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Volume 4: A Different Scarlet Bullet Chapter 28: Principal's Office

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    Chapter 28 Headmaster's Office When he returned to the Slytherin lounge, Draco still looked angry. The immortal Dumbledore, in the same situation, not only spared the Gryffindors.  , and deliberately called them to his principal's office. This is simply unfair to the extreme. If it weren't for the fact that Dumbledore didn't deduct points, he would have killed Gryffindor even if he was trying to hurt both sides.  The trio pulled the strings. At least in terms of quantity, the three-person Gryffindor was more unlucky than the two of them. "Why did you just agree to his invitation? I don't want to see that damn old thing at all."  Until he entered the lounge, Draco was still complaining about Sephiroth's self-assertion, but he forgot that he had agreed to a duel on his behalf not long ago. "Draco, okay, close your  Just tell me, do you think we can still refuse to agree to it under such circumstances?" Sephiroth said angrily. It was obvious that Draco had caused this trouble himself, but he was blamed afterward.  Did he think he was a good gentleman?  "Does he still dare to do anything to us?" Draco said with some surprise. He really never thought that Dumbledore would dare to harm them in the fun of learning. "Of course he won't do anything to us, but don't forget, Dumbledore  Bumbledore is the principal, and he has great power here. Many professors in this school are die-hard members of Dumbledore. As long as Dumbledore gives the order, our life will not be easy in the future." Safi  Rose naturally knew that Dumbledore would not take action against them, but if he was made to think that the Slytherin duo was an unstable factor, then the good days of Sephiroth and Draco would be over.  , let alone Draco, it is impossible for Sephiroth to play with Dumbledore, an old fox. "Anyway, just be careful tomorrow. Dumbledore will not dare to attack the students." Before leaving, Sephiroth  He comforted Draco a few words and asked him to have a good rest. After class tomorrow, he would have to go to the principal's office to deal with the old fox. It would be impossible if he was not energetic. He had no sleep all night, and early the next morning, Draco was still struggling  A pair of slightly dark circles walked out of his room. After all, he was still a child. He would still be uneasy if he was found out after doing bad things. If it were Draco a few years later, he probably wouldn't care about this kind of thing.  It's a boring rule, but it's a pity that he is still very green now. He couldn't sleep well all night. Draco was holding back his resentment. The Slytherin students who saw him spontaneously took a detour, which showed his resentment.  Everyone knew it. "Ah, Merlin, what did I see? Haha! How did Mr. Margang, who always pays attention to his appearance, become like this?" Shabini came out of the corner and happened to bump into the unhappy man.  Draco laughed at his pair of clear black circles. "Shut up, Shabini! You'd better not piss me off!" He exploded at one point and was laughed at when he was in a bad mood. Draco suddenly  Jumping Foot shouted angrily, "Calm down, Draco, you don't look like you at all now." Holding Draco's shoulder with one hand, Sephiroth said to him. In Sephiroth's memory, Draco was the one who was under the influence of his parents.  He is a typical villain who is not afraid of anything, and is bent on death. It is hard to believe that when he was in the first grade, he would be as afraid of the teacher as an ordinary student. "Huh~ I'm sorry, Shabini" Take a deep breath  , Draco forced himself to calm down. He knew how terrible it would be to meet Dumbledore in his current state. It would be a disaster!  Slytherin¡¯s class this morning was Professor Pomona Sprout¡¯s Herbology class. All morning, Draco seemed a little absent-minded. Although he was here, his mind didn¡¯t know where he was. He always  He made frequent mistakes, either forgetting to wear gloves or forgetting to plant the herbs used in class. Even Professor Sprout noticed that Draco seemed to be worried, and kindly persuaded him to go back to the lounge and have a good rest.  For a moment, Draco rejected the professor's suggestion. His absent-mindedness finally attracted the attention of his friends. Miss Pansy had been paying attention to his every move since the morning, comparable to a perverted voyeur. "Draco, you  What's wrong? Don't be alone in your heart." After class, Draco turned around and was about to leave the classroom, but Pansy quickly stopped him. "I'm fine, I'm really fine." Waving his hand, Draco had to explain over and over again.  Yes, it's a pity that Pansy just doesn't believe it. The suspicious look on her face makes Draco helpless."Stop lying, look at you, you look so haggard and heartbroken." Pansy stroked Draco's face gently, her soft and slender palms gently rubbed Draco's face, but  Such an intimate move made Draco very uncomfortable. He shook his head and tried to shake Pansy's hand away. "I just didn't sleep well all night. Why do I feel like I have an incurable disease after listening to what you said?"  " Once anything is excessive, it will make people angry. It is like a gentle breeze and drizzle. Watching the rain in front of the window while listening to the sound of wind and rain while sipping tea is a kind of enjoyment. Countless poets from ancient times to the present have praised it.  Juekou, but once the wind and rain become too strong and turn into a violent storm, I am afraid that no poet can happily drink tea and compose poems. Draco is like this. He feels Pansy's concern very much, and he is very grateful to have such a friend.  But he didn't like such excessive care, which would make him feel constrained. "Really? Okay then." As a pure-blood noble, her mother's teachings from a young age told her that too much is too little, and she knew clearly that Draco's words were just perfunctory.  But Pansy still put the topic to rest knowingly. As long as the other person knew that she cared about him and left a good influence in his heart, that was enough. "Let's go, it's time for the old fox's invitation." She looked at her watch.  Sephiroth realized that it was almost time, and he called Draco to free him from Pansy's gentle trap. It was obviously a gadget invented by Muggles, but wizards have also become popular, and many gadgets in daily life have become popular.  Gadgets such as watches, pocket watches, and lighters are not uncommon in the wizarding world. If they can make their lives more convenient, wizards will not really reject "Cream Mints." With the correct password, the principal's office  The two stone statues blocking the way in front of the door moved away and opened the door. "Welcome, children, please sit down. I have a lot of candies from Duke Bee. Do you want to eat some first?" Just like what he said  , he really poured out a lot of candies from the desk drawer, a large basin full of various candies and snacks. The basin here does not refer to a bowl used for eating, but a bowl used to hold things.  Big Basin Draco and Sephiroth couldn't help but raise their eyebrows twitchingly. With so many candies, even they, well-born aristocratic teenagers, would not buy so many at once. God knows how this old fox doesn't have cavities, how can he?  He doesn't even look like a guy who knows how to brush his teeth on time. Should we say that Madam Pomfrey's skills are too good?  "Thanks, but we don't need it. If nothing happens, we have to leave first." Sephiroth looked at the pile of candies as if he had malicious intentions. He didn't dare to forget that Dumbledore, an old guy, was the same person as Sephiroth.  Like Letling, a bastard who does whatever it takes to achieve his goals. Who knows if he will do anything in it. He has no doubt that Dumbledore must have done similar things before. "Well, it's a pity that candy is like this.  What a sweet existence." Dumbledore said regretfully as he peeled off a piece of candy and threw it into his mouth "Draco, I'm so glad you didn't eat those candies. I smelled it on it.  The strong smell of Veritaserum, damn Dumbledore!" Coming out of the principal's office to a deserted corner, Sephiroth suddenly whispered to Draco, "What! Veritaserum? How dare he But, really.  "My taste is not bad enough to eat those candies." After coming out of the principal's office, Draco felt relieved and was still a little distracted. He almost jumped up when he heard this. He didn't know about the problem of Veritaserum at first.  Hearing Sephiroth say this, he was frightened for a while, but when he thought of the disgusting pile of cockroaches, he curled his lips in disdain, "Why didn't he dare to do this? Dumbledore's hands were full of blood, and the pure-blood wizard died in his hands.  Still less?" Laughing at his ignorance and naivety, Sephiroth pointed out how many corpses of pure-blood families Dumbledore had climbed to the highest hall of honor under his brilliance. The conversation in the principal's office, Draco  Sephiroth and Sephiroth did not tell the third person. In fact, their performance was not something worth boasting about. Facing Dumbledore's invisible oppression, they just remained silent for the majority of them with an attitude of resolute non-cooperation and indifference.  At that time, it was Dumbledore who was talking, or just giving them a vague warning, or advising them. Dumbledore was the one who wanted to lose face after all. He didn't say it outright, but he must have known in his heart that whether it was him or Si  There is no mistaking the two people in Leitlin. He is trulySephiroth and Draco must have known what he wanted to express. He did not want to get along with his students like this. It can be seen from Tom's incident that there is indeed something unauthentic about his behavior that he regrets very much.  The choice made at that time, maybe if I had to be more concerned with Tom, be less wary and more sincere, maybe the Dark Lord Voldemort, who is feared by everyone in the future, would not be born. It was precisely because of his wariness and rejection that led to Tom's final departure.  In exchange for warmth and love, he plunged into a cold-blooded and cruel environment. This has always been a thorn in his heart. He has always wanted to make up for his mistakes and eliminate Tom who became the Dark Lord. Today, he faced it again with the same attitude.  Draco and Sephiroth were definitely not what he wanted, but he had to give them a warning so that they would not follow the same path. Because they were so similar, with the same talent, the same contempt for authority, and the same  Of Slytherin!
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