Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

"Oh, Draco... I thought you were going to say something else."

And Ryan walked up to him.

Moonlight streamed through the high windows, allowing him to see the barely concealed fear on Draco's face.

"What are you doing here?"

He asked knowingly - he needed to be sure of something.

"none of your business!"

After hearing this, Draco reacted violently and shouted as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

"You know, I could use Veritaserum, or some spell... I have ways of prying things out of your mind."

Ryan said so.

"No!"

Draco's reaction was even more intense.

His words even had a tearful tone, and there was a pleading look in his eyes.

But that begging for mercy was not for himself.

"No, let me go, you don't understand... Let me go! This is not just my business..."

He said painfully, using his hands to try and move away from Ryan.

Ryan surveyed his wildly fluctuating emotions.

"yes..."

He confirmed his suspicions—the threat was two-way.

Voldemort used Draco to threaten the Malfoys, and then used the Malfoys to threaten Draco.

"But it's clear that he only placed magical restrictions on Draco. This isn't surprising, since Lucius has to attend some special international magical events, and these events often involve tests for these spells. He also believes that Lucius has been confined and is under surveillance..."

Ryan murmured in his heart.

Then, with a gentle wave of his hand, he untied Draco's restraints.

"Go back, Draco."

he said softly.

"Wha...what?"

Draco seemed a little surprised.

"I said—go back."

Ryan said softly, "Do what you have to do."

After saying that, he tilted his head and said, "If you don't want to, I can also cast another spell on you and send you to the school hospital... Hmm? Which one do you prefer?"

Draco didn't hesitate at all.

He stood up as if he had been pardoned, and almost immediately pulled his hood back up, then disappeared into the shadows deeper into the corridor like a frightened rabbit without even a word of thanks or verbal response.

After Draco left, Ryan looked towards the Room of Requirement.

He hadn't gone in just now—because the Room of Requirement couldn't be opened from the outside when someone was inside.

But obviously...

"The mission Voldemort had Draco undertake—if it wasn't a trap, then the object was in the Room of Requirement?"

"So - the room Draco Malfoy just entered."

Ryan muttered as he entered the Room of Requirement.

Then he came to the familiar utility room.

"really..."

He said to himself, "As expected."

Although they are not so strict in selecting people to carry out tasks, they are very rigorous in this aspect.

To find the mission Draco had just carried out in such a vast maze that could change shape at any time is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But this is not important.

because...

"If my guess is correct, then Lucius must be getting impatient."

"The message he conveyed, that 'time'... should be very soon."

Ryan thought to himself.

And this is indeed the case.

Just the next day, an explosive piece of news swept through the entire Hogwarts Castle and the entire wizarding world like thunder in the early morning of the next day.

[Malfoy Manor, the symbol of ancient pure-blood glory, was attacked by a large number of werewolves last night! ]

The auditorium at breakfast time was no longer as noisy as before, but was replaced by a heavy and frightened silence, and the students' hushed voices were filled with fear and disbelief.

"I heard that the Ministry of Magic sent Aurors there immediately. Aurors on patrol heard wolf howling and explosions in a nearby village..."

"But by the time they arrived, it was too late..."

"It is said that the manor is in ruins...flames are rising to the sky. The Ministry of Magic has blocked the news, and the exact number of casualties is completely unknown..."

"It's so scary, so many werewolves! It is said that they are all foreign werewolves. Because of Lucius Malfoy's opposition to the wolfsbane potion and the Werewolf Act..."

Fragmentary rumors pieced together the horrible truth.

The ferocious werewolves raided Malfoy Manor under the cover of night, and the attack was swift and fierce.

Although the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic responded as quickly as possible, they were ultimately unable to prevent the tragedy from happening.

The situation inside the manor is strictly blocked by the Ministry of Magic, and no one knows what is happening inside the manor now.

For Draco Malfoy, this sudden catastrophe completely shattered his forced disguise.

When the news reached the Slytherin table, he fainted on the spot.

In the chaos as Madam Pomfrey and the Slytherin students hurriedly carried him to the school hospital, Ryan frowned.

"This is really... I didn't expect it..."

He knew Lucius would give him a 'signal' soon.

But he didn't expect it to happen in this way.

"Then... today is it."

Ryan looked out the window at the gloomy sky over Hogwarts, and the curtain of dusk was quietly opening.

Chapter 216 Lucius Malfoy!

After sunset, the weather turned gloomy.

Lucius Malfoy wrapped himself tightly in a heavy cloak, like a moving shadow.

He quietly appeared in the corner of the porch of the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade Village - although in his previous life, he had never curled up in a corner like this.

But he knew that for him now, a dark corner that was not noticed by others was the most suitable place.

Because at this moment, there was a hideous scar on his wrist which was covered by the cloak.

He felt that every breath he took was filled with the smell of rust and blood, and the strange power surging under his skin reminded him at all times.

Wolfsbane was surging in his body.

Yes.

Lucius Malfoy, patriarch of the great Malfoy family and staunch supporter of pure-bloodism...he is now a pathetic and abominable werewolf.

But at this moment, Lucius's expression was firm.

He recalled Narcissa's expression of pity and shock, and the burning Malfoy Manor.

Finally, he remembered Draco's pale and frightened face when he was placed under magical restraints this summer.

This made his chapped lips purse.

"This is a necessary sacrifice."

As he thought this, he hid himself deeper in the folds of his cloak.

He was nervous.

For the sake of his son's slim chance of survival, he was willing to give up his pride.

But he was not sure whether the person he was waiting for here would really come - after all, their past encounters were not pleasant, and it could even be said that there was a long-standing grudge.

But it was at this time...

A familiar and calm voice spoke directly into his chaotic thoughts: "Go right, behind the stone wall at the end of the alley."

Ryan Elias!

Lucius's whole body trembled, and joy flashed in his eyes.

That's right - it's ridiculous to say the least, but the fact that Lucius Malfoy felt genuine joy after hearing Ryan Elias' voice one day... is simply one of the funniest stories of all.

But at this moment, Lucius moved his stiff body and slowly came to the dark and narrow stone wall of the alley in the darkness.

It was so far away from the buildings in Hogsmeade that there wasn't even a roof to block out the sky.

"Fortunately, today isn't a full moon."

Ryan's voice sounded again, and when he walked out of the shadows, his eyes looking at Lucius were a little complicated.

Because he could see Lucius' pale skin and faintly protruding knuckles, as well as his obviously overly abundant hair, exposed from the gaps in his cloak.

He could also clearly see Lucius's current identity.

And more importantly, he almost guessed how Lucius escaped control.

"You actively allowed werewolves to attack your manor?"