Hogwarts Archmage

"Crabbe and Goyle from Ilvermorny asked for leave, saying something happened at home. Their mother sent a letter to the school. It seems that this is just a way to get them out of school, and it is not attractive. Notice."

At about nine o'clock, Lucius called Ma En and told him about the matter. He contacted the person in charge there to inquire about the situation.

He was actually worried. After all, he was Draco's second general, Heng Ha. He was really afraid that one day Draco would have a brain attack and run away with someone.

It wasn't until Margaery picked up the phone and talked to him for a few words that Lucius finally felt relieved. She might randomly take a look at Draco at any time now. It was obvious that the boy had changed a lot recently.

Of course, in front of Draco, she would pretend that she had not seen his thoughts for a long, long time. The age of fifteen or sixteen was the age when a little boy wanted to lose face. Margaery felt that if she kept hitting Draco like this, he might There will be psychological problems.

Regarding this matter, Marn felt that she was simply overthinking it... Draco's character was simply unrealistic.

After hanging up the phone, Margaery threw the big brick aside: "Lucius always thinks more, Draco has no chance to get involved with Goyle and Crabbe again... I don't think so at all. These two people, who are considered successful among young wizards, will be happy to be people's followers."

"Look, it's Gower." Esther handed a handful of melon seeds to Ma En and pointed at the parchment.

Ma En looked up and saw Gower's big silly face in the screen. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a voice coming from outside the door: "This is that idiot Gregory, where did you record it from?"

Looking back, it was Draco who was about to knock on the door with his hand raised.

He went over to open the door for him, looked at his pocket watch, and Ma En said: "It's going to be curfew soon, why are you here?"

Draco scratched his hair: "Actually...if you don't mind, I would like to come over and help you for a few days..."

"It's okay to stay for a few days, but...what's wrong?"

"I have felt very uncomfortable living in the dormitory since the beginning of school."

Ma En frowned: "Uncomfortable?"

"Well, it's the feeling that the soul is about to leave the body. You can feel everything around you even though you are asleep, and you can hear what everyone is saying, but you just can't wake up..."

"Does anyone else feel this way?"

Draco shook his head. He was actually a little scared, but he was embarrassed to say it because of his face. He tentatively asked others. Everyone else was fine. He was the only one with this problem.

"You sit down first and don't be afraid no matter what happens later, or you can just close your eyes."

Marn pulled out a chair from the side.

After Draco sat on it and closed his eyes, he stretched out a hand and put it on Draco's head, summoning some fire, and let the flames penetrate into Draco's body along his pores.

After checking it carefully, Ma En withdrew the flame and shook his head slightly: "No problem...Draco, have you tried it somewhere else?"

"I stayed in Krum's dormitory for one night. The dormitory in the Firebird Tower is very large... It's no problem there... but I'm not too embarrassed to go there all the time..."

Marne looked at Draco and said in his heart, good guy, you still know how to be embarrassed...but...

"Why are you hanging out with Krum?"

"Well...actually it happened last school year. Krum was the best student at Firebird Academy. I initially wanted to ask him for some black magic - Durmstrang had taught them black magic. It's magical - we became friends over time."

"Did he teach you?"

Draco hesitated for a while, but after looking at Margaery who was smiling and saying nothing next to him, he decided to tell the truth: "Most of the students at Firebird Academy didn't see their parents last school year. They need money..."

"so what?"

"So I went to solicit bids while you were all away..."

“Are you still inviting bids??”

"Yeah...but I promise, I didn't lower their salary, I just competed to see who could do more..."

Ma En felt that his brain hurt a little.

"Draco... you are really a good son of Lucius... After leaving those two bodyguards, you have become more and more like your father..."

"Really?" Draco was not ashamed and said with some surprise, "I also feel that after leaving them, my mind has become more thoughtful..."

Ma En sighed and said instead: "There are many empty rooms upstairs, you go and choose one."

"I have to go back to the dormitory to get my luggage first... Don't worry, it'll be quick. I've already had someone pack it for me. Just bring it here."

"Then go quickly..."

After watching Draco leave, Marne looked at Margaery and said, "My dear sister, don't say you don't know about this."

"Of course I know... Don't worry, Krum actually has a plan. He didn't teach Draco real black magic at all, he just taught some Durmstrang's unique curses... Draco knows the black magic. There is already enough magic, and at such a young age, it is easy to go astray if he continues to learn it. If he really learns black magic, how can I pretend not to know."

"never mind…"

At this time, two Crabbes and two Goyles were sitting at a table on the parchment, occupying one side respectively.

The two sons were telling their fathers what they had done recently, such as how they accidentally learned about Voldemort's traces during the holidays, and how they threatened their mother to send a letter to the school asking for leave a few days after school started, and what method they used. From the United States to Eastern Europe and so on...

The two fathers expressed their appreciation for what their sons had done at the same time... Literally, maybe their single-threaded brains were not enough to allow them to think too much about what was wrong with Voldemort. They really agreed with their children's actions. As for The poor wife at home is not within their scope of consideration.

After everything was explained, little Crabbe told his father with some excitement that Voldemort had mastered a technology of immortality. He and little Goyle had already tried it, and it was very satisfying. He was so happy that he almost floated.

"These two idiots."

The door was unlocked, so Draco came in without knocking when he came back. He happened to hear little Crabbe's words as he struggled to drag the box up.

"Huh? I was afraid you would want to try it." Ma En glanced at him in surprise.

"Hey! Marn! I've woken up... My only memory of the mystery... no, my only memory of Voldemort... Voldemort... is the damn Cruciatus Curse!"

Draco had some difficulty but finally managed to say the name.

Margaery next to her nodded vaguely.