Dragon's Wealth Plan

I don't want to be known by Headmaster Dumbledore or Millerdo. "

——Quick access to Voldemort's soul channel!

——Labor and capital are muted, I can't hear you! [The fragments in the bottle are still angry about what happened last time]

— Urgent!

——Have trouble, find Oro, do you need to transfer the Oro voice channel for you?

——Jin Bei, are you too lonely?

——Yes, Gringotts is so boring, I often tune in.

——I'm in the hands of the Malfoy kid now!

--Is it?I'm chatting with Malfoy's ghost.

——Returning Soul Stone, what you see is really a ghost!

—You saw that, didn’t you?

—He said he was going to hand me over to Dumbledore!

——What a clever boy.

——Mianguan, don't gloat!

——The 16-year-old me is not even as good as a child.

——He wants me to tell the location of the Chamber of Secrets!

——Well, it's okay, even if you tell him, he won't be able to open it, unless he is willing to let you control him.

——This one, what is the abbreviation?Harry slice?Finally someone cares about me!

— Well, the kid isn't that stupid to let you control him.

--you……

——So, after you mentioned the location of the secret room, the excitement probably involved me.

——He also said that he would hand me over to that dragon...

——Aww, labor and management finally got their chance!Labor and capital don't ask for the son of the dragon, and continue to fit together!Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time~

Draco propped his chin, looking at the distorted and weird unintelligible words that emerged in the diary.

Garbled characters?Is it a crash?

Whoever made the exchange diary is so unlevel.He and his pen pal never crashed.

Draco changed a notebook, "You write quickly! Be original! If you dare to plagiarize... Huh, just wait!"

37. Secret rooms and special toilets

Draco carried the diary with him all day long, and he wasn't afraid of getting sick from being sucked into this 'black magic' item.The scale obtained from Milledo was hung on Draco's neck. When the diary first tried to hurt Draco, the scale flashed a golden light and protected Draco inside.

The SG team beside Draco didn't understand anything, they watched Draco's whole body flash with golden light, and then seemed to hear a howl.

Draco immediately smiled sweetly, and the background was all pink peach blossoms.

"Symptoms of being in love," Pansy muttered.

Blaise moved his head closer, "Didn't you say that there are two boats?"

Harry also lowered his voice, "Would His Majesty Miller be very pitiful?"

As soon as the words were finished, Draco took out a golden scale from his collar, kissed him hard, and then hammered his chest (the diary).

"what is this?"

"Perhaps to punish yourself for your playfulness?"

The little wizards didn't understand Draco's 'self-mutilation' behavior.

Draco glanced at the whispering friends, took out the diary, and put it on the table, "Have you figured it out? Tell me the location of the secret room."

"He wrote an exchange diary with an affair partner in the library so openly?" Ron twitched the corners of his mouth, and the nobles really couldn't be understood.

"Even if I tell you, you won't be able to open it!" A few words came out of the diary aggressively. The golden light just now made him absorb little vitality from the little girl Ginny with great difficulty.

"Are you trying to say that it can only be opened if you control my body?" Draco's aristocratic cursive words disappeared on the diary, "Do you still want to try to hurt me? You won't succeed."

[It was originally, and I didn't lie to you...] The diary muttered in snake language.

Draco sneered and wrote, "Speak human."

Harry raised his head suddenly, "What's lying? Draco, did you speak just now?"

Draco's raised pen paused, "Well, what did you hear?"

"It's just that someone said it wasn't a lie just now." Harry scratched his head, "Am I the only one who heard it? I've been hallucinating so easily recently."

Ron rolled his eyes, "I think it's because you haven't slept well recently. Don't think about it."

Draco raised his eyebrows, curled up the corners of his mouth, and his soft face was unexpectedly a little sinister. He picked up a pen and wrote in his diary, "Continue to speak Parseltongue."

"Say what?" The diary didn't occupy Draco's consciousness, so he couldn't hear people's voices, and could only understand it by reading the text.

"In the language of the snake, Draco and His Majesty Miller are the most compatible in the world." Draco wrote without stopping.

[Really, how can anyone praise themselves so much, what suits them best.I don't think you are compatible with that silly dragon at all! 】

Harry's eyes widened, "Draco, it's really not you who are talking!"

"Harry, what did you hear again?" Draco pretended to be curious.

"I heard someone say that you and Miller don't really match... You can't really be empathizing with each other." Harry covered his mouth halfway through speaking, and then spat out the second half of the sentence in embarrassment.

"Empathy?" Draco glanced at Harry, who shyly avoided his sight, "I'll talk to you about this topic later, I have something to do right now."

Draco picked up the ink and splashed it all over the journal with a swish.

"Ah~~~my face!" NO.20 large characters appeared in the diary.

"Oh, no, I've become black..." The diary was connected to Voldemort's soul channel, crying bitterly.

The fragmented main soul in the bottle of Milleduo is always the first to reply, "Don't worry, labor and capital only have blood discrimination, not skin color discrimination."

"My face, my face is completely black." Diary covered her face in the soul space.

The soul-returning stone finally came out and bubbled, "Don't be afraid, a real man doesn't care about his face."

"Hey, he's not a real man, he's just a kid who can only lie to girls when he grows up~" The main soul gloated.

Mian Guan pushed the glasses that he didn't know where to find, "Well, there is a legend in an ancient oriental country that there is an upright official with a black face, why don't you also have a crescent moon on his forehead cosplaying that one?"

"Don't wear glasses, glasses or something always reminds me of Dumbledore." The main soul pouted.

Mian Guan sighed, "You don't understand, glasses are a symbol of erudition."

"I just think glasses are a symbol of having no money to buy vision potions." The main soul complained, "It's too embarrassing..."

"You bastards, you're on the wrong side!" Diary yelled and left the channel angrily.

"Say, are I compatible with Miller?" Draco continued to write in his diary.

"My face is just dark, my heart is not dark! I won't tell lies!" The diary shouted, Malfoy is a bunch of platinum bastards!

Draco froze for a moment, he didn't expect this black magic item to be so firm.Draco shook his head, this unnecessary firmness proved that this black magic item definitely did not belong to Slytherin, and Slytherin knew how to seek good fortune and avoid evil best.

Draco took out his wand, used the Transfiguration Charm to make a box, then poured all the ink of the SG squad members into the box, shrugged, and threw the diary into the box.

The diary spit out a few bubbles and sank.

"Pfft...it actually sank, ahahaha, you're so stupid!" The bottle containing the main soul rolled all over the ground, Snape glanced at the automatic bottle on the ground without wind, and the main soul stopped immediately.

"It turns out that when I was 16, I didn't learn to swim." Mian Guan shook his head, "I read a book recently, and it mentioned that swimming should start from elementary school."

"Gulu Gulu, help..." The soul space of the diary has been flooded with ink to the neck, "Have you ever seen a diary that can swim?"

"So possession should be attached to a person." The V-pattern on Harry's body yawned, turned over and continued to sleep, "If it's not possible, we should also possess an animal."

"Draco, what are you doing?" Harry looked at the diary bubbling inside the box.

Neville quietly approached Pansy, "Does stepping on two boats cause insanity?"

Pansy nodded gravely.

"It's nothing, I just want to blacken the heart of the diary." Draco propped his chin, tilted his head and smiled, sweet and dangerous.

Harry's animal instincts made him sit down immediately and not interrupt.

【I said……】

Harry stared at the diary in the box, "I'm sure the voice came from there."

Draco waved his wand, and the diary flew out, ticking, "Maybe, what did you hear?"

Harry shook his head, "Looks like he's just about to say something."

Draco stretched out his index finger and thumb, pinched the diary, and slowly put it into the box, the ink soaked into the diary again.

[The secret room is in the women's restroom on the second floor]

Harry was stunned for a moment by the fast Parseltongue, and almost didn't hear it clearly.

Draco smiled at Harry, "What did he say?"

"It was too fast, I didn't catch it..." Harry felt that he had heard the Chamber of Secrets, so he had to confirm it again.

The diary realized instantly that Potter and the like were assholes.Draco didn't give him a chance to complain though, the diary was already half in ink.

[The secret room is in the women's toilet on the second floor] The diary spoke word by word.

Before Draco could look up at Harry, Harry immediately greeted, "He said the chamber of secrets is in the women's room on the second floor!"

Ladies toilet?Draco frowned, picked up the diary, and cast a drying spell, the diary immediately became dizzy.

Draco stood up and waved, "Come on, let's go to the women's bathroom."

No one stood up except Harry.

"Draco, even if you're bothered by the two boats." Pansy considered his words carefully, "but peeping into the women's bathroom, please don't do it..."

"It's un-Malfoy for such a rogue behavior, Della