Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

Above the night sky of Hogwarts, the playful patron saint gradually disappeared. The girl glanced at the window of the headmaster's office, raised her heels, turned and left with a smile on her face, and retired.

Although she didn't know the specific situation in the office, she knew that she must have helped Mo Bai.

This belongs to the tacit understanding between the girl and the boy.

In the office at this time, the white ocean disappeared, and the three of them sat in silence.

It's just that the atmosphere has changed, and Mobai and Dumbledore watched Lucius sitting there with dull eyes with more interest.

At this time, he was already dripping with cold sweat, and he was yelling three words frantically in his heart.

impossible!
He felt that the magical worldview he had built up over the decades was crumbling.

He obviously felt the magic power of this kid in Diagon Alley himself, and he definitely did not experience the evil feeling in the darkness and depth.

That is very pure dark magic power.

This is also the source of his confidence. Facing the ancient magic props of the Department of Mysteries, his identity as a dark wizard will definitely be invisible!

but.

A few seconds ago, he watched helplessly as the young man easily released the Patronus Charm!

And almost the strongest patron saint he has ever seen.

In his cognition, the dark wizard is absolutely unable to release the patron saint.

Otherwise, it will be backlashed by the patron saint.

He watched elegantly sitting in the seat, sneering at the boy who looked at him.

A bone-piercing chill oozes from the bone marrow and pours into the internal organs.

What monster is he facing? !
"Mr. Malfoy, you must be very confused now."

The young man counted his forehead with his fingers, looking puzzled, "He is obviously a dark wizard, how can he summon the Patronus?"

Seeing the young man's wanton ridicule, Dumbledore smiled bitterly. It seemed that Mo Bai was not as calm and breezy as he appeared on the surface.

He leaned on the position and slowly closed his eyes, as long as it doesn't go too far, let him vent.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Dumbledore's eyes closed and the smile on the corner of his black mouth was even better. He stood up and walked slowly to Lucius.

Facing this mere second-year wizard, the imposing patriarch Malfoy, a pure-blood noble with a high status in the wizarding world actually leaned back, as if he was about to shrink into the sofa.

His eyes panicked, "What... are you going to do?"

He felt as if there was a vortex in the dark pupils of the boy looking directly at him, "What are you doing?"

The young man had an evil smile, and he stretched out his finger, shaking it in front of Lucius' eyes.

Lucius shuddered.

"Mr. Malfoy, you are a noble pure-blood nobleman, how can you be so useless?"

With a slight hook of his pale fingers, the magic stone dropped by Fudge on the coffee table flew into the boy's palm out of thin air.

"Don't you want to test whether I am a dark wizard?"

Lucius forced a pale smile, "You have proved yourself that you are not a dark wizard."

"Tsk tsk," Mo Bai snorted lightly, "Mr. Malfoy doesn't want to look any more?"

In Lucius' ghost-like eyes, the white stone in the boy's palm became pitch black with the naked eye, and there was still a trace of black mist lingering on it.

Seeing that the magic stone turned black as he expected, Lucius' heart sank to the bottom instead of the slightest joy.

The other party revealed his identity as a dark wizard so frankly, obviously he didn't care that he would say it.

What is he going to do? !

He looked at Dumbledore in horror, only to find that the powerful white wizard had already closed his eyes in his seat, his breathing was steady, as if he was already in a deep sleep.

His heart is like falling into an ice cellar, this one is obviously turning a blind eye and wants to let Mo Bai do it!

"Mr. Malfoy, don't panic, take another look."

The black on the magic stone faded away like a tide, and it became white as a cloud in an instant.

The next moment, white mist filled the magic stone, emitting a soft light.

Suddenly, there was a crisp breaking sound.

A crack appeared on the magic power stone, as if it couldn't bear the boy's magic power, more and more cracks spread all over the magic power stone like a spider's web.

In Lucius' trembling pupils, this ancient magic object silently shattered into a puddle of powder in the boy's palm.

The young man let out a breath, the powder covered Lucius' face, but he didn't dare to wipe it off.

"Do you think I am a white wizard or a black wizard?"

Lucius' view of the magical world was completely shattered into slag like a magic stone.

His eyes were blank.

This is stupid?

The boy pouted, straightened up boringly, and looked down at Lucius who was slumped in the chair.

It was just like this after applying some magical inner hints. The patriarch's psychological quality is not as good as his son's.

"Mr. Malfoy, I just want to be a student at Hogwarts."

"I don't care about you and those dogs from the Ministry of Magic, and I don't care if you are some lackey of Voldemort, just remember, absolutely!"

He stared into Lucius' eyes, "Don't do it! Don't mess with me, I'm afraid of trouble~"

"do not forget."

He fiddled with his fingers casually, and the black mist on his fingertips danced flexibly, as if alive.

"Your son, I can see it every day."

Hearing Mobai mentioned Draco, Lucius' blank eyes instantly sobered up, and he jumped up, staring at Mobai sternly.

"This is my business, nothing to do with Draco!"

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, it seems that this man really cares about his son.

"Then you remember what I just said, and remember it firmly."

He sat back in his chair and took a sip from his teacup.

Sighing contentedly, he raised his eyes and glanced at Lucius.

"Mr. Malfoy, I won't see you off."

Lucius' hands trembled, and he wanted to stare at him but didn't dare, so he could only snort coldly, then turned and walked towards the door.

No, he wanted to send Draco away, he couldn't let his son stay with this demon.

"By the way, Mr. Malfoy, don't even think about letting Draco transfer."

Mobai's voice seemed to be whispering from behind, making Lucius freeze in place.

"Hogwarts is a good school, I have a good impression of him, I don't want to lose this rare 'friend'..."

Lucius trembled all over, not knowing whether it was anger or fear, he looked back at Mobai.

Holding the teacup, the young man acted like a noble prince, but in his eyes, the young man in front of him seemed to be covered in black mist, grinning grimly at him.

He left in a hurry, as if he wanted to escape from this devil's den that made him feel cold all over his body.

If necessary, he never wanted to see this boy again.

The sound of closing the door came, and the principal's office returned to calm.

With a deep sigh, Dumbledore slowly opened his eyes, looking at the boy with complex eyes in his old pupils.

"You really look like him."

Mo Bai was picking sweets on the coffee table, he was very annoyed by the bouncing cockroaches, if Lucius went back at this time and saw the frowning young man struggling with candies, he might doubt his life.

He lost his patience, his fingers twitched, and the bouncing candy flew towards his hand, waving its limbs.

He swallowed it contentedly, turned to look at Dumbledore, the sugar in his mouth made him slur his speech.

"You don't really think I'm going to do something to Malfoy, do you? I just scare him."

He spread his hands, his face full of innocence.

"Look, I didn't even touch him just now. Even though I was very angry and wanted to cast the Cruciatus Curse on him, I held back."

Dumbledore nodded, "This is also the biggest difference between you and him, you know what to do and what not to do."

"I hope you can keep it up and don't live in his shadow."

Thinking of the grand scene outside the window just now, the old man's eyebrows stretched.

"Besides, you still have a friend who really cares for you..."

"But your words and deeds are a bit inconsistent, old Dengtou."

The boy chewed the candy, wiped his hands, and opened his mouth seemingly casually.

"You said you wouldn't let me live in his shadow, that I had friends."

"but……"

He looked at Dumbledore, "Why did you say the old man's name in front of my friends?"

Dumbledore was silent...