Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 189 Uncovering the Mystery of the One Corner

Lessons with Snape increased in frequency to twice a week.

Draco was very busy, and Harry was not idle either.

The ineffective dueling lesson with Draco had long been over.

But in order to prepare for the unknown third level, he began practicing with Ron and Hermione.

Time passes by unknowingly.

It seems like when I got up yesterday, the snow was still melting in front of the window, but today it is full of green.

Harry and Draco saw each other less frequently, which led them to resume the habit of writing to each other.

Although it was a bit sad that they didn't see each other often, Draco didn't mind starting a correspondence again.

For her, expressing emotions through words seems to be more direct.

There are some things that, when we meet, I just can't say them for some reason.

Of course there were many episodes in between.

Gore's popularity remained after the ball, which made him, who was used to being quiet and alone, a little panicked.

The result was that he became even more attached to Pansy, causing Pansy to want to push him back to the boys at any time.

Goyle could only go back and accept the ridicule silently, which made Crabbe very happy.

Helping Goyle to fight with others became Crabbe's new interest.

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The last Thursday in May.

Harry and the fighters were called to the Quidditch pitch to receive notice about the third trial.

Draco accepted Harry's invitation.

When the time was almost up, I said goodbye to Pansy, who had a sly smile on her face, and Daphne, who repeatedly reminded me to be safe.

Step out of the lounge and wait in the pumpkin patch next to Hagrid's hut.

The cool breeze near evening almost reminded her of the rescue of Buckbeak last year.

He was a little surprised to see Harry and Krum walking towards him together.

Not wanting to cause any more trouble, he continued to hide in the pumpkin field.

I could only vaguely hear their conversation, and the topic kept going around and around, always returning to Hermione.

But what happened next made Draco unable to help but step out of his hiding place.

Mr. Crouch's stumbling figure emerged from the shadows at the edge of the forest.

His robes were even more tattered than Sirius's, and his face was so pale and weakened that he was almost unrecognizable.

With a dazed look on his face, he kept walking around the shadows of the trees beside Harry and Krum, assigning tasks.

He walked forward worriedly, not bothering to pay attention to Krum's surprised greeting.

When Draco saw him, he clearly saw that Mr. Crouch's eyes were struggling with emotion.

Then, he spoke as if he had used up all his strength.

"Miss Malfoy...I'm sorry...I'm warning...Dumbledore...please...please..."

Draco exchanged hasty glances with Harry, who immediately set off towards the castle.

"Krum! Protect them. I'll go find Dumbledore."

Krum looked from Draco to Mr Crouch.

Muttered something like "He's crazy," but stayed, staying beside Draco.

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After watching Harry run as fast as he could, Draco turned to ask Krum and nodded in the direction of Hagrid's hut.

"Do me a favor, will you? Let's take him to that cabin."

Krum nodded in agreement, and just as he was about to bend down to carry Mr. Crouch on his back, he held Draco's arm tightly.

"Ms. Malfoy! Forgive me...it's all my fault...my son..."

"You have to tell Dumbledore...it's my fault...tell Dumbledore..."

"Harry Potter...that man...is stronger than before...Harry Potter..."

"Mr. Crouch, Harry has gone to see Professor Dumbledore."

"We're helping you, but you have to help us, too, okay?"

Draco felt sad when he saw that this elder who had always cared for him seemed to be suffering.

Mr. Crouch's eyes showed a clear struggle between reluctance and regret.

Draco instantly realized that he might have been under an extremely powerful Imperius Curse.

I have experienced this myself.

This consciousness is imprisoned in my body with nowhere to escape.

Even though his voice had already become hoarse deep in his spirit, the monkey's head did not tremble with even the slightest bit of fear.

While he was still trying to comfort Mr. Crouch, two continuous red lights flashed by.

Krum groaned and fell to the ground. Mr. Crouch, who was behind him, also fell unconscious.

In doubt and confusion, he quickly took out his wand, but then he heard the sound of footsteps coming from somewhere.

The shadow of the woods loomed, and in the thin range of vision, he could feel Mad-Eye's gaze.

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Mr. Crouch's tortured eyes never stopped staring at Draco before he fell to the ground.

The last glimmer of clarity before he fell into coma,

In addition to apology and regret, there is also a bit of anger.

As he fell to the ground, he was still murmuring three names: Professor Dumbledore, Harry, and himself.

Draco was blocked by Krum lying on the ground.

There was no way to support the once elegant old gentleman in real time.

But before he fainted, the anger in his eyes was clearly conveyed.

It also made Draco's body filled with cold anger, rushing to his blood which was already boiling with tension.

As the cold and heat intersected, I found that my senses were much sharper than usual.

Moody's is nearby.

Draco could clearly sense Mad-Eye's presence.

I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but I could vaguely hear the subtle mechanical sound of Mad-Eye turning.

Following the gaze, I saw a terrifying figure like a wild bear in the darkness.

He held the wand high, as if hesitating about something. Then he heard a timid smile.

Draco took a slow breath and gripped the hawthorn wand that had been accompanying him.

His eyes were fixed intently on a single flickering eye in the darkness.

For a moment, Draco was slightly surprised to find that

I seemed to be able to predict the next move of the visitor.

He quickly raised his wand and shouted loudly.

"Armor protection!"

Before Moody's red light flashed, he had already set up a barrier in front of him.

Even so, Moody cast the spell too quickly.

It was as if both of them had simply cast a spell at the same time.

There was an unpleasant clanging sound when the spell struck.

Moody seemed surprised and raised his right hand again.

Draco didn't dare to relax at all and still stared at him closely.

While he was still hesitating, he acted quickly.

"Collapsed."

The sudden attack surprised and delighted Moody.

With a flick of his wand, the red light emitted by the former Chief Auror arrived first and deflected Draco's attack.

Draco was somewhat horrified to find that Moody put away his wand with a strange smile and walked straight towards him.

"You're fine. What's your name?"