet in front of him.
Even the original worry of getting rid of Dumbledore seemed to have become a trivial matter that could be accomplished with ease.
Draco took a deep breath, took out his wand and walked towards where the Vanishing Cabinet was hidden.
Something is wrong.
He suddenly stopped and looked around as if looking for something.
Has someone been here, or... Draco didn't find any traces left by others, but he just felt something was wrong, but he was soon attracted by the movement next to him. A red light flew from the tip of the wand and hit the sneaky thing.
That's a mouse.
"Just right for testing." Draco retracted his gaze and turned his attention back to the Vanishing Cabinet, and began to repair the broken cabinet in front of him according to the method in Borgin's notes.
To Draco's surprise, the repairs seemed to be going much more smoothly than he had expected, and in less than five minutes, Draco found that he might have fixed the Vanishing Cabinet.
At least, the mice he used as experimental subjects were still alive and kicking.
"Why did it take me several months to fix this broken cabinet?" Malfoy reached out and picked up the lively mouse in the box, and threw it casually into the garbage pile next to him.
Is it really because of the Fuling Potion
Never mind. There's no point thinking about it now.
Next up was killing Dumbledore.
If nothing goes wrong, the time should be around eleven or twelve o'clock tonight.
The whole plan was prepared in advance. Not only did they have the advantage in numbers, they also had the Felicis Felix, and even Snape would be involved. Draco didn't think he would fail.
Before that, he planned to share his joy with others and consolidate the relationship between the two parties.
Draco knew very well that if the Malfoy family wanted to rise again, they would need some reliable allies.
"You've fixed the Vanishing Cabinet."
Bella's joy almost overflowed from the two-way mirror: "Draco, you did a good job. I have gathered the people and we can officially take action tonight."
"Where's Mom?" Draco asked suddenly, "Is she with you?"
"No, I'm still outside. I'll tell Narcissa the good news when I get back." Bella put away the two-sided mirror, turned her head and said to Fenrir and the others beside her: "Tell the others that the action will be tonight, and this time Dumbledore must be killed."
After leaving the Room of Requirement, Draco returned to the Slytherin common room under the cover of the Disillusionment Charm.
On the way, Draco found that many students were talking about the attack on Professor Slughorn, saying that the attacker was Narcissa Malfoy, and many Gryffindor students suspected that this was Malfoy's conspiracy.
After returning to Slytherin House, Draco found Goyle and Crabbe in the common room, and took them to the kitchen, took some snacks and drinks to the Room of Requirement for a celebration party.
"Professor Snape was here just now."
Crabbe found a broken chair and sat down, then told Draco what happened after he left.
"He asked Pansy where she had been, and left only after getting confirmation from others. Pansy is very angry now, and she suspects that this incident has something to do with you."
"Tell her an apology for me," Draco said, holding up the pumpkin juice.
"No, I think you should go and apologize to her yourself." Goyle shook his head. "She looks really angry. I don't want to offend her."
"By the way, what did you bring us here for?" Crabbe asked, looking around at the garbage mountain. "I don't think this is a suitable place to hold a celebration party."
"Aren't you guys always curious about what I've been doing this semester?" Draco raised his hand and pointed at the large cabinet behind him. "I've been repairing this thing."
"It's called the Vanishing Cabinet."
Draco introduced the Vanishing Cabinet to Goyle and Crabbe in a tone of showing off a treasure to others.
"The Vanishing Cabinet?"
Goyle and Crabbe looked at each other, obviously not understanding what Draco was doing.
"Yes, the Vanishing Cabinet. As long as you enter the Vanishing Cabinet, you can come out of another Vanishing Cabinet." Draco was very satisfied with the surprise on their faces. He raised the corners of his mouth happily and asked, "Do you know what this means?"
"What does it mean?" Goyle asked stupidly.
"Anyone can sneak into Hogwarts quietly through the Vanishing Cabinet." Malfoy's expression became more and more fanatical, "and invade Hogwarts without Dumbledore noticing."
"Remember what I told you before, the Dark Lord gave me an important mission." Malfoy's face became extremely hideous, and he uttered horrifying words, "He wants me to kill Dumbledore."
"You want to kill Dumbledore?" Goyle and Crabbe both widened their eyes.
"Yes, the Dark Lord wanted Dumbledore dead." Malfoy recalled: "I tried other methods, but it was difficult to murder Dumbledore. Finally, I thought of a perfect way."
"What?" Crabbe asked.
"Tonight, many Death Eaters will enter Hogwarts through the Vanishing Cabinet. I think Dumbledore himself will be surprised!" Malfoy laughed triumphantly.
"Can this really succeed?" Gore asked puzzledly.
"Of course, we have been planning for the whole semester. Aunt Bella will gather the most elite Death Eaters, and even Snape will get involved..." Malfoy excitedly followed the two to share his joy. "It is said that the Dark Lord plans to break into Azkaban tonight and help us delay the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic. What's more, we have prepared the Felicia Rinpoche, so we can definitely leave calmly after killing Dumbledore.
"This sounds great, you should have told us in advance." Crabbe couldn't help but complain, "Can we participate tonight?"
"I want to join, too," Gore said, raising his hand.
"I don't know, but I think the possibility of them letting us participate is not high." Malfoy raised his pumpkin juice and clinked it with the two of them. "Maybe, they will think we are in the way."
Seeing Goyle and Crabbe's lost looks, Malfoy spoke to comfort them, "But there is one thing you can definitely help with."
"What's up?"
"It is very important to keep it a secret for me." Malfoy said in an unquestionable tone, "I have already told you everything you want to know. If you accidentally leak it..."
"We'll keep it a secret, of course," Crabbe said unhappily.
"Me too," Goyle agreed.
"Let's get out of here and don't discuss this anymore." Draco took another sip of pumpkin juice. "Well, let's celebrate. I think Hogwarts will have a new headmaster soon. It's a pity that there's no wine here."
At this moment, an old cabinet suddenly appeared next to it, containing a large amount of sherry.
"Want a drink?" Crabbe excitedly took out a bottle of sherry from the cabinet.
"Forget it, lest drinking delay things." Draco shook his head. "We can wait until Dumbledore is killed before drinking."
"Are you planning to leave school?" Gore suddenly asked.
"Of course, otherwise why would I stay in school?" Draco proudly rolled up his left arm, revealing the Dark Mark on it: "Once you complete this mission, you will officially become a Death Eater, and no one will dare to..."
For some reason, Draco suddenly looked up in a certain direction. There was a huge mountain of garbage and nothing else.
Just as Draco and his companions were celebrating their victory in advance, the mountains far away near Hogwarts had become a living hell due to the rampage of Dementors.
"Are you ready here?" Bella asked Avery.
"The number of Inferi is a little less, but we still need some Muggles. After the Dementors suck his soul, we will deal with them all together." Avery introduced.
"Then you'd better hurry up, we have to take action tonight," Bella reminded.
"I think the Dementors will be very pleased."
Avery had a strange expression on his face and called a dark wizard to make the Dementors suck faster.
No one noticed that Narcissa, who had just woken up, was screaming silently, her eyes full of unconcealable fear. She struggled desperately, trying to get Bella's attention.
However, Narcissa's efforts were completely in vain, as her tongue was stuck to her chin, preventing her from making any sound and completely destroying her last bit of hope.
The increasingly thick fog obscured Narcissa's vision. All that was left before her eyes were dark shadows flying overhead, and countless sharp and shrill sounds echoed in her ears.
Dementors!
Those evil dark creatures were pouring in from all directions, and the icy feeling penetrated Narcissa's internal organs, freezing her mind as well.
She saw it.
Countless Dementors put down their dark cloaks, revealing a dark, empty mouth underneath the cloaks that looked like an endless abyss. They aimed at Narcissa's face and sucked hard.
In just a moment, despair overwhelmed Narcissa like a tide, as if a phantom of a soul was screaming and being gradually pulled out of its body by countless Dementors.
When Narcissa's soul was sucked into the mouths of countless Dementors, her struggling body seemed to have completely lost its strength. Her eyes became empty after her soul was sucked away by the Dementors, like a corpse without a soul.
Until the very end, Narcissa probably never thought that she would die like a Muggle from the Dementor's Kiss.
Bella, who was talking to Avery, seemed to sense something and looked towards the Dementors who were eating. She seemed to be very interested in these dark monsters sucking away the souls of Muggles.
"Hurry up." Bella quickly lost interest in those Muggles who had lost their souls. She turned her head and said to Avery, "They should feel honored to be able to serve the Dark Lord after death."
"You're right," Avery agreed.
Several cloaked dark wizards came over, moved the lifeless bodies aside, and chanted spells on them, transforming the corpses into Inferi, ready to be used as cannon fodder when attacking Hogwarts tonight.
"By the way, have you seen Narcissa?"
Bella remembered why she came here. She needed the Felicia Ricci from Narcissa.
"Damn it, do you think Narcissa would come to a place like this?" Avery muttered.
"Narcissa should have succeeded in getting the Felicis, but she didn't return to the temporary base." Bella said with a slight frown.
"Are you sure you didn't miss her?" Avery said suspiciously, "Maybe she has gone back now."
"That's possible. If you see Narcissa, remember to ask her to go back." Bella warned, "I need to determine the dosage of the Felixir so that I can distribute it in the next operation."
"I will."
Avery couldn't help but glance over there at the pile of Inferi.