Section 1 In the school hospital, Draco was lying on the bed with a thick bandage on his arm. Standing next to the hospital bed were Sauron, Isabella, Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle. Pansy's eyes were red and she had been crying since she was in the ward. "It's all my faultit's all my fault" Pansy muttered in a low voice, "I almost killed Draco." "Forget it, it's nothing?" Draco curled his lips, "I just want to I felt really scared. I thought the Iron Armor Curse would work." He glanced at Pansy, who was still crying. "I said, Pansy, stop crying. I'm fine." Pansy glanced at her. Draco, blushing slightly, nodded. Sauron raised his eyebrows and looked at Pansy and then at Draco, "How do you feel, Draco, is the wound still bleeding?" Draco raised his shoulder, as if it affected the wound, and he hissed. He then slowly lowered his arm and said, "It's okay. Madam Pomfrey used healing magic on me, but the effect wasn't very good. Later, my godfather brought me some magic potion, which finally stopped the bleeding. "But it's still not healed." "That's not surprising." Sauron said, "I didn't even expect that the hippogriff's claws have the ability to break demons." He glanced at Draco, paused and said. "You're lucky. If you hadn't blocked it with your arms, that guy would have cut your head open." Draco shrugged, Isabella had no expression on her face, and Crabbe and Goyle on the side had their mouths wide open, their faces full. Surprised, Pansy covered her mouth in horror, looking like she was about to cry again. Sauron didn't pay attention to the others and sat on the chair beside him. "So, what do you want to do next?" "What to do?" Draco didn't quite understand. "About this matter, I don't think your father will be unresponsive." Sauron looked into Draco's eyes. "My son was attacked by a monster at Hogwarts and almost lost his life. I guess Mr. Malfoy He should have already expressed his dissatisfaction to Dumbledore." After hearing this, Draco smiled slightly proudly and said in a confused way: "That hippogriff is cool, isn't it?" Sauron picked it. Raising his eyebrows, he was a little surprised by Draco's words. "Your Highness, I remember you didn't kill that guy, right?" Draco continued, "To be honest, I have always wanted to have a pet like that." "Well." Sauron narrowed his eyes and stared at Draco slowly. Said slowly: "Unfortunately, hippogriffs are dangerous magical creatures and are prohibited transactions according to regulations, so" "So-" Draco smiled even more proudly, "I beg my father to do me a small favor. After all, , Such an opportunity is rare.¡± ¡°Hehehehe¡± Sauron smiled in a low voice, ¡°Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness.¡± ¡¡¡ The third grade. Potions class, Slytherins will still have Gryffindor students together. Before going to Potions class, Sauron met Harry and the three of them on the way to the underground classroom. When he saw Sauron, Harry came over in a hurry, looking worried. "You guys go down first." Sauron turned to Drake and said to him. Draco nodded, glanced at Ron provocatively, and proudly left with Pansy and the others. "Well, Sauron." Harry hesitated, "Is Malfoy okay?" Sauron nodded: "It's okay, at least Madam Pomfrey let him leave the hospital." He looked at Harry, "Why so suddenly? It's a bit abnormal to be concerned about Draco. " "You know, something like this makes Hagrid very sad." Harry frowned, a little embarrassed, "The student was injured in class. I think Hagrid. Hagrid will definitely be punished. He finally became a professor. If Malfoy makes a fuss about this matter, Hagrid will definitely be in big trouble. I think" "You want me to persuade Draco. , told him not to pursue it." Sauron raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry, which made Harry look even more embarrassed. "I'm afraid I can't help. Draco didn't do anything wrong in this matter. As for pursuing the case, I'm afraid that even if Draco doesn't care, the Ministry of Magic and the School Supervisory Committee will intervene, so I can't do anything." "But Mrs. Hagrid "It's pitiful." Hermione said from the side, "He locked himself in the hut and refused to come out. He was so sad. I mean, actually Malfoy is fine" "In fact, Draco almost died. !" Sauron interrupted Hermione impatiently, "The problem is not how Draco is doing now, but that a hippogriff attacked a student in class. This kind of thing has a bad impact, no matter whether the Malfoy family pursues it or not. Relevant departments will intervene in the investigation. " "But" What else did Harry want to say?? was interrupted by Sauron waving his hand. "Okay, this matter is beyond your control. You know, it has nothing to do with you. I believe Professor Dumbledore will handle it. Now, it's time for us to go to Potions class." After saying that, Sauron turned and left. , leaving Harry and the three of them looking at each other. "He's gone too far." Hermione fumed angrily, "How could he be like this, a cold and heartless guy, a true Slytherin." Harry smacked his lips, looking very embarrassed, while Ron frowned, looking a little bit Puzzled. "Hey, let me tell you." Ron said uncertainly, "Do you remember, when we were in first grade?" He looked at the two of them and whispered, "Whenever we asked about the Sorcerer's Stone, Ron responded to us in the same way, and the impatient expression on his face was exactly the same as before. " "You mean-" Hermione glanced at Ron, looking surprised, "Soran is perfunctory with us¡ª¡ª" Sauron knows something, but he doesn't want to tell us." Ron nodded vigorously. Sauron naturally doesn¡¯t know what Harry and the others are thinking. In fact, even if he knew, he probably wouldn¡¯t care. In the next Potions class, Snape's attitude towards Gryffindors was as bad as ever, and of course, towards Sauron, he was as cold as ever. The content of this class is the preparation of shrinking potions, which is still very difficult for most students who have just entered the third grade. Snape wandered around the classroom, constantly looking for trouble for the Gryffindors. As Snape's main focus, Harry, Ron and Neville did not escape the fate of being scolded, especially It was Neville, the fat little guy who had never been very clever, who was in big trouble - he got the proportions of ingredients wrong, and Snape threatened to experiment with his pet toad at the end of class, filling it with his own self. Configured potions. Draco seemed very leisurely, with thick bandages on his arms, and all the work was done by Pansy who was sitting next to him on purpose - this made Derak look at him every time Sauron looked at him meaningfully. Lark will look a little embarrassed. At the end of get out of class, under the watch of the whole class, Snape poured a large spoonful of the shrinking potion Neville had prepared into Neville's toad. Fortunately, with the help of Hermione, the potion was successful and did not shrink the toad. poison. "Consider him lucky." Draco said with some disappointment, Sauron just shrugged, and he whispered: "That little girl still has a few tricks up her sleeve." Draco snorted disdainfully, and several people walked down the stairs together. Walk up from the basement. At this time, Sauron frowned fiercely - another kind of rule fluctuation was nearby. "You guys go first, I have something to do." Sauron said casually, turned around and walked in the other direction. In an empty classroom, Hermione was carrying a heavy schoolbag. She looked around nervously, fumbled at the collar of her robe, and pulled out a long and fine gold chain from under the robe. There was a piece of gold hanging from the bottom of the chain. It was a small, shiny gold timer. She thought for a moment and twisted the timer in a circle - and then, like water flowing rapidly past her, Hermione's figure slowly became distorted and blurred, Then disappeared. A ball of black fire appeared out of thin air. Sauron stood in the classroom, his golden eyes looking at the place where Hermione disappeared. The rules of time were distorted. Although this distortion was gradually recovering, it was still obvious. "It turns out it's just a time turner." Sauron said to himself, "But it's really brave to allow students to use this kind of thing." Section 3 Professor Luping got a Bo Gert, keep it in the closet in the staff room. In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he taught the students how to deal with this magical creature. Before the Slytherins, students from the other three houses had already faced Boggarts in class. The staff room was a long room filled with mismatched old chairs. After all the Slytherins entered the room, Lupine waved his wand and the door to the room closed automatically. "Now, here it is," Professor Lupine said, waving the class to the end of the lounge. There was an old wardrobe¡ª¡ªthat's where the teachers kept their surplus robes. Professor Lupine walked to the closet and stood still. The closet suddenly shook and banged against the wall. It looked like the Boggart was locked inside. "There's a Boggart in there. They like dark, enclosed spaces," Professor Lupine said. "Closets, the space under the bed, the cupboard under the sink - one time I came across an old clock hidden in my ancestral home. This one had been moved in the afternoon before yesterday, and I asked the principal if we could leave it alone so that my third graders could have some practice. ¡°So, the first question we have to ask ourselves is, Borg"What is it?" Draco raised his hand. Although he didn't like Lupine's slovenly dress, he still tried to show his excellence in class. "They are good at transformation," Draco said confidently, ¡°It takes on the image of what we fear and elicits our fears. " "It's really good. "Professor Lupine said, "To be more precise, Boggart will transform into the thing that most evokes our pain and weakness, an image that we least want to recall or face deep in our hearts. Therefore, the Boggart sitting in the darkness in the closet has not yet taken on any form. It doesn't know what can scare people outside the door. No one knows what a boggart looks like when alone, but when I release it, it will immediately become what each of us fears the most. " Several girls took a breath and looked very nervous, and the expressions of several boys were also unnatural. "This means," Professor Lu Hu said, "Before we start, we have some knowledge about Boggarts. Huge advantage - because there are so many of us, it doesn't know what kind of beech it should become. When dealing with boggarts, the best way is to have more people. It becomes confused. What should it look like? A headless corpse, or a flesh-eating slug? Once I saw a boggart make such a mistake - he wanted to scare two people at the same time, so he turned himself into a Half slug. Not scary at all. Several students couldn't help but smile, and the Slytherins admitted that Lupine's lecture was quite interesting. "The spell to repel a Boggart is simple, but requires willpower. You know, what really scares away a Boggart is laughter. All you have to do is force it into what you think is a ridiculous image. "We don't have to do that yet. Just say this spell with the magic wand. Please tell me funny!" "Funny!" the whole class said in unison. "Okay," said Professor Lupine, "very good. But, I'm afraid that's just the easy part. You know, it is not enough to say this mantra. It's up to you, when the Boggart bursts out of the closet, to grab your wand and scream 'Funny' - and try to concentrate on imagining how to make them ridiculous. Now, I hope that each of you will take a moment to think about what you are most afraid of, and then imagine how you can force it to become something that looks ridiculous" The classroom immediately became quiet, and after a while, After a while, Lupine asked: "Is everyone ready? Mr. Malfoy, you are the first one, and everyone else should step back to leave a clear space. " "I count to three. "Professor Lupine said, he also pointed his wand at the closet, "One-two-three-start!" A burst of sparks shot out from the end of Professor Luping's wand, and the sparks hit the handle of the closet door. The closet door opened - a pale human face emerged from the darkness of the closet, the eyeballs without pupils were lifeless, and the whole face seemed to be swollen and rotten by being soaked in water. Draco couldn't help but take a step back. , he took a deep breath and shouted: "Funny." With a bang, the dead man's face seemed to hit the glass hard, and it was flattened. The originally terrifying facial features were exaggeratedly deformed, like a clown. "Well done. . Lupine said, "Next." " It was Pansy who stepped forward. The boggart suddenly turned into mist. The next moment, a huge hippogriff stood in the middle of the classroom, spreading its wings and chirping fiercely at Pansy. " Funny! "Pansy pointed her wand at the Boggart - the hippogriff shrank, still fluttered its wings, and turned into a hen. "Then, the students relaxed completely. Crabbe and Goyle's Boggart were the same. All of them were a giant black bull. It seemed that the encounter in the first grade spells class left a shadow on the two. When all the students were finished, it was Sauron's turn to become a Boggart again. The mist, and then surprisingly, the Boggart did not turn into something, but condensed into some three-dimensional image: On the earth burning with raging flames, a mountain-like dark tower stands on the endless white bones Above, blood rain dripped from the dark sky and formed a river on the ground. A black dragon was entrenched on the top of the tower, and black flames burned around him, roaring to the sky, echoing like thunder. Between heaven and earth. His cold golden eyes scanned the world, revealing supreme majesty and sadness like the sea. That was his throne, and he only had the endless loneliness. , The Lonely King