HP Wizard Age

"Miss Knightley, it is a pleasure to see you again."

Astria just got out of Professor McGonagall's fireplace when she heard Professor McGonagall's joyful words.

"Me too, Professor McGonagall." Asteria smiled and gave the professor a hug.

"Miss Knightley's luggage is already in the dormitory, Minerva, let the child rest." Dumbledore said while patting the ashes from his beard.

Asteria returned to Hogwarts first with the convenience of Headmaster Dumbledore on the day the Daily Prophet was issued.

The Dark Mark is real, but on the original Knightley Manor, Dumbledore was the keeper of secrets, and it was impossible for him to tell others the new address.

As written in the Daily Prophet, the Knightleys and Dumbledore could only assume that the Ministry of Magic had been infiltrated by Death Eaters.

Back in the familiar dormitory, Astria breathed a sigh of relief.This holiday had been the scariest, and she nearly got caught several times.

She touched the little paper figurines pasted on the sleeves, and one of them had her familiar cursive characters on it, which said - "Don't come back".

Astria shook her head and let the luggage go back to the original place, then picked up someone's photo and kissed it heavily, seeing Draco in the photo covering his mouth with one hand, he pursed his lips and smiled happily .

I'm afraid she needs to come back.

In the Hogwarts auditorium, Asteria was the first to sit in the seat, so the students who came in in groups saw her.

When Harry and the others saw her, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as expected, Asteria was fine.They also saw her during the holidays. Although they were very embarrassed, they did not believe that such a powerful Knightley would be like the Daily Prophet said.

When Draco saw the familiar figure on the long Slytherin table, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Suo Brace rushed forward happily, shouting happily to attract the attention of others.

"I'm so happy! I didn't see you on the train, I almost believed it..." Millicent also happily held her hand.

Astria gave her a hug, proving that she was all right.

She felt that someone sat down across from her, and the platinum color that appeared in the corner of her eye almost occupied her whole mind, but at this moment she felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at that position.

And the people at Hogwarts also vaguely felt that something was different.They saw that there were many more Aurors in Hogwarts this year, and the baggage check was stricter.The Sorting Hat's annual song also filled them with a sense of crisis.

"First of all, we have some changes this semester..." Dumbledore waited until it was almost time for dinner and walked up, talking about some changes this year.

This year's Potions Professor is Horace Slughorn, and Defense Against the Dark Arts is replaced by Professor Snape.

"Hey, I know that person. Dumbledore came to see me and went to his house a few days ago. I thought he was the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Harry said to Hermione and the others a little sadly and in disbelief.

While the other three houses were stunned by the news, the Slytherins cheered loudly.Headed by Blaise, they all started whistling.

Astria is aware of this year's changes, because Dumbledore once made a difficult decision about who should be the professor. He once wanted Sirius to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but Sirius is a member of the Order of the Phoenix and needs to be done. other more important things.

"Everyone in this auditorium knows that Voldemort and his entourage are making waves again, and their power is growing. The dark forces have been trying to break through this castle." Dumbledore deliberately waited for the students' discussions to quiet down , just started to speak, but because of these words, there was a heart-wrenching tense silence in the auditorium, and some people looked at the Slytherin table.

Dumbledore then said a few more words, and let them enjoy the new term.

Asteria led the first graders back to the cellar, and while Draco lazily explained the Slytherin rules, she looked at the quiet first graders, and then at Draco leaning against the Sitting on the sofa with his feet on the table, he remembered a sentence Slytherin used to tease Weasley - Weasley is our king.

It's true that Draco Malfoy is king of Slytherin.

When Draco's last words fell, he put his feet down and put his hands in the pockets of his school trousers, "Let's go."

Maybe because Draco was too imposing, this year's first graders didn't dare to move at once, and they quickly dispersed after Asteria said another sentence.

She returned to the dormitory amusedly, and received a letter from the little paper figurines. They had received the instruction and had already hidden the Marauder's Map in Harry's closet, and they were also staring at whether Harry could read the map.

At this time, Harry and the others were talking about OWLs results in the lounge.

Astria ran to Draco's bedroom as soon as she heard it.

Draco didn't go back to the dormitory right away. When he got back to the dormitory, his dormitory had been cleaned up and all his luggage had been packed.

And when the person who did all of this heard the movement, like a seed sprouting, he immediately got half of his head out of the sofa.

Astria felt inexplicably guilty when she met those gray-blue eyes, she only dared to show them from behind the sofa, "Draco?"

Hearing this cautious voice, Draco sighed inwardly, stepped forward and bent down to kiss her forehead, "Well, I'm here." After seeing her smile happily, the corners of her mouth unconsciously closed. A little smile.

He walked around the sofa, put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, and propped the other on the backrest, and surrounded Astria within his own range. The pink and tender little feet curled up nervously.

"... Hogwarts might not be safe."

Astria blinked her eyes when she heard this, brushed away her drooping platinum-blond hair with her hands, and held his face that had lost weight again after a holiday, "Are you going to be angry with me?"

"No." He answered quickly.

In fact, he should be glad.

Because the Dark Lord attacked the Knightley family no less than three times during this holiday, and each time was more ruthless, but he never caught any of the Knightleys.

At that time, he would wake up several times from nightmares, dreaming that her blood was spreading on the wooden planks of the Malfoy Manor Hall, and the sticky scarlet blood flowed down his feet.

So every time the Dark Lord came back and threw a tantrum, he felt very happy, which could prove that the Knightley family was fine.

Neither of them spoke for a while.

Asteria looked at Draco's drooping eyelids, one hand was still on his face, the other slowly wrapped his neck around his neck, pulling the distance between them a little bit, breaking the silence, "I miss you……"

After the last sound, her lips actively stuck to the light pink, like the surface of the sea after nightfall, like the moonlight behind thin clouds, soft and reassuring, trying to dispel all his anxiety.

Astria didn't know what else to comfort him besides doing this.She knew he was flustered.Just like at the end of last term, she always worried him.

Even if Draco's eyes were filled with arrogance and evil, they shouldn't be anxious.

The kiss at the beginning was delicate and seductive, but Astria gradually changed from dominance to passivity at the end, and the breath of this kiss became ambiguous and difficult.

Finally, when Astria blinked from blur to sober, she was already lying limply on the sofa, and Draco was directly above her at some point, with one hand behind her head and the other Elbows by her head.

Taking a closer look, Asteria's face turned red. This, this, this... posture is too misleading.She covered her face and thought: Should she be glad that she didn't choose a single sofa?

Because of the kiss, Draco's pale face became rosy, and his pale pink lips became radiant.

Hearing the noble and gorgeous chuckle of the platinum boy, Astria licked her lips, and kissed those extremely beautiful lips again like a ghost.

The two of them vaguely knew that if they kissed again, something... might happen, so they stopped soon this time.

Facing the innocent eyes of his little girlfriend, Draco felt that he was doing it to himself while enjoying her "Knightley's unique" comfort...

Draco could only pull both of them up from the couch.And after the intimacy just now, the uneasiness in his heart that didn't suit him has long since dissipated.

He thought that as long as she was there, he would not be so vulnerable.

"Well... are you okay?" Asteria said with a pun.Taste a product, but also feel meaningful.

Draco glanced at her and replied meaningfully, "Trust me dear, that's great."

——If the ears of the two of them were not red, the credibility of these words should be much higher.

The two decided to talk.

Astria asked him why he said Hogwarts might not be safe anymore.As soon as she finished asking, her heart trembled, she tightly hugged his waist and raised her head from Draco's arms, "Did he give you a mission?"

Draco nodded, then shook his head again, seeing that Asteria was about to suffocate nervously.

In fact, this holiday, except when he needs to show up when necessary, her mother told him not to go out of the room at other times, low presence is the best way to ignore.

Only one day when his mother held him for a long time without speaking, and later he ordered the elf in the dark to tell him what happened in the hall, he realized that he almost needed to be branded a Death Eater because his "good" aunt— —

The Dark Lord still appeared in the hall of Malfoy Manor that day, and he needed to complete a task alone.

Kill Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore is a cunning guy, hiding in Hogwarts, he has Hogwarts to protect him." The Death Eaters here all know that Hogwarts is protected by an ancient spell from long ago, anyone can invade no.

But once it invades, it is a symbol of glory, because it is the cradle of hope, and crushing the birthplace of hope is a very exciting thing for them.

"My master, we also have people in Hogwarts." Bellatrix's black eyes shone with a light of credit.

The two Malfoys sitting next to her froze instantly, and Lucius held his wife's hand tightly under the table.

Just as Bellatrix was about to continue, another deep voice interrupted her, "Master, allow me to offer you my allegiance."

"It seems that some people have been suspicious of me. I think this is a good time to show their loyalty." Snape took a special look at Bella who was very angry after being cut off.

"Master, I think Draco is a better choice." Bellatrix said eagerly, wanting to snatch this mission that would be glorious after completion.

Hearing these words, Narcissa's hands under the table trembled so hard.That's her son!

"Lucius, what do you think, do you think Draco can complete this task?" The Dark Lord asked while touching the giant snake on his shoulder.

As soon as he spoke, the voice below suddenly disappeared.

Narcissa held his hand painfully, but it also made Lucius extremely sober. He was sincere and humble, "For the master, it is his honor."

— Sly Malfoy.

When the Dark Lord asked this question, they all thought that Malfoy might be responsible for this task, but what everyone present did not expect was that the Dark Lord handed over the task to Snape.

But Draco needed to put the Death Eaters in Hogwarts.

This is why he said that Hogwarts might not be safe, and it is also the reason why he told Astria not to come back. Part of the reason why the Death Eaters entered Hogwarts was because she, Knightley, was in Hogwarts. Ci.

When the dark forces live in Hogwarts, they have one less place to hide.

Astria didn't know what to say for a while.There is an unexpected, reasonable feeling.

"Don't worry." She patted Draco on the back, which complicated Draco's emotions and made him feel like his roles were reversed.

The next thing that puts Draco in a better mood is that the scar-headed Potter is not staring at his Marauder's Map nervously, and with Asteria, he can sleep well tonight.

One day, that map, he must burn it!