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As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the door was rudely knocked open.

"Ah yo look, look." Bellatrix walked in twisting her waist - I don't know if it was an illusion, her shape became more and more like a real snake - with her increasingly The tone of yin and yang is strange. "I really miss it. Good evening, professor—ah, I should call you the principal now."

"This should be the first time you have come back to Hogwarts after graduation, but this form is not very friendly." Dumbledore nodded and said with a smile. "Back then you were just a little girl named Blake... It's a long memory."

"But I'm not here to catch up with you today." Bellacritus grinned grimly, her eyes swept across the room, pausing for a moment on Dumbledore's wand in Draco's hand, and then back to Dumbledore body. "Oh, what a coincidence, it seems that you are really old, professor, and you can't even beat a student who hasn't graduated yet."

"You're right, but rather than deliberately pursuing eternal life, I think it's better to age naturally. At least you can keep your soul intact." Dumbledore seemed to mention something unintentionally, and then looked away from Bei Lacritus looked behind her. "Aren't you going to introduce the guests?"

"We've met." Greyback licked his lips, grinning.

"Ah, I have an impression." Dumbledore nodded. "After all, I haven't seen many werewolves, let alone you are a [-]% werewolf."

Greyback took two hard breaths of air, a greedy look on his face: "I like this place—it's full of kids."

"I'm sorry. But I still have to say that you are really not welcome here." Dumbledore shook his head and continued to look at the others. "And you, who are you?"

"Are you stalling for time? Waiting for someone to come?" Bellatrix interrupted him suddenly. "Who are you waiting for? Your stupid followers? Or wait for your students in this castle to wake up and rescue you?"

"My followers are not stupid, Bella. In fact, I think you may have misunderstood the definition of stupid. Obviously Voldemort has not taught you the correct use of words." Dumbledore said. "Maybe I remember wrong... have you really graduated?"

"Of course you are stupid! You are so stupid! You want to defy Lord Dark Lord!" Bellatrix shouted hysterically as if offended. "The Lord Dark Lord is right! All Mudbloods and Muggles should go to hell!"

"You're a pure-blood, Bella, don't need to emphasize it, I've always known it." Dumbledore's voice and tone were still the same as before, but with a slight trace of regret. "Although Tom has always been very taboo, he is a mixed race..."

"Shut up! Shut up!" Bellacritus screamed before anyone could realize who "Tom" was referring to, and reached out to slap Draco on the shoulder. "Do it! Do it quickly! Kill him! Kill him!"

Draco staggered from being pushed by her, and took a few steps forward before steadying himself and stopping.Almost automatically, he raised his wand and pointed it at Dumbledore, but his throat was so dry that he could not utter a word.The palms of his hands were sweaty, so slippery that he could barely hold the handle of his wand.

"What are you waiting for? Kill him!" Bellacritus yelled hysterically.

"Let me do it..." Greyback gave Draco a contemptuous look, and was about to walk towards Dumbledore, but Bellacritus swung him back with a curse.He covered his arm that was nearly hit, and glared at Bellatrix, "You!"

"Master said Malfoy must do it, didn't you hear?" Bellaclitus glared at him viciously. "If anyone can do it, is it your turn to be in front of me?"

Greyback curled his lips and backed away, saying nothing more.

Bellacritus turned her eyes and continued to stare at Draco, her voice lowered, but still ghastly: "What are you waiting for? My dear? Open your mouth, just an Avatar...you learned it, didn't you? "

Draco felt like he was being roasted on fire at this moment.Dumbledore's wand was in his hand, and everyone in the room thought he had snatched Dumbledore's wand. Dumbledore stood there with his bare hands, looking weak and defenseless.No one in the room had the slightest doubt at this moment that he could kill Dumbledore.

But Draco knew he couldn't.He stared at Dumbledore, trying to get some clues from his expression or eyes or other places, to see some information that could guide him on what to do.But he couldn't see anything.

"What are you waiting for?" Bellatrix walked slowly towards Draco, her slender eyes narrowed to a snake-like light.Her voice was lower, even lower than usual, like a whisper, gliding into Draco's ears like tentacles. "Are you hesitating? Draco, you want to betray your master?"

The Dark Mark on his arm tingled as if he had sensed it. The sudden pain made Draco frown, and he blurted out almost instantly: "I didn't!"

"Prove it to me." Bellatrix pulled out her wand and pointed at Draco. "Do it."

**

It was nearly midnight.The night wind carried coolness through the gaps in the castle.

But Draco couldn't feel the slightest chill.He even felt that the air had become stale.He felt the sweat flow down his neck and into the collar, silently, but truly terrifying.

He knew he shouldn't be distracted at this time, but he couldn't help it.His wand was pointed at his Headmaster, surrounded by Death Eaters.However, everything about Hogwarts flashed back quickly in his mind like a lantern.He knew what he should do, but he had absolutely no idea how to do it.He hoped that someone could break this tormenting situation, anyone would be welcome...

The memory fragments in his mind were spinning faster and faster, and even Draco's breathing became more and more rapid, and his mood became more and more irritable.

—Anyone is welcome, please help me.

— Where are the professors?What about the guards?What about those students who are always surprised?Where's the damn nosy savior?Or those disgusting magical creatures, those screaming grass, flying horses... or the headmaster?Please say something, please say something...

But only Bellatrix answered him with a mocking snake-like hiss: "My dear, you are not afraid..."

"Shut up! Stay away from me before I can't help but kill you!" Draco yelled at Bellatrix angrily.This apparently worked.Bellatrix had never seen such a low-pressure Draco before, she was a little dazed for a moment, but she closed her mouth and took two steps back, continuing to look at Draco.

Draco took a deep breath, repeating the words of the spell in his mind.

Although it was not the first time, he still couldn't get used to facing it.He pointed his wand again at his Headmaster, opened his mouth slightly—

Behind, the door opened again.