Students came and went in the common room, and even at the bottom of the black lake, you could feel how fierce the storm outside the castle was, and the water waves pulled violently from time to time to make a few swirls, and the cruising Grindillo disappeared without a trace.

When the thunder reached the lounge through the water, only a low whimper remained, but this did not prevent one from imagining how terrible the wind and rain outside were at this moment.

Ning An's paws firmly grasped the cold chandelier stand, and there were always bursts of cold air in the lounge, even in the finely carved fireplace, a roaring fire could not dispel the cold.

The students were very tired from playing at the opening party, coupled with the cold lounge, there were fewer and fewer people staying here, and before they knew it, there were only three people left gathered around a dark sofa, they were discussing something, through the faint light of the candle flame, Ning An could see their faces clearly, and it happened that he knew.

Cassius? Warrington, a tall Slytherin sixth year, what he did on the train made Ning An probably understand something, and the other two people next to him didn't surprise Ning An, it was Graham? Montay, and Ning An's former roommate, Archibald? McLeish.

The three of them discussed in a whisper, Archibald looked embarrassed, but seemed to be forced to nod aggrievedly under Cassius's strong threat, and just as the three of them got up to leave, the door to the dormitory was slowly pushed open, and a blonde, emaciated boy stepped out.

Is it Draco? Malfoy, Cassius trio stopped.

"Look, look—isn't this our dear junior, Draco?"

With a look of surprise and cruelty on his face, Cassius gently patted his big hands, making a soft "pop, pop" sound in the cold lounge.

Malfoy looked up, his face turned ugly, he didn't expect to run into Cassius at such a time, he had been avoiding Cassius since he returned to Hogwarts, and he didn't think that he was still bumped into by himself.

Tightened the parchment in his hand, it was a map for Ning An's living point, he deliberately waited until the second half of the night, when there was no one in the lounge, to come out and put it away, but he still met people, and he was still the person he didn't want to meet.

"What? I didn't bring your two "small" followers this time——? ”

Cassius took two steps forward and viciously pushed Malfoy back into a corner, glaring at the eyes of two frogs and mung beans, as if he wanted to devour the student in front of him who was two grades below him.

His legs and feet were still a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Dominic's short knife was only used to cut herbs, and it was thin and thin enough to cut through any wounds that could not stop the bleeding, but the humiliation he suffered on the train made Cassius feel more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it after returning to school.

Whether it's Dominic, that abominable mudblood, or Eric who has always tried to shelter him, the other members of the Serpents, or even Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle on the train today.

Cassius felt like a volcano about to erupt, and the revenge in his heart for these guys was like a raging flame, burning more and more, especially Malfoy, a two-faced guy, who thought that this guy was really out of the snake letter, but he played his own hand on the train.

"What do you want, Cassius ......"

Malfoy tried to reach for the wand he had in his waist, but Graham disarmed him and took it away, and the parchment in his other hand caught Archibald's attention—

"Look, what is this-"

He screamed at the top of his voice, Graham stepped forward to snatch the map, but he didn't move for a moment, Malfoy didn't let go, and Cassius frowned twice, showing a playful expression.

"Yo, it looks like this tattered sheepskin seems to be something important to you? Draco? ”

Malfoy bit his lip and said something that was about to come out

"My dad won't let you go!" But he swallowed it alive halfway, and he thought of Ning An.

Thinking of Ning An, who met for the first time in the first grade, the Ning An who told him that wizards can only believe in his own mana, and Ning An, who was once supported by tens of thousands of people in Slytherin, at that time, these clowns who jumped off the beam would only grovel, and thought of Ning An, who had just met in the World Cup not long ago.

Ning An would never say such a thing, he would laugh at the person who said such a thing.

Malfoy bit his tongue to sober himself up, and with his right hand he let go of the parchment, allowing Graham to pull it over, who glanced at him disdainfully, and then looked intently at the empty parchment.

"Whew, I'm ...... See, what's so special about this thing. ”

Graham grumbled grinningly, and Cassius choked Malfoy's throat with his large pincer-like hands, pinned him against the wall, and laughed sarcastically:

"Your little henchman can't come this time, so you're the one? Draco? Whining? Are you going to cry your nose? You're far from fighting me! ”

The more he spoke, the bigger his little eyes became, and his eyes widened with rage, as if he had provoked his anger, and he angrily rebuked Malfoy:

"You think you can use that guy to fake the tiger? Wake up, you can't think of it with those snake claws, I thought you were a smart guy, Draco - this is Hogwarts! We'll see, we've got time to play, and I've got to tell you, it's going to be a very long semester. ”

Malfoy calmed down, and he didn't listen to a word of what Cassius was saying to him like a mad werewolf, and turned his gaze to Graham and McLeish, who were studying the parchment behind him.

His wand was thrown at Graham's feet, if you could...... Cassius's big and powerful hands, he can catch the wand with a roll—

"Whew, Ka...... Cassius, what the hell is this! ”

Graham fiddled with the parchment back and forth, and even brought it close to the stove in the hope of finding some clue by the light, but to no avail, he asked his best friend in a thick voice.

Of course, Cassius didn't know, but he obviously knew who to ask, and the extra effort in his hand instantly made Malfoy's face redden, and he asked with a wicked smile:

"Tell me, Malfoy, what kind of treasure is that you want to take out secretly in the middle of the night? What are you going to do? Isn't it also the one you respect who does something bad for Hogwarts? In that case, I'm going to report it to Mr. Dean, who must be more than willing to "deal with" you. ”

Cassius's wide, large, twisted face was full of mockery and ridicule, as if the hatred of being fooled by a group of people on the train erupted at this time, and the more uncomfortable he looked at Malfoy's breathless cheeks, the more comfortable he felt in his heart.

"Oh, if I were you, I wouldn't try it with a wand—"

Suddenly a stranger's voice came from behind him, sounding like he was talking to Archibald and Granham

"Why don't I teach you how to use this live map?"

Cassius wanted to turn his head to see who it was, and the students were all asleep by this time, when he heard a sobbing sound of fear, horror, and unknown reason—

Seems to be from Archibald -

"You ......"

His head was only halfway around at this time, and before he could see what was going on behind him, he heard his best friend Graham spit out a word in surprise, and he caught a glimpse of a red light illuminating the whole house, and with a loud "thump", something fell to the ground.

Then he finally turned half of his body and looked behind him by the "crackling" fire of the fireplace.

A dark-haired boy stood there, holding a pitch-black wand in his hand, not a Hogwarts uniform, but a black hooded robe, with a smile on his face, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, his black eyes bright enough to reflect the reflection of a person, at least for a moment, Cassius felt that he could see the fire reflected in the fireplace from inside.

Archibald knelt in front of the boy, sobbing low and silently, the black ** staff was held in his hand, and gently tapped on his head without the slightest trembling, this scene was a bit like the Pope baptizing the faithful.

The boy, however, did not look at McLeish, but stared at Cassius and Malfoy without blinking, his big black eyes.

"Do you want me to teach you how to use the Living Point map?"

He repeated it again.

Cassius felt his legs tremble, his arms tremble, even the corners of his mouth and tongue trembled, and he tried to twist himself hard, then wake up from his dream, and look around at himself still lying on the soft drapery bed.

Of course he knew the boy in front of him, but he just couldn't say his name, and the vibration of his vocal cords seemed to be unable to follow his heart at this moment.

My mind went blank, only the news I saw in the newspapers scrolling through, the corpse of the dead wizard Mundungus, who had been cleanly killed with a killing curse, the Aurors controlled by the Imperius curse, and the horrific riots in the World Cup.

He looked at McLeish, who was still sobbing, and kind of understood why fear could be worthy of only one person to this extent.

Standing in front of him was undoubtedly a ruthless murderer, and Cassius didn't care about the purpose of his visit to Hogwarts, he only hoped to save his own life.

The fire was still burning quietly, and the black lake outside the window had regained its tranquility, but the storm outside the castle had not stopped, the howling wind still echoed deep from the surface of the water to the bottom of the lake, and the common room fell into an eerie silence.

Only more eerie cries remained, intermittently ethereal in the air.

"Stop, McLeish, I don't know what you're crying about? Are you afraid that I'll give you a life requisition to try? Don't worry, this is Hogwarts, and you know I'm not going to kill here so easily. ”

Cassius didn't dare to move, not a finger to move, he wasn't sure if the wand against McLeish's head would suddenly rise up and shoot some horrible spell at him if he did.

"Can you put our Mr. Draco down first? - Huh? ”

Cassius immediately let go of his thick five fingers, and Malfoy clutched his throat and coughed violently twice, sliding between his palms against the wall.

Ning An still waved at them lightly in a light tone:

"The wand is flying—"

As if a tired bird had returned to its nest, three wands flew out of Cassius's waist, Graham's hand lying on the ground, and McLeish's robe, and fell into Ning An's hand, and he casually threw the wand onto a carved chair behind him.

"Come here, Draco—"

With his other hand, he waved at Malfoy, who had already picked up his wand and parchment from the ground, and gave Cassius a resentful look before slowly approaching Ning'an.

"Master, this is—"

He handed over the map, and although Malfoy was surprised that Ning An would appear at Hogwarts, he understood what to ask and what not to ask, so he wisely chose to complete his mission.

"Oh, thank you, Draco."

Ning An put the blank parchment into the cuff pocket of his robe, nodded to Malfoy, and his face became serious again

"But you're a wizard, Draco - why can't you learn to use your wand?"

Malfoy's face was ashamed, he only didn't want to be reprimanded by Ning An like this, and at the same time regretted that he had always focused on opposing Harry Potter, and his ability to cast spells and duels was always mediocre.

"Listen, now I'm going to teach you a spell, let's see if you can learn it, it might change my opinion of you, don't you want people to think of you as a useless guy?"

Ning An said as he tapped his wand lightly on McLeish's head, which made both him and Cassius tremble, and they felt an ominous premonition from Ning An's words.

Malfoy clenched his wand and looked at Ning An earnestly.

Ning An didn't talk nonsense, and glanced coldly at Archibald, who was kneeling on the ground, and pointed his wand at him without saying anything

"Out of body!"

Macleish shivered all over, as if eroded by the cold air in the lounge, and soon he got up from the ground, but did not get up, and spun in place on all fours like a dog, Ning An picked up his wand, he straightened up again, and danced the ballet on tiptoe.

"I'm completely in control—"

Ning An put his wand down, and McLeish stopped his exaggerated movements, and staying there quietly became not much different from what he usually looked.

Cassius's pupils dilated, staring at McLeish in horror, he didn't dare to look at Ning An, but he could foresee what was going to happen to him next, he wanted to scream but he couldn't make a sound, not only Malfoy, Ning An's wand was also aimed at him, so he only heard Ning An say to Malfoy

"It's your turn, let's try it?"

There was a moment of hesitation on the latter's face, and Cassius looked at Malfoy with a pleading gaze, his eyes full of grief and supplication.

"If he doesn't, he won't keep it a secret, you don't want everything to be known to Dumbledore or the Ministry of Magic, do you?"

Ning An's words made Malfoy's eyes become firm, and he remembered Cassius, who was still hideous-looking just now, and those big hands left a twisted red mark on his neck.

The last bit of relenting was thrown away, and Malfoy gritted his teeth and pronounced the incantation

"Out of body!"