HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 328 Sweetness and Perception

Grindelwald's class began to cast real evil curses, but they were not very powerful.

Some people have red rashes all over their faces, some have thick hair all over their bodies, and some wave their arms like birds trying to fly.

Grindelwald acted very quickly, and even though he slowed down his movements to accommodate them, the students were still able to successfully resist the curse very rarely.

Except Gloria.

Professor McGonagall had just finished her third-year class and met them in the corridor.

Seeing a group of students who were hit by various evil curses, their eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh Merlin—" she exclaimed, "What is wrong with you?"

Professor McGonagall saw Harry at a glance, "Harry? Your foot..."

Harry's feet had grown so large that they had cracked his shoes, and he held the torn shoes in his hands.

Hermione's face next to her turned into a chipmunk, and she covered her face the whole time. She seemed to have returned to the second grade when she drank the Polyjuice Potion with cat hair added.

As for Ron, half of his face drooped like melted wax.

"These are the evil spells used in class. We are training our reaction ability." Gloria explained, "Professor Golden said that these are small evil spells."

Just as Grindelwald left the classroom and caught up with the crowd, Professor McGonagall said, "Professor Golden, we can't cast a curse on students!"

"I am training them in practical combat skills at this special moment." Grindelwald was very calm. "Don't worry, these curse reactions will be dealt with by Madam Pomfrey soon. It won't affect them for long."

"That's too..." Professor McGonagall looked at the scene in front of her, unable to put it into words. "If Madam Pomfrey can't solve this quickly, then I must solemnly declare that this cannot continue."

"Of course." Grindelwald was confident in the strength he exerted.

Draco looked at Harry's monstrous feet and couldn't help laughing.

The 'bad curse' he was hit by because of Gloria only made his hair grow a little longer.

His current appearance, coupled with his increasingly mature temperament, is classic and noble.

"I'll go with you to the hospital wing." Professor McGonagall looked worried, "Can this really heal quickly?"

Grindelwald replied patiently, "Of course."

A group of people went to the medical wing in a mighty manner.

Gloria stared at Draco's long blond hair that was longer than his shoulders. "It's really beautiful."

"You like it?" Draco's grey-blue eyes were full of tenderness. "Then I won't deal with it."

Gloria nodded. "Perhaps the men of the Malfoy family are suitable for long hair. I want to customize a lot of headbands."

Facing her burning gaze, Draco couldn't help but pull her into an empty classroom.

Gloria just raised her head and soft lips covered hers.

After a long while, a hoarse voice said in my ear: "I belong to you forever, Lori."

Gloria hugged him contentedly.

Later--

Grindelwald's little curse was indeed not difficult to break, and Madam Pomfrey dealt with all the cursed students in less than half an hour.

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October is here and the weather has turned cold.

In the Herbology class, not long before the end of the get out of class, the scar on Harry's forehead suddenly hurt.

In his sight, he saw a house that looked like gingerbread, and as it got closer, he could feel the excitement.

After knocking on the door, a woman opened it and her face turned pale with fright when she saw the person at the door.

"You..." The woman seemed to have lost the ability to speak.

"I'm looking for Gregorovitch." Harry heard the familiar, cold voice.

The woman kept shaking her head and shouted in intense fear: "I don't know this person, you've got the wrong person!"

Harry saw a pale hand holding a wand, pointed at the woman, "Where is he?"

Suddenly the whole house was destroyed as if it had been hit by a tornado, with rocks and wood debris blocking the view.

In the gap, Harry saw the woman and two children, surrounded by several wizards, and disappeared with a snap.

He was furious, waving his wand to clear away anything that got in his way.

But there was no one alive in this dilapidated house.

The rage was so intense that Harry felt like his head was about to split open.

"Harry?" Hermione's voice seemed to come from far away.

A hand pulled him up from the ground, "Send him to the medical wing."

It seemed to be Draco's voice.

"Professor Sprout, Harry is feeling unwell."

This is Gloria's voice.

They were walking out, and after a while Harry slowed down and stopped.

"I'm much better, thank you."

Hermione still looked a little anxious, "How do you feel?"

Ron said nearby: "The others were frightened when they saw you like that for the first time."

Gloria asked directly: "What did you see?"

As he said this, he led them to an empty classroom.

"I saw Voldemort again." Harry hesitated when the name was mentioned, but continued, "He is looking for someone called Gregorovitch. I heard Krum mention this name. He is a wizard who specializes in making wands, just like Mr. Ollivander."

As Krum's girlfriend, Hermione was more familiar with this. "Yes, Krum also said that the wands in other shops were not as good as those made by Gregorovitch, but he has closed his shop for several years."

Harry felt that the scar was not so painful anymore. "He probably wanted to kill that woman, but a few wizards appeared and Apparated the woman and the two children away, so he was very angry."

Gloria and Draco looked at each other and realized that the Magic Alliance was doing a good job in carrying out the protection mission.

Harry noticed their actions and asked, "Leah, do you know anything?"

"In fact, you can find out by asking Mr. Ollivander about this." Gloria said, "Many wizards who make wands have heard Gregorovitch boast many years ago that he has an incomparably powerful wand. I think Riddle should be looking for that wand to counter the strange reaction between his wand and yours."

Hermione was curious, "Is there really such a wand?"

"I don't know, but if I knew, I would definitely want to find it out." Gloria stared at Harry, "How can we kill the Boy-Who-Lived without solving this problem?"

The scar only stung now, "I wish there wasn't such a wand."

This way, Voldemort would have a harder time dealing with Harry, and they would have more time to search for the Horcruxes.

At this time Hermione said: "Perhaps we should take a closer look at the legacy left by Dumbledore."

Gloria knew what they had received, what Dumbledore had decided to leave for them before his plans changed.

She did not ask the principal what this meant.

After they all dispersed, Draco asked, "When are we going to take the Horcrux that Bellatrix is ​​keeping?"

"Probably after we graduate, and try not to let this war involve Hogwarts." She said: "Once the gold cup is taken away, he will definitely check the other Horcruxes, so we have to be careful."

When the cave is discovered and the Horcruxes in Gaunt House are missing, Voldemort will be eager to kill anyone who knows the secret of his immortality.

The war will begin in full swing.

Draco hugged her tight, "That's less than a year away."

Gloria said faintly: "I have been looking forward to that day."