After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Chapter 163 The Hidden Dangers of Dark Magic

"So why is Mrs. Lestrange..." Severus Snape didn't know how to ask. He tried his best to organize his words, trying to make his words less sharp.

He was curious about Bellatrix's strange reaction to what Narcissa had said.

The Potions Master is curious about all diseases he has never seen before.

"Severus, I don't think we need to discuss this anymore," Albus Dumbledore said calmly.

Severus Snape clenched his fists, not understanding why Albus Dumbledore stopped him from asking further questions.

"I just want to know the truth!" he growled.

Albus Dumbledore sighed, "Sometimes, knowing too much truth is not a good thing. Believe me, Severus, let this matter go. We have more important things to do."

Severus Snape gritted his teeth but finally nodded. He knew Albus Dumbledore always had his reasons, even if he didn't fully understand them.

"It's alright, Headmaster Dumbledore." Narcissa smiled slightly and gave Albus Dumbledore a meaningful look. The old fox spoke so righteously.

The three of them, no, Gellert Grindelwald and the other four were now gathered in the headmaster's office. Dumbledore? He had disappeared somewhere.

"You all should know that killing someone with dark magic will split the soul." Narcissa thought for a moment and tried to make it as clear as possible.

"Actually, our Sif has done some research. He found that killing with black magic doesn't split the soul, but every time someone is killed with black magic, traces of the black magic will remain on the soul."

"Don't underestimate these traces, they will gradually erode your soul." Narcissa paused and took a sip of tea to moisten her throat.

"What will happen if you are eroded?" Although Albus Dumbledore and the others knew that dark magic could split the soul, they were not very clear about what exactly was going on.

"When the soul is completely eroded, it will shatter into pieces." Narcissa's voice became deeper. "Moreover, it cannot be repaired."

Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald exchanged a look, clearly shocked by the news.

"Turning into pieces...that means the soul will be irreversibly damaged." Severus Snape interrupted, his expression still indifferent, but a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Indeed." Narcissa nodded. "However, everyone's threshold is different. For example, some people can kill one person, while others can kill a hundred. After all, some people are naturally suited to the Dark Arts."

The room fell silent as everyone pondered what Narcissa had said.

"This is indeed terrible." Albus Dumbledore finally broke the silence, "But it doesn't matter. I think there will be a long period of peace in the wizarding world next, right?"

Gellert Grindelwald added, "Perhaps we could research some spells or potions to protect the soul."

"This is a direction worth exploring." Severus Snape agreed.

Narcissa smiled and stood up to say goodbye. She had something else to do and needed to go to Malfoy Manor.

"Let me come too." Gellert Grindelwald stood up and gestured elegantly.

Narcissa curled her lips in happy agreement.

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The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the Black Lake is sparkling, and the scenery is picturesque.

In this peaceful and beautiful scene, Draco lay bored on Harry's legs, closing his eyes and enjoying the warm sunshine.

Hermione sat aside, taking notes carefully with a pen.

Ron held the snacks that Draco had bought for him and ate them with relish.

"Looks like there shouldn't be anything going on here." Hermione wrote down the details while thinking. Her eyes were focused and deep, and she was constantly formulating a plan or idea in her mind.

"Well, you can go back after a while." Harry answered casually. His eyes fell on Draco, and his fingers gently stroked Draco's soft platinum hair, feeling the softness and smoothness.

Draco's hair has grown a lot...

Harry's movements were gentle and delicate, as if he were caring for a precious treasure.

Hermione rolled her eyes, unable to bear the sight of this cuddly couple.

She shook her head and continued to bury herself in the notes in her hand, organizing her thoughts into words.

Just then, they heard footsteps. Looking up, they saw Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger approaching slowly like ghosts.

No, to be exact, it was the leading Harry Potter who floated over like a ghost, followed by Ron Weasley with a numb look on his face and Hermione Granger who looked as if she couldn't bear to look at him.

Harry Potter sat down beside them and stared at the Black Lake in a daze.

Draco sat up curiously. "What's wrong with him?" Wasn't he quite happy yesterday?

Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley looked at each other and began to sigh.

"..." Hermione Granger opened her mouth and for the first time felt that she was at a loss for words.

What should she say? That Draco Malfoy had rejected Harry Potter's offer of a kiss and, with red eyes, had scolded him?

She didn't understand what was going on, but what was certain was that it had something to do with the head of the Malfoy family.

They were like this, and even Harry, who wasn't very happy about Draco getting up, became a little curious.

"Wuwuwuwu!" Harry Potter suddenly burst into tears. "Draco, Draco, he said I was a scumbag..."

He didn't do anything. It's so unfair.

He wanted to invite Draco Malfoy to be his dance partner at the Triwizard Tournament ball today.

He hadn't spoken yet. He just saw Draco about to fall and subconsciously hugged his waist, right?

Although that waist is thin and soft... and although Draco Malfoy smells good... but he really didn't do anything!

"Hmm..." Draco thought of the movies he had seen. Although not to that extent, he seemed to be a little obsessed with Qiu Zhang and Ginny's looks.

But why did Draco Malfoy suddenly say this?

Draco stood up slowly. He planned to ask Draco Malfoy directly. Harry stood up as well. Ron and Hermione did not move.

"I'll go ask, wait for me~" Draco took Harry's hand and walked briskly towards the Slytherin common room.

Harry Potter looked at the two of them walking away hand in hand with tears in his eyes, and burst into tears like a boiling kettle.

Draco woooo ...