"----We can report them for destroying the castle!"
Harry racked his brains and came up with an excuse based on the scene he had last seen—the covered bridge at the bottom of the lake being destroyed.
At that, Draco gave a mocking smile. "Such naive Muggle thinking, Potter. That little bit of damage can be fixed with a few Repairing Charms. Under the effects of magic, everything will return to how it was before it was damaged, without leaving the slightest trace!
Harry was dumbfounded, feeling for the first time that magic could be such a nauseating thing.
After a long silence, he grew even more agitated. "This won't work, that won't work—are we really just going to do nothing?"
In his turmoil, Harry did not notice that because of what had happened tonight, he no longer rejected Draco as much as before.
Though his tone was poor, he was subconsciously discussing countermeasures with him.
Draco seemed not to have noticed the change either. After thinking for a moment, he raised his head, his eyes sparkling. "How could that be? There are plenty of things we need to do, Potter. For instance, the most important thing right now is to find out who that unfamiliar wizard Father brought with him is, and what they want."
Harry rolled his eyes irritably.
He had not considered "investigating" at all, because—
"How are we supposed to investigate? We can't even leave the castle!"
"I have a way." Draco said, returning to his previous arrogant manner. He lifted his chin and forced himself to look down at Harry. "I have to say, Potter, asking Fruit Tea for help gave me a great deal of inspiration."
Huh? What did he mean?
The question had barely surfaced in his mind when Harry suddenly thought of something