Chapter 104: Trust and oath

"Take this thing away, hurry!" The portrait in the frame screamed, which made it feel the instinctive fear, who made the portrait components inflammable.八一一中文网＝≤≤≤
"You are here to feed your broken bird again, and I will complain one day that your actions will damage the principal's office at Hogwarts! I also disrespect the portraits of the principals!" Phineas gas Extremely, but helpless, because he is just a portrait now, he can't do much more than send a message.
This is one of the costs of seemingly "eternal life".
Fox curled up on the perch saw the flames, and his original languid eyes instantly became energetic. He immediately stretched out his wings and pounced on its food. The flames were not too big. It swallowed the whole ball in a single bite, then exhaled some smoke-like gray gas and burped. He flew back to the shelf again, squinting and fell asleep.
"I didn't have this kind of pet when I was in power." Phineas said sourly at the moment, and then looked a whole time, changing the previous randomness, "Dumbledore, have you been in recent days. .."
"If you are asking about your descendants, he secretly hacked into Hogwarts not long ago, and made the school jump." Dumbledore seemed to know the question he wanted to ask in advance. The answer is given.
"I have said many times that the Black family can't appear to be arrogant. My juniors will not show traitors. His escape from prison means he is innocent. The Black family will never escape after making mistakes!" It's hard to imagine how a painting can be so full of breath.
Even if Black announced that he was disassociated from his family, in the eyes of the old man he was still a slightly rebellious offspring.
"If, I mean if, if he can be caught by me, or another teacher, and then in Wesengamo, I will let him undergo a fair trial." Dumbledore was not innocent of Sirius. I don’t want to express my opinion. Although his instinct tells him that it’s a bit boring, he caught Sirius and put it into Azkaban without trial. He has some doubts in his heart, but if Sirius is really Innocent, how did he explain the crazy laugh when he was born and the twelve years of Azkaban life.
At least so far, there is no reason to persuade him. Why hasn't an innocent person ever made an injustice?
"Dumbledore..." Phineas still wanted to continue arguing about this issue, but he immediately paused, showing a playful smile: "The junior I admire is coming, how, let him in. ?"
There was a knock on the door outside.
"An educator rarely refuses to meet a student's request." Dumbledore looked at the portrait and said to the outside in a generous voice, "The password is milk candy, please come in."
The door was opened, and Malfoy quickly circumvented the delicate silverware that was engulfing in mist, and went directly to Dumbledore's desk.
"Child, are you having any problems?" Dumbledore asked kindly, just like facing any ordinary student, but his heart was gradually rising.
He now knows clearly that the student in front of him is full of vigilance against him. Compared with most students, he shows his ordinary learning ability and mind.
He didn't think there was a student who could learn Occlusion in the first grade.
This is also one of the main reasons for his miscalculation.
A misunderstanding may have caused a sense of disgust that is difficult to eliminate.
Despite the accident last year, Dumbledore did not actively explore the memory of any student.
When I first met this little guy, I just wanted to know about the child's inner thoughts.
After all, Malfoy still took the magic stone away. In any case, he needs to know something deeper. He won’t randomly explore the memory of an ordinary student. Since the students respectfully call him the principal, he naturally also Be trustworthy.
He just wanted to get some tokens of emotion. Now he is still thinking, if he could pay more attention to Tom Riddle and realize his hatred and greed, whether all this would not happen.
But he didn't intend to probe deeper, but he was violently counterattacked. Without any psychological preparation, he was actually affected by an illusion.
No one can remain calm after seeing his own death.
Even if he is Dumbledore, today or the greatest white wizard in history.
Of course, he trusted Snape as always, and he believed it was just an illusion, even though it seemed that the scene was truly irrefutable.
As for now, Dumbledore also began to trust the boy in front of him.
Not long ago, he saw Pansy's patron saint on the court, which surprised him inexplicably.
This is the best proof that the students staying with him have gradually changed, and it is a good direction. Otherwise, under the influence of the female student’s family and parents, the guardian curse may have missed her for a lifetime.
And as early as last year's Chamber of Secrets incident, Malfoy proved his position. The sentence before Malfoy made him entangled for a long time. Finally, he vaguely guessed the boy's intention, so he decided to violate his own. in principle.
Everyone hates lies, but sometimes this is an indispensable means.
As for now, he can only try to make up for the relationship between the two. He can't be too enthusiastic, which will cause the suspicion of the student in front of him. All he can do is treat the student with ordinary heart, and let the cracks disappear under the influence of time. .
It is a pity that his normal heart did not last long.
"I can solve the problem of the dementors." Malfoy said slowly, but what he said was shocking.
"Huh?" Dumbledore's silvery eyebrows were raised high, as if he heard something amazing. Of course, this thing was indeed amazing.
The fingertips of his hands met, and he fell into contemplation.
After a while, he helped his half-moon lenses and said, "You can always surprise me, Draco, so can you tell me how? And what do I need to do?"
Malfoy just wanted to speak, and was unintentionally interrupted by Dumbledore’s chuckle:
Oh, don’t tell me to let me take the dementor’s nest, so maybe the Prophet’s Daily will be tomorrow. The headline is not that the dementors disappeared collectively, but that my old man is unemployed."
"Not to mention that it's too tiring. There are quite a few dementors in Azkaban. Can you be considerate of the old man, right?" Dumbledore tried to make his expression serious now, making him playfully just now More comical.
Sometimes childlike innocence is really not a compliment.
"I'm talking about solving the dementor's problem, not the dementor itself." Malfoy's eyes narrowed. He knew that the old man with a sudden decrease in psychological age was joking with him, but he couldn't bear it. Xing Zi explained, satisfying his bad taste.
Dumbledore was a necessary part of his solution to the dementors, and it was his own action to show his position again.
"If you are really willing to help me, then your identity will temporarily become a bodyguard, witness, and Auror, by the way, and my supervisor if you don't trust me. "
"That's a great honor!" Dumbledore blinked and said happily, ignoring Malfoy's discontent.
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Fallen streets, dirty streets. Busy streets, noisy streets.
The night is like water, the orange light is intertwined with the greasy fat powder, and there is an ambiguous atmosphere. The colorful neon of the hotels on both sides of the street is dazzling. Here is a paradise for the rich, whether it is rich, in power, or decadent, swaying, they can choose this street to kill their boring time and comfort their emptiness.
Under the glare, what hides is sin and cruelty.
The gang, the fire merges. woman,.
Deeper in a certain hotel, there may be even more difficult to imagine power transactions.
Compared to the flamboyant greens in these golden caves and the drunken gold fans, the decay and decline of several other neighborhoods are even more ironic.
More people struggling under the food and clothing line can only do the humblest jobs and even illegal activities to maintain their lives, and steal, pimp and even more sinister ways to maintain their livelihoods.
Under the prosperous darkness, who can see at a glance?
Today, this nightless street seems to usher in a strange guest.
Because he is a little younger.
"Little brother, this is not the place you should come from." A girl with heavy makeup and makeup was greeted, and she was so exposed that she could see the greasiness of her chest whenever she wanted.
Malfoy didn't squint, but walked forward.
"Ah, I don't see it. It's pretty handsome." The girl moved closer, her eyes looked carefully, light gold, gray pupils, slightly thin cheeks, all in line with the public's aesthetics, you have to add She didn't seem to have cheap clothes and a long figure, which all moved her heart.
Shouldn't it be a problem to taste small fresh meat? Even if I didn’t pay, I made it myself, and it seemed that the boy was very temperamental, maybe he was a fat sheep.
Thinking of this, her eyes narrowed, revealing a commonly used swaying smile, fiddled with some rustic gold earrings, ready to cast his own soliciting means against the underage boy.
"Oh oh, you really can talk, how about I call you sweetheart?"
"Big sister will take you to do many interesting things."
The passers-by looked blankly at the woman who was teasing at a street lamp, but was surprised and felt a little funny, and could not help applauding.
"Now the street girls' competition is too fierce. They forced them to practice soliciting against street lights, but this spirit is still very dedicated." This is the inner thought of the masses.
About a few minutes later, the woman woke up from an intoxicated look, looking at the crowd, her face blue and red.
Was she stunned just now? Facing the street light?
Now she can clearly see that there is a somewhat old street lamp above her head, which is scattered with an orange halo, which is directly shining on her face. Now, her gentle tone is particularly dazzling. .
Apart from the sadness, the spicy side was revealed again.
"Why don't you look at the street?" said the woman in a vicious voice, but surprised the crowd on the street like a beast.
Malfoy could not have imagined that his random confusion would bring so many episodes, but even if he knew it, he would not care.
He has more important things to do now.
For example, go to an appointment.
Walking through the lush streets, the prosperous neighborhoods are full of desolate areas, abandoned factories, and old buildings, all of which show the desolation and desolation of this place, especially compared with the lights that are not far away. Strong, giving people a deformed sense of violation.
Malfoy seemed to be standing casually in front of a building, stopped his footsteps, and then walked slowly towards the stairs, stepping up the stairs, and his goal was the top floor.
"You're here." A tall, thin old man stood outside the iron door between the corridors. The silver long and beard were particularly dazzling in the dim environment. The old man was looking at him with a complex expression at this time.
"No one escaped?" Malfoy asked.
"Of course." Dumbledore answered slightly, looking calm.
But this is only the surface. His heart hasn't caused waves like today because it caused a huge wave. The last time his heart fluctuated so much, maybe Voldemort did not die completely.
Today~EbookFREE.me~ he and this student have done too many shocking things.
For example, he became a witness.
As a prestigious predecessor of the wizarding world, he has witnessed many oaths. The wizards have restrained the actions of the two parties through various spells and reached an agreement. He has served as an swearer and has also served as too many witnesses, but not long ago The testimony made him feel cold inside.
"I can guarantee to provide endless food and habitat for your ethnic group. Can you guarantee that your people will not be able to deal with Muggles or wizards other than the food I provide in the future?"
"I.........wish...I mean." In the dim room, Malfoy was standing in the middle of the empty, while a dementor was floating opposite, The same hood, cloak, crusted palms, and the cold breath that radiates anytime, anywhere. The difference is that his body is bigger than other dementors. After listening to the first oath Afterwards, it responded slowly with words, and did not know where his voice came from, because he had no facial features, the only thing he knew was that his voice was full of void and nothingness, echoing throughout the room.
Dumbledore also stood silently beside the two, saying nothing. (To be continued.)