For the entire Order of the Phoenix, the words leaked from Draco's mouth are naturally a clue worth paying attention to, but as for Draco himself, there is nothing much to consider at the moment.
Although he not only cast spells outside the school, but also recited the Cruciatus Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses. But let's not mention whether he was released or not. Even if he was released, it is not a top priority at this time.
After that, Lupine and Tonks just mentioned Draco's practice of magic spells on the hillside in the mission log for future processing. As for Draco, he continued on his journey to find a place to stay without knowing anything about it.
In fact, as long as you don't have to find a place to stay near Hogwarts, there is still a lot of choice. Not to mention Diagon Alley, there are many other wizarding streets opened up in certain corners of the Muggle world. If you look for it more carefully, you can even find wizarding shops that open alone in the Muggle world. .
In this modern magical world, except for some pure-blood fanatics, there are actually many ordinary wizards who no longer resist the existence of Muggles. Some wizards are even particularly interested in Muggles. This can be seen just by seeing that Hogwarts has set up a Muggle Studies course.
Like Ron's father, Arthur, he was the kind of wizard who was particularly interested in Muggle things. And the reason why he attracted attention because of this was only because of his pure-blood family background. If it weren't for the title of "pure-blood traitor", I'm afraid not so many people would care about whether he likes Muggles or hates Muggles.
Hufflepuff's philosophy and actions of treating all students equally and recruiting students have gradually formed an unstoppable trend over the course of hundreds of years. Perhaps in the near future, the beautiful scene of harmonious coexistence of Muggles and wizards will not necessarily be a ridiculous nonsense.
Of course, maybe Maka would sometimes think about these seemingly interesting futures, but it would be more difficult to get Draco to realize something.
This time, after leaving the snow slope, he randomly found a little-known wizard alley and spent two days in a hotel.
During this period, he thought a lot about Voldemort and his family, but the more he thought about it, the more clueless he became.
Sometimes, strength may not be everything, but that is only if the difference in strength is not big; if the current Voldemort is compared with Maka, it seems that he is indeed one step behind, but if you really think about it, you will find that, In fact, Voldemort is more than a little stronger than before!
For a wizard as powerful as him, coupled with his usual ruthlessness, if he deliberately wanted to wipe out the entire Malfoy family, it might be easier than he imagined.
Because of this, Draco was walking on the way to Hogwarts, his lips pursed tightly, and his expression didn't even change along the way.
He now understood the last resort in his father Lucius's heart - if it were him, he might be even more unbearable if he was threatened and forced by a big demon who kills people like chickens.
In the past, he had never had direct contact with Voldemort, and he even secretly admired the former Dark Lord. But now, when he was truly enveloped by Voldemort's shadow, he realized how ignorant and ridiculous his blind longing as a child was.
Whether it's killing someone or being killed, I'm afraid it's not what Draco Malfoy wants.
He could be a little arrogant and domineering in school, but he was never really convinced when he faced McClain. But now he finally understood that it was just because there was no threat of death in the school, nor was there the cruelty of reality.
"Should I..." Draco paused, a trace of struggle appearing on his face, "Should I ask MacLean for help?"
But at this moment, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill rising up his spine, causing him to shiver violently.
"What's going on?" Draco quickly turned around, his hand immediately reaching for the wand on the inside of his robe, "Who? Who is there?"
Unfortunately, behind him was only a small street with sparse traffic. Although there were a few wizards walking minding their own business, there was nothing suspicious about it.
So what happened just now? It felt like someone was staring coldly at him, giving him the illusion that he would be eaten alive the next moment.
Although it was winter now and everyone was freezing cold while walking on the road, Draco was breaking out in a cold sweat without even realizing it.
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About ten minutes later, Draco finally arrived at Hogwarts Castle.
He woke up very early today... No, if I had to say it, he actually didn't sleep well these past few days. When he went to Hogsmeade Village, he discovered that because today was the public day of the funeral, there were very many people going to Hogwarts Castle.
He was indeed one of the early ones, but walking on the path leading to the school still felt a little crowded.
Today, Hogwarts prepared a lot of breakfast to entertain a large number of guests who came to watch the ceremony, so most people went to the great hall and sat down to eat.
If you ask why, it's certainly not as simple as grabbing a breakfast. Large-scale group activities like today are rare in the entire magical world. Even wizards who have no relationship with Dumbledore will eagerly rush over just to join in the fun.
For those around Dumbledore, today is a sad and sad day; but for some ordinary wizards, it is still a good opportunity to make friends and expand their social circle.
Draco was still sitting on the long Slytherin table, eating breakfast in silence. In fact, he had already eaten before coming, but once he returned to school, he suddenly felt relieved. This school called Hogwarts is a place full of security for many people, even Draco.
Not long after, Maka also appeared in the auditorium. But I saw him calmly walking out of the side corridor, passing the front end of the long table, and then quietly sitting down on the staff bench with a calm expression.
As soon as Maka appeared, Draco immediately noticed that many pairs of eyes were glancing over there, and soon after, many of them glanced at him again.
Maybe someone was looking at him just now, but this time the sight was much more obvious. Bathed under these gazes, Draco suppressed his uneasiness and ate his breakfast expressionlessly.
Of course he understood why those people looked at him. It was simply because of his father, Lucius Malfoy. Recently, my father was forced to stand on the front line of the fiercest struggle, and he showed up several times. The well-informed wizards already knew it all.
Draco's appearance here today is obviously Voldemort's intention. This is a fact, but it is also something that even he can understand, and he is naturally very sad.
It was at this moment that another line of sight was cast in Draco's direction. At first, he was still immersed in his meal, but after a while, he spotted the owner of that line of sight out of the corner of his eye.
He didn't care if others looked at him, but when Maka looked at him, it made him feel complicated for a while.
Subconsciously, Draco stopped holding the fork in his hand, raised his head and looked towards the staff chair, and briefly met Maka's eyes.
The two of them looked away at the first touch, then lowered their heads again and continued to enjoy the breakfast in front of them.
Naturally, Maka didn't feel much at that time. He just thought that this might be a signal thrown by Voldemort, or a provocation, or a hint; but Draco began to feel shaken.
He has never been able to make up his mind to find Maka. This is not only because of the pure-blood pride hidden in his heart, but also because... What reason does McClane have to help him Draco? What reason is there to help him with the Malfoy family
If the positions of both parties were to be changed, he would not help someone who had conflicts. In this case, it would be polite not to add insult to injury.
Draco still remembered that he used the word "Mudblood" to express his contempt for Granger, and even almost scolded McLean, but McLean gave him a full body blow. Binding spell.
"...Speaking of which, what is MacLean's background?" Draco thought about this, then looked in Maka's direction, and suddenly fell into confusion for a while.
But no matter what he thought, the breakfast came to an end unknowingly. When most of the guests put down their cutlery one after another and wiped their mouths with napkins, Professor McGonagall suddenly stood up. Come here.
Soon, everyone stopped eating, and some of the soft conversations quickly disappeared. Everyone knows that the main topic of today is finally coming.
"Everyone, it's almost time," McGonagall's voice resounded through the entire auditorium under the power of magic. "Please follow our professors and move to the open space in the castle's front courtyard to wait for a moment -"
Upon hearing this, the guests stood up and left their seats, following the professors who had been waiting at the door and moved out. Draco naturally followed them, pouring out of the Great Hall while remaining silent.
White snowflakes were still falling outside, and the wind was getting stronger and denser. It was a fierce snowstorm that made people breathless.
Feeling the pain on his cheeks that was as sharp as a knife, Draco lowered his eyes and slowly moved forward without saying a word. He had thought about death repeatedly not long ago, and for the first time he felt the weight of the word "funeral".