Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

Augustus, who was standing in the center of the Hogwarts Great Hall, felt his mind buzzing at this moment, and he never expected it to be in his plan.

The problem was not the two players playing chess, but a chess piece that stayed on the chessboard, suddenly had its own thoughts, and wanted to jump off the chessboard, from a chess piece to a chess player.

Looking at Augustus who was standing motionless with a gloomy face, Draco already realized that something was wrong, so he said nervously.

"Principal, do you want to send a few senior students to find them back? After all, things haven't happened yet, and there is still room for relaxation."

Hearing Draco's words, Augustus couldn't help but ponder, thought for a while, and then said slowly.

"No, the other party has been planning for several months, and our response strategy this time also consumed a lot of manpower and material resources."

"If the other party sees the clue, it is likely that all previous efforts will be wasted. Once the other party lurks in the dark again, this matter will be even more difficult."

"And this is the first operation of our organization, only success is not allowed, and if anyone is willing to pay the price for his ridiculous self-esteem, so be it."

"This is his personal free choice. I respect his choice. Even if his choice will bring him death, it is his own choice."

Having said that, Augustus paused for a moment, turned his head to face Draco directly, and said seriously.

"Mr. Malfoy, after everyone retreats, you are here to respond. If anything else happens, you immediately take Harry and the others who fled to the auditorium, and use the ring on your hand to find Professor Snape."

"This task has certain risks, and may even be life-threatening. Are you willing to accept it?"

Facing Augustus' serious words, Draco nodded his head heavily without hesitation for a moment, and then said seriously.

"My eternal loyalty to you, sir, no matter what your order is, I will resolutely carry it out, for the greater good!"

Facing Draco's loyal words, Augustus didn't say much, just nodded slightly, and led Draco towards the rostrum again.

The two sat in the positions of the principal and the vice-principal respectively. Augustus took out his treasured Romanee-Conti from the system space and poured a full glass for himself and Draco.

Picking up the principal's gold cup, Augustus and Draco clinked glasses again, Augustus said sincerely.

"For your loyalty, Mr. Malfoy, for the greater good."

"After the mouse in the gutter bites its hook, you sit in the headmaster's seat and continue to wait in order to complete your task. If you are nervous, you can finish the remaining bottle of red wine."

"Don't worry, I won't tell Mr. Lucius that you drank secretly tonight. After all, according to the procedure, you have taken over my position and are the acting principal signed by all the principals and professors."

Hearing Augustus's sincere words, Draco looked very excited. He never imagined that one day he would be able to sit as the headmaster of Hogwarts.

In order to hide the excitement in his heart, Draco drank the red wine in the glass, trying to control his excitement with alcohol.

Augusto lightly sipped the red wine in his glass, then continued to close his eyes and meditate, tapping his fingers on the table lightly.

The thing to do now is to wait. As for the change of that chess piece, it is actually meaningless to the overall situation. After all, if the chess piece is not obedient, then it will not be a chess piece, but a discarded piece. That's all.

About 30 minutes later, the prefects of the four colleges came to the auditorium to report on their work. Except for the three students of Gryffindor College, the rest of the students had been evacuated.

After receiving the approval of Augustus and the guarantee that everyone will become the first batch of official members of the Saints Association after the next semester starts, all the prefects also evacuated the scene in an orderly manner.

In the huge Hogwarts auditorium, only Draco and Augustus were left. After a period of mutual silence, the long-lost wait finally ushered in the result.

Augustus finally felt a strong shock of magic power, and the other party really appeared in the secret room, and had already fought with the warrior trio.

"It seems that our fish have finally bit the bait. I hope they don't escape. The beginning of the new era will be the first act of the fall of the old era."

As he spoke, Augustus stood up and tidied up his clothes. Today, he was wearing a standard three-piece suit with a black tone all over his body, even the bow tie was pure black.

After all, to attend the funeral of a dark lord, one should still wear a formal attire. Thinking of this, Augustus couldn't help being excited, and the golden pupil in his left eye was ignited again because of his strong fighting spirit.

After arranging his clothes, Augustus drank the red wine in the principal's gold cup, and walked slowly out of the auditorium.

After all, Voldemort, as an opponent, showed his unique IQ on a rare occasion. Of course, he must give the opponent enough time to experience the joy of succeeding in his scheme.

If the other party can't taste the joy of victory, how can they understand how painful defeat will be, and while thinking about Augustus, he walked slowly towards the secret room.

Walking around slowly, Augustus gradually approached the secret room on the fourth floor. The intensity of the magic shock was getting closer and closer, and a violent explosion could already be heard.

It seemed that the other party had turned from embarrassment into anger. After all, his alchemy defensive props were not just talking, even in the test with Professor Snape, his performance was extremely good.

Voldemort, who has only a trace of remnant soul and is greatly weakened in strength, is still not that simple to break through the alchemy defense props.

Moreover, judging by the nature of the magic power at the scene, it seemed that the three warriors were still fighting each other, Augustus had to sigh in his heart.

"Gryffindor courage, or stupidity."

Those three warriors should understand a truth by this time, the opponent's goal is obviously not to kill themselves, but to have another purpose.

And what should be done now, call for help immediately, try to attract the attention of other professors or students, instead of fighting with each other stupidly, it is simply stupid.

Augustus, who was already standing at the door of the secret room, was closely waiting for one thing, that is, waiting for Voldemort's plan to succeed. After all, if the other party did not succeed, then his own affairs would also fail.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, the sounds of fighting and explosions from the secret room gradually disappeared, replaced by the faint cry of a girl. Augustus knew that the other party had finally completed his plan.

Pushing open the door of the secret room, through the unguarded trap door, Augustus walked to the depths of the secret room, passed through the various rooms that had been destroyed, and came to the last room of the secret room.

Looking up, the whole room has been destroyed by the battle just now, and the thick traces of black magic around can basically confirm the identity of the other party.

In the center of the room, Hermione was hugging Ron, crying sadly. Ron must have been hit by some kind of cursed black magic. His left arm became extremely black, and the blackness continued to spread.

Two alchemy necklaces that had lost their magical power lay quietly on the ground. Judging from the shape analysis of the necklaces, it was indeed our courageous Mr. Weasley who did not accept his kindness.