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    Slytherin Code of Conduct Nineteen: Be fully prepared and act decisively

    "Why do we have such a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!" Slytherin baby Harry, who has always been mild-tempered, finally broke out under the pressure of exams and lost his temper in the lounge.  The exam was on the one hand, and on the other hand, just as Draco planned, he also expected to learn more things to deal with Voldemort in the future. As a result, the garlic head didn't teach them anything useful from the beginning to the end for a whole year.  !  And now, he actually heard the stuttering purple garlic crying in an empty classroom!

    "No¡ªno¡ªcan't do it anymore, please¡ª" Harry described exactly what he had overheard when he passed by. He even imitated the submissive pleading perfectly. After finishing the lesson, Harry  I found that everyone's expressions became very strange, not angry, not contemptuous, not disgusted Anyway, it was just very strange!

    "I swear I had tears in the corners of my eyes when I saw him come out!" Harry, the little black cat, opened his green eyes wide and jumped angrily. Why weren't they angry? There was such a cowardly teacher on the stand!

    Pansy coughed in embarrassment and began to flatter him, "Okay, okay! Didn't we decide to ignore him completely at the beginning of the semester? Harry, come and tell me about this dose of magic."  Things to note when making medicine"

    Harry's attention was easily diverted by Queen Pansy, but he swore that during the break in his explanation, he saw Blaise smiling with a mean look on his face, poking at Monte and asking in a low voice, "You  Who could that be?"

    Who is it - so strange!

    Draco is already an adult, so of course he felt that way at first!  But then he received a note from Professor Snape that someone else brought to him. Regarding the confinement notice, the time has been set. At eleven o'clock tonight, he and Harry will be in the Forbidden Forest.  Things were quickly connected, and Draco remembered the confinement in his previous life. He was young before, but now he couldn't help but notice that the time and place of this confinement were weird, especially since the Dark Lord's body was still there.  Pleading

    What happened to him and Harry that time?

    Thinking of the black mist-like Dark Lord, Draco's face turned a little pale, but then he was a little ready to move. The weak Dark Lord who relied on the blood of unicorns to survive, and a dead unicorn He would face a  Multiple opportunities, can history be changed

    Draco suddenly couldn't sit still. He had to prepare something in advance!

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    During the trip to the Forbidden Forest, their mission was to find the injured unicorn in the dark night.  After a few steps into the forest, Hagrid suggested that they split up. He went in one direction alone, while Draco and Harry led Fang in another direction.

    "Draco, didn't the teacher say that the Forbidden Forest is a restricted area and we won't be allowed to come?"

    "Harry, the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, especially at night. Pick up your wand and be ready to use obstacles and blazing fire at any time. If you encounter danger, run back as hard as you can, do you understand?"

    "Um."

    Draco held up his fluorescent wand and walked quickly into the Forbidden Forest. It was not difficult to find traces of silvery unicorn blood on the ground. The spots seemed to be everywhere. There were so many of them, indicating that the unicorn must have been seriously injured.  Seriously, he must get there before the unicorn dies. Draco doesn't know how to win the unicorn's forgiveness, but he knows he has to do something!

    Harry also noticed the blood on the ground. In this regard, he seemed to have a keener sense than Draco. In the end, it was Harry who pulled Draco into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

    "Ah! Draco, look!" Harry suddenly stopped and saw a beautiful and miserable scene diagonally in front of him. A unicorn as white and holy as moonlight, its body curled up unnaturally, and there were shining lights everywhere on the ground.  Satin-like silver light, "Is it dead?"

    "Harry, stand there and be on guard!"

    Draco ran over quickly, no, it's not dead yet, great!

    "The breathing is very weak. The unicorn is a fragile and beautiful creature with not strong vitality. I don't know if it can be saved from being injured like this."  Draco picked up the wand and chanted the healing spell repeatedly. He did not dare to use the quick healing spell of black magic on the holy unicorn. This made the wound heal very slowly, which was extremely difficult for the seriously injured unicorn.  It¡¯s just a drop in the bucket.

    At the same time, Draco used his other hand to dig out several bottles of nutritional supplements for magical creatures from his pocket, opened the unicorn's mouth and poured it in. He didn't know if it would work.  If it still had no effect, he planned to give it a blood tonic specially designed for wizards. There was no other way, as there was no blood tonic specifically for holy unicorns in the world.

    ???. The most powerful killer weapon.

    Similarly, Draco also knew that to completely reverse something so holy, he would have to pay a very, very high price, but he didn't care!

    Draco closed his eyes and seemed to see the scene in Eris's mirror image. Yes, for that day, he didn't care!

    There is also a response room.

    Draco divided the potion into three equal parts, one part will be used as a talisman in the future, one part will be used to reverse it, and one part will be used as a backup. Maybe, he will need it to save his life later.

    A huge reverse magic circle, Draco has been drawing it for a long time;

    Draco memorized a lengthy Elvish reversal spell for a long time;

    A caster is fully prepared;

    A bottle of holy light potion took several years of his hard work.

    Initiated by his own blood, supported by his own pure magic power, and praised by the oldest and purest Nemo text, Draco closed his eyes, stood in the center of the magic circle, held the wand in his hand and pointed at the Holy Light Potion, concentrating on  began to sing

    For two whole hours, the singing continued without interruption.

    If anyone is watching at this moment, they will find that the bottle of beautiful potion that is as shiny as the moon begins to change color as Draco continues to chant, just like the clear sky is gradually shrouded by dark clouds, obscure, darken, and then change color.  It became the black gray before the storm, until the evil darkness completely fell, without a trace of light, and then gradually gave out a dark 'gloss' in the pure ink color.

    The chanting gradually came to an end, and Draco had reached the edge of crumbling. His face turned completely gray, his gray-blue eyes also lost their luster, his voice was dry and hoarse from talking for a long time, and his lips had no color at all.  He had almost drained all the magic essence from his body, and he was so weak that he seemed to be ready to fall at any time, but the tight string in Draco's heart told him that he must finish reading, no matter what the cost.

    Until the ceremony was completely over, Draco slowly opened his eyes, and then his body swayed suddenly. He couldn't help but stumbled a step to maintain balance, but he didn't hold back a breath. With a pop, blood spurted out of his mouth.  This mouthful of blood was like a floodway that had been blasted open. The tense mental and physical strength was quickly lost in the violent vomiting of blood. He could no longer hold on, and he knelt on the ground with a plop and collapsed.

    Draco curled up on the floor and vomited blood. Every inch of his muscles and every nerve felt pain as if it had been torn. In fact, it was not physical pain. Draco knew that it was the Holy Light Demon.  The medicine was a punishment on his soul, because he sinfully destroyed the holiness but created something so evil and terrible.

    Draco almost crawled, swaying and struggling to reach his medicine box, and tremblingly touched the third of the Holy Light potion. After drinking it, the violent shaking began to calm down, and the pain began.  Relieved, he lay on the ground and fell into a deep sleep

    I don't know how long it took, but Draco woke up slowly. He couldn't see the window in the emergency room. He just felt that his physical strength had recovered a little, and then he gathered the strength to get up again and found some blood from his medicine box.  Potions, magic stabilizers, mental palliatives There has never been a moment when Draco was so grateful for his excellent potion skills. He knew the dosage of these potions and the correct order of taking them. Otherwise, he would have so many magic potions.  If the medicine is mixed, you will lose half your life or not.

    Draco picked up the small bottle of soul potion on the ground that had completely changed from white to dark at this moment - the preparations were finally completed, Draco leaned against the wall with all his strength and thought, now, it is time to go to the actual battle.  High and low.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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