[HP] Liar

Chap.40

"Get out of here, hurry up!"

Only the words that Professor Snape yelled at him remained in his mind, and Draco didn't remember what happened afterwards, he only knew that when he came back to his senses, he already knew I felt like I was under the tower of Ravenclaw.

He failed.But he couldn't tell whether he was sad, helpless, angry... or grateful.

There is no doubt that the Dark Lord will know about this, and he will undoubtedly be punished by the Dark Lord for failing to assassinate Dumbledore.But it doesn't matter, fortunately, Professor Snape has successfully completed the task of the Dark Lord - and this may more or less calm the anger of the manic and irritable lord.

There is nothing to be afraid of, Draco told himself silently in his heart.The whole of Hogwarts is now in the same camp as him.

And the only white wizard who could contend against the Dark Lord was dead, under the wand of his most trusted Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.In this way, even if the Order of the Phoenix or the Auror Department want to resist the rule of the Dark Lord, they will lose their battle soon without their spiritual leader.

The entire wizarding world will soon be in the Dark Lord's possession.

The Malfoy family will soon be able to restore their former status.

but……

But strangely, for some reason, at this moment, Draco's heart was not happy at all.

He thought of Viola for no reason at this time, and he thought he must be crazy.Where is Viola now?Probably still obediently staying in Ravenclaw's tower according to Professor Flitwick's arrangement.That's good, Draco thought again, as long as she didn't run out of the tower recklessly, under the protection of Professor Flitwick, she would definitely be able to escape this attack from the Death Eaters.

But what would Viola think if she knew what happened today?

With her personality, it is likely that Dumbledore will cry because of Dumbledore's death.

……

……

"Who is it?!" Suddenly, Draco suddenly noticed something, turned around as fast as he could, and at the same time raised his wand, "Who is standing behind me?"

However, there was clearly only an empty corridor behind him.

Draco frowned suspiciously, then seemed to remember something immediately, and raised his wand again, "It's revealed!" He shouted straight ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a vague figure began to gradually appear in front of his eyes.Draco's first thought was Potter.That damned Potter, for a whole year—even at such an extraordinary moment, never gave up on his personal stalking.

But soon, Draco realized he was wrong.How wrong.

Because the person standing in front of him now was none other than Viola Clearwater, whom he had been thinking about and worrying about before that.

An extremely ominous premonition suddenly rose in Draco's heart at this moment, he pursed his lips, and finally put on the calm expression before, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here? "

If it was normal, Viola would definitely answer his question as quickly as she was fighting for it.But this time, she just stood there with a gloomy face, staring at him with dark green eyes, but didn't even say a perfunctory word.

Draco swallowed nervously, and repeated, "I'm asking you a question, Clearwater. Aren't you supposed to be in the Ravenclaw tower now, what are you running out for?"

"...Shouldn't I ask you this question, Draco?"

"What?" Draco was startled in surprise, he didn't expect Viola to answer him like that, "What... do you mean?"

"Why did you appear under Ravenclaw's tower?" she asked coldly, "What did you do just now?"

"That's not your concern, Clearwater."

"Really? So what should I be concerned about now?"

"You should go back to the tower," Draco raised his head arrogantly, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Hogwarts is very dangerous now, there are Death Eaters everywhere, if you don't want to be killed by Death Eaters If you catch it, you'd better listen to me obediently—"

Before Draco could finish his sentence, Viola interrupted him calmly: "You're on point, Draco. Yes, Hogwarts is full of Death Eaters now, but, Why did things become like this? Why did Hogwarts, which has always been regarded as the safest fortress in the wizarding world, be invaded by Death Eaters?"

Draco looked at her, growing increasingly uneasy.He rolled his silver-gray eyes, and prevaricated casually: "How should I know that, Clearwater? But probing such questions won't save your life, don't you understand?"

"I understand," she said, "but I also want to ask you one more question, Draco. Tell me the truth, are you really a Death Eater?"

At that moment, Draco thought he had a strange illusion—he seemed to see an emotion called resentment in Viola's green eyes.But how is this possible?He couldn't help but ask himself this way, how could this silly girl have the slightest bit of resentment towards him before it was too late for her to like him?

unless--

No, this is not possible.

He didn't even disclose the plan to assassinate Dumbledore to Goyle and Crabbe, so how could Viola Clearwater, who has always been innocent, know about it?

It's just that Draco didn't expect that after failing to get the answer he wanted, Viola unexpectedly raised her wand to him, and shouted sharply at the sleeve of his right hand: "Torn apart!"

Draco reacted immediately: "Iron armor protection!"

It's a pity that when Draco uttered this spell, the black sleeve covering his right arm had already turned into tiny rags.

"How dare you?!" He glared at Viola angrily, completely forgetting the gentlemanly demeanor he had tried to maintain towards Viola for so long, and asked sharply, "Are you crazy?"

Viola didn't answer her, because all her attention was attracted by the dazzling black tattoo on his right arm.

Dark Mark.

Draco, who realized something, also subconsciously looked towards his right arm.Under Viola's icy gaze, he retracted his right arm back behind him unnaturally, coughed a few times, and pretended to be calm: "Since you already know, Clearwater...then I I don't think I have anything to hide from you."

Viola acted as if she didn't hear him at all: "Why did you lie to me?"

"what?"

"I asked why you lied to me?" She repeated, her facial expression suddenly became ferocious, her green eyes widened, "Since you were a Death Eater from the beginning, why did you lie to me?" Me? You said you weren't... You said you weren't, even if everyone was warning me—you were just lying, I still chose to believe you. But why? If that's the case, why do you still lie to me? "

Draco had never seen such a broken Viola, and her hysterical appearance reminded him of Pansy.

Yes, why did he lie to her? Didn't he keep saying that he liked her?

But, Clearwater, isn't the answer to that question also obvious?

"So what do you want me to tell you?" he asked back. "Tell you that I had to become the Dark Lord's lackey because my father was taken to Azkaban? Tell you, I planned to kill you from the very beginning. Dumbledore? Tell you, you are just a mudblood, even if I regard you as my girlfriend now, the person I will marry and have children with in the future will definitely not be you—is this what you want to hear? "

Viola was stunned suddenly, and tears flowed down her white cheeks silently.

"If I told you this, nothing would have happened to us in the first place, Clearwater."

As cruel as it is, this is reality.After speaking, Draco thought a little coldly.

"...No," after a long silence, Viola finally looked at Draco again and said, "If you had told me the truth earlier, the Death Eaters would not have invaded Hogwarts tonight, Demb Professor Lido might not have died, and the tragedy would not have happened."

At the last sentence, Draco glanced at her in surprise and suspicion.

"Because I will tell Professor Flitwick or Professor McGonagall before all this happens, so that what happened today will not happen." She continued to mutter, the ethereal voice sounded like It's like talking in your sleep, "But I'm a fool, I'm just a real fool. I have had so many opportunities to be alone with you this year, but every time I haven't noticed anything strange about you. If ever, Just once, I know you don't go to the Room of Requirement every night to see me, but to fix your disappearing cabinet; if I hear Harry's warning and realize that you really are a branded Marked Death Eaters; if..."

As she spoke, her voice gradually became thinner than a gossamer, and finally was completely swallowed up by a dark silence.

******

At Dumbledore's funeral, several people screamed.Blazing white flames shot out from around Dumbledore's body and the table, rising higher and higher, obscuring the body.White smoke curled up into the air, taking on all sorts of strange shapes.For a split second Harry seemed to see a phoenix soaring joyfully into the blue sky, but then the flames disappeared, and there appeared a white marble tomb, enclosing Dumbledore's body and the table on which it lay. inside.

——Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Chapter 30 The White Grave