When Snape talked about his shampoo, a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.
"This is much better than the Potter family'!"
"Lucius Malfoy was a loyal user of Potter's shampoo, and what happened? His hairline receded."
"No one can compare to me."
"Alright," Dumbledore gestured for silence, "Speaking of Lucius Malfoy."
"I just remembered something." He frowned. "You know Draco Malfoy, don't you?"
Snape: "Is all of this related to the Malfoy family? Or is it related to him personally?"
Dumbledore was taken aback; what he wanted to ask was how to relay the message about his father to Draco.
He simply said, "Your father is dead, only his head is left. Come to the office later."
To put it more tactfully. "Please accept my condolences. Keep an eye on the Daily Prophet in the next couple of days."
But Snape didn't seem to think that way; he kept a scrutinizing eye on everyone who came near Harry.
"I knew it. First, she provoked him to get his attention."
"Then deliberately act weak and bullied to arouse that stupid brat's sympathy and make him feel the same way."
"Then he made a name for himself in Flying Class and Quidditch, which won the boy's admiration."
But all of this—
"That's not what I meant." Seeing that Snape was getting more and more outrageous, making it seem as if Draco was seducing Harry, Dumbledore said, "I meant how to inform the boy of his family's death."
It's not that he lacks the wisdom and language skills to carry it out.
But this matter has a significant impact on Draco Malfoy's future, and he wants to be cautious.
Snape's facial muscles twitched. "Lucius is dead? You were summoned to the Ministry of Magic today to discuss this with you?"
There are two factions within the Death Eater: one is the followers of the Dark Lord, who believe in the organization's doctrines and are obsessed with Dark Magic and killing.
The other is simply seeking protection and power.
He and Lucius belonged to the latter faction. He invested in the company based on his superior Potions skills, without having to go out and kill anyone. Lucius, on the other hand, relied on connections and money.
Since they were classmates and had spent several years together at Hogwarts, their relationship was better than one might imagine.
"How did he die?" Snape's voice lowered instinctively.
Dumbledore surprised to notice this. He decided to postpone discussing Sirius's release, lest it upset Snape.
"This is what happened..."
While Dumbledore and Snape were recounting everything about the Forbidden Forest and his speculations, the key to Sirius's release, Peter Pettigrew, also known as Scabbers, was in a Crystal box.
Basil had only just discovered it.
He glanced casually at the Headmaster's Office and found a transparent Crystal box inlaid with turquoise next to Lucius Malfoy's head on the desk.
Inside was Scabbers, who should have been sleeping on Ron's pillow in their dormitory.
Good grief, so Dumbledore time, wasn't he?
I hope I didn't sit on his bed.
No, we can't keep the bed sheets.
"No! We can't have it!" Voldemort, who was possessing a quail, thought the same thing.
However, he was referring to the location where the Gaunt's Ring Horcrux hidden— the Old Gaunt House Little Hangleton.
Other Horcrux, Hufflepuff's Cup is in Gringotts, and Slytherin's Locket is in that cave.
The Lestrange family vault is located on the lowest level of Gringotts, and at 17, he didn't have the skill to access it. He probably wouldn't even have guessed it was there.
The cave was in the cliff face of a village next to where their orphanage had taken them on a field trip.
He might have been able to think of that address when he was young.
But as the most important Horcrux made from both his mother's relics and Slytherin heritage, the magic set up here was a headache even for him in his prime.
At 17, even if he wanted to revisit the place, he couldn't find the cave again.
But the magical traps in Old Gaunt House rely on the magic that originally existed in the mansion, which had fallen into disrepair and he had restored.
The same applies to the curse on Gaunt's Ring.
This is practically harmless to the descendants of Slytherin.
Previously, only he (Isolt Thayer, the founder of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, although also a descendant of Slytherin. However, her two daughters, Martha Stewart II, who inherited Parseltongue and wizarding talent, did not marry and leave offspring. Among them, Martha Stewart II, being Squib, did marry, but her offspring were all Muggle) had no need to worry.
But now, there's another 17-year-old.
So he is now flying towards Little Hangleton.
He longed for a large bird like an eagle to swallow him and give him a new body.
Unfortunately, he flew confidently for almost a mile without any birds of prey coveting his flesh.
Damn it, the quail is so fragrant, tender and juicy!
"Mmm, delicious." Ron swallowed the roasted quail on his plate in one gulp. "What a pity, I was thinking of trying to see if the spider legs were edible!"
Just now, Dumbledore's Patronus, the Phoenix, descended upon the Great Hall, announcing that the crisis was over.
And to notify Draco Malfoy to go to the Headmaster's Office.
He emphasized that this matter had nothing to do with Malfoy, but was something he had to deal with at home.
Then, the long table that had been pushed to the corner was returned to its original position.
A dazzling array of food appeared in an instant.
Ron, on the other hand, was quite pleased with himself for overcoming his fear of spiders.
Another thing is that Draco Malfoy was called to the Headmaster's Office.
He said, "It must have something to do with their family. But we all know that Dumbledore is a good man, a great man. No matter how despicable a guy is, as long as he hasn't committed a serious crime, he will give him a chance. Let alone Malfoy, who was still a student."
"Maybe tomorrow!" Ron's eyes gleamed with longing. "I'll hear that Draco Malfoy has been expelled. No, I guess they'll say something's wrong at home and he needs to leave school temporarily. And then he'll never come back!"
"It's such a pity that I won't be able to see him get thoroughly beaten by Harry in the final match."
"Shut up!" Harry was inexplicably a little angry.
"You'd better shut up. Otherwise you'll feel guilty later," Basil advised.
Ron is a good person too. He'll definitely regret what he did when he finds out Malfoy's father died.
Even though he knew Lucius Malfoy deserved what he got, he still felt a little uneasy seeing Draco Malfoy in the Headmaster's Office, heartbroken and weeping while holding his father's head.
Dumbledore had disappeared from the room.
He went to Azkaban.
They led Sirius and Narcissa, who was imprisoned after drinking Polyjuice Potion, out of the prison.
Basil had only just learned that the Lucius Malfoy he had seen in the Daily Prophet that day was actually Narcissa.
So, Quirrell went to the Malfoy family and subdued them?
That's outrageous.
Fortunately, Narcissa is still alive.
"I don't believe it!" Ron replied with a laugh.
But not everyone is as happy as him.
Hagrid started crying.
He sat in a corner of the High Table, his eyes blurry with tears, his beard wet.
I forgot to set up automatic publishing.