Chapter 1647: Draco's theory of sacrifice

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"Hmm ... wasn't Haierbo badly hit by McLean's guy? And it seems that his injury was so severe that he couldn't easily recover. This only disappeared for so long alone! And he was in London for "Everything that 'made' that terrible body, what he needed to heal his injuries ..."
"... mostly also a large number of" deaths ", right?"
At this moment, Malfoy was striding forward on the streets of Muggle.
As he walked, he smiled and told his speculation to Ens and others behind him, and even pointed at the passersby casually when he said the word "death".
To be honest, what he was expressing was indeed too clear-he wanted to lure Haierbo out of Muggle's death!
At the moment behind Malfoy, the expressions of the three, including Ens, are all complicated-Alexander is incredibly and angry, and Pansy is always looking at each other's back with anxiety.
As for Ens, he is probably the most calm of the three, and even some of the opinions of Malfoy seem to be in agreement.
However, even Ens, who also thought that Maca was always intimidated, was disagreeable with the specific content of Malfoy's current plan.
Yes, if you have to say it, it may really be like the first sentence that Pansy said before he appeared-Malfoy, I'm afraid that he has been crazy for too long!
That being said, they also have to admit that Malfoy's speculation is quite likely to be correct.
Even so far, the only person who actually saw Haierbo's injuries was actually Maka. But according to Malfoy's thinking, if Haierbo's inexplicably powerful body was originally obtained by mass slaughtering Muggles and wizards?
So ... if Malfoy's plan is feasible, at least the three of them should not be refuted.
It's just that such a plan that despise Muggles' life is incredibly ridiculous from the beginning of such ideas, isn't it?
Not to mention that Alexander was born of Muggle, even the pure blood of Pansy and a person like Enz who didn't care about other people's feelings could not bear the devil-like thought of Malfoy.
But to say that what is most creepy now is the calm and natural look on Malfoy's surface. He still had a clear mind until this moment, and apparently fully understood what he was doing. It can even be said that he had no doubt pondered this plan after much thought.
Malfoy knew from following Ens and Alexander's departure from Change until now-even if Pansy had just sneaked away under the cover of Alexander to send a letter to the Blois's wizard.
Because after Pansy returned, he made it straightforward, saying that "notifying Maca about this incident" was also within the scope of his plan.
When Pansy asked Malfoy why, he replied that he was well aware that he was not Haierbo's opponent, even though the other party should still be in a state of severe injuries.
"... Oh, speaking of it ... Parkinson, your magical strength seems to be a lot stronger than before? Right, I was actually thinking about it before, maybe only Wolf, Taun and me. Maybe There is no way to cause too many casualties in a short period of time! Since you have also followed, please help me by the way! "
When the three of them followed each other in a similar mood and silently followed, Malfoy stopped in front of him and walked back, speaking the request seriously to Pansy.
"Hey! Parkinson, don't you like me? Until now, don't make a mess anymore, just do what I say! I know, you will help me, won't you?"
Panxi probably didn't even know how to answer. She opened her mouth several times in a row, but eventually swallowed it when she reached her mouth.
In the end, she didn't say anything after all, but kept her lips silent.
"Why don't you speak?" Malfoy frowned, and suddenly frowned. "Is there something wrong with my plan? Think about it, because the guy McLean is always not tough enough to become what he is now-- "
"He is bound by his so-called 'friends', by the girls he likes, and even as if every Muggle is unwilling to sacrifice. A soft-hearted guy like him has nothing but strength to reach When can you defeat the cold-blooded Haierbo? "
"The more hesitant and indecisive he is, the more he is unwilling to see death and sacrifice, and the more people who die eventually will be more and more! Isn't it so?"
Having said that, Malfoy couldn't help smirking, and then he spread his arms in one hand:
"And I already thought about it-against the wicked black wizard of Haierbo, he should not be afraid of sacrifice! As long as he can be removed from this world, as long as the disaster will not continue, including you and me, Anyone can be a victim of victory! I'm dead, the Malfoy family can keep it; you're dead, and the Parkinson family can be proud of you ... aren't you? "
"So, let's go!" Suddenly, Malfoy looked at the three of them, and raised his chin slightly with pride, "I'm not afraid of death, what about you?"
Unknowingly, Malfoy and Pansy, who were arrogantly arrogant, were unaware that the people on this Muggle street seemed to be getting less and less as the former spoke.
Until Malfoy's "you guys" settled down, there was a sudden silence on the street that was still quite lively.
What about people? Where have they been?
Of course, they would not be scared away by Malfoy's "passionate speech", because even his remarks at Muggle must be strange and inexplicable ~ EbookFREE.me ~ that would not let anyone know Muggles hurried away as if they were in the banishment spell.
Then there seems to be only one possibility-what power is leading this scene to quietly happen.
"what happened?"
For the first time, no matter whether it is magic or not, the noise on the street has suddenly disappeared, and naturally the four of them can no longer notice.
Ens was the first to speak at this time. He didn't bother with Malfoy, who was talking to himself, but looked around quickly for a week.
Unfortunately, except for the Muggle store, which was open until now but was completely empty at the moment, there is only this empty street.
No pedestrians, no cars, nothing.
And that is, at the next moment, a faint voice suddenly came from nowhere:
"Oh, I heard ... you want to find me?"