[HP] Shh, it's a secret

Hermione reflexively stood in front of Draco and Snape: "Curse Draco, stop the bleeding." She reminded Draco in a low voice, and pointed at the uninvited guest with her wand.

By the way, there are also spells.Draco shuddered, as if waking up from a dream.

He frantically pulled out his wand and aimed it at the wound on Snape's chest.With the utterance of the obscure incantation, the blood began to flow back, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.When the face of the person in his arms was not as pale as before and his breathing gradually recovered, Draco finally breathed out after holding back the breath in his throat.

"How do you feel?" Draco asked nervously.

Snape didn't answer him, his actions said it all.He propped himself on the floor with one hand, and supported Draco with the other as he tried to stand up slowly.Although it seemed difficult, he succeeded in the end.

"Are you okay?" Draco continued to ask.

"Yeah." Snape's voice was so low that it was almost indistinguishable, he took a breath and suppressed the urge to cough, patted Draco's arm comfortingly, then stood up straight, drew out his wand, and used a An unprecedented guarded posture stared straight ahead.

After a quick glance at Snape, Draco moved forward in the same pose.Only then did he see for the first time what the intruder looked like.Standing in the middle of the room, wearing a dark magic robe, wearing black leather boots, even the face and lips are unhealthy bluish-black, looking at the uninvited guest in this house leisurely, it is the newly appointed female minister of the Ministry of Magic dolores.simple.umbridge.

Draco frowned uncomfortably, the old woman in front of him completely subverted her previous dressing style, I believe that any Hogwarts student would appreciate the fluffy suit of the former Hogwarts senior investigator Impressive pink cashmere suit.And what was even more disturbing - Draco's gaze shifted to Umbridge's arm, where lay a black cat, sickly, but strangely with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Draco unconsciously put his left hand into the pocket of his robe while his right hand clenched his wand tightly. He stared at the cat, and a momentary tingling pain came from his left forearm. At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind .Snape's hand rested on his right arm inadvertently.

"That cat..."

Hermione walked backwards to Draco and Snape, turned her head slightly, and she saw the two behind her nodded at her at the same time after exchanging glances.Hermione's heart sank, and her eyes were firmly locked on the black cat, and of course, at the same time, she was also locked there in the direction her wand was pointing.

It was Voldemort, the cat.

Sickly, as if he would die at any moment.

The tense emotions relaxed unprecedentedly at this moment, and Hermione remembered what Draco said on the first day after the Christmas War - the Dark Lord is also a human being, and he will die, and one day we will be able to kill he.

Yes, it can kill, it can be done.

Hermione shook her wand firmly.

As if to confirm what she thought, behind her, Draco's wand was aimed at the same cat at this moment.

However, why... Draco frowned.

"Oh Tom, it looks like you've been underestimated. Even a dirty Mudblood has the guts to point his wand at you, tsk tsk tsk..."

In his ear came Umbridge's voice, so languid that it wasn't oppressive at all, and following it, Draco saw a wand, a dark brown spiral, twirling ominously between the fingers of the new Minister for Magic .On the other side, the red light in the eyes of the black cat on her arm was a little brighter.

What was the reason—Draco subconsciously turned his gaze to Umbridge—what was the reason for this once ostentatious woman to be so arrogant in front of the Dark Lord?

What made him particularly wary was Umbridge's previous name for the black cat or the Dark Lord possessed by the black cat-Tom.

In addition to Dumbledore, there is actually someone who dares to call him the name of the dirty blood that he got up early and abandoned in front of the Dark Lord...

Is it because of the Horcrux, using it as a bargaining chip?

As far as the eye could see, there was no trace of the locket on the chest of the new Minister of Magic.

No, not right.

Draco subconsciously denied that the Dark Lord would not accept any threats.

So why exactly...

Draco narrowed his eyes and looked at Umbridge cautiously, the direction the wand was pointing to changed quietly, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually expanded.Fingertips touched the cold place in the pocket, and then held it.

A series of soft beeps suddenly broke out in the room, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix, together with his parents, suddenly appeared in front of Draco.Draco lowered his head slightly, and saw the Galleon that had been transformed by himself in Hermione's hand without any surprise.

Lucius and Narcissa immediately blocked Draco and the others. Professor McGonagall brought Ms. Pomfrey to Snape's side. One was checking his wound reinforcement treatment, and the other was in charge of vigilance.After drinking the potion brought by Madam Pomfrey, Snape's face seemed to look better, at least the hand that was holding Draco was visibly stronger, but trembling.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked softly.

"Hmm," Snape replied, bowing his head.

"Umbridge, you can't run away anymore," Lupine and Tonks walked in from the doorless door behind the female minister together, the werewolf still held a piece of parchment in his hand, "according to Wizengar According to the resolution made 5 minutes ago, Dolores Jane Umbridge was removed from the post of Minister of Magic and arrested for the crime of possessing dangerous items and endangering the safety of the magic world."

The Order of the Phoenix had surrounded Umbridge and her cat, anti-Apparition spells must have been put in place around the house, Severus had been healed, and everything seemed to be going well.

"Dangerous items? This is what you mean?" Umbridge tilted her head, and took out the locket from her sleeve that made everyone's pupils shrunk. She tossed it lightly towards Rhyme s.Lupine, then looked at the werewolf in a hurry and sneered arrogantly.

Facing the easily accessible locket.

Lupine: "..."

Draco: "..."

Everyone else: "..."

silence.

"Isn't it?" Umbridge asked.

right.Lupine opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Could it be... this?" The former minister who had just been dismissed lifted the black cat from her arms by the back of its neck, held it up in front of everyone, and shook it.

Everyone who has already guessed from Hermione's magic coin: "..."

The one in front of him with a pair of red eyes, who was only half-breathing and not lethal, was held in his hand like a rag doll... Is it really the Dark Lord? !

The terrible silence.

"I'm so sorry, I can't give this to you for the time being." The former minister and lady took back the black cat and put it back on her arms.

For a moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, few people really dared to pick up the Dark Lord with bare hands...

"Who are you?" Draco's voice came from behind the crowd.

By this time, I am afraid that no one would naively think that Umbridge is Umbridge.The people in the front automatically turned sideways so that Draco could be seen by the guys surrounded in the center, or under pressure, had to...

She looked at Draco: "Yeah, who am I?"

As soon as the words fell, "Umbridge" changed, the fat on his face kept twisting, his body began to elongate, and then finally fixed-male, tall, black-haired, pale, and handsome.

"You..." Lucius uttered only one syllable before stopping.He was the only one who made a sound, the others...the others had completely lost their language.

As long as they have participated in the regular meeting of the Order of the Phoenix in the past few days, no one will admit that the person standing in front of them is the Dark Lord, or Tom from the student days.Riddle, and those present are either members of the Order of the Phoenix or former Death Eaters...

If we were talking about the Dark Lord standing here, what was that cat?

For a moment, everyone's nerves were tense.

Reminiscent of the Dark Lord's previous actions, Draco looked at Lupine and the locket in his hand. Lupine's condition was normal, and the locket didn't feel as oppressive as when he found the diadem in the Room of Requirement.

"You are...in the locket..." The doubt in my mind blurted out.

"Ah, it seems to have been discovered." The man in the center said nonchalantly.

"Draco, you mean he's..." Hermione tilted her head impatiently.

"I'm afraid so." Draco nodded, he never doubted Hermione.Granger's wisdom, continued to explain, "The soul piece stored in the Slytherin locket bewitched Umbridge and then used the Dark Lord's resurrection spell to resurrect the main soul ahead of time. The cat, Still the Dark Lord, probably."

His reasoning was unsurprisingly met with a gasp.

"You said he was cheating...but it was just a soul movie?" Hermione subconsciously retorted.

"Since they are all part of the same soul, there is no rule that only the Dark Lord can be resurrected, and," Draco looked at the black cat complicatedly, "do you still think that the current Dark Lord Is it better than his soul piece?"

Once again, the eyes focused on the sickly black cat.

Those bloody eyes stained with anger were no longer as lively as before, not far from death.

"Wonderful reasoning, completely correct." Riddle rested his hand on the black cat's back and stroked it up and down, his beautiful black eyes fixed on Draco, "Actually, I have nothing to do with you or any of you, after all As the third part to be separated, the killing, the prophecy... nothing happened at that time."

"Then why are you here, and for what purpose, Tom?" Professor McGonagall stood up.

"Purpose?" Riddle frowned, "Probably revenge. My own revenge..." He lifted the black cat up again, his face contorted, and his pupils turned scarlet.

Black flames shot up from his palm, spread from the black cat's neck until it enveloped its entire body.The shrill cry stimulated everyone's eardrums and even nerves, and then, amidst everyone's stunned eyes, the black cat, suspected of being a black devil, turned into a ball of burning black powder before it could even struggle, and fell to the floor profusely On, bit by bit burned out.

"This is……"

Lucius immediately pulled up his sleeves, and the mark on his forearm faded a bit.

"Ah, he's dead, so there's no need to worry about resurrection. After all, it's 'him' himself." Riddle chuckled and withdrew his hand, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it, "Now, my own Vengeance is avenged."

what is this?

The Dark Lord killed the Dark Lord?

Or should it be said that the Dark Lord deserves to be the Dark Lord?

I don't know if other people feel the same way, but Draco didn't feel grateful for the death of the black cat or anything else, he just felt his scalp go numb, so he had to use the clenched hand in his pocket... of fear.

The only good news is that there is only one Dark Lord left in front of him.

"The only thing left is Nagini's revenge. In the long years, there is only Nagini as a companion." Riddle said, his pupils began to turn red again, "Where is Potter, Harry Potter Where, I heard that he killed it."

No one speaks.

"No one knows?" Riddle asked, "And you, Lucius, do you know?"

Those named did not speak out.

"It's disappointing," said Riddle. "Well then, let's do it."

And then—there is no then.

Draco only felt his eyes go dark, and at the moment when the light reappeared, he inexplicably appeared beside Riddle, his wand had already been handed over, and another one was pressed against his throat, bone white.Someone was behind him, and he was restrained, and the lingering breath around him carried an unusually familiar faint smell of herbs.Can't look back, can't think, and there is a blank in the brain.

He was restrained, by Severus...

The sudden change made everyone dumbfounded.

"Relax Severus, he's about to be strangled by you," Riddle said, before turning to the others, "It's so ugly, why are you so surprised, Mr. Snape just got me It’s just a curse. Since you planted the trap from the beginning, you should consider the various possibilities that the trap may fail. Okay, do you know where Potter is now, Lucius? Think carefully before speaking, if not I want an answer ,Your son……"

With just one look, a bloodstain appeared on Draco's neck.

The wand trembled slightly against his neck.

Lucius clenched his fists: "He's..."

"I'm here." Behind him, a guy with a bandage around his neck appeared at the frame of the missing door, "Let Draco go."

"Ah, it's delivered automatically." Riddle grinned and turned around.

boom--

then,

Boom! !

And then there is no more.

Tom.Riddle died, and there was no time to be astonished.

One shot in the back of the head, two shots in the heart.

"There are too many words."

Draco lowered his hand, the gun, from the Muggle black market, was still in his hand.

The Muggle's hot weapon killed the Dark Lord of the wizarding world, sarcasm - Draco raised the corner of his mouth.

In a second, two seconds, the person beside him hugged him tightly, warm and trembling with a faint smell of herbs.

The author has something to say: finally let him hang up