Malfoy walked down the hallway, feeling the heat of the two-way mirror in his arms.

During the lesson, Dumbledore kept sending signals to him.

Obviously, this mirror should be carried close to the body, and when talking to him, it must not be exposed to the public.

Malfoy's choice of location was the Room of Requirement.

He made his way to the eighth floor, across from the tapestry where the troll stick beat the stupid Barnabas. He concentrated on thinking of the necessary space, and after wandering around it a few times, a very smooth door appeared on the wall.

Malfoy pushed.

He found the empty space between the two discarded bookshelves before finally pulling out the mirror.

"Hello, Mr. Headmaster, do you have anything to do with me?"

Malfoy put the mirror in front of him, stared at the old man, and whispered.

"How's it going, are you used to it? Draco? Or is life easier at Hogwarts?"

Malfoy's expression grimaced.

"I hope you're not looking for me for such a trifle. ”

"The mental state of a student is not a trivial matter, especially when you have such a heavy task. Dumbledore was still smiling.

"It's not light. Malfoy did not deny that the work ahead was a bit tough.

What should have been done by Snape was now done by him.

"Good work. Dumbledore coughed sharply.

"If it's nothing. I'm going to do my homework, and Professor McGonagall has a lot of assignments. Malfoy said with a grim expression, pretending to take the mirror back.

He didn't want to listen to an old man's ramblings.

"Oh, the exam? I guess that's hard for you. ”

"I don't want to listen to your nonsense, Mr. Dumbledore. Malfoy held back his impatience, and Dumbledore's laid-back attitude made him feel inexplicably anxious.

Although he also knew that the old man's performance was completely inconsistent with his heart.

But I just can't restrain my irritability.

"Okay, let's talk about our results first, we're lucky. Dumbledore said with a ruddy face.

"We were one step ahead of the curve and were recognized by Snake Wood. ”

"That snake wood from Ilvermorny Academy?"

"Yes, I'm guessing Voldemort may have made this his target. ”

"You took it?"

"Well, it took a lot of work to keep it for the time being. ”

Malfoy believed that this was just his humble remark, and that one of the two old mages could stir up trouble, let alone act together.

"I don't care about that, I just want to know about you about Horcruxes...... What are you going to do. Malfoy's tone was a little low.

"That basilisk, I'll figure it out ......"

"Not a basilisk. ”

"I still have time to think about it. Dumbledore's smile faded.

"It's not the Dark Lord who can't afford to drag it out right now, if he realizes that the Horcruxes are almost destroyed, then ......"

The question now before the Dark Lord is:

The disobedient old wand.

The reason for disobedience is simple.

Dumbledore had already "lost" his wand to Grindelwald before.

Voldemort didn't really defeat Dumbledore at the time.

Moreover, even if the owner at that time was no longer Dumbledore, but Grindelwald.

This is also the reason for the anomaly that Voldemort perceived when he was fighting Grindelwald

Of course, he didn't know the complicated logic behind it, and he thought that there was some other mystery to the Elder Wand.

But even so.

It is only when it comes to fighting the master that he will be unfaithful

Most of the time, Voldemort is recognized as a wizard with great mana, being the master of the Elder Wand.

At least not to be resisted, and for now, he is still trying to find the secrets

He was going to find Salazar's wand, which was Ilvermorny's serpent.

This is one of the reasons why he left.

Moody's deception at that time did greatly interfere with his decision.

The magic wand contains an unknown magical power, which makes people's hearts itch.

It even made him forget the great cause of reunification for a while.

"Think about that snake for a moment, Dumbledore, I can't touch it at school now. ”

"Voldemort is now gone without a trace. Malfoy said in a brisk voice.

"Albus, what are you?" Grindelwald's old voice sounded from the other side of the mirror.

"I'm probably going to end this conversation first. Dumbledore frowned, something seemed to be wrong with him again

"I have no opinion. Malfoy said flatly.

A dialogue that ended without a hitch and without any constructive outcome from the discussion.

Soon, the exam is coming. Every student was called over by the dean of their house to talk.

About employment counseling.

their ambitions for the future.

Obviously, the results of the test will largely determine the direction of the future.

As a wizard "policeman".

The police in Muggle society are equipped with guns, and an ordinary person who aspires to do so is professionally trained to do so, and it can also cause repression with guns

However, for wizards, the use of magic is clearly the difference between the outcome of a battle.

A profession that enables individuals to gain a great display of their abilities.

It is also the most dangerous profession.

Professor Snape was still like that. ”

"He read me all my previous grades, told me to think about it, and then let me go. ”

"It's really irresponsible. Pansy whispered to Malfoy.

"By the way, he told you to go now, and I'll tell you when you come back. ”

Pansy seemed to remember something.

In the gloomy room, a candle flickered and flickered.

"Hello, Professor Snape. ”

"Hello, Draco. Snape sat down, his whole body hidden in the darkness, and opened with a very polite opening

"I've passed on the latest information for you. ”

The Dark Lord didn't respond, though. ”

Of course he won't respond, he's in the United States right now. Malfoy said, nodding his head in response.

"Career counseling doesn't mean much to you, right?"

"You go first......"

What an awkward conversation.

As soon as Malfoy came out of the office door, Pansy immediately approached.

"Why do you talk to him for less time than I do?"

"Maybe he thinks I'm more promising, don't worry about it. Malfoy smiled and said no more.

Compared to Snape, who let the students "fend for themselves".

Professor McGonagall of Gryffindor seemed to be more worried.

"Longbottom, I suggest you can give up on potions, I guess it's hard, just try not to be so ugly on your transcript, your herbalism is good, Professor Sputlaw said she would love to see you in sixth year. ”

She pointed to a piece of parchment with all of Neville's grades on it, and said solemnly.

"Potter, if you want to go down the path of an Auror, you have to have a good enough palmares. ”

She pulled out a small black leaflet from under the large pile of things on the table and unfolded it, "I know, no certificate, no grade lower than 'good'. Then you have to go through a series of rigorous character and intelligence tests at the Auror office. It's a tough career path, Dutt, and they take only the best. Actually, I remember no one getting hired in the last three years......"

"You're going to learn advanced potions ......"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts is a must, but I'm not worried about you in this class. ”

"There's also the Transfiguration class, I hope you can get excellent. ”

To Harry, Professor McGonagall spoke at length.

"Granger, you're the least worried student I'm worried about, but I still want you to go from good to good in Defense Against the Dark Arts. ”

"Remember my promise. Professor McGonagall's bark-like face showed a rare smile.

"Okay professor" Hermione nodded seemingly obediently, even Professor McGonagall didn't know what was going on in her favorite student's mind.

One student after another entered her office and left again smiling or dejected.

Professor McGonagall was quite dedicated

As for Ron, it's the latter who hangs his head.

"As a prefect, your grades are very unsatisfactory, or even if you are an average student, your grades are quite problematic. ”

"If you can't guarantee a certain amount of progress, I think it's time to change the prefect"

Ron was counted out, and then walked away.