The Dark Mark Voldemort had unleashed exceeded the expectations of many Slytherin students.
Not only hung the Dark Mark high in the sky, it even shone into the Black Lake, appearing in the windows of the Slytherin Common Room.
Eerie green light filtered through the lake water, dyeing the entire Common Room a sinister green.
The Slytherin Common Room, which had only just quieted down, became uproarious once more with the reappearance of the Dark Mark.
The sixth- and seventh-year students rose to their feet, their faces filled with urgency and anger as they glared viciously at Draco.
A seventh-year stepped forward. Tall and imposing, he looked down at Draco and jabbed a finger at his nose. "Malfoy, is this the situation you wanted to see?"
"Are you really any different from those stupid Gryffindors? Don't make me laugh with that sort of nonsense! You're even more foolish than they are!"
"The Dark Mark is outside now—the Dark Lord is about to break in!" He pointed at the Dark Mark rippling beyond the window. "Draco, you damned blood traitor! You've doomed all of us!"
The sixth- and seventh-years immediately joined in, cursing Draco in unison.
Their voices blended together, rising and falling with an infectious force that spurred quite a few students from other years into action, joining the crowd condemning Draco.
Draco, however, remained unmoved, a trace of mockery appearing on his face.
He looked at the seventh-year who had spoken first. "Cassius Warrington, I can give you an opportunity..."
"Duel me!" He drew his wand and gave it a light flick. "A proper duel, the kind we all know. Do you dare?"
The moment Draco drew his wand, Cassius Warrington had already taken half a step back.
Once Draco finished speaking, his gaze flickered. He clenched his teeth