Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 75 Women's Clothing, But Tom Riddle (asking for monthly ticket)
Draco sat there waiting anxiously, he didn't know how his ancestors would draw strength.

"Crabbe, I feel so hungry." Goyle said, rubbing his stomach.

"Me too, Goyle." Crabbe was also rubbing his stomach: "But I clearly remember that we just ate a lot..."

Draco looked at the two men with disdain, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

hungry?

Could it be that the ancestors have already absorbed the power?

"Alright, you two," Draco said to them both, "give me the notebook and go eat."

"Okay, boss." The two of them handed the notebook to Draco together, and then walked towards the door impatiently.

I'm starving. I must eat something good.

"Hey, get out of my way!"

Crabbe pushed Goyle who was blocking the door. Both of them had the same sturdy build and there was no way they could go out together.

"Who's blocking you?" Crabbe stepped back from the door: "You go first!"

When the two of them closed the door and the footsteps became farther and farther away, Draco could not wait to grab the notebook, put it on the table and wrote: "Ancestor, how is it, is it enough?"

A golden light flashed on the notebook, and a line of beautiful gold-plated words appeared on it.

"Well, my child, make way."

Draco stepped aside obediently, his eyes fixed on the notebook without blinking.

Not long after, the light on the notebook flashed again, blinding him.

When he opened his eyes again, a transparent woman with long black hair and a gentle face appeared in his sight.

The girl has a pair of light red eyes, like the most precious ruby ​​in the world.

"Ancestor... Ancestor?" Draco looked at the absolutely stunning "beautiful girl" in front of him. For some reason, his heart began beating like a little rabbit in his chest.

(Women's Tom)
The beautiful girl reached out and gently wiped her throat with her thumb, then lowered her eyes to look at Draco, who had a dull expression and straight eyes. Her light red eyes curved into an alluring arc, revealing a charming smile.

She looks so pretty when she smiles, Draco thought, and then quickly shook his head, trying to get the thought out of his mind.

No, Draco, this is your ancestor! How could you have such blasphemous thoughts!
Hmm? Ancestor?

He suddenly became confused, looked up to confirm again, and asked, "Ancestor, why do you have black hair?"

"Well..." The beautiful girl smoothed her long hair and said to Draco, "Because of the reason for making this notebook... I used a little black magic, kid."

"I see..." Draco suddenly realized.

The girl said again: "But... I think I should use a new name. After all, Dumbledore should be familiar with the name Cassandra Malfoy. You know, he was already enrolled in Hogwarts when I was in seventh grade... You can call me Merope."

Merope?

What a beautiful name, Draco thought.

"Merope" hooked her fingers, and the gold-plated "CC Malfoy" on the diary turned into "Draco Malfoy".

"This is our secret. This notebook will be yours from now on." Merope held up a finger and said to Draco, "But... you just helped me. It's time to give you some rewards."

"What reward?" Draco asked expectantly.

Merope walked up to Draco and placed her hand on his forehead.

So cool...

Then, Draco felt a strange energy flowing through his forehead, into his body, and spreading to every part of his body.

His spirits, which had been somewhat weak recently, were lifted up a lot. He now felt strong enough to kill a cow. "Pick up your wand." Merope raised her head slightly.

Draco obediently picked up his wand and looked up at Merope.

"Like me, imagine knocking the other person out, a stroke, a horizontal stroke...Stupefy!" Merope demonstrated to Draco.

Draco imagined the movements Merope had just made, and moved his wand horizontally...

"Stupefy!" Draco pointed his wand at the chair in front of him.

A beam of light flew out from his wand, and the chair was unfortunately hit by the spell, with parts scattered all over the floor.

Draco looked at the falling apart chair in front of him in shock, then raised his wand-holding hand in disbelief and stared at the wand in a trance.

This...is this a spell I cast?
"Good children will be rewarded, Draco." Merope smiled faintly, "I borrowed some of the power of your two followers and gave some to you as compensation. As you can see, your progress is obvious."

"Merope..."

Draco's eyes moistened.

After seeing the duel between Pott and Miss Farley, he felt a deep despair in his heart and no longer dared to hope that he could defeat Pott one day.

This kind of despair was like having his heart gnawed by a ghost, making him so sad that he couldn't control himself.

But now, Merope has rekindled his hope.

If we continue like this, can we...

"my child."

Merope stepped forward at the right moment, whispered in his ear, and spoke in a gentle and persuasive tone.

"Perhaps... you could try to introduce me to a Slytherin classmate you trust."

"What?" Draco looked up.

"I can help them answer their questions and even teach them how to learn magic spells." Merope continued to tempt Draco, just like the venomous snake that tempted Eve to fall in the Garden of Eden. "And all they have to pay is a small part of their power to maintain my daily needs... Of course, as my good child and the person who introduced me, I can reward you with a part of my power."

"Merope, this..." Draco stuttered.

"Why, you don't want to?" Merope was not angry, but smiled implicitly.

But that smile did not reach the pair of red eyes.

"No... no, you need that power more than I do." Draco shook his hands quickly, fearing that the beautiful girl in front of him would misunderstand his meaning. "Compared to those, I hope you..."

"Be obedient, Draco." Merope's expression became more satisfied. "As my most precious child, how could you lose to others? Only when you have a strong power can you better control your subordinates... and the students you bring with you will be your most loyal subordinates in the future."

Draco said gratefully: "Thank you, Merope, you are so kind, you are such a good person."

"Go, my child." Merope leaned on the table and said softly: "As long as you find two more people and let me replenish my strength, we can go to the secret room-"

"I'll go right away!" Draco turned and ran impatiently.

Watching Draco walk out of the dormitory, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in Merope's eyes.

What she didn't tell Draco was that the powers given to him were not permanent enhancements.

but.

Humph……

Voldemort...

Why can’t the main soul be me?
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(End of this chapter)