"I can't...... I have to......" Malfoy repeated with a pale face, "he's going to kill our whole family, Dark Lord ......"

Malfoy said with some pain, and suddenly, Harry felt a little pitiful for Malfoy.

Regardless, Malfoy didn't really kill him, and in Myrtle's bathroom, Malfoy just knocked him to the ground and gave him enough time to react.

Harry later realized that Malfoy might not have intended to put the spell down, otherwise Malfoy would not have been able to stop in that out-of-control mood.

Harry hadn't fought Malfoy at the time, and it was true that Malfoy's fighting ability was very strong, otherwise it would not have been possible......

But get the Death Eaters into school...... Suddenly, Harry's eyes lit up.

Harry had reminded Van Lin, and there was also the Dark Mark mark, which looked like the Order of the Phoenix had been released for a long time......

"I understand that your position is tough," Dumbledore said reassuringly. "So, why haven't you thought about why I didn't expose you before? Because I knew that Voldemort would have killed you if he knew I suspected you. ”

Malfoy flinched a little when he heard the name, but Dumbledore's words made him feel even more uncomfortable.

However, Malfoy did not doubt what Dumbledore said and did not expose him.

Because this is Hogwarts, and the old man in front of him, Dumbledore, is the core controller of this school.

Maybe Dumbledore didn't know that much, but in Myrtle's bathroom, the appearance of Harry Potter also alerted Malfoy.

There's no reason why Dumbledore can't find out what Potter's idiots have discovered, this is Hogwarts, Dumbledore sits in the Headmaster's office, and he can communicate with all the ghosts whenever he wants.

Even if Snape was helping him, and had put the Vanishing Cabinet in the Room of Need, Malfoy didn't think it was foolproof.

Thankfully, Myrtle is easy to deceive, Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets......

Suddenly, Malfoy felt a little sick, and Voldemort asked him to place something in the Slytherin chamber, the terrible magic circle and the strange black material that gave Draco a sense of despair that was on the verge of extinction.

Perhaps it was this thing that completely broke Draco's psychological defenses, so that Draco lost control at the most critical moment.

Draco used to admire the Dark Lord, but that was only once.

No one can remain indifferent to the threat of death, even if a great person knows that he will die, he must close his eyes to dispel the impending destruction, not to mention, Malfoy is not a great man.

Draco was scared, scared like he had never been.

He was afraid of failure, and Voldemort killed his entire family, but at the same time, killed Dumbledore?

It's not something he can do either.

Dumbledore could have died, died from curses, died from poison, but it was only not occurred to Malfoy that at the Hogwarts Observatory, he would stand opposite Dumbledore and aim his wand at Dumbledore's body, even though Dumbledore's hands were empty.

"I'm not afraid to talk to you about your mission, I know you're being commissioned, and in fact he's using Spiritualism against you," Dundedo continued with an eyelid raised. "But now in the last moments, we can have a frank conversation...... There was no harm, you didn't kill anyone, but you were lucky that your unintentional victim survived...... I can help you, Draco. ”

"No, you can't. Malfoy said that his wand trembled terribly, because of fear, for the first time Malfoy was so resistant to the wand in his hand, but at the same time, it was held firmly, like a life-saving straw, even if it was fragile and vulnerable.

Van Lin suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Malfoy.

This was Voldemort's revenge on the Malfoy family, and there is no doubt that Lucius angered Voldemort.

Years of failure, coupled with Lucius's inaction.

This used to be Voldemort's most trusted people.

Regulus and Bellatrix of the Black family, plus Lucius Malfoy!

As part of Voldemort's life, the Horcruxes were divided into three of Voldemort's most trusted subordinates for safekeeping.

Of course, Regulus was an accident, and Voldemort just needed something to die for him, but Voldemort underestimated Kreacher due to the wizard's long-standing prejudice against house-elves.

His magic wasn't foolproof, at least not perfect, and at least, the house-elf's abilities weren't counted.

Kreacher escaped, taking the cave's message with him, and then Regulus's betrayal.

This was probably the first of Voldemort's Horcruxes to get out of control.

As for the rest of the Horcruxes, Hufflepuff's golden cup was handed over to Bellatrix by Voldemort for safekeeping, and Tom Riddle's diary, all the memories of the sixteen-year-old boy were handed over by Voldemort to the Malfoy family and sealed in the treasury of Malfoy Manor.

Ravenclaw's Tiara...... Like all Hogwarts people, Voldemort hid it in Hogwarts' best hideout.

Marvolo's ring was placed in an abandoned hut, which was probably the place Voldemort had most carefully furnished aside from the Slytherin locket, which in the past led to Dumbledore's death, rather than a selective departure as it is now.

Of the known Horcruxes, whether they were arranged by Voldemort's own hands or kept by his loyal Death Eaters, there were problems with the exception of Bellatrix.

It can be said that Bella is the only wizard who is so loyal to Voldemort that she is fanatical, a witch (brainless fan!)

Although, this may not be too serious, it turns out that only an emotional connection is the only way to guarantee loyalty.

If there is a betrayal, it must be an emotional problem.

In this way, Voldemort is really thankful, when he was young, he had already firmly tied Bellatrix to his body.

It was probably the most cost-effective investment Voldemort had ever made, rather than playing with people's hearts and handing over the task of killing Dumbledore to a seventeen-year-old wizard as he did now.

"Nobody can do it, he told me to do it, otherwise ...... Otherwise he will kill me. I had no choice. Malfoy said sadly, this is the most standard Voldemort style.

"If you die, he won't be able to kill you again. Get on the right side, Draco, we can hide you better than you think. I could also have the members of the Order of the Phoenix go to your mother tonight to protect her in the same way. Your father is now in ...... Safe at Malfoy Manor...... We can also protect him in times of need...... Come to the right side, Draco...... You're not a killer......"

Malfoy stared at Dumbledore.

"But it's too late, isn't it?" he said slowly, "they think I'm going to die, but I'm still here...... And you're under my control...... I'm the only one with a wand...... You're under my control......"

Van Lin was a little speechless, but he was sitting incognito on the window edge of the observatory now, and Harry ...... Harry should have been controlled by Dumbledore, otherwise, with this nonsense, Malfoy would have cooled down a long time ago.

Still, those Death Eaters were damned, and they were much stronger than Van Lin thought.

Perhaps each of them knew that Voldemort was using them less and less, and if they couldn't complete any tasks, they would be completely useless.

This is a red flag, especially as the Dark Lord becomes more and more inhuman.

"No, Draco," Dumbledore said calmly. "It's under my control, not yours, and that's the problem now. ”

Malfoy didn't speak. His slightest scept opened, and his hand holding his wand still trembled.

Harry thought he saw his wand almost drop. But thunderous footsteps came from the stairs, and a few seconds later, Malfoy got out of the way as five men in brown robes rushed through the door.

Harry still couldn't move, his eyes staring unblinkingly at the terrifying five strangers: they looked like the Death Eaters who had won the battle downstairs.

A stupid-looking man gave his unpaired eyes a vicious look, and then began to laugh.

"Dumbledore is cornered!" he smiled cruelly, and then smiled even more happily at a stocky, short woman who looked like her older sister.

"Dumbledore doesn't have a wand, Dumbledore is alone!Well done, Draco, well done!" a shrill female voice said.

"Good evening is not much calmer, as if he was welcoming the man to a tea party. "To my surprise, Ms. Tavre is here too...... You are charming...... In fact, I regret that I was not in the school when you took up your role at Hogwarts. ”

Tarver took her hood off, revealing her delicate face.

But in fact, it made Harry even more uneasy, he had been tortured by Taver for a long time, which could be a shadow for Harry in the future, this woman was not much less perverted than Umbridge.

A demon hiding behind a good-looking face?

Thankfully, Tarver isn't as off-putting as Umbridge, and maybe that's the difference.

The gap between people is sometimes much larger than the gap between humans and dogs.

"It's an honor to me, Mr. Dumbledore, I didn't expect you to be such a funny person, but...... Do you think your little joke will help you when you're dying?" Tarver grinned, a fanglet peeking out of the corner of his mouth.

Harry saw the change in Tavor.

Tall, fanged, slightly seductive face with burgundy pupils.

Is Tavre also a vampire?

"Jokes? No, no, these are politeness," Dumbledore replied.

"It would be an honour for me, Mr. Dumbledore. Tarver licked her lips, as if she had been appreciative of Dumbledore's politeness.

However, not everyone has the patience as much as Tavor!

"Kill him," said the stranger standing closest to Harry, a large, lanky man with dull gray hair and beard, and his black Death Eater robes that looked oppressive and uncomfortable.

His voice was unlike anything Harry had ever heard: an irritating one. Harry smelled a strong mixture of dirt, sweat, and confusing blood. He had long, yellowed nails on his dirty hands.

"Is that you?Fenrir?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.

"Yes," his voice spurred the others. "Glad to see me, Dumbledore!"

"No, I can't say I'm ......" Dumbledore frowned, everyone present, except for Tarver and Greyback, he had taught before, however, only Greyback would make Dumbledore feel very disgusted.

A resistance that bordered on instinct, because the bloody aura on the werewolf was too strong.

The smell of blood constantly pounded Van Lin's senses.

He had been following Malfoy, so Van Lin didn't pay any attention to what the Death Eaters had done.

Now, though, it looks like Fenrir has devoured someone's flesh at Hogwarts?

This is what werewolves hate, vampires can also restrain their thirst for blood, and werewolves, once they have tasted flesh, can never quit.

A bunch of brainless beasts.

Van Lin's face darkened, and he stared at Fenrir from the window.

As if sensing something, Fenrir looked around cautiously.

It's a bit empty, and there's nowhere for anyone to hide.

Suddenly, Fenrir Greyback smiled, revealing his sharp teeth. Blood ran down his jaw and he licked his lips slowly, extremely disgusting.

"But you know how much I love kids. Dumbledore spoke earnestly, his tone beginning to grow cold.

He knew Fenrir when he had not yet become the leader of the werewolves.

"Dumbledore I feel it now!" Fenrir said intoxicatedly, licking the blood from the corner of his mouth with his unusual tongue.

"You've started attacking when it's not a full moon, right? It's unusual...... You've discovered that the human taste is fresh, so you can't satisfy it once a month?"

"Exactly," said Fenrir Greyback, "that scared you, didn't it? Dumbledore, you're scared?"

"Well, I can't pretend that doesn't make me feel disgusting," Dumbledore said, "and, yes, I'm a little shocked that Draco would invite you to this school where his friend is ...... at this time."

"I didn't," said Malfoy, who didn't look at Fenrir Greyback or even glance at it, "I didn't know he was coming......

"I don't want to miss a trip to Hogwarts, Dumbledore. Fenrir Greyback said harshly, before his throat could burst into a delicious, delicious...... sounds. He lifted his yellow fingernails, tugged at his front teeth, and squinted at Dumbledore.

"I can treat you as an after-dinner dessert, Dumbledore......"

"No," said another male Death Eater, with a heavy, cruel-looking face, "we have orders, Draco will do it." ”

"Oh yes, we've stayed long enough. Bellatrix laughed a little, "Now, Draco, hurry up." ”

Malfoy looked at Dumbledore with some horror, even though he was now very pale and much weaker than usual, and he had already slid down a lot of the wall he was supporting.

"Anyway, he won't live long, if you ask me!" said an uncoordinated-looking man to her giggling sister, "look at him...... What will happen next? Oh, useless resistance, sluggish reactions, no one can save you, Dumbledore. ”

For a moment, several Death Eaters burst out laughing.

The quest to kill Dumbledore, which will definitely have them bragging about it in the world of the Death Eaters for a lifetime.

"Come on, Draco, do it!" Bella became impatient and began to urge Draco.

But in that moment, a voice shouted from the chaos below, they had blocked the stairs - faint!

Harry's heart began to beat, the four of them did not destroy all their opponents, only the battle broke out at the top of the tower, and the voice felt extremely familiar to Harry.

His godfather, Sirius Black, although this godfather is not very reliable, but now, it is definitely a life-saving medicine.

"Now, Draco, hurry!" a cruel man said angrily. But Malfoy's hands were shaking so hard that he couldn't even aim.

"I'm coming," Fenrir Greyback growled, his hand reaching out to Dumbledore, teeth bared.

"I said no!" shouted the cruel-faced man, and with a flash of light, the werewolf stepped aside in a rage, and he struck the wall.

Harry's heart was beating so hard that he thought it was impossible for no one to hear him standing here, but he was frozen by Dumbledore's spell, and if he could move, he could shoot a spell from under his invisibility robes......

"Draco, do it, or you'll step aside and let one of us ......," Tarver screamed, making her feel uneasy, they had been idle for too long.

But just then, the door to the ramparts was slammed open again, and Snape stood there, his wand in his hand, and he scanned the scene with his dark eyes, from Dumbledore who had fallen by the wall, to the four Death Eaters, including the angry werewolves, and Malfoy.

"We've got a problem, Snape," said the chunky Death Eater, his eyes and wand pointed at Dumbledore, "the boy can't seem to ......"

But another man was calling Snape's name, and his voice was very faint.

"Severus ......"

The voice scared Harry more than anything he had experienced tonight.

For the first time, Dumbledore was pleading.

Snape didn't say anything. He just walked forward and shoved Malfoy aside. The three Death Eaters stepped back speechlessly. Even the werewolves seemed to be frightened.

Snape stared at Dumbledore, disgust and hatred etched into the rough lines of his face.

Severus ...... Please ......" Dumbledore said weakly, but his body didn't seem to be able to hold it anymore.

Snape raised his wand and pointed it at Dumbledore.

Avada suo!

A green light shot out from the tip of Snape's wand and struck Dumbledore in the chest. Harry's screams of fear did not cry out; Unable to move, he had to watch as Dumbledore was thrown into the air: for a moment he seemed to hovering above the glowing skull, and then he slowly fell, like a doll made of rags, past the battlements and out of view.