Time back to earlier.

　　 "Fallen!"

　　 "The key is flying!"

　　 "Shenfeng Wuying!" "Powder crushed bones!"

　　 "All petrochemicals!"

　　 At an earlier moment, Malfoy arrived at the final destination earlier than Chilo and Audio-Technica. He walked into the last room and slowly came to the front of the Mirror of Eris.

　　 "People who don\'t want to get the magic stone can really get him." Malfoy chuckled at the thought of this. Reaching out from his right pocket, a stone appeared in his hand. "I\'m sorry, I don\'t lack money, and I don\'t want immortals full of side effects." He thought of it, playing with the stone a few times, and found it boring, and put it back in his pocket. "As for you, Voldemort, you can witness how deep the double illusion is. The mirror and the resurrection stone both show the same scene. That must be very interesting." He chuckled softly, and then from the left Another stone was pulled out of his pocket.

　　 "This thing really burns." Malfoy looked at the stone and couldn\'t help but smile.

　　 This is the resurrection stone he picked up from the Gunter old house last time,

　　 "It can be regarded as a unique achievement to see the person who was resurrected, Voldemort, thank me." Not knowing how to do it, he put that other stone into the mirror.

　　 The Mirror of Eris can bring people who don’t want to get the magic stone to it. Naturally, it can also get people who don’t want the resurrection stone to get the resurrection stone. After all, Voldemort or Chilo now want the former.

　　 "The taste of falling from heaven to **** should be uncomfortable." Malfoy had returned to the bedroom at this time, pretending to be a serious study.

　　 As Voldemort took the resurrection stone to his hand, after enjoying a short hallucination, he returned to reality because the stone was broken. Even if the Three Sacred Objects can be preserved in the face of Li Huo, it is already very good, but after someone\'s grip, it is estimated that it will be inevitable.

Voldemort, as the most powerful dark wizard of today, naturally has the will to resist hallucinations, but these wills are always limited. Under normal circumstances, he may be addicted to more than ten seconds, and then sober, but now he is completely indulging in the meantime However, within three seconds, the stone shattered, and it would never be the same experience for you to be awake and passively awakened, realizing that you were deceived by Voldemort.

　　The power of the Resurrection Stone seems to be very strong, and even Voldemort\'s spirit is a little shocked. He found that his only remaining magic power is temporarily unable to exert, even affecting the host of Chilo.

　　 "Kilo, what did you tell me? Is there a magic stone here?" The sharp voice was so cold that Voldemort, who had recovered his calmness, now only wanted to vent, and this man seems to be a good choice right now.

"Master, I don\'t know. The stone must be on Potter\'s body. I will find it if I kill him." Quirrell said in horror. He couldn\'t imagine what punishment he would receive. Harry pounced, because he also realized that his body was not right now, he could only choose melee.

Harry had passed out, and Quirrell grabbed his neck, but there was an unbearable pain in his hand. "Master, I can\'t catch him--my hand--my hand!\'\' Quirrell Howling with pain, his hand was as bright as red as he was burned by fire.

　　 "Tom, you really came back." An old voice suddenly came from all around the room.

　　 "Damn it." Voldemort scolded, and then he fell silent.

"No, Master, don\'t abandon me! I can kill Potter!" Quirrell felt that his power was losing, that person was escaping from his body, and Quirrell\'s expression was more and more frightened, I don\'t know if I was afraid that Voldemort would kill him immediately, or whether I was afraid of the endless Azkaban career in the future.

"Stupid guy, bad thing for me." Voldemort adjusted his spirit as much as possible, perhaps humiliating, but he could only choose to escape, but he never thought that today\'s things were done by someone who was extremely loyal in his eyes. .

　　 "Dumbledore, you wait, I will come back." In the end, he could only put down a ruthless word and escaped in disgrace.

　　Dumbledore did not try to stay him, or he knew he could not stay, or perhaps he knew that it was meaningless, but the muddy old eyes behind his glasses showed a trace of clarity, and there seemed to be some surprises.

　　 "It\'s time to talk to the kid." He touched his nose, which had been interrupted several times, and said to himself, now the old man\'s eyes have become amazingly sharp.

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There is no difference from the original world line. Everything that happened between Harry and Quirrell in the dungeon has gone wild. Perhaps some people have been beautified and modified. Most students still believe the official words. As for Slytherin’s Most students are difficult to accept.

　　 "Draco, I have an ominous hunch." Pansy whispered beside Malfoy.

　　The grand atmosphere in the auditorium, the school is holding a year-end banquet, the students of the four colleges gathered together. The auditorium was decorated with green and silver representing Slytherin to celebrate their winning the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years. On the wall behind the guest table, a huge banner with a Slytherin snake hung.

　　 "What\'s wrong, Pansy?" Malfoy asked.

　　 Pansinu nodded and pointed to the door of the auditorium. It was Harry who walked in slowly. At the moment he entered, suddenly there was no sound in the auditorium, and then suddenly everyone began to speak loudly again.

"I feel like this guy will earn a lot of points for Gryffindor. Look at the announcement made by Dumbledore, how partial it was. At that time, I felt that I could be expelled directly from the dungeon." Pansy stared at Ha. Lee, just like seeing the enemy of life and death.

　　 "More than that, they are luxury extra bonus packages for four." Malfoy thought of it in his heart, but he had no feeling, no matter whether he was a past life or this life, he was a person with no sense of collective honor.

　　 "Then be mentally prepared to see the ugliness of the adult world." Malfoy rubbed Pansy\'s hair.

　　 "Are we really going to lose?" she asked.

　　 "I didn\'t say that." Malfoy immediately showed his innocence.

After a while, Dumbledore also arrived, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided. "Another year has passed!" Dumbledore said cheerfully. "Before enjoying these delicious dishes, I must trouble everyone to listen to the cliché of an old man. What a wonderful year this is! Your little brain is sure It is more abundant than in the past. There are a whole summer vacation waiting for you in the past, which will allow you to digest those things before the next semester and make your mind free.

"Now, as far as I know, we must first conduct the Academy Cup award ceremony. The specific scores of each college are as follows: fourth place, Gryffindor, 312 points; third place, Hufflepuff, Three hundred and fifty-two points; Ravenclaw four hundred and twenty-six points, Slytherin four hundred and ninety-two points."

Neville was not present that day, and Gryffindor should still be in third place compared to the last world line, because they can still be 50 points more, but someone\'s academic hegemony attribute completely suppresses Miss Everything, in class The increase and decrease in points have offset those gaps. Even Slytherin\'s score is higher than before.

A thunderous cheer and stomping broke out on Slytherin\'s table. Malfoy was expressionless. Pansy seemed to be in a bad mood because of what he had just said. The dark cloud in his heart had been lingering.

　　 "Yeah, yeah, good performance." Dumbledore said, "However, a few things that have happened recently must also be counted." The auditorium became very quiet, and the Slytherins\' smiles converged. "Uh, uh," Dumbledore cleared his throat, "I still have some final points to be assigned. Let me see. By the way, "The first item-Mr. Ron Weasley" Ron\'s face suddenly It\'s so bright that it looks like a carrot in the sun. "He won Hogwarts\' most exciting game for many years. I reward Gryffindor Academy for fifty. "

　　The cheers of the Gryffindors almost overturned the enchanted ceiling. The stars above them also seemed to be shaking slightly. You can hear Percy telling other heads aloud: "It\'s my younger brother, you know! My youngest younger brother! Successfully passed Professor McGonagall\'s giant chessboard array!"

　　 Everyone finally calmed down. "Second item-Miss Hermione Granger. She faced the fire and calmly performed logical reasoning. More than that, she calmly used the magic spell on the chessboard to help her teammates and used the knowledge in the herbal medicine class to solve it. I’m going to reward Gryffindor College for 60 cents." Hermione buried her face in her arms. No one knew her mood. Harry suspected she was crying with joy, but her mood was sour at the moment. Incomparable: "He knows everything, the devil\'s net, the simplified obstacle curse, he knows everything, he helped us, but now it is only us who added points." She then looked up silently in the direction of Slytherin. I only saw Malfoy sitting precariously, with no expression. "These extra points might have belonged to him." She wanted to stand up and tell Dumbledore aloud, but could not speak.

　　 "The third item-Harry Potter" said Dumbledore. The hall suddenly became very silent. "He showed great fearless courage and extraordinary courage. For this, I would also reward Gryffindor College for seventy."

　　 The noise is deafening. Those who shouted hoarsely while calculating their scores know that Gryffindor is now 492 points-exactly the same as Slytherin\'s. They have already rushed to the Academy Cup champion-it would be nice if Dumbledore\'s award gave Harry a point.

　　 Dumbledore raised a hand. The auditorium gradually became quiet again.

"There are many kinds of courage," Dumbledore smiled. "We need superman\'s courage to deal with our enemies. It takes courage to stick to our position in front of our friends. Therefore, I want to reward Mr. Neville Longbottom. very."

　　If someone is standing outside the auditorium at this moment, it may be thought that an explosion has occurred here, and the cheers on the Gryffindor table are higher than the waves. Harry and Ron immediately stood up and cheered loudly, but Neville\'s face was astonished, and he was suddenly overwhelmed by the crowd squeezed to hug him. He never gave Gryffindor a point! Everyone was crazy, except for Hermione, she just stood up slowly from the seat and gently clapped her hands. No one noticed her. abnormal.

"This means," Dumbledore had to roar loudly to overwhelm the thunderous cheers, because even the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were celebrating Slytherin\'s sudden defeat, "We need to make some minor changes to the decoration here."

　　 He clapped his hands, and immediately, those green drape ribbons turned bright red, silver became golden; the giant Slytherin snake disappeared, replaced by a majestic Gryffindor lion.

　　Snape was shaking hands with Professor McGonagall, his face embarrassed with an awkward smile. His eyes met Harry, and Harry immediately understood that Snape\'s attitude towards him had not changed at all. Harry felt that there was nothing to worry about. It seems that next year\'s life will return to normal, at least to Hogwarts\' usual state.

　　 This is the best night of Harry\'s life, better than the day of winning the Quidditch game and celebrating Christmas. He will never and never forget this night.

　　 "How do you know we would lose long ago?" Pansy\'s head was pulled down. Unfortunately, Malfoy\'s crow-like prophecy came into effect. "The seven-game winning streak of our first year at the college was ended. Why? You performed so well in class, why didn\'t you give us more points?" Pansy hammered Malfoy\'s shoulder, his body shivering with anger and seemed to be Cry like anytime. She also knew that she was making trouble unreasonably. The situation at the scene had already shown that no matter how high the Slytherin score was, it would be exceeded, but she just wanted to vent, just want to be angry, she began to sob.

　　 "Don\'t be angry, the Academy Cup can\'t be eaten as a meal." Malfoy comforted her by patting her on the back with her arms around her, gently calming her for a while before her crying stopped.

　　 The banquet was over, and the students of various colleges began to disperse.

　　 Malfoy was about to go back to the bedroom. The other day he was exhausted because of Voldemort, and he never got a good rest. As he walked on the road, he couldn’t help thinking: “The reutilization rate of those institutions is really good, the three-headed dog is not dead, the key just changes shape, and the chess pieces can automatically recover, as for the potion...” With a shudder, he remembered the poison that Dumbledore seemed to never drink after five years.

　　 "Professor Dumbledore is waiting for you in his principal\'s office, Mr. Draco." Professor McGonagall stopped him, her face puzzled. "It seems to be some questions for the final exam, he will ask you." Professor McGonagall added. Although Professor McGonagall didn\'t like Slytherin very much, she still had to say two words to the student: "satisfied", so now she is also wondering why Dumbledore came to him because of the final exam problem. She seems that the final exam questions are not necessarily harder than her usual questions.

　　 "Okay, I know, Professor McGonagall." Malfoy nodded. "When did the old bee\'s psychic temptation become so powerful, even now I even think he knows it, and now I am so far away from him." Of course, this is just a joke. As for why Dumbledore came to him, he knew it.

　　 "Right, the password is a pile of cockroaches." Professor McGonagall added.

　　 "Thank you." Malfoy replied.

　　 came to the office for the second time, Malfoy knew the road.

　　 The word "cockroach pile" was spoken, and the stone monster jumped aside. Surprisingly, the door inside was not closed.

It was still a familiar arrangement. Various silverware was spitting smoke. Dumbledore was ripping a sizzling honey candy wrap at his desk. He seemed to hear the sound. He looked up and hurriedly waved to him. : "Don\'t stand, sit down, my boy."

Malfoy was wondering whether his memory was a problem or the other party\'s problem. The last meeting was a bit of an upswing. Now the old bee pretends to be like no one else. The older the face is, the thicker the skin is false.

　　 "You were wronged this time by the College Cup." Dumbledore gave up the packaging of the lollipop and said kindly to Malfoy.

　　 "Professor, what are you talking about, why can\'t I understand?" Malfoy began to act silly. "Don\'t I have some problems with the final exam results? Where is the problem?"

　　 "Hehe." Dumbledore shook his beard and smiled awkwardly: "It\'s nothing, just too good. I think I need to reward you."

　　 "Thank you professor, I don\'t need it. I have to comfort my little girlfriend. She cried so sad today." Malfoy stepped back. Just kidding, I didn\'t knock on the bamboo sticks that I sent to the door. I really thought I was a good young man?

　　 "I think that trauma to the soul needs such a thing to heal." Dumbledore pulled out a delicate bottle from his arms, filled with crystal clear liquid. Even through a glass, Malfoy could feel the powerful magical fluctuations there, and a sense of holiness.

　　 "When you open your eyes and talk nonsense, in what years can the tears of Phoenix still heal the wounds in your heart?" Malfoy still took the bottle down, so sullen in his heart. "I think this thing should still be useful, isn\'t it? Thank you very much." He paused and then said: "Yes, Professor, I picked up a strange stone when I was hanging out in school the other day, can you Can\'t you take a look at me?" He touched his pocket and pulled out the magic stone on the table.

　　 "Oh, it\'s really a magic stone, I think I have to study for a few days." Dumbledore said, holding his glasses, and then took the magic stone into his arms. Then he asked sincerely: "Harry said he also saw a strange stone. Do you know what that is?"

"Holding that stone, if you can get that stone, you should be able to see the same person in the mirror of Eris, and your wand looks like a series, but now, it should have been It turned gray," Malfoy said lightly, and then turned away, leaving Dumbledore with a back.

　　 No one saw Dumbledore\'s hand suddenly clenched the corner of the table. The death of his sister was the heaviest pain in his life.

　　 Malfoy took a breath. "It\'s really troublesome to deal with the old bee." He shook his head. "However, in order to repair the relationship, he really was willing to give up his blood." Thinking of him again glancing at a bottle of Phoenix tears in his hand, the magic inside almost overflowed.

The last meeting proved his own strength. This incident of the Magic Stone shows his position. Dumbledore may still be skeptical, but of course, the choice of a talented and talented child Dumbledore will certainly be Yes, he is different from Voldemort. He has the love of his loved ones, and maybe there are friends. Dumbledore will naturally find a way to attract him. In a sense, he and Voldemort are a kind of person. UU reads www.uukanshu.com for the purpose play hard. In the face of his mortal circumstances, he can also set a plan to make the best use of his death to make the game. It can be seen that in this sense, he is more terrible than Voldemort.

There may be other reasons. If Malfoy was a poor and pure white Muggle wizard, he might have been arbitrarily rubbed and rounded by old Deng, but now Malfoy’s father has the right to speak as a school director and in the wizarding world. People, Dumbledore can only choose to lure.

"Actually, old Deng, you are really not suitable for education." Malfoy remembered Voldemort\'s childhood, once Tom Riddle was stubborn and abnormal, hanged a child\'s rabbit, took other people\'s things for himself, and abducted him. What did Dumbledore do when the two children entered the seaside cave? Control violence with violence! He used a burning closet to force Riddle to confess. He said "love", but he dealt with an orphan in this way.

When you can coerce a person to give in to him, but I don’t know that an evil seed has already been buried, today I can’t beat you, you make me give in, then I am stronger than you, and I can make you give in This may be the first lesson Dumbledore taught Voldemort.

　　 "But it doesn\'t matter, the benefits are the most tangible." Malfoy couldn\'t help looking at the bottle of Phoenix tears, fascinated by the majestic magic. "This thing is much more practical than the old wand. Maybe it\'s one more life." Malfoy, who had a huge harvest, was in a good mood and couldn\'t help blowing a whistle and returned to the bedroom with a whistle. Some Slytherin students I thought it was because of the College Cup that he was mad after being stimulated.

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