Harry Potter’s Morning Light

   Chapter 92 Bad Species

   "Hello, Master Malfoy, long time no see."

  Dean Thomas looked at Draco arrogantly and indifferently, as if he was looking at a bug. He was wearing the same clothes that he had when he checked at Malfoy Manor that day. Obviously he was already an Auror of the Ministry of Magic.

   "Where is Harry Potter? He is not an Auror anymore?" Draco asked.

"This is the embarrassing place. He once saved your life. My superior suspected that he would protect you. So, here I am." Dean Thomas took out a notebook and a pen from his jacket pocket. "I ask a question and you answer one of mine. I hope you can answer honestly. Although we don't have a cellar as big as yours, the Ministry of Magic still has a place for interrogation. Let's not make the question to that point, okay?"

  Draco looked angry and looked at his parents. Lucius Malfoy sat at the table with no expression. Narcissa stood by the window with her face turned back to him and looked outside.

"I think you are not protected by your parents this time." Thomas smiled and said, "And your follower, Ben Crab, I heard that he has been burned to death by the fierce curse he cast, right? He is better than Gore. Better, but still very stupid. Is this the pure blood that Slytherin advocates?"

  Draco looked like he was about to cry. Pomona quickly walked over and hugged him. The platinum boy immediately burst into tears in her arms.

   "It's okay, my dear." Pomona put down her wand and patted Draco on the back. The dragon was once so proud that he never thought he was so bullied.

   "I want him to die!" Draco cried out, "He not only humiliated me but also my parents! That dirty mudblood!"

  Pomona did not punish him for saying that word. She seemed to have found the root cause of the curse becoming stronger.

  Severus and Narcissa set the first unbreakable curse. When Draco tries to fulfill the wishes of the Dark Lord, Severus "must be willing" to look after him.

When Dean was in seventh grade, the Ministry of Magic was under Voldemort's control. The Muggle investigation decree issued by the Ministry of Magic forced Dean to leave Hogwarts like other Muggle wizards, and at that time he was imprisoned. Malfoy Manor was later rescued by Harry to the Shell Lodge.

  This is the beginning of everything. Draco wants to restore Voldemort's pure blood supremacy. This is not only Voldemort's will but also Draco's will, and even the will of many oppressed Slytherin nobles now.

  When the trapped beast is forced to a desperate situation, it will fight to the death. The Xia hook hat will make the snakes launch a desperate counterattack. Just like Tom once said, even if they die in battle, they will be like a nobleman.

Participating in the war, those who have gained "fights" need to be rewarded, and everything that loses will be taken away. It is in line with the style of the lion. When the stray lion defeats the male lion with the lion group, it will treat the children of the former lion king. Kill them all so that the lioness will give birth to her own offspring.

  Human hearts are so dirty, especially creatures like "men", she really shouldn't have forced Draco to grow up.

   "Draco, are you a nobleman?" When he calmed down, Pomona asked him.

"of course!"

  "Do you know what aristocratic etiquette is?" Pomona held his face and looked directly into his eyes. "As long as the enemy is not a clear-cut enemy, you can smile and face each other, that's polite!"

   "I can't smile at Dean Thomas's stupid face."

  "Who wants you to smile at him sincerely, learn to hide your true emotions, you are Slytherin, do you remember what Article 6 of the Slytherin Code of Conduct is?"

  "Avoid superficial emotions and learn to smile."

"That's it!" Pomona sat across from him, the sofa was so soft that she almost made her jump up. "I bet you must think Hefpaff people are stupid. You never listened carefully to me in class. ."

  Draco was so guilty that he looked away.

  "Do you remember Cedric? He is the best student in Hogwarts. Have you ever wondered where he is outstanding?"

   "He played Quidditch well."

  Pomona wants to beat him, what is the boy's mind?

   "No, he knows how to play dumb when necessary."

   "Is that why he always wears that stupid smile on his face? He is pretending?"

  Started again, started again!

   Pomona screamed in her heart, why do people in other colleges think that the badgers are really stupid?

  Poor Cedric, he originally had the hope of revitalizing Hefpaff. Pomona spent more time on him than anyone else, but when he died, she was sad when she thought of it, so much so that she started to cry.

   "What are you crying for?" the Slytherin former prefect asked distraught.

   "It's complicated." Pomona said, wiping her tears, "Are you hungry?"

  Draco Malfoy looked at her with weird eyes.

  "Your mother should have a rest, how about we have dinner with her?"

   "You girls are crazy." Draco seemed to have suffered some kind of trauma, and he didn't dare to look directly at Pomona.

"When you come to St. Mungo, you usually eat with your friends, right, Draco, because you have to maintain table manners in front of your mother. After I got to school, I watched you eat. Like melon children, they have no education at all." Pomona wiped away her tears and said coldly, "How can you despise them while behaving like them."

  Draco looked back at her, "I said Mudblood, wouldn't you teach me?"

"Draco, don't you think that the whole Slytherin has been punished for this word now? The pure-blooded nobles who have lost everything have exchanged their identities with the newly emerging Mudblood. Who do you think is true now? Was trampled in the mud?"

  Pomona didn’t know what Draco was thinking about, maybe it was hatred, maybe it was a lesson, this was an important moment in his life, she let him slowly think about choices.

  Choices are more important than hard work. A wrong choice will make a person irreversible.

   "Theodore used to laugh at Granger's blood with me." Draco said after a long time, "His dad is a Death Eater like my dad."

   "So what, I'm still dating a Death Eater." Pomona picked up her wand and "show your Dark Mark."

  Draco immediately protected his arm.

"What do you want to do?"

   "Destroy it."

   "That's impossible." Draco was melancholy "I tried it."

  "Are you jealous that Theodore is not a Death Eater?" Pomona asked again, "Don't you think he is far less handsome than you?"

   "How about being handsome?"

  "If Voldemort had a handsome face, he would be a completely different person. He could rely on charm instead of terror to control his subordinates. Would you look at his snake face fascinated?"

   "Oh." Draco gave a nauseous expression.

"You also have your own talent, Draco, that is beauty. You should treat yourself as a true nobleman. When you are elegant enough, even if you are a badass, someone will follow you. I hope you can control being sent to Shengmang now. Ge’s noble children, let them obey your orders. What is Article 16 of the Slytherin Code of Conduct?"

   "Despite the cruel facts, pain spurs us forward."

   "What is Article 18?"

   "Dignity, strength, wisdom and knowledge are indispensable."

"I will give you an assignment. Let everyone copy the two just now fifty times until these words are carved into your mind. Even after graduation, you can't stop studying. Slytherin seeks to be strong. Look at you. What is it like now!"

  Draco had to sit on the sofa this time.

  "Aren't you Hefpaff's Dean? How come you are so familiar with the Slytherin Code of Conduct?"

  "Because I am dating your dean!" Pomona stood up and reached out to Draco. "Let's go, we will have dinner with your mother tonight."

  Draco slouchedly took "Christine"'s hand and stood up and walked out of the cubicle. He was so obedient, just like Severus Snape was when he was a kid.

  (End of this chapter)