Chapter 211: It’s not that I won’t retaliate, the time has not come yet

Then, the four of them walked silently to the wall that concealed the entrance to the Slytherin dungeon.

Draco glanced at Chang Chu and didn't notice any extra moves from her, so he boldly read out the password to the dungeon himself.

"Pure blood."

Several people walked into the Slytherin dungeon. Chang Chu found a chair and sat down on her own. She raised her head and looked in the direction of the mantelpiece. She felt that this was what Villita should do. She was a withdrawn girl. I like to look at the flawless sky, the beautiful scenery, the lively animals, the rhythm of the lake, but not the people.

Then Draco walked in and his face froze again. Why did this aunt change her gender? You actually sit in the common room? Didn't she just go back to her single dormitory in the past? And what was she looking at the mantelpiece for? Are you warning me about what I just said? Is she ready to take action now?

Harry and Ron didn't feel any surprise. On the contrary, they were a little lucky that Draco didn't recognize them as fakes at all. You must know that it is still a bit difficult to play the two idiots Crabbe and Goyle. After all, they are completely different from Harry and Ron's previous acting styles.

Draco, who felt a chill in his back, walked tremblingly to his favorite sofa and sat down. At this time, there were only four of them in the Slytherin dungeon, even if he, Crabbe and Goyle combined. Not enough for Villita to fight alone.

Being able to die on his favorite sofa was Draco's last dignity. He closed his eyes with a solemn look on his face.

Harry and Ron sat down on the two chairs in front of Draco without realizing it, expecting Draco to give more information about the heir to the Chamber of Secrets.

However, Draco just closed his eyes, as if he was petrified, and remained motionless for several minutes.

"What is Malfoy doing? With his eyes closed, is he meditating?" Harry gestured towards Ron with his eyes.

"I don't know, maybe it's a quirk of pure-blood nobles like them!" Ron rolled his eyes.

"Then what should we do now? Polyjuice Potion only lasts for an hour, and it's already half over!" Harry silently pointed to his wrist, indicating that time was running out and there was no need to delay.

"I don't know either! Who knows what's going on in Malfoy's mind! Maybe it's some harmful plan!" Ron shrugged.

"Time! Time!" Harry poked his wrist hard.

"How about we ask him directly?" Ron mouthed Harry's question while Draco didn't open his eyes.

"Okay!" Harry nodded.

But at this moment, Draco, who was sitting opposite, suddenly opened his eyes, and the two of them immediately fell silent.

"Huh? What's going on? Am I still alive? Is this still the Slytherin dungeon? Am I still sitting on my favorite sofa?" Draco touched his body, from his hair to his chest to his thighs , touched all over the body.

'How disgusting!' thought Harry.

'How disgusting!' Ron thought.

"How disgusting!" Chang Chu thought.

"It should be because the number of people at this time is too small and the heir doesn't care, right? Sure enough, the heir has the demeanor of an heir! He is bold and generous!" Draco thought to himself, "Or, she already knows how powerful the Malfoy family is. Where? Want to cooperate with my father? "

Thinking of this, Draco couldn't help but get excited. If this is really the case, it would be a great achievement! My father will definitely be very happy and proud of this.

Draco secretly glanced at Chang Chu, who was sitting not far away, and then at the "Daily Prophet" in his hand, and an idea suddenly came to him.

"Ahem!" Draco cleared his throat, immediately attracting the attention of Harry and Ron. Chang Chu was also concentrating on looking at the green glass while eavesdropping on what he was about to say.

"You know what? I'm really surprised that the Daily Prophet didn't report on these two attacks in the school." Draco pointed to the front page headline of the Daily Prophet in his hand, which was about Arthur Weiss. Len's investigation report, "I think Dumbledore must have suppressed it!"

"My father always said that Dumbledore was the greatest scourge that ever happened to Hogwarts..." Draco said.

"No!" Goyle's version of Harry immediately retorted loudly.

Chang Chu almost choked, this pig teammate!

Draco stared at Harry, stood up abruptly from the sofa, and said angrily: "What? Are you saying that anyone can be worse than Dumbledore?"

Crabbe's version of Ron shook his head quickly, but Draco didn't notice him at all.

"Say! Is that what you mean?" Draco asked aggressively.

Harry, who was frowning, suddenly had an idea: "Harry Potter?"

Draco immediately frowned and let out a cold snort from his nose, which seemed to be mocking and disdainful.

Harry swallowed nervously.

"Well said, Goyle, you are absolutely right." Draco said sharply, "Saint Pott!"

Ron nodded slightly, seeming to acknowledge Draco's words.

"Because of his Parseltongue, everyone thinks he is the heir of Slytherin?" Draco said sarcastically, looking in the direction of Chang Chu, "Obviously there is someone else who is the heir of Slytherin!" Everyone in Slytherin knows about this! They all know who the heir is!”

Chang Chu didn't reply, she just wanted to listen to Draco's words with peace of mind.

But it seemed that her acquiescence made Draco even more excited.

Sure enough, the heir doesn't mind the Malfoy family knowing her true identity! It is indeed the great Malfoy!

"If possible, I am willing to provide whatever help I can with her actions." Draco said, but Chang Chu still didn't speak, so he had to stop talking.

"Her?" Harry keenly noticed that the personal pronoun in Draco's words was her, which represented girls. So the heir of Slytherin was a girl?

"I didn't say that!" Draco said a little arrogantly. The heirs of the Malfoy family may not care about what heirs of the Malfoy family say, but the Gower family doesn't have such a big face!

"The secret room?" Ron tried to change the topic.

"I have said many times that I don't know about the Chamber of Secrets, Crabbe, how many more times do you want me to repeat it?" Draco said with some disgust, "But my father once told me that the Chamber of Secrets was opened fifty years ago. It had been opened before, but he refused to say who opened it. He only said that the person who opened the secret room had his wand broken by the school and was expelled. "

"And I only know one thing. When the secret chamber was opened last time, a mudblood was killed. The two mudbloods before were only petrified but not killed. This time the secret chamber is opened, it will definitely happen sooner or later. It will only be a matter of time before other Mudbloods will be killed." Draco sneered, "If it were me, I hope the Mudblood killed would be Hermione Granger. !”

"Boom!"

With the sound of a brick hitting his head, Draco was knocked unconscious to the ground. Behind him was Chang Chu, who was holding a large magic book high.

As if he still wasn't relieved, Chang Chu stepped forward to touch up a few more feet.

"Mudblood! Mudblood! I'll make you a Mudblood! I've already said that I'm covering up Hermione! How dare you secretly speak ill of people behind their backs!" Chang Chu said angrily.

"Chang Chu..." Harry was just halfway through speaking, but he didn't know what to say.

If everything Draco just said was true, then he had already finished telling the news about the Chamber of Secrets and the Heir. Knocking him out at this time would also make it easier for the three of them to escape from the Slytherin dungeon.

So it's not a big problem that Chang Chu knocked Draco out, but it actually played a certain positive role?

"Now that the information has been found, let's leave quickly! There isn't much time left for the Polyjuice Potion." Harry could only say this.

"Wait a minute, I want to kick him too. Malfoy just said a lot of bad things about our family. I want to vent my anger!" Ron said.

Just as Ron was kicking Draco's ass, Harry also lightly kicked Draco's arm a few times. In fact, Draco had just sarcastically said something to him, plus the resentment he had accumulated before. Dissatisfied, a few kicks at this time could help Harry relieve his mood and make him physically and mentally healthier.