The dark metal armor of the whole body, under the dim corridor light, refracted a cold light, and the metal joints on the body squeezed and collided, emitting a series of crisp sounds, in the silent corridor, it was so abrupt, and the wave-like echo spread in the corridor.

Then the armor, which had been walking stiffly, suddenly stopped in front of a framed oil painting.

The armor began to melt, deform, creak, and shrink, and the luster of the metal eventually faded, eventually dropping in height to a normal human figure.

With Luna's help, Malfoy avoided a lot of trouble, and instead of confronting a few professors, he slipped into the pile of armor and got mixed up.

In the end, they naturally fell behind and broke away from their search.

The territory that had been searched was now empty, and now it seemed very safe.

But just as he lifted the spell on the vanishing cabinet under the canvas and was about to return to his home's warehouse, Malfoy's heart sank.

The Vanishing Cabinet is no longer in its original position, showing signs of being moved.

The vanishing cabinet that had just been in the center of the painting has now deviated by a few meters.

He has a strong confidence in his memory, and his long training and natural talent make it impossible to make mistakes.

"Back to normal!"

He approached the cabinet and quickly examined it.

There are signs that the door has been broken by the impact.

Thankfully, it was only the door that broke.

"Confusing!"

"Hide!"

"Back to normal!"

After casting a series of spells and dealing with them, Malfoy was alert enough to nervous enough that he decided to step into the cabinet.

There was a wonderful sense of squeezing, and the shuttle of space was so magical, even if I had already experienced it once, I was still a little dizzy.

When the faint light entered his eyeballs, he knew that someone had come here before him.

There shouldn't be any light in the warehouse here.

"Fluorescent flicker!" He then cast this spell to illuminate himself,

By the time he stepped onto the hard stone floor, his wand was already aimed ahead, ready to subdue the "hapless" intruder.

The secrets of the Vanishing Cabinet need to be kept secret.

It was only when Malfoy's throat began to vibrate, uttering syllables symbolizing the subduing spell, that he paused again.

What did he see?

A short-haired girl in a black-and-green robe hovered over a sturdy iron door with a crimson red rote that had almost worn away most of it.

She held her wand in one hand to illuminate herself, her long sleeves rolled up naturally by gravity, revealing a white arm, and the other hand was tinkering with something against the iron lock.

He kept muttering in a somewhat depressed tone: "Alaho Cave open! Alaho Cave open"

It seems that the ordinary lock-picking spell is useless for the lock here.

She seemed to hear something too, her body trembled nervously, and with the help of the faint light, she turned her head and looked behind her.

Their eyes met for a moment.

Time may have stood still at this moment.

All that was left of the warehouse was the sound of the broken clock hands walking—"Click, click." Rang

"Draco, is that you?" Pansy's voice trembled and surprised, and the girl's face was revealed in the glimmer of light, a face full of disbelief and joy.

Then the still time began to flow again, and the girl left the dark iron door, trotted all the way over, and threw herself into his arms.

With this shout, Malfoy's heart also beat uncontrollably.

The moment his eyes met, of course he recognized the appearance of the girl in front of him.

What is this? Unexpected surprise?

He was also a little speechless, and in less than an hour after returning to school, he actually met so many people who were deeply entangled with him.

"Uh...... Long time no see?" Malfoy, who was full of defense, actually breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably and greeted the girl.

"Six months and thirteen days. Her eyes suddenly turned red, and then she said excitedly.

Malfoy fell silent for a moment.

"How did you get here?" he asked abruptly, changing the subject.

This has to be figured out.

"I just wanted to go to the nearest bathroom to wash my face, and the dust raised by the funeral burning was so annoying that I was completely dusty. ”

"Of course, they snuck away, and they were all attending the funeral, but it was almost over. ”

"Then I was halfway through and saw the Iron Guards in the corridors of the castle come to life. ”

They were sweeping around like crazy, menacing.

"Knocked me to the side. ”

"I thought this was a secret passage in Hogwarts. ”

"I don't know what's going on in the corridor now, so I don't dare to go back, so I can only stay here. ”

Such a simple coincidence really made Malfoy a little speechless for a while.

"Where you are now, this is an underground warehouse in my house. He then casually explained

"Your house?" Pansy said in amazement, then looked at the light from the tip of her wand.

It's been a long time since anyone has been here, the dust has been accumulated for a long time, the stone slabs are covered with a very thick layer of dust, and there are some miscellaneous items in a mess, portraits of insects with a few insect eyes, some tables, chairs and benches with missing legs, and tattered bookcases.

Pansy glanced around a few times, then leaned in, her wand raised a little higher, and the light was brighter.

Then she set her eyes on Malfoy's face again.

"You look so dark...... It's hard these days, isn't it?" Pansy suddenly wiped the corners of her eyes, stopped the teary-eyed trend in her eyes, and then suppressed her mood and asked worriedly.

The wind and sun in those days darkened his originally pale and somewhat sickly skin a little, but in fact, after balancing, it was normal now.

"That's a healthy complexion, it's frighteningly white, isn't it?" he smiled and comforted Pansy.

The girl was still choking and sobbing, and her words were a little stammering.

"Don't cry, aren't I fine now?" Malfoy stepped closer, touching the girl's short black hair.

"And you, have you grown a lot taller, and besides, is your foot injury better?" asked Malfoy with concern.

This vicious curse wanes as the magic grows.

The magic level of the fifth grade is already quite close to that of an adult.

"Almost. Pansy nodded obediently, then suddenly raised her head again, and looked at Malfoy.

"Where have you been these days?" she asked suddenly.

"Stuck in France for a while, and some places in Germany. Malfoy didn't shy away from the girl's questioning.

"So far?" Pansy exclaimed.

"France—" and repeated, as if suddenly coming to his senses.

"Are you willing to come back now?, are you having fun with that Miss Delacour? France, it must be romantic, isn't it?" said Pansy's tone of voice after the surprise.

The emotional twist is so natural that it catches people off guard.

Malfoy suddenly felt a headache.

Luna asked this question not long ago, but the tone of the two was very different.