The dark metal armor reflected the cold brilliance under the dim light in the corridor. The metal joints on the body squeezed and collided, making a series of crisp sounds. In the silent corridor, it was so abrupt, and the waves echoed in the corridor spread out.
Then the armor, which had been walking stiffly, suddenly stopped in front of an oil painting frame.
The armor began to melt, deform, make a creaking sound, and gradually shrink. The luster of the metal finally disappeared, and finally the height dropped to a normal human body shape.
With Luna's help, Malfoy avoided a lot of troubles. He didn't have to confront a few professors head-on, but instead got mixed into the pile of armor, pretending to be fake.
In the end, it naturally fell behind and broke away from their search.
The searched territory is now empty, and now it seems very safe.
However, just when he relied on his own memory to lift the spell covering the disappearing cabinet under the oil painting, and was about to return to the warehouse in his home, Malfoy's heart suddenly sank.
The disappearing cabinet is no longer in its original position, and there are signs of being moved.
The disappearing cabinet that was placed in the center of the oil painting just now has been deviated by several meters.
He has firm confidence in his memory, and long-term training coupled with his outstanding talent prevents him from making mistakes.
"Recovery!"
He approached the cabinet and checked it quickly.
The door has signs of being broken due to the collision.
Fortunately, only the door was broken.
"Confused!"
"Hide and hide!"
"Recovery!"
After casting a series of spells and dealing with them, Malfoy maintained enough vigilance, his nerves were highly tense, and then he decided to step into the cabinet resolutely.
There was another wonderful feeling of squeezing, the space travel was so miraculous, even though I had already experienced it once, I was still a little dizzy.
When Xiwei's bright light hit his eyeballs, he knew that someone had come here before him.
There shouldn't be any light left in the warehouse here.
"Fluorescent flashes!" Then he also cast this magic to illuminate himself,
When he stepped onto the hard slate ground, his wand was already pointed forward, ready to subdue this "unlucky" intruder at any time.
The secret of the disappearing cabinet needs to be kept secret.
Only when Malfoy's throat started to vibrate, and he uttered the syllable symbolizing the subduing spell, he stopped abruptly.
what did he see
A girl with short hair in a black and green robe was bending over and hovering in front of a solid iron door. The rust on the door was a deep red color, almost corroding most of the door.
She held a magic wand in one hand to illuminate herself, and the long sleeves were naturally rolled up under the action of gravity, revealing a white and tender arm, while the other hand was fiddling with the iron lock.
He kept muttering in a somewhat depressed tone: "Alahoo hole! Alahoh hole!"
It seems that ordinary lockpicking spells are useless to the lock here.
She also seemed to hear something, and her body trembled nervously. With the help of the faint light, she turned her head and looked behind.
The eyes of the two met.
Time may have stood still at this moment.
The only sound left in the warehouse is the sound of the hands of the broken clock—"Batt, click."
"Draco? Is that you?" Pansy's voice was trembling and surprised, and the girl's face was revealed under the dim light, and her face was full of unbelievable joy.
Then the still time suddenly started to flow again, the girl left the dark iron gate, trotted all the way over, and threw herself into his arms.
With this cry, Malfoy's heart beat uncontrollably.
The moment his eyes met, of course he recognized the girl in front of him.
What is this? unexpected surprise
He was also a little speechless. In less than an hour after returning to school, he unexpectedly met so many people who had deep entanglements with him.
"Uh... Long time no see?" Malfoy, who was full of defense, was inexplicably relieved, and greeted the girl.
"Six months and thirteen days." Her eyes turned red immediately, and she said excitedly.
Malfoy fell into a brief silence.
"How did you get here?" He suddenly changed the subject and asked actively.
This has to be figured out.
"At that time, I just wanted to go to the nearest bathroom to wash my face. The dust raised by the funeral burning was so annoying that I was dusty all over."
"Sneaked away, of course. They're all at the funeral, but it's almost over."
"Then I walked halfway, and saw the iron guards in the corridor of the castle come alive."
They swept around like crazy, menacing.
"Knocked me over the side."
"I thought it was some secret passage from Hogwarts."
"I don't know what's going on in the corridor now. I don't dare to go back, so I can only stay here."
Such a pure coincidence really made Malfoy a little speechless for a while.
"Where you are now, this is an underground warehouse in my house." He then explained casually
"Your house?" Pansy said in surprise, and then looked around again with the light on the top of the wand.
It has been a long time since no one has been here, and the dust has accumulated for a long time. The slate was covered with a thick layer of dust, and some sundries were placed in a mess. There were portraits with a few worm holes that were eaten by moths, and some strips were missing. Tables and chairs with legs, broken bookcases.
Pansy glanced around for a few moments, then leaned over, and the wand was raised a little higher, and the light was brighter.
Then she cast her gaze on Malfoy's face again.
"You look a lot darker... It's been hard these days, isn't it?" Pansy suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes, stopping the tendency of some tears in his eyes, and then suppressed his mood and asked worriedly.
The wind and sun in those days made his originally pale and sickly skin a little darker. In fact, after balancing it, it is now considered normal.
"This is the healthy complexion. It turns out to be too frighteningly white, isn't it?" He smiled and comforted Pan Xi.
The girl was still sobbing and stuttering.
"Stop crying, am I fine now?" Malfoy walked closer and stroked the girl's short black hair.
"And you, have you grown a lot taller? Also, is your foot injury better?" Malfoy asked with concern.
This vicious curse decays as its mana grows.
The magic level of the fifth grade is already quite close to that of an adult.
"Almost." Pansy nodded obediently, then raised her head suddenly, and looked at Malfoy.
"Where have you been these days?" she asked suddenly.
"Stayed in France for a while, and some places in Germany." Malfoy did not avoid the girl's question.
"So far?" Pansy exclaimed first.
"France..." Then, as if suddenly coming to his senses, he repeated it.
"Are you willing to come back now? Did you have fun with that Miss Delacour? France, it must be very romantic, right?" After the surprise, Pansy's tone became a little sad.
The emotional twists and turns are so natural that it's unexpected.
Malfoy suddenly felt a headache.
Luna also asked this question not long ago, but the tone of the two men was quite different.