Chapter 696 Bazaar and Accident

"...Damn it, didn't you just get hit by a stone?"

Regarding the act of shoving Pansy Parkinson casually, even the current Malfoy has to admit that it was a mistake caused by his own anger.

Of course, he didn't think so because of some ridiculous apology to Pansy. In fact, he was just expressing introspection for the possibility of attracting Maca's attention.

No matter how proud the current Malfoy is, as long as the special existence of Maca is always in front of him, he will never be truly "proud".

At present, no one knows what kind of changes have taken place in Malfoy, let alone what changed him suddenly. Even...whether this handsome boy with blond hair and white skin can still be called "Draco Malfoy" is probably an unknown.

But at least, the name Maca McLean is still deeply engraved in his heart, providing him with a strong sense of crisis all the time, which is an indisputable fact.

Otherwise, how could the "arrogant" man who already had power in his hands still be willing to hide himself among the students of Hogwarts?

"No, I still need stronger power, more... more powerful..."

Lying halfway on the bed in the dormitory, Malfoy's head was resting on the left arm behind his head, and a wisp of black air rose from the right hand stretched out in front of his eyes. He seemed to be able to feel the mysterious energy hidden in it. .

For ordinary wizards, this power is strong enough, but for Malfoy at this time...

"...Impossible, with this strength, it is impossible to take that blow."

When he muttered these words, an incomparably bright icy blue beam of light flashed in his mind, it was a dazzling brilliance that broke through the clouds and went straight to the sky wall.

Yes, at least the Malfoy in front of him still clearly remembered the amazing power Maca showed to the teachers and students at the scene of Dumbledore's death.

At that point in time, Maca's power was undoubtedly a shot in the arm to wake up the entire Hogwarts; but in retrospect, that terrifying strength would also bring tremendous pressure to some people.

"Albania."

In the moment of staring at the black air between the fingers, a familiar yet unfamiliar vocabulary of place names,

He spat it out slowly in Malfoy's mouth.

...

In the early morning of the next day, since the morning sun gently painted the earth with a layer of golden red, it announced the beginning of another sunny day.

For most of the students at Hogwarts, this day was originally called "Happy Hogsmeade Day". But today, it was impossible to go to Hogsmeade, even if they were forced to go with a magic wand.

Because today they only need to step out of the gate of the castle, and they can easily enjoy a more colorful time of eating, drinking and playing than in Hogsmeade Village.

This unprecedented grand international alchemy competition has had a huge impact on Hogwarts, and it is absolutely multi-faceted.

Since yesterday evening, the huge vestibule of the school has been occupied by countless street vendors and temporary shops. Although it was forbidden to operate at night due to the consideration that this is a school, it was lively again this morning.

To be honest, I am afraid that no one will go to the auditorium for breakfast today, because delicacies from all over the world can be seen everywhere here.

Soon, little wizards appeared in groups of three or four. They walked back and forth between tents of different shapes and carpets full of goods. Most of them were in high spirits. While chatting and laughing with each other, the atmosphere of joy filled the air constantly.

To be honest, the people who came from the magic circles of various countries to watch the event were basically adults and a small number of preschool children. After all, it is not a holiday right now, and there are still very few students who can come to participate in the activities.

Therefore, these young Hogwarts wizards who came out all at once added a lot of rare youth and vitality to this place.

However, even among the enthusiastic students, there are always some who lack vitality. Obviously, Ensi, who was not in a good mood these two days, was one of them.

He was walking alone in the crowd, but he was thinking about things completely unrelated to the scene in front of him. Compared with the beautiful weather and cheerful crowd, his inner world may not have such rich colors.

"Should I...should I go?"

While recalling everything he met in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets last night, Erns couldn't stop thinking about one thing—whether or not he should go back there again.

Giving away the rewards you have received after suffering so much is by no means something that can be easily relieved. In Salazar Slytherin's test, he had suffered a lot, but the Malfoy took away the fruits of victory at the end...

Well, let's not mention whether it is a "fruit" or not. After all, according to Slytherin, although there are rewards left by him, there should be corresponding problems.

But whatever it was, Erns always had the right to go and see for himself.

But now, because of the invisible deterrence caused by Malfoy's strength, he has no choice but to choose to hold back. At least until he was sure, he couldn't even convince himself to go down to the secret room to take another look.

There is indeed another secret room behind that wall, right? Had Malfoy already destroyed the wall? So what did he get...and, will he destroy that "chamber of secrets" before leaving and monopolize everything he got from it?

This series of problems has been bothering Erns continuously since he went to bed last night. It's a pity that if you don't go down and see for yourself, you will definitely not be able to get an answer to this kind of question.

"Or, I might as well try to find a way to spread the news... Even if I can't get it anymore, I can't make him feel better!"

This idea suddenly popped up in his head, but soon, it was vetoed by himself again.

"Hmph... no, I can't give up yet," Ens shook his head involuntarily, but said angrily in his heart, "I guess that Malfoy would have thought of this idea a long time ago? Otherwise, I might not have been able to do that at the time." Escape from there smoothly... The power of Felix Elixir reminded me very clearly at that time that my chances of successfully escaping from Malfoy's hands are actually very low, very low..."

As he thinks now, Malfoy is clearly determined that he will not tell anyone else what he saw in the Chamber of Secrets - that is not the result of a person who can think of a way to escape under great pressure. .

Just when Erns was suffocated by these troubles, a familiar voice sounded from the crowd behind him and got closer and closer to him.

"...I heard that there are bird and snake eggshells for sale near the Forbidden Forest. There are not many bird and snake eggs now."

"Oh! It's said in the book that they can scale their bodies freely... But, sell eggshells? Are they used in the formula of some potion?"

"No, it's because the eggshells of bird snakes are made of sterling silver, which is very valuable for collection."

Erns could tell that the voice in the middle was undoubtedly the first classmate he knew, who was now Alexander of Gryffindor College.

The other voice seemed to be Harry Potter, a well-known senior in Gryffindor College.

While hearing these few words of dialogue, Ensi wondered if he should speed up his pace. Because after considering whether he should ask the other party for a favor last night, the conflicted mood made him not want to meet the other party at all.

However, in the blink of an eye, he knew that he no longer needed to hesitate.

"Ence?"

After all, Alexander was still the same Alexander, even though he hadn't forgiven Ens Taon in the library that day, he would not even lose the basic courtesy of saying hello when he saw him.

Hearing Alexander's shout, Ensi, who was full of entanglements in his heart, couldn't pretend that he didn't hear it, and his pace slowed down unconsciously.

"Ok."

He turned his head back a little, and responded somewhat sloppily.

This kind of nonchalant response was naturally extremely inconsistent with the impression Ens left on Alexander. The latter immediately looked at the other party with a trace of hesitation, but where could he find the answer from the back of Ensi's head in front of him?

"This is your friend?" Harry, who was beside Alexander, asked curiously, and then said briskly, "Is that... Is it Ens? You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Why don't we go together?" !"

Like the trait of being brave enough to be reckless, enthusiasm is also one of Gryffindor's specialties, but it's a pity that Erns is definitely not used to it.

Leaving aside Alexander, anyway, he and Harry don't think there will be any topics to talk about. Rather than being uncomfortable with them when the time comes, he might as well leave as soon as possible.

After thinking about it left and right, Erns decided it was better to refuse.

But before he could speak in the future, a strange noise suddenly came from the direction of the Forbidden Forest, attracting the attention of most people including him.

"...Put down your wand! I warn you...Put down..."

Amidst the noisy voices, a slight voice passed through the crowd, and seemed to get into the ears of Harry and the others here.

"It's Hermione!"

Harry instantly recognized who the owner of the voice was, and after hearing Hermione's slightly anxious words, he pushed aside the crowd without hesitation, and headed towards the direction of the voice as quickly as possible. run away.

Alexander beside him was stunned for a moment, and after subconsciously looking at Ensi, he tried his best to catch up.