Chapter 772： This is a good boy

Hermione quickly picked up her spirits, and she said calmly, "Anyway, we need to be stronger. Tian Lai Xiao "said "⒉"

She continued, "We are at Hogwarts after all. Even if Malfoy becomes stronger, it is impossible to harm Hogwarts."

"Yes, we can't fall behind." Harry fully agreed with Hermione's point of view. He turned his head to look at Ron. "Even if you can't go to class these days, you can't fall behind if you should practice. After all, Malfoy Don’t just leave it like that."

"I haven't lost my homework these days," Ron said affirmatively, "you don't know, Hagrid's cabin is much colder than the castle."

"Hagrid has thick skin and thick skin, not afraid of cold at all, but I must maintain the curse of protection every day to fall asleep."

He complained, "Not to mention, when Hagrid is sleeping, the whole house is shaking with the snoring. As long as my protective spell is not maintained, he will be awakened by Hagrid's purring.

Ron spread his hands helplessly, "I have finally learned to maintain a protective spell while sleeping."

"Chuck," Hermione covered her mouth with her hand, not allowing herself to laugh. "That's really a surprise."

At this moment, Hagrid came out, scratching his head, "Harry, Hermione, you should go back to class."

Hagrid beckoned to Ron, "Ron is here to help me prepare food. It's too cold to cook without magic."

"That's because you have too much food to prepare." Ron said disapprovingly, and he nodded to Harry and Hermione, "You go back to class first, I can go back to the castle next week."

"We will see you." Harry and Hermione said goodbye to Ron and walked in the direction of the castle.

.....

The matter of Malfoy leaving the school continued.

When George appeared in the castle, the students and teachers tried to learn more about Malfoy from George's mouth.

Everyone wants to know what kind of result this matter will turn into.

Malfoy will go back to school, everything is as if he had never had a baby, or it will turn into a scandal. The students at school fled the school and turned to Voldemort.

Everyone wants to know where things will go.

Regarding this point, George can only say that the matter is still being processed.

At dinner, when George walked into the auditorium, Harry and Hermione sat quietly across from George with long-awaited looks.

George ignored the expectation on Harry and Hermione's faces. He lowered his head and quietly ate the food in front of him.

When George was halfway through his meal, Hermione finally couldn't help but whispered, "George, do you say Malfoy will go back to school?"

George swallowed the food in his mouth and said slowly, "I have sent letters to Malfoy Manor, and according to time, they should have received those letters."

Yesterday afternoon, his messenger sent a letter with the reason for the whole thing to Malfoy Manor. According to the distance from the school to Malfoy Manor, the letter should arrive at night.

"But they didn't reply, did they?" Hermione said worriedly, "They should have responded to such a big thing. They should have sent him back to school after seeing Malfoy."

The Malfoy family's reaction to this incident made her even more worried. She would rather Malfoy's father rush to the school to make a big noise, which is better than the silence now.

"Maybe they have some other things delayed." George said quietly, while continuing to eat bread.

"At this time, there is no more important thing than this." Hermione said disapprovingly. "This is not a normal reaction. Even if Malfoy's parents are noisy and ask the school to punish Ron, it is better than now. This kind of non-response is better."

She looked at George intently and asked in a low voice, "George, do you think Malfoy will go back to school?"

"I think they will make a choice." George shrugged helplessly and continued to face the food in front of him.

Although he had known that Malfoy would not return to school, he couldn't tell others about these things.

Seeing George's perfunctory, Harry and Hermione looked at each other, knowing that they couldn't ask anything, they could only give up.

.....

Dark and gloomy cave.

In an empty room, the marble floor is recessed from the center, revealing a huge pool.

In a pool the size of a swimming pool, the whole pond is yellowish liquid. The ocher liquid, like boiling water, tumbling with ocher bubbles, grunting and grunting sounds.

The steaming heat wave slapped people's faces with the moisture of the potion.

A trace of heavy earthy breath made people feel heavier Two wizards in black robes stood motionless in front of the pool.

The heavy load was on Lucius' body, and even more on his heart.

"Lucius, your son is really extraordinary."

A little wizard sighed with emotion.

Lucius' voice was bitter, "Wormtail, I want to be quiet."

"Okay." Wormtail shrugged. "He will be here soon. You can talk for a while."

After speaking, Wormtail walked briskly out of the room.

Lucius was silent in the room for a long time. Finally, he took a deep breath, turned around, and walked towards the door.

He just took a few steps, and two figures appeared at the door.

Walking ahead was a woman with a smooth black head, and she had piercing black eyes. Under the black robe, her rugged figure made her look like a poisonous flower of evil.

Behind her, a tall and thin young man whose black robe reflected his face paler. His pointed chin, light golden head and gray eyes all revealed indifference.

The two men walked to Lucius without stopping at all.

The woman looked at Lucius indifferently and said arrogantly, "Lucius, if you were as smart as Draco, everything would not be what it is now. You can survive a series of failed missions. You should thank the Dark Lord for his kindness."

"Bellatrix." Lucius's face was sullen, and there was a hint of irritation in his voice, "You have done your business, you can leave."

The woman smiled contemptuously. She turned her head, looked at the young man, and said kindly, "Draco, you are much more capable than your father. You didn't shrink from the responsibility. This is our pure blood family. Good boy."