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Slytherin Code of Conduct Seventeen: We don¡¯t trample on the rules, we use them.
Draco was sitting in the Room of Requirement. The potion formula that could only be revealed through secret words was held in his slightly pale hands. He scanned three lines at a glance. In fact, the formula had been stored in his mind for a long time - this was his two lifetimes. It adds up to the most evil poison I have ever seen, and the preparation process will definitely demand a certain price from the brewer. There is no doubt that the magic world cannot violate the principle of Morgan Litan exchange: only by paying an equal price can you get what you want. desired result.
In fact, all spells in daily life also require a price, but they are very weak. All that needs to be exchanged is the renewable magical support in the wizard's body, while powerful curses require a real price, such as Avada's Kedavra Curse. , an evil spell that can only be cast by abandoning conscience and tearing apart the good things in one's heart. Therefore, the Dark Lord's 'Queen's Death Curse' cannot actually be cast by anyone. In the last life, he tried to cast even one [Cruciato -] but failed because the moment he recited the spell, he felt sick!
Draco looked at the formula that looked like a poisonous scorpion in his hand. To make this potion successfully, he might have to pay a high price, and the Dark Lord was possessed. Will this potion cause him any harm? Draco couldn't tell if it would be fatal, but he had no choice. Draco finally settled his thoughts, and then resolutely took out the folding crucible from the space medicine box. Anyone who dared to harm Malfoy's life and dignity must first step on the dragon's body.
Draco began to brew a forbidden potion in the Room of Requirement that would be enough to lock him in Azkaban for a lifetime if used on a human being. The brewing process took him six nights and he was not finished yet. During these six days, Draco had to rely on palliatives, recovery potions, and supplements almost every day to stay in the same state as usual for school, but Harry still noticed his increasingly cold fingers. Fortunately, he The bluff passed.
Then, on the seventh day.
As daylight dawned, Draco's face had flushed to an abnormal level, and his lips were purple and black. Then he held a large bottle of stabilizing potion prepared in advance with trembling hands and drank it, forcing his rickety body to stay flat. Lying on the floor, it took a long time for his face to slowly return to normal. Looking at the final product, there was a hint of dark poison in the blood red. Draco carefully placed it in the deepest part of the medicine box and sealed it with a secret word.
After casting the Disillusionment Charm, he sneaked back into the Slytherin cellar silently. The common room was as empty as ever, and the charcoal fire had not burned out all night. When he arrived in the dormitory, Harry's bed curtains were thickly covered, and he was still sleeping. , the camouflage spell on his bed has not expired, everything is the same as the previous few days, no one noticed his absence.
very good.
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While Draco was brewing the potion and beginning to quietly recover from the mental and physical losses that he had suffered in the past few days, Harry had been mysteriously communicating with Hagrid, the snowy owl Hyde who was as coquettish as him. Vee would go to the Slytherin table almost every morning to deliver a message and then share what was on his plate with Harry.
this day,
"Draco," Harry pulled him after the dinner in the hall, looking like he was hiding his treasure, "Let's go to Hagrid's hut tonight and wear the Invisibility Cloak."
Draco glanced at him and knew in his heart that this was the dragon egg that was probably going to hatch today. As a reward, he pulled him into the dormitory first, "I have something for you."
"What is it?"
"Reward." He won't hide the secret from himself, well, there is also a reward for helping him finally get a dragon.
"Since the 1890s, every graduate of Hogwarts has had their own graduation yearbook, which is collected by the library. I found out that your parents graduated in 1978. If they were ordinary students, they might There is no other way, but luckily, they used to be the presidents of the male and female student unions"
With Draco's words, Harry's heart beat faster and faster. He didn't know what Draco was referring to, but it would definitely not disappoint him.
Draco took out an old piece of paper from his notebook and said, "The President of the Student Union will have a group photo included in the yearbook."
Harry¡¯s heart was flying at this moment.
It was a torn page with a photo that was half the size of a page. Harry saw his parents at a glance. They were wearing neat Gryffindor uniforms and gold and red ties. The background was floating. Hogwarts Castle is decorated with countless colorful flags and a small Quidditch pitch. The sun is shining brightly and the flowers and plants are fragrant.
They stood there smiling at him and waving. Dad was in high spirits and mother was as gentle as water. Behind them, Harry could even see students working hard.??There was absolutely nothing he could do. Even if he completely turned cold and used sarcastic words, it would not help. So, "Miss Granger, how are you doing with your investigation about the unicorn curse?"
"Don't try to change the subject!" Hermione sat down, but then said, "There is still no useful information, but I have an idea about forgiveness, but it has not been confirmed."
"How?" Draco originally wanted to change the subject, but Hermione's words also caught his attention.
"I checked all the books. Didn't you notice about the way unicorns take blood? All blood taking is done without permission. Whether it's the extreme method of killing it and getting cursed, or taking a little bit and then A gentle way to cure it. Think about it, for a unicorn, what is the essential difference between the two ways of taking blood? They are both harmful!"
The problems that Hermione could see, Draco definitely couldn't see, because he was used to the lofty status of wizards and enjoying the offerings of all magical creatures, especially the existence of house elves, things that lofty wizards to the sky. , to a certain extent, wizards are spoiled children. Hermione is different. The idea of ??equality and mutual respect has been deeply ingrained in all Muggle concepts.
"If killing a unicorn to take blood will bring an eternal curse to the death of a pure creature, then does the blood taken from harming such a pure creature must be completely pure? Although with the current magic potion Judging from the formula and finished product, there haven't been any negative effects or curses caused by the use of unicorn blood, but" Hermione admitted a little discouraged at the same time, "Well, this is just an idea of ??mine. But I¡¯ve looked through all the information and haven¡¯t found any examples of unicorns voluntarily giving their blood.¡±
So, all these ideas are still just conjectures without results.
But Draco had a vague understanding. If he had to filter it carefully, none of the ingredients in the formula seemed to be 'forced to sacrifice'. So unicorn blood is indeed a problem.
But how can we get the unicorn¡¯s forgiveness?
The problem is still not solved.
Hermione found that the topic was taken away by this cunning Slytherin snake, "Okay, come back! Now let's talk about Norbert Alvin." She interrupted Draco's distraction.
Draco calmly turned the "Wizard's Code" in his hand and pushed it to Hermione opposite, "Chapter 18 of the Code of Magical Creatures, Article 326, Paragraph 5 (Draft Amendment 1962) .¡±
Hermione took it in confusion, "[No wizard individual or group shall use man-made factors to force Class A wild magical creatures protected by law to move from their chosen natural habitats. In their habitats, wild magical creatures are completely Protected by law. Except for force majeure factors, such as: war, volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricanes, forest fires, floods] What do you mean?" Hermione had a bad feeling in her heart.
Draco touched the dragon relief on the bracelet with an unpredictable smile, "It means that Alvin can stay wherever she likes to stay. She is a rare magical creature fully protected by the law, and I, Specifically speaking, Malfoy Manor is willing to provide such a 'natural habitat' that is completely uninterrupted by the outside world. It is not that the Malfoy family [raises] a dragon in captivity, but that a dragon chooses [to naturally inhabit] Malfoy Manor."
"Oh, oh, you can't" Hermione's eyes widened, "She will fly away. When she grows up, how can you think that she will be happy to trap herself in a back garden?"
"Obviously you don't understand what Malfoy Manor means." Draco showed Hermione the standard eight teeth, a back garden? Merlin, no matter how smart she is, she is still an ignorant Muggle!
"She's a dragon!" Hermione squeezed out each word through her teeth in a very low voice, like a little snake spitting out a message, "If she doesn't want to, you can't trap her!"
"She thinks of me as her mother, you said so." Draco closed the codex, "Of course Alvin would be happy to stay where my scent exists, as long as a little blood is spilled to achieve the goal. "
"You, you had a premeditated plan" Hermione's fingers and voice were trembling. She understood everything now, including Draco's behavior of grabbing the position when the dragon broke out of its shell. It seemed that for the first time, Hermione truly understood the comment that 'Slytherins are cunning people'.
"Come on, Hermione." Draco called Granger's Christian name for the first time. "Think about the twelve uses of dragon's blood? Think about the dragon scales she sheds every month? Think about the dragon's How many rare magical plants will grow in the habitat? Think about it, you took care of Alvin when she was an egg, you watched her be born, watched her grow up, would you rather never see her again? "
The little witch with shaggy brown hair is confused
The Slytherin platinum viper stood up gracefully and put the code back on the bookshelf, bowed and said goodbye. No matter what Hermione Granger said, one thing was right. If you don't send Alvin away, it will be difficult to carry it in the future. He had to write a letter to his dear father quickly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The little brown-haired little witch is confused
The Slytherin platinum viper stood up gracefully and put the code back on the bookshelf, bowed and said goodbye. No matter what Hermione Granger said, one thing was right. If you don't send Alvin away, it will be difficult to carry it in the future. He had to write a letter to his dear father quickly. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com