[HP] When a son dresses up as an old man

Draco had been lying in the hospital wing for a full week because of the injury he had suffered in the second match, but luckily the third match was a month later, so he had enough time to rest and plan how to beat Krum.Thanks to Professor James Potter, a powerful cheater, Draco had learned early on that the third game was to enter the misty forest to find the trophy, which sounded very simple.

The road in the maze is constantly changing, but there are certain rules.For Slytherins, finding this pattern was not difficult.It is said that there are all kinds of magical creatures lurking in it, and the smell in the maze can make people hallucinate, lose their sanity, and become a murderer. Professor Potter also said, tell him to be careful with Viktor Krum when the time comes, he will probably be confused by the smell and eventually become insane.

Draco scoffed at the conclusion, that fellow Viktor Krum was insane if not deluded by the smell.

"Ah." Someone opened his mouth wide, and the puppy gave it over with a piece of fruit in its mouth. Draco lay on the hospital bed with fruit, tasted it inside and out, and then sighed with satisfaction, life is really corrupt!

"Draco, you really annoy me and worry me, you can't stop torturing Ron." Hermione held the book, Ron was hopeless, he was eaten to death by Draco!

"Hmm." Draco had reservations.

"Hermione, why did Draco do this because he wanted to save me this time..." Ron saw Draco's weakness, which was worse than his own illness.

Hermione's mouth twitched.

"I said Draco, if you win the third game, then you and Krum will have that unknown fourth extra trial match. It's too dangerous, maybe you should put some water on it, anyway, you don't care about that trophy Not interested, aren't you?" Hermione was still very worried, and the final fourth extra test was decided by people from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, and those two schools had already been eyeing it.

"I must win, and I promised to give the trophy to Ron as a job." Draco had a reason to win.

"It's okay Draco," Ron said hastily.

"I can eat without that."

Seeing Ron's stupid look, Draco couldn't help but pull him over and kiss him...

The third game that followed was brought forward because Hogwarts still had a good chance of winning, so the Ministry had to prepare for the fourth game.But before that, the students at Hogwarts were also busy with the upcoming Yule Ball, practicing dancing, inviting partners, there was always a lot going on.

The Yule Ball, like 'cheating', is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament. Draco didn't expect that Krum would invite Hermione to be his dance partner, and Draco invited Ginny because she was Ron's younger sister, and Ron would be less jealous when he invited his future sister-in-law...As for Ron himself, under Draco's strong stalking, It would be strange to find a dance partner.

It was a beautiful night, and the warriors, arm in arm with their partners, walked gracefully into the over-decorated auditorium and started their first dance of the day. Ginny felt that her mission was to accompany Draco to her first dance, and then she was honorably laid off and disappeared without knowing it.Her brother's affair with Draco had long been no secret at the Weasleys. Ginny wasn't as smart as Hermione, but she wasn't stupid either.

Speaking of Hermione, she was simply too beautiful, no one would have imagined that the little ball that used to be like a beaver had now grown into a beautiful woman like a flower and jade.

"You would invite me, which surprised me." Hermione calmly danced to the music, Krum was handsome and powerful, but the other party's eyes were not on her female companion from the beginning to the end.

"I just want to know what's different about the woman who makes Draco so special." Krum replied, whether it was Hermione Granger or Ron Weasley, he wanted to know.

"So you see any difference in me?" Hermione asked.

"Well, you're smart, very smart," Krum replied, definitely not like Ron Weasley.

"I'm surprised that Draco would like Ron Weasley instead of you. I thought Draco liked smart people more." Yes, Krum always thought so.

Hearing this, Hermione smiled.

"You think so, which means you don't know Draco." Hermione commented, which obviously made Krum frown in displeasure, and Krum didn't take it seriously.

"Don't be upset when I say that." Hermione saw Krum's emotions, but she still insisted on her words.

"Draco is a very complicated person, you, me, him, we are all very complicated people. Smart, strong, and sensitive, two people like this will only be suspicious of each other and hurt each other, because we can't learn Concede," Hermione continued.

"Ron is different, he is like a blank sheet of paper, he can let Draco draw the color he likes. Ron may be stupid, but he will stand quietly behind Draco, support Draco's decision, in Draco's tired Give him the most innocent hug ever. Draco looks very strong, but his heart is too sensitive and he lives very tired. What he needs is a safe haven, not a tornado like you and me." Hermione also wanted to find a safe haven , but now it seems that the harbor that belongs to her has not yet appeared.

Krum's expression became grim and weird, which gave Hermione a chill down her spine, but it was only for a moment, and then Krum returned to the expressionless state...

After the Christmas ball, the third match came as scheduled amidst the excited anticipation of the crowd. The course of the match went so smoothly that Draco was puzzled. He entered the misty forest, and those tree walls were constantly breaking up and reorganizing. Draco ran into a snail or two, then took care of a boggart, making sure he was headed in the direction of the Triwizard Cup in the center.

About twenty or ten minutes later, Draco heard a scream echoing through the jungle, and then a red distress signal lit up in the sky. Draco could tell it was Fleur's voice, since she was the only woman out of the four contestants.In a dark and independent space, what a warrior has to face is not only the enemy ahead, but also the fear in his heart, the fear of loneliness, darkness and the unknown, and women are always weaker in resisting fear, Draco I think it comes from women's too rich imagination. Fleur was out of the game, so the only ones still in the Misty Forest were Krum, Cedric, and Draco himself.

Cedric fell to the ground, his body was gradually engulfed by the surrounding trees, and the last sight before his eyes was the tall figure standing not far away before he fell into darkness. Cedric is undoubtedly a brave man, and as the prefect of Hufflepuff, he is indeed much smarter and more capable than ordinary little badgers, but that does not mean that he can escape safely under a dozen black magic spells. The moment it happened, he didn't even have time to send a distress signal.

Draco always had an ominous premonition, although he was definitely well prepared before, but his journey was too smooth.The surroundings are too quiet, with dark green tree walls on both sides, and the dark front is blurred, as if the road has no end.Inexplicably, at this moment, Draco thought of Viktor Krum...

Recalling the first time the two met, the reunion later, the weird conversation on the terrace, and the recent adventure in the dark lake... For Krum, Draco didn't doubt it... Krum felt too familiar to him, familiar, familiar So much to scare Draco!

In this environment away from the hustle and bustle, Draco could think more calmly.He's been doing a lot of Gryffindor-type things like an impulsive lion lately because of the damned Triwizard Tournament.Now that I think about it, it's all weird, like it was arranged.

is it him!Is he back?

"Voldy, is that you?" Draco whispered... If it was you, what are you here for?Did you come to take him away?

A golden light flickered ahead, and Draco walked over, it was the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament. Draco stood in front of that trophy for a long time, there were no warriors around, he was the only one.

"Aren't you going to get it?"

Draco turned his head suddenly when he heard the sound, his heart tightened instantly.

"Krum." Draco didn't know whether to believe his unfounded guesses. Krum came over, every step terrified Draco.

"You were the first to find it, and it should be yours. I've heard that Slytherins never give up what's theirs," Krum said.

Draco walked towards the trophy, and Professor Snape told him that it was safe. Draco stretched out his hand to hold it, and a golden light appeared in the sky, symbolizing the end of the game and the emergence of the winner... The surrounding dense forests began to dissipate, and cheers came from outside the field.

"Viktor Krum, no, maybe you're not Krum at all..." Draco's fingers holding the trophy turned white, as if there was only the person opposite him and himself left in the world.

"We're still one bet away." Krum came over, brushing his fingers gently across Draco's cheek.

"Expose me, or, complete that bet." Krum's body began to flash some kind of bright red light, which further confirmed Draco's guess, and he took a panicked step back, away from the man.

"What the hell are you planning! What do you really want!" After five years, I saw him again, this person who once made him dream.

"Draco, the last match is starting now." The time and space behind Krum began to distort, and a strong wind suddenly blew up around them, and the ground they were standing on shook violently. Draco stabilized his body and found that he had actually entered the world of consciousness.

"Do you like it? The venue of the last game, we used to be here often." Krum's face began to change, his muscles began to twist like spasms, and his deformation began to fail.

"Come on! Beat me and you will be free." Krum had already drawn his wand.

Draco had no choice but to point his wand at Krum as well...

At this moment, the spectators gathered outside the arena obviously didn't know what happened in the arena, and they were still cheering. Dumbledore was rarely angry, but he was really angry now, and he could even see the flames in the blue pupils.

"You should have told me, Crouch!" Dumbledore lowered his voice.

"Old friend, don't be so nervous. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but the principals of the other two schools don't want me to tell you." Old Barty felt that he just concealed something, so why should Albus be so nervous?

"Originally, the fourth game was decided by the other two principals. It is normal for them not to tell you the content of the game."

"But you didn't tell me that the fourth game will be played immediately after the third game! I don't even have time to prepare!" Albus was slapped by the Ministry of Magic.

"You don't need to prepare anything. The Ministry of Magic is ready. They will have a duel. Don't worry, this is not a battle of life and death. The two children know what they are doing." Old Barty comforted.

"Who came up with the idea? Tell me, Crouch." Albus's glasses shone coldly.

Old Barty sighed helplessly, and then said a name.

"You'd better come here, Albus!" Snape hurried over from the sidelines, the hem of his black robe fluttering in the night sky.

Albus noticed Snape's serious face, he apologized to the old Barty, and followed Snape to the corner of the arena.

"Albus, there's a problem with the Borg." Snape stated the subject directly.

Albus had a serious look on his face.

"Who told you that."

"As you may recall, Rita Skeeter, she is an outlaw Animagus who transforms into a beetle. Last time I got hold of her, I asked her to help me spy on the Borg." Snape had been a spy, He has a keener sense of his own kind than anyone else, Borg is not the same as before, he can see, from those black pupils...

"It's that person?" Albus felt that he could already connect everything together.

"Yes, you must not believe it." Snape sneered.

"He became Viktor Krum, all Durmstrang's students, Death Eaters." Snape couldn't believe his ears when he heard Rita's report, how easily they had entered the interior of Hogwarts .

"Severus, you must now organize all the professors, and Sirius, to catch those Death Eaters." Albus was about to fight back.

"Draco?" Snape was most worried about Draco who was caught in the game and didn't know what was going on.

"We were one step too late. The Ministry of Magic has already sent them to the magic circle. This arena is a magic circle. Once Draco wins the Triwizard Cup, the magic circle will activate and send the people in the magic circle to the magic circle. Magic space. Crouch hides this, this is the fourth game organized by the Ministry of Magic based on the input of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. It's Principal BorgPrince." Only now did Albus figure it out.

"Also, Albus!" Snape frowned.

"Voldemort stole the Resurrection Stone, they found the Lestrange family, and Rodolphus was among the accompanying officials of the Department of Magical Sports this time." The Resurrection Stone had been placed in Dumbledore's headmaster's office since the Horcrux was destroyed.

"I see, Severus, you stay at school and protect the children, and I'll go save Draco." Albus gripped his Elder Wand and sighed softly. He had to find out exactly where Voldemort brought the child to where it goes.

"Draco, admit defeat?" Krum no, it should be Voldemort, he has returned to his original appearance, just as Draco remembered, handsome and powerful.Facing Draco, he stretched out his hand, the expression on his face was very gentle, but his eyes were cold.

His hand touched Draco who was lying on the ground, Draco's cold sweat had soaked through his clothes, his face was as pale as the gray wall. Voldemort was so gentle, but Draco felt like he was being cut by a knife, he just went through a Cruciatus, it would be strange if he didn't feel the pain...

"I will never admit defeat." Draco gasped weakly.

"What a disobedient child." Voldemort hugged Draco, and the warm magic power pressed on Draco's whole body, making one feel intoxicated.

"Will it still hurt?" Voldemort asked softly.

"Don't be angry, I don't want to use such an excessive spell on you, but you actually used the killing spell on me, I did it because I was in a hurry."

Draco sneered, and he began to look around.The scene changed again, he was so powerful that he actually drew such a powerful magic circle at Hogwarts under Headmaster Dumbledore's eyelids.

"Where is this again?" Draco found that they seemed to be in a low palace now.

"This is where I keep my pets."

"Don't tell me it's Basilisk." Draco stared at Voldemort in disbelief.

"Little Dragon, you're so smart." Voldemort kissed Draco on the forehead.

"Wait until I show it to you, you haven't seen it yet, it's beautiful." Voldemort began speaking in Parseltongue to the giant basilisk statue, and Draco could understand it, and because of that, He is even more afraid!Because what Voldemort said was to ask Basilisk to kill in Hogwarts!

There was a loud noise from the dark cave, and Draco heard the Basilisk's voice, waking it up.

"No! You can't do this!" Draco's whole body was cold, the voice was getting closer and closer, only Draco could hear it, and only Draco could understand it... But even if he knew Parseltongue, so what, the voice screamed to kill The monster only listened to Voldemort's orders.

"Then follow me," Voldemort said.

"Let the basilisk kill all the students at Hogwarts, or, you come with me now, choose one, Draco." Voldemort was so determined that Draco had no room to refuse, just like he did all those years ago.

Do you want to compromise?No! Draco propped up his exhausted body that was still in severe pain, and raised his wand to Voldemort. Although he knew that he was still like an incompetent child compared to Voldemort, he didn't want to compromise anymore, even if it was death, he was unwilling Continue to be Voldemort's puppet doll!

"Voldemort, I choose to fight." Draco said these words calmly, isn't years of hard work just for today!He won't compromise again, never will.

"Draco!" Voldemort was disappointed by the answer, but more so with anger.The basilisk seemed to sense its master's emotions, and it became even more irritable. A huge figure crawled out of the cave and appeared behind Voldemort. Draco looked at Voldemort fearlessly.

"Basilisk, don't hurt him!" Voldemort yelled, and the basilisk fell silent for a while, its huge yellow eyes gazing around, not looking at Draco.

"Voldy, I know what the basilisk is capable of. You can let it hurt my friend, but you have to step over my dead body first. Now it's your turn to choose." Draco was betting that Voldy would let Voldemort With a soft heart, he bet that he still had some status in Voldemort's heart, bet that Voldemort would not let him die, and that Slytherin never minded using despicable methods, as long as he had the chips.

"Draco, leave you, I have worked hard for five years, just for today, this is the answer you gave me?" Voldemort never thought that Draco was really going to leave him, just like the countless days in the past, he was the first to compromise It was always Draco, and he thought it would be the same this time.

"I gave you the answer a long time ago. That time I asked if you could stay, that was the last chance I gave you." People will change, and there is a word called the passage of time.

"Voldy, stop! Just treat it for yourself. Dreams are dreams because they cannot become reality. Your immortality, king, and your perfect world are just dreams."

"No!" Voldemort looked agitated.

"That's not a dream, as long as you come with me, I'll prove that it can become a reality!" Voldemort's eyes shone with desire.

"You and me, the two of us, will be the masters of this world. With me, Draco, just like before, I can give you everything but love."

He's crazy!This was Draco's first reaction when he heard this, no, maybe from the beginning, he was a madman.

"When will you understand..." Draco's gray-blue eyes were covered with mist. Voldy, when will you understand that I don't want anything but love.

"Voldy, what do you want me to do with you? Kiss to bed, or fight and kill? But I don't want to! Voldy, you don't love me, so, I don't want you either." Draco stated the truth, even if Voldemort had a little love in his heart , then they would not have come to where they are today.

"You have your dream king, I have my Ron and my newborn, we are no longer related."

At the moment when the scene was extremely stalemate, a gust of wind mixed with a sound of 'whirlwind sweeping clean' descended from the sky! Draco was overjoyed, the voice was Headmaster Dumbledore.

"Basilisk!" Voldemort obviously recognized the person coming, he ordered the basilisk to attack, and at the same time released a black mark in the sky, the Death Eaters hiding in other places in Hogwarts received the signal, they gathered together and resumed their original The face of the man began to wreak havoc on Hogwarts.

"Principal! All the students in Durmstrang are Death Eaters! Principal BorgPrince betrayed!" The moment Draco saw Albus, he couldn't wait to shout out the information he had just learned.

"Son, don't worry, Severus already knows." Albus was very grateful at the moment that he had Severus Snape, a 'powerful general', by his side. Severus made a deal with Rita Skeeter without telling him before, and Rita also successfully completed the task and stayed with Borg to monitor and obtained precious information.

Albus cast an eye sickness spell, and the basilisk's eyes were attacked, momentarily closing its yellow pupils and becoming panicked.

Voldemort hated Dumbledore so much, and their old enemies rarely saw each other.

"Principal." Voldemort was displeased to see Draco hiding behind the old guy.

"Tom..." Albus sighed deeply, Voldemort's face changed slightly because of the name.

"Don't call me by that name! My name is Voldemort, Lord Voldemort." Tom's career was a memory that Voldemort would never want to remember.

"Give me back Draco, and I'll take the Basilisk and get out of here." Voldemort knew that he wouldn't get any good from going up against Dumbledore, especially when Dumbledore was holding the Elder Wand.

"Voldemort, Draco is not your property, and I have no right to 'return'." Although Albus didn't know what happened between Draco and Voldemort, it was his principal's responsibility not to let his children have trouble in front of him .

"And between you and me, it's time for an end." Albus will not show mercy to Voldemort, and Voldemort, who has just been reborn not long ago, is obviously no match for the greatest White Wizard. Light up the dark underground palace. Draco watched the duel between these two anxiously from the sidelines. Albus was indeed a master in the world, and even Voldemort could hardly match him alone.

not good! Draco didn't know what was wrong with him, when Albus' white spell was about to hit Voldemort, Draco actually raised his wand and cast a disarming spell on the headmaster who had been maintaining Hogwarts!The Elder Wand fell to the ground, and Voldemort escaped a fatal blow.But Albus's wandless magic was no joke, and Voldemort immediately suffered another attack.

"Voldy, go!" Draco stood in front of Voldemort, he knew he must be crazy, he saw in Voldemort's blood red eyes, the deep despair turned into hope and joy.

Draco's whole body stiffened, and Albus was shocked. He watched Draco firmly stand in front of Voldemort. As the headmaster, he couldn't do anything to his students.

"Draco, you are the boy born in July, you are the savior, do you know what you are doing!" Albus actually said this secret that everyone has been keeping tight-lipped.

Draco froze, apparently Voldemort couldn't believe his ears either. Albus took advantage of the situation and recalled his wand, and the moment the green light flashed, Draco instinctively turned around and hugged Voldemort.

Seeing this, Voldemort hastily blocked Albus's attack, he took a deep look at Draco one last time, left a kiss on Draco's forehead, and disappeared in front of Draco with Basilisk.

"He destroyed Hogwarts' black magic defense system, and his magic circle is getting better and better." Albus sighed, that magic circle destroyed the Hogwarts magnetic field, and before the magic circle expires, Voldemort can use it in Hogwarts at will. Apparating, he even took Basilisk away.

"Headmaster…" Draco lowered his head.

"sorry."

This was the only thing he could say, and he still had no choice, no way to watch Voldy die in front of him.

"No, boy, I should say I'm sorry, I was too excited just now, I'm old, and sometimes my brain doesn't work very well." Albus smiled slightly, and he put his Elder Wand into Draco's hand.

"Son, this wand is yours now, you beat me." Albus finally found the one who could take the Elder Wand from him, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Principal, I... I'm really sorry..." Draco was in pain, his expression was almost twisted, his heart was fighting fiercely, he let go of the most dangerous Dark Lord, but... he couldn't help it ...

"You are also tired today, everyone is tired, I believe Severus should also have a result, maybe we should take a break." Albus patted Draco on the shoulder.

Wait until after dawn, the sky will always be bright.