Chapter 52

"HEMA, I want to ask you to do me a favor!"

HEMA packed his bags. Harry surprisingly came to Slytherin's public rest room to find him. Fortunately, Harry also bravely went to the secret room to fight this time, and Slytherin's students were not so hostile to him.

Of course, Malfoy is not here. It seems that he went out to find something with two attendants, but HEMA didn't stop it.

Draco's character perfectly inherited his father, or he couldn't cope with the big scene better than old Malfoy, not to be a big villain.

"What's the matter? If you borrow money, I can't compare with you local tyrant ~" HEMA also joked, but think of Harry's jingaron, the corners of his eyes were wet.

"Haha, no... I want you to help dobby leave Malfoy's house, but I don't know what to do. Although Dumbledore promised me one thing, which is within his ability, I don't want to use this opportunity here."

"You know dobby is a Malfoy elf. Do you think it's easy?" As for old Deng tou, I'm working hard this time. Why didn't you promise me one thing? Oh, old man with eccentric eyes~

But to get dobby out, it seems that Harry has to do that in the film, but now the diary is not in... Lucius didn't come to school.

"Potter!? What are you doing here? "

Just then, a cold and stiff came from behind Harry. Draco, a noble fan, and his two attendants crowded directly next to Harry.

"Malfoy, what do you want?" Harry glanced at HEMA and pulled out his wand. He knew that according to HEMA's character, he would never help him.

Because HEMA once had a chat with him, which made him feel deeply. If a person can't even protect himself, how can he talk about protecting his loved ones and the world.

"You're in my way!"

"The road is so wide that you have to go to me!"

Harry also stared back directly. The smell of gunpowder between the two people suddenly became strong, and the surrounding students gathered around to prepare for the play.

"They shouldn't fight, otherwise it's not so simple to deduct points. They're leaving school in the afternoon. Malfoy is really spoiled by his father."

"Hermione?"

HEMA turned her head. Hermione and Ron came to the side at some time, but Miss Granger didn't look very good.

After all, because of the secret room, HEMA bravely entered the secret room, rescued Ginny and Hermione, and then led everyone against the snake monster, making the snake yard score 200 points.

Now the total score has climbed to 590, which can not be surpassed. Even if Ron and Harry entered the chamber of secrets and added 60 points each, they just pulled back the deducted points because of the school opening event.

If Harry and Malfoy fight again today and deduct dozens of points, I'm afraid he will be at the bottom, which makes Miss Granger unbearable.

"Harry, forget it. I'll go home in the afternoon. There's no need..." Ron also grabbed Harry strangely.

But the more Harry was persuaded, his stubborn temper came up and still blocked Malfoy's way from entering the lounge.

"Harry Potter!" Malfoy roared and gore hit him, but before the war broke out, a cold voice rang from a distance.

"Draco!"

"Father!?"

Malfoy was stunned, turned around in horror and saw Lucius Malfoy standing there with a gloomy face.

The other students stepped aside, and Lucius stepped forward quickly and gently put his cane on Harry's shoulder.

"Why are you here?"

"I have something to ask Dumbledore, but what's the matter with you? And our dear warrior, Mr. Potter! "

"Father, he's blocking the way and won't let us into the lounge!" Draco is also coming up. My father is coming, and Dumbledore is coming. I'm not afraid!

Harry looked at Lucius getting closer and closer and frowned. He wanted to punch him, but he knew the consequences of doing that!

Whether Ginny, Hermione or other injured people, it was this guy who put the diary there and took it to school! He is the culprit!

"Mr. Malfoy, this is a school!"

Hermione also stared and dragged Harry very unhappily. Even though she was angry, she hurt so many people and abused her parents!

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy. I'm going to Dumbledore, too. It's better to go together."

At this time, HEMA looked at something wrong. She also walked away from the crowd, stood next to Hermione and secretly patted her hand.

"This is... Oh! It's Mr. Abbott. I've wanted to see you for a long time. It's really not easy. "

"No, no, I'm just an ordinary student. You're a busy man. You gave me a new broom at the beginning of school. I haven't thanked you yet."

HEMA was also very polite. Lucius had to raise a smile and hold out his hand to HEMA.

"Let's walk and say." HEMA gently extended her arm to the outside. "Please!"

Lucius glanced at HEMA and his lips closed. This little guy is not only strength, but also interesting. Look at my stupid son... Ah~

"I'll go first. You need to tell me this little thing and deal with it yourself! What a shame! "

Lucius turned his head, stared at Draco, and followed HEMA to Dumbledore's office.

Draco is looking at his father's back, suddenly stunned, wipe! I'm not asking for trouble this time, Dad. I'm your own son!

Hermione grabbed Harry and whispered, "HEMA says you can seize the opportunity, only this time!"

They were speechless all the way. HEMA didn't want to say anything to the old fox, and Lucius didn't want to say anything to HEMA at the moment.

After all, it was HEMA who destroyed his original plan and didn't kill people. Finally, it was solved. If Dumbledore didn't step down completely, it was his failure!

"Headmaster Dumbledore, there is a guest."

HEMA also made fun of Lucius on purpose. As a member of Hogwarts school board, he is not a complete guest.

"Oh, Mr. Malfoy, what a rare guest. Please sit down, please."

Dumbledore was still like that. He sat there with a smile on his face. There were two chairs in front of the table, as if they had been prepared long ago.

HEMA sat down and began to drink the coffee in front of her. Old Deng was obviously more familiar with him than the milk he had last time.

Malfoy didn't sit down and said impatiently, "Dumbledore, welcome back to Hogwarts. What's the matter with you calling me!"

HEMA was stunned when she heard Lucius say so. Old Deng took the initiative to call him. Also, she lost and didn't dare to come up to Dumbledore.

"Lucius, do you know who caused the Hogwarts crisis this time and who opened the chamber of secrets?"

"... how do I know? Does this have anything to do with me?" Lucius took a deep breath and sat opposite Dumbledore.

"Oh, yes... Voldemort!"

"... but he's dead." Lucius continued to look at Dumbledore with the same face.

"Do you need me to say more? Lucius, this is Hogwarts. I don't want the contradiction between us or that person to affect the growth and safety of students here. "

Dumbledore's deep blue eyes stared at Lucius, and his two fingers gently knocked on the table, as if in Lucius's heart.

"Hum! Dumbledore, I am also the director of Hogwarts. My only concern is the interests of this school! Of course, there are students here, and my children are here! "

"But some school directors told me that if you don't choose to agree to suspend me, you will curse their whole family!"

"Ridiculous! Dumbledore, be careful that I go to the Ministry of magic to accuse you of framing! And the Dark Lord is dead. He can't open the secret room and hurt the students in the school! "

"I never said it was Voldemort himself. This time he controlled Ginny Weasley and miss Hermione Granger, opened the chamber of secrets and released the basilisk."

"So it has nothing to do with me..."

"But as far as I know, Voldemort's medium of controlling Granger and miss Weasley is a diary, and this diary..."

Dumbledore pretended to touch the drawer, but did not take it out.

"That's nonsense. Tell fudge about these things and see if he believes your nonsense! The Dark Lord is dead! "

As soon as Lucius patted the table, the milk in the quilt spilled directly and rubbed against Lucius's sleeve.

"Dobby!"

"Master!"

"Help me clean up!"

"Yes, master."

Dobby quickly tried a magic and helped Lucius clean his clothes.

HEMA looked at the elf, then at Dumbledore, milk... Wasn't it for him to drink? It's really cunning!

"Dumbledore, I hope you can still sit here next year! Let's go, dobby! "

"Yes, master!"

"Slow down!" Dumbledore shouted, without the slightest sign of getting up, while HEMA still sipped her coffee.

"Old Deng tou, is this too much? The warning is too powerful. Can you jump dangerous chess?"

"But Lucius won't. I know him, just like his son." Dumbledore smiled sarcastically.

Looking left and right, it seems that there is a word written: "advice!"