Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Draco stood in the dim candlelight, his face pale, his fingers slightly tightened and loosened, as if he was still struggling whether to speak.

Amanta, Harry and Sirius did not urge them, but the invisible feeling of suffocation in the air made every second seem extremely heavy.

Finally, Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if making some irreversible decision.

"Julius Hoffmann..."

"He's a complete liar."

Harry's frown deepened. "What do you mean?"

Draco slowly opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "I know a limited amount of things, but I know that he is not an ordinary transfer student. His appearance... has a purpose."

Amanta held her breath. She already had this premonition, but hearing these words from Draco still made her heart beat faster for a moment.

Sirius's eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "Continue."

Draco licked his dry lips, his voice a little hoarse.

"As you all know, he is from Durmstrang... but that is just a cover. Although, his true identity... I am not completely sure yet."

"But you know his plan." Amanta took over and locked her eyes with him.

Draco was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

"I know. He's looking for the Gaunt Crest, too."

The air suddenly became more solemn.

"Is he in league with the man who threatened you?" Harry asked, looking grim.

"...No." Draco shook his head, his eyes somewhat subtle, "At least, at present, his pursuit is different from theirs."

Amanta's pupils shrank slightly, and she quickly grasped the key point of this sentence.

"In other words..." she said slowly, "Julius has another purpose?"

"Yes." Draco whispered, with a sneer on his face. "In fact, he doesn't even care whether Voldemort lives or dies."

This sentence made everyone look at him in shock.

"What do you mean?" said Harry in shock. "But he doesn't look like ..."

"Those who are against Voldemort." Amanta continued.

Sirius's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked in a deep voice: "What are you talking about?"

Draco's eyes were complicated, and he said slowly: "He...hates Voldemort."

"However, he doesn't simply hate Voldemort, but... wants to completely replace him."

——Dead silence.

Harry stared at him in disbelief. "What?"

Amanta was also stunned.

She had no idea that Julius' plan would be even crazier than she expected.

"This is impossible..." Harry whispered, "Voldemort's followers all revolve around him, how could it be possible that -"

"I said, his goal is different from theirs, they are not in the same group at all," Draco sneered, "He doesn't even acknowledge that the current Voldemort is the 'Dark Lord' that he recognizes."

Sirius's expression became increasingly grim: "So his goal is..."

Draco raised his head and said with gloomy eyes:

"He wants to be the new Dark Lord."

——A chill ran down everyone's spine and into their brain.

Amanta's heart skipped a beat as she finally understood the true intentions behind Julius's seemingly strange actions.

"He is collecting blood..." She murmured, quickly piecing together the clues in her mind, "He is looking for the Gaunt emblem... He is winning people's hearts... He is not a follower of Voldemort at all, he is paving the way for himself..."

Draco stared at her and nodded.

Harry clenched his fists, his face terribly gloomy: "Is he crazy?!"

"Maybe." Draco's voice was hoarse, his eyes filled with suppressed anger, "But the most terrifying thing is... he is very smart."

Sirius raised his hand and rubbed his brow, the expression on his face heavier than ever.

"We have to tell Dumbledore." Harry suddenly said, his eyes firm, "He is a huge threat, we can't wait any longer."

"……no."

Draco's voice broke his resolve.

Harry turned his head sharply: "What are you talking about?"

Draco's eyes were colder than ever before. "If Julius is as smart as we think, do you think... he would be unprepared?"

Amanta's fingertips tightened slightly: "You mean... he has already made a backup plan?"

Draco said in a deep voice: "If we tell Dumbledore now, it would be equivalent to directly alarming him. Do you remember his attitude tonight? He was not panicked at all, and he was even testing Amanta."

Amanta frowned slightly, and Julius' words in the corridor echoed in her mind: "Amanta, are you willing to believe me?"

——He is not in a hurry at all.

——He is waiting for an opportunity.

Her heart suddenly tightened.

"...He is still planning something." She whispered, with a gleam of vigilance in her eyes, "and the part we don't know is the most deadly."

"So, we can't alarm him now." Draco's voice was low but extremely firm.

Harry was still unwilling to give in: "Then what should we do? Should we just do nothing and wait for him to plot against us?"

Amanta was silent for a moment, then raised her head and looked at them with a determined look.

"We won't go after Dumbledore..." she said slowly, "but we may be able to counter him."

Everyone was startled.

"Counterattack?" Sirius raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "What's your plan?"

Amanta took a deep breath, her eyes clearer than ever before.

"We want him to think his plan is still under control."

Draco's brows furrowed slightly: "You mean... pretend not to know?"

A sneer slowly appeared at the corner of Amanta's mouth.

"More than that." There was a hint of danger in her voice. "We want him to think... that we have fallen into his rhythm."

The air was silent for a moment, and then -

Sirius's mouth curled up slightly: "Interesting."

Although Harry was still a little unwilling, he finally nodded: "Okay, let's see what other tricks he can play."

Draco's expression was complicated for a moment, but in the end, he looked deeply at Amanta and said slowly: "...Okay."