HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 51 Magic Stone

The Malfoy family's golden eagle, carrying two messages, set off from Hogwarts with a heavy mission.

Landric watched the golden eagle fly away before pulling Draco back.

Draco suddenly felt a little sad and looked at Landric. "Brother, I don't understand what you're trying to do lately."

Landric paused. "I don't like Dumbledore, and I've been thinking of causing him some trouble lately."

Draco's eyes lit up instantly; he liked this.

"elder brother…"

Sometimes it's true, just by looking at Draco's butt, you know what kind of fart he's going to let out.

Landric coldly interrupted, "No."

Happy Little Dragon → Dejected Little Dragon

"Then be careful tonight."

……

Harry Potter is probably going to make his move tonight; those three are no pushovers.

Under the cover of night, Landric took a small blanket and went out.

Draco was even biting his handkerchief behind Landric's back.

Waaah, he also wanted to cause Dumbledore some trouble.

.........

I was right.

It was that familiar voice again.

"Hey Harry, could you move a little over there?"

"Shut up, Ron. I don't want to get cursed. How about we switch places?"

"...No."

"Tch," Hermione scoffed.

Landric used the same trick again, quietly following behind them.

The familiar fourth floor, the familiar Cerberus, the old NPC.

The three people stopped in front of the door.

"Harry, go for it! You're not chickening out, are you?" Ron said, trying to sound tough.

"Can you stop shaking when you're holding my hand?" Harry said, wincing in pain.

"Why"

The door creaked open.

Hermione walked forward, and Harry and Ron instinctively stepped back.

And so Hermione was exposed in such a radiant way.

Hehe, hehe

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione awkwardly, glancing somewhat fearfully at her clenched fists.

Hermione: She knew it; they were a bunch of idiots.

Landric chuckled, pointing out the Minister of Magic's two flaws.

All three of them shuddered.

Landric's spell slowly lost its effectiveness.

Hermione quickly grabbed Landric and pulled him inside.

Bang! The door slammed shut, leaving only the chaotic scene of two people outside, cloaked in invisibility cloaks.

"Rand? What are you doing here? Do you know how dangerous it is here? Go back right now!"

Landric stared silently at Hermione.

His silence always gave her the feeling that he had been wronged.

"Rand..."

Landric: Stare.

"Okay, stick close to me and don't wander off. If we encounter any danger, hide behind Harry or Ron."

Hermione's eyes searched for Harry and Ron.

Oops, I forgot, I locked them outside.

Hermione opened the door, and the two of them were squatting pitifully in the doorway. As soon as Harry looked up, his gaze accurately caught Landric.

"Hermione..."

"Get in here," she thought. Did she not know what kind of bastard Harry was?

Rand: Wow, cool, what a queenly statement.

The two of them really listened to Hermione.

As soon as Harry entered, he moved closer to Landric.

Hermione pushed Harry away with her other hand.

What kind of person are they to try and steal her boyfriend?

Harry was pushed and fell, but no one present seemed to care.

Hermione's threatening gaze immediately fell upon her. "Pretend? Try pretending again!"

Harry: No, no, I wouldn't dare.

Landric grabbed Hermione's hand, ignoring Harry's whining and pleading, "Let's go."

Her slender, white wrists held the red robe, making them appear even whiter and more delicate.

Hermione thought, no wonder Draco doesn't want to leave Landric's side. If she had a brother like that, she would keep a close eye on him to prevent the blond-haired guy from leaving.

Oh, I forgot, there's not only blond, but also black.

Snape, Theodore, and... this Potter in front of us.

The sheer number of people made Hermione gasp for breath, and Draco wasn't having an easy time either.

Be nicer to him next time. He's just a little spoiled, but at least he doesn't covet Landric.

"Walk."

Hermione pulled Landric along and took out a harmonica.

Landric understood immediately.

Cerberus loves music.

The soft, slow music drifted by, and the three-headed dog slowly closed its eyes.

Landric seized the opportunity, grabbed Hermione, and with a quick turn, slipped through the underground doorway.

So white, so fine.

Harry's eyes widened.

Ron wanted nothing more than to slap Harry to death. Dude, look at the time of day!

Perhaps Ron's eyes were too full of resentment, while Harry's eyes were clear.

Harry: Sorry.

The two followed Landric, also bracing themselves with one hand on the ground, twisting their waists, and jumping down.

"Ouch! My back, my back!" Ron successfully sprained his back.

"Get off me, I'm going to throw up!"

"Oh, are you alright, Harry?"

Harry glared at Ron, thinking he was a good-for-nothing who only caused trouble.

Ron: You too!

These two are simply unbearable to look at.

Hermione acted decisively, grabbing Landric and running. "Run! Run!" she cried, "or we'll get infected and become stupid!"

Landric went along with Hermione, thinking that since Hermione had expressed this idea, she must have her reasons.

He's obedient!

The two people were completely oblivious to the shouts from the two people behind them.

Harry and Ron caught up, panting, when a door blocked their way.

Hermione glanced at them dismissively and said, "Rand, do you know what? Hanging out with Voidlings will only make you look bad!"

"good!"

Ron wanted to retort, but seeing Hermione and Landric's relaxed expressions, he swallowed his words.

Is he... really? Or is it just a hoax?

He turned to look at Harry, seeking a sense of belonging.

Harry remained silent, simply transforming into a staring monster.

Mad, mentally challenged.

Landric's gaze was fixed on the door.

Another plot point is about to begin.

Several people pushed open the door, fell down, and were entangled in the devil's net.

The devil's net seemed to have a life of its own, accurately capturing four people and binding them one by one.

Landric immediately stopped moving, lying comfortably, and Hermione followed suit in a second.

Harry and Ron struggled, but found that the more they struggled, the tighter the grip became.

"Help...help, help me, help me!" Ron's face turned purple, and he subconsciously looked towards Landric.

Landric thought for a moment, then pushed the wand that his fingers had touched back.

Forget it. If I use the wand to save Ron, he'll definitely move on his own, and I'll definitely tie him up tightly.

No, I don't want it. It's uncomfortable when it's too tight.

So he gave Ron a look that said, "You'd better be smart," signaling him to look at Hermione.

Ron was in despair. Given how much Hermione disliked him, she would probably just cast a spell to send him to his death.

Landric remained still, and so did Hermione.

Always keep up with your best friend's pace, and make Ron look at Harry.

Landric sighed. This team was really all doing their own thing. He wondered if Dumbledore would be happy to see this.

Hermione

"Lumos!" The devil's net instantly dissipated.

Ron: Landric's word is law.

Seeing that the Devil's Web was starting to stir again, Landric picked up a pebble from the ground and aimed it at Harry.

biu.

Okay, I'm snapping back to reality.

Harry's intelligence kicked in, and he promptly pulled out a lighter from his pocket.

One person present silently broke down, exclaiming, "Wait! If you had a lighter, you should have taken it out earlier!!"