[HP] The Last Demon King

When Malfoy saw a certain name on the magic map, he thought he was hallucinating. When he rushed out of the boys' dormitory and ran all the way into the secret road leading to the Muggle village outside the castle, what he saw was Eredine who was resting Silk.

There is an extra reclining chair and small dining table in the secret passage. Eridins is now leisurely lying on the chair and reading a book. The first thing Malfoy sees when he comes in is that she picks up a piece of coffee from the small dining table. corn chips.

"You're here." Eridins noticed her immediately, and the words appeared in the air, as she held out the cornflakes to him.

"You're crazy, you dare to come back?!" Malfoy came back to his senses, and strode towards her angrily.

Eridins put the cornflakes that Malfoy had missed into her mouth, and there was a crisp click, "Did you check the map when you came? You weren't being followed, right?"

"Of course! But you forgot, Potter—" Malfoy said anxiously.

"Don't worry, there is no such secret passage on the map in Potter's hand." Eridins sat up from the recliner, stretched out her hand to pull Malfoy, and let him sit down, "Do you think I would come so recklessly?" Hogwarts? Or do you not want to see me at all?"

"Of course I—" Malfoy raised his voice without thinking, only to find that Eridins tilted her head with a smile on her face, and a faint blush appeared on Malfoy's pale face, "Are you kidding me? "He was a little annoyed.

Eridins hugged him gently: "I miss you."

"Cough." Malfoy coughed, but did not speak, and the blush on his face showed signs of getting worse.

"Why are you blushing more easily than before?" Eridins let go of him, and reached out her hand to touch his face as if she was very interested in this phenomenon.

"That's because we haven't seen each other for three months!" Malfoy said angrily.

"do you miss me?"

"What do you think?" Malfoy muttered, and pulled back Eridins' hand that stretched out to his back and hugged him, and switched the positions of hugging and being hugged, "The letter I sent you has received ?"

Eridins paused for a moment: "Got it."

"Why didn't you answer me?" Malfoy's voice was a little aggrieved.

"Isn't it better to meet each other? Writing letters is easy to be caught by the Aurors." Eridins changed the subject, "How are you doing there?"

Speaking of this, Malfoy's face turned cold: "Snape has been inquiring about what I plan to do, and he is too eager...I won't let him take my credit."

Snape trying to take credit for Malfoy?

Eridins immediately denied this possibility in her heart, but she didn't remind Malfoy, Malfoy, and her, were all chess pieces on the chessboard, she was a chess piece, and she was also a chess player, and Malfoy knew too much Instead, unexpected situations will arise.

"You don't do things that put you in danger," Eridins simply wrote.

"There's no danger in doing great things, don't worry, I can do it." Malfoy said lightly, as if he had a chance to win, but Aridins knew him too well, and she could see right away that he was trying to be brave.

Aridins didn't speak, and was quietly hugged by Malfoy.

"The next time we meet is when Dumbledore dies."

"Yeah." Malfoy murmured.

"I believe in you, and you should also believe in me. Be careful...protect yourself, and in the end, there will be me."

When Aritins returned to Voldemort's mansion, Wheaton, who was hovering at the door, greeted her immediately: "Miss, why did you go out? You just woke up, what if..."

"I know how to measure." Eridins walked in, and Whedon stepped up, "Don't talk too much in front of the master."

"I know." Whedon paused, then spoke again: "Miss, I don't know about the matter I asked you..."

"Don't worry, your name will be on the Death Eaters list next time."

Whedon showed excitement, and immediately said: "Thank you, miss!"

Nobody wants to be a babysitter all the time, especially an ambitious man.

Wheaton didn't keep up with her, and Aridins went up to the second floor and returned to her room.

The room was still tightly covered, and a glass bottle with a closed light ball stood on the desk, emitting soft and bright light.Eridins sat down at the table, and took out a black seed from the non-traceable stretch bag she carried with her.

The moment she touched the seed, twelve unfamiliar words reappeared in Eridings' mind. After a period of research, Eridings had figured out what they were.

Modern spells are derived from the ancient runes. It is generally believed that the ancient runes are the original magic spells, but this may not be the case. Eridins speculates that the twelve words in her hand are the original magic texts. After deciphering the meaning of these twelve words, the modern incantations can be converted into the original text of magic to cast spells-the power is at least several times higher.

Although the prospect is very attractive, the reality is very discouraging. Erin Dingsi has been studying for more than three months, but has not yet deciphered a word.

Eridins is not in a hurry, her primary goal now is not the original text of magic, but the most urgent thing in front of her is the issue of soul restoration.

Although it is urgent, it is useless to be anxious. The initiative is with Voldemort, and she is not afraid that Voldemort will ignore her. At present, Voldemort obviously needs her existence. No need for a dead body.

She was waiting, and now she can only wait.Waiting to fulfill the obligation of a pawn, waiting for the time to capture the king.

She pulled the rope of an old-fashioned table lamp beside the table. After a while, someone knocked on her door. After waiting, Whedon opened the door: "Miss, are you looking for me?"

"Let Malfoy come to me."

After a while, Lucius came to her bedroom.Eridins turned the back of the chair, usually she would go to see him in person, even if she couldn't walk away and call him, she would ask him to sit down and talk, but now, she just looked at Lucius coldly .

There was surprise in Lucius' eyes. After waiting for a long time, Eridins did not move. Lucius carefully observed her expression: "What can I do for you?"

"Do you remember what happened at the Ministry of Magic?" Aeridins suddenly reminded him of what happened a few months ago.

"Of course I remember." Lucius replied cautiously.

"Why do you think I saved you?"

"..." Lucius was silent, but the silence was not because he didn't know the answer, on the contrary, he was silent because he knew.

"When I'm shopping in Diagon Alley, the boss always likes to bundle some junk that I don't need on top of the things I buy and sell them to me."

"..."

"I don't need those gifts, I just have to accept them, but this doesn't mean I have to tie this thing with what I want for the rest of my life. If necessary, I can throw away those things that get in my way."

"Mr. Malfoy, I'm not being polite to you because of you. If it weren't for me, you would have been neighbors with dementors now. I hope you can find out where you should stand—isn't this what you have always been good at?"

Lucius' face was gloomy. He knew that his position could no longer be equal to that of Eridins, but for the first time, Eridens brought this reality that he didn't want to face up to before his eyes, and he asked in a low voice. Said: "Miss Eridins, can you tell me what troubled you?"

"Ask your wife." Eridins looked at him coldly.