The Son of Light of the Snake House

Daniel followed the Malfoy family back to Malfoy's tent.

They should have gone to bed earlier, but it was a pity that Draco was too excited, he seemed to have accumulated all the excitement until he returned to the tent, so that the two of them played until midnight before Draco finally fell asleep.

Daniel's drowsiness has been taken away by him.So I had to lie flat on the big and soft bed, staring at the curtains hanging from the top of the bed in a daze.

Can't sleep, can't sleep... still can't sleep.

Daniel sighed, turned around, and could just see Draco's sleeping face—it looked chubby and easy to pinch—it was just this harmless little angel who fell asleep , who would have imagined how excited he was running around just now?

Daniel closed his eyes, trying to make himself fall asleep quickly, but he heard something rustling outside.

He got up quietly, and being careful not to wake Draco, he touched the door and gently opened the door a crack.

Their bedroom is located on the second floor of this small tent, and looking down from the side railing, they can see the living room below.

Narcissa was already sitting there with her scarf on, looking panicked.

And Lucius was striding in from the outside, and saw Narcissa sitting on the sofa at a glance, so he walked over.

"Lucius...outside...?" Narcissa clenched the scarf tightly.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Lucius half hugged her to comfort her: "It shouldn't be that person...just his subordinate."

"However, since he can acquiesce in such behavior, doesn't it just mean that it was done under his behest?"

"Maybe..." Lucius' tone sounded ambiguous.

"You mean..."

"Maybe he wants to pledge his allegiance again...it's okay, don't worry, Narcissa...I will protect you and Draco." Lucius patted her back again before coaxing her back.

Afterwards, Lucius turned around and walked out of the tent again. Before going out, he glanced at the bedroom door that Daniel opened to peek.

Daniel shrank back with a guilty conscience, feeling that the dog food was really not worth it.

"what are you doing?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Daniel almost jumped up in fright: "Wow!"

The dazed Draco was also woken up by his sound: "Why, what's the matter??"

"...how did you wake up?" Daniel felt a little embarrassed by being scared, so he tried to divert the topic.

"...I don't know, so what happened?" Draco was also confused.

"It seems to be...wait." Daniel suddenly remembered that there was a window in this bedroom, and hurried to look around. Sure enough, a huge Dark Mark was floating in midair. Even in this remote location, he could still see it. Many wizards fled into the jungle in disheveled clothes.

"..." Daniel just watched, silent for a long time.

Draco didn't know what to say. Logically speaking, as a Death Eater, he not only had a family background, but also the Slytherin where they lived was always known as the cradle of Death Eaters.

"laugh."

Daniel let out a slight sneer.

He didn't know how to describe such a scene.Under the light of the scary neon signs, the group of wizards kept screaming and dragging their families into the jungle where they thought they were safe.

Really... "Too cowardly." Daniel said softly.

"What?" Draco asked reflexively, then shut up immediately.

He actually heard Daniel's exclamation clearly. He thought that Daniel would panic, that he would be disgusted, and that he would think, but he didn't expect him to give such an answer.

cowardly.

Daniel could only give such an answer.

In fact, he should have realized long ago that the wizarding world had such an attitude towards things under the long-term closure.

Just a mere Voldemort would scare them into not mentioning his name for decades, and it was even more ridiculous that they were trying to shift the pressure of defeating Voldemort onto a child.

They kept calling that kid the savior, just because they didn't have the courage to resist; they called the kid the Boy Who Lived, but no one paid attention to what he lost and what he gained in return.

They are like a group of sheep that have lost their leader. They can only bleat and mourn the pain they have suffered, but they have never thought that with their numbers, they can crush the enemy, and they have sharp horns, but I only know how to use it to open the ground.

Did they ever think about this day when they ignored what the Death Eaters were doing?

Voldemort wasn't quite a Dark Lord anymore, he was more the shadow of other wizards, at least, the shadow of these fleeing wizards.

...............

"This is too dangerous! Damn it! What the hell happened! Tell me, did they drink too much, or—"

Hermione stopped talking abruptly, and turned to look behind her.Harry and Ron turned their heads quickly, too.Hearing the sound, it seemed that someone was walking towards their open space with one foot high and one foot low.They waited, listening to the tumbling of footsteps behind the dark bushes.Then the footsteps stopped suddenly.

"Hello?" Harry called.

There is no sound.Harry stood up and looked back behind the tree.It was dark all around, and he couldn't see it at a distance, but he could feel someone standing just out of his sight.

Harry was about to ask, when a voice suddenly cut the silence.It was unlike any other sound they had heard in the woods. It was not a nervous cry, but a spell.

"Bone reappears!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge green shiny thing flew out of the darkness.It jumped up the treetops and flew into the air.

"What is this—" Ron paused speechless as soon as he opened his mouth, just staring up at the thing that had just appeared.

It was a gigantic skeleton, composed of countless green star-like things, and a large python emerged from the skeleton's mouth like a tongue.As they watched, the skeleton rose higher and higher, shining brightly in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

"This is the Dark Mark, Harry!" Hermione said desperately, pulling him desperately, "You-Know-Who's symbol!"

They scrambled and rushed out of the bushes, but before they knew their direction, more than 20 wizards suddenly fell from the sky and surrounded them.

They all had cold faces and looked at the three of them with cold eyes.

It feels like... something bad has happened.

The author has something to say:

Harry is really stupid and bold, and I really look down on wizards in the wizarding world (of course, the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors are still pretty good)

These wizards are completely inferior to the Malfoy family in my heart. At least they are trying to survive, and they are not too radical. On the contrary, this group of wizards just want to point at Harry. If you want me to say don’t live, hurry up. Forget it.

Speechless.