Forget

Harry had been in there with that crazy Ravenclaw girl for a long time.It seems that this banquet has no intention of ending in the short term.Draco stretched out his hand and pressed his already numb calf, planning to stand up and go back to his dormitory.

But a tall figure loomed over him from above.As soon as he raised his head, he saw that sallow face that seemed to be forever angry: "Professor Snape?"

Snape practically grabbed him by the collar and dragged him all the way to the empty classroom at the end of the corridor.Although that face still had the same stiff expression for thousands of years, Draco could almost feel his anger from his fingertips tugging at his collar.

Snape flung Draco against the wall and locked the door behind him.

"I can't believe what you've done," Snape said coldly. "Stupid, clumsy..."

"I didn't do that." Draco cut him off.

Snape turned to look at him: "You are already under suspicion."

"Who would doubt me?" Draco was almost instinctive, smiling sarcastically, using disdain and contempt to cover up the turmoil in his heart. "I said I didn't do it."

Snape walked towards him step by step, his eyes fixed on him intently.Draco guessed what he was going to do, and immediately emptied his eyes and thoughts.The moment he cleared Katie's distorted appearance from his brain, it seemed as if a hand had reached into his empty brain and flipped wantonly.

But that hand soon withdrew too.It found nothing.

Snape's eyes sharpened a little: "You know Occlumency."

"Just a little bit." Draco looked up at him. "I thought I wouldn't use it until I was proficient."

"What do you want to hide from your master?" Snape asked in a low voice, pinching his shoulder.

"No. I just don't want you to meddle in my affairs." Draco tried hard to restrain the fear in his heart, and his voice raised unconsciously. "I know what I'm doing, I know I can do it."

"You can try to make it louder, or I can help you with a loudspeaker spell, so that the residents of Hogsmeade can hear." Snape suppressed his anger. "You think I want to control you? If it's not an unbreakable curse, I don't want to know whether you are dead or alive."

Draco stared intently at the professor he had respected for five years.He used to think that Professor Snape was the only professor in Hogwarts who appreciated him and was willing to tolerate his bad character. Although this belief was a little shaken in the second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he clearly remembered the scene between him and In Potter's nearly out-of-control "duel", Professor Snape didn't hesitate to save Potter instead of him.But it's just an episode, isn't it?Until I saw Professor Snape again in Little Hangleton, and remembered how he looked at him indifferently in pain...

Draco didn't understand, he was just instinctively terrified.But it seems the answer is already there.

Unbreakable curse?

The concern from Snape is only because of the unbreakable curse. Like Bellacritus, they are all bound together with the hot potato of the disliked Malfoy but they can't do anything about it. They can't throw it away, except evil There is no way to speak bad words.

I don't care whether I live or die.

Draco murmured this sentence softly in his mind.It's a little sad, but not too sad.Not many people would care about their own life and death, so what if there is one less person, but there are fewer and fewer, or none.

"Not all unbreakable vows are unbreakable, I believe you can find a way." Draco said softly. "I have seen it before, maybe I need a little of my blood, you can take it..."

"Draco!" Snape cut him off angrily, but said nothing, just stared at him.

"I don't need protection, I can do it." Draco gently lowered his eyelids and exhaled.Opening his eyes and looking at Snape, his tone returned to the once arrogant. "He chose me."

——I don't need anyone's protection, no one's pity and sympathy.If you have a little compassion, please stay away from me; this dark road, please let me walk alone.

**

Others in the dormitory were already soundly asleep, and the ups and downs of snoring made the night seem more peaceful.But Harry couldn't sleep.He left early from the party and was already in bed when the others returned.Everyone thought he was asleep, but he wasn't.He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the roof.The conversation he had just heard outside the empty classroom at the end of the corridor made it difficult for him to calm down.

He heard "Master" clearly, and he knew what that meant.He also heard that Draco seemed to be doing something for Voldemort.

He just couldn't believe it.

Although he usually teases Ron about Draco joining the Death Eaters, he has to admit that he still prefers to side with Hermione—Draco is only 16 years old, how could he...

Harry knew what joining the Death Eaters meant.Did Draco kill someone too? --no, I can not.He is still a student, how could he actually kill someone.

Harry rolled over distractedly.

Think good things.Maybe Draco wasn't really a Death Eater yet.Maybe doing something that I don't know what it is is the "voting certificate"?Maybe, it can be saved...

Harry didn't want to imagine Draco's pale skin branded with the Dark Mark, but the image kept floating in his mind uncontrollably.

To stop Draco.Must stop him.

**

"What did you do last night?" Hermione looked at Harry worriedly at the breakfast table. "Your dark circles are bigger than your glasses."

Harry rubbed his hair irritably, making the already messy black hair even more messy.It was almost dawn before he fell asleep lightly, and after falling asleep, he had all kinds of nightmares. Harry really couldn't keep himself refreshed.

"I saw Snape and Malfoy." Harry said to his two little friends in a low voice. "Last night, after I escaped from that awful party."

"I said why you disappeared." Hermione rolled her eyelids, vividly expressing her dissatisfaction with that banquet. "I tried to ask Luna, but you also know that you should never expect any normal person's answer from her."

"Actually, I really want to hear Luna's answer." Ron asked enthusiastically.

But Hermione glanced at Harry who seemed to be about to explode at any moment and shrugged: "But obviously Harry wants to talk about Professor Snape more - he got up very angry today, try not to mess with him. "

"I left from that banquet—wearing the Invisibility Cloak, and then I saw Snape and Malfoy, and I followed them to an empty classroom." Harry himself felt his incoherence.He took a deep breath and continued. "I heard something, they seem to be doing something... I'm not sure what it is but..." Harry said firmly. "We're going to stop him—or them."

"I think I might get it. But it wasn't easy," Hermione said, after a few seconds of silence when he finished. "I mean, we don't know what they're trying to do, do we? And with Snape, Dumbledore believed in him, and we should too."

"I know it's useless if I say it, but I still have to say that I don't trust him." Harry rubbed his hair irritably.He also couldn't tell where his feeling of irritability came from, maybe it was the lack of sleep. "But...we have to do something."

"We can follow him." Ron, who had been silent all this time, saw that the opinions of the two friends were about to diverge as expected, so he hurriedly expressed his opinion. "Follow Malfoy. You can ask everyone in DA to join - or just ourselves, follow him and see what he's doing."

"It's impossible for us to follow him 24 hours a day." Hermione sharply pointed out the loopholes in this plan. "I don't remember any Slytherin members in DA. Once Malfoy steps into the Slytherin lounge, no one can follow him."

Ron pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Good gentlemen, I think you need to figure out something, if you're going to do it at all." Hermione picked up her book. "I have a class, let's go first."

"Hey gentleman, you need to find a way." Ron propped his cheek and looked at Harry, squeezing his throat to imitate Hermione's voice.

"I can't think of it." Harry seemed to have been drifting away from the situation, sighed, but his tone was firm. "But I knew I had to stop him."