Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 154 Departure

Thea acted quickly, thanks to her habit of making plans. Even though this operation was somewhat unusual, she quickly devised an effective solution.

Thea looked at the parchment with satisfaction, hoping Mr. Crouch would like the gift.

"dong dong dong"

[Little master, it's lunchtime.]

Nagini knocked on the door with its tail, followed by a series of hissing sounds.

Coming soon!

Thea carefully put away the parchment and followed Nagini to the restaurant.

After lunch, you can go to Malfoy Estate.

Thea's eyelashes trembled slightly. "Father, aren't you going to go see him?"

Thinking of Lucius's trembling face, Voldemort refused without hesitation. "I'm not going. You can handle this yourself."

His tone was full of affirmation for Thea, and Thea had no choice but to accept his praise.

Father... what if I fail?

After hesitating for a long time, Thea finally asked the question.

There's no way that's possible; you're my daughter.

Voldemort's indifferent tone completely shattered Thea's illusions; she had originally planned to recruit some people from him.

Although the quality is not high, it is barely usable.

Alas, what a pity.

Thea's disappointment was so palpable that even Nagini could sense it, and she kept rubbing her tail against her own Lord under the table.

After a long silence, Thea said softly, "[Nagini, you're rubbing against my leg.]"

Nagini froze for a moment, then nonchalantly swallowed the last bite of lamb and slowly swam out of the restaurant.

That stupid snake!

Don't you know that I am just a phantom now, without any physical form?

Despite Nagini's reluctance to part with Thea, Thea ultimately grasped the Portkey under Voldemort's watchful gaze.

Looking at the "heartless" Lauder in front of him, [Lauder is really annoying!]

Nagini left those words behind and turned to leave once again.

Voldemort was left standing there, looking utterly bewildered.

I don't think I did anything, did I?

After a familiar wave of discomfort, Thea saw the familiar scene before her eyes once again.

Perhaps because she stayed up late last night perfecting the plan, Thea's legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground as soon as she landed.

Before the world plunged into darkness, Thea vaguely saw a tall, thin boy rushing towards her in a panic.

Oh, it's Draco! He seems to have grown quite a bit taller...

"If Mr. Malfoy's brain hadn't been corrupted by those glittering Galleons, he wouldn't be so recklessly wasting the time of a Potions Master."

The irony, the ornate long sentences, and that familiar, drawn-out tone—the only person Thea could think of was Professor Snape.

"Snape, please..."

Lucius hadn't finished speaking when his silly son suddenly interrupted him, "Thea! You're finally awake!"

Lucius's eyelids twitched as he watched his son suddenly lunge at the bedside.

"...Draco? And Uncle Lucius, and Professor Snape?"

The girl's hoarse voice made all three of them frown in unison.

“Miss Black, to prevent you from becoming the only young wizard in Hogwarts history to die suddenly, I am warning you seriously that youth is not a reason for you to squander your health.”

Snape's expression was cold and hard, and his sarcastic tone made Thea feel as if he wanted to throw a bucket of water on her and wake her up from her stubbornness.

"I will be careful, thank you, Professor."

Despite Thea's serious tone and expression, Snape inexplicably felt that she was just going through the motions.

Realizing this, the old professor's anger flared instantly; he tossed his robe aside and prepared to leave.

"Now that Miss Black is awake, I'll head back now. After all, I'm still a professor at Hogwarts."

Thea was already awake, so Lucius had no excuse to stop her. "Draco, go see the professor off."

"This way, Professor."

Draco was somewhat reluctant, but he still managed to give Snape a perfectly genuine smile without revealing his true feelings.

Upon seeing this, Snape felt a pain in his eyes and, too lazy to even mock the other party, simply used Floo Powder to return.

Draco wanted to talk to Thea for a while, but Lucius sent him away.

In the past, he would have definitely thrown a tantrum and insisted on staying.

But now...

Draco silently lowered his eyes as he noticed the mud spots that had inadvertently gotten on Thea's shoes.

They were all lying to themselves; how could mud have gotten on Thea's shoes at the German estate...

"Draco?"

Gella rushed over and almost bumped into the young master who was leaning against the wall, looking withdrawn.

"You're going to see Thea?" Draco asked, his tone full of certainty.

Gella nodded suspiciously.

"Thea is discussing some things with her father. You can go later."

"Oh."

Gella's completely unsurprised expression instantly provokes Draco to explode, "You all knew, except me!"

Gella hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not just you, Daphne and the others don't know either!"

Draco choked, wishing he could kick her out of the manor on the spot.

While angry, a sense of grievance slowly brought tears to Draco's eyes.

Seeing Draco's pitiful look, Gella softened and carefully advised, "Knowing too much is really not beneficial; it can actually restrict you..."

"But how do you know?"

Draco's question caught Gella off guard.

"Because I'm Thea's best friend!" Gella proudly puffed out her chest.

"laugh!"

Draco succinctly described his attitude with a single dismissive interjection.

"Hey, don't you believe me? I'm Thea's best friend!"

Gella's constant use of "best friend" made Draco feel even worse, but considering Thea's unusual attitude towards her, Draco couldn't find a point to refute her.

"Gella, Thea wants you to come over."

As the two were talking, Lucius's voice suddenly rang out.

Having received Lucius's message, Gella proudly nodded at Draco before hurrying towards Thea's room.

"Father, when will I know everything?"

Hearing his son's question, Lucius stared intently at his son, who had grown considerably taller, for a long while before finally saying, "Your abilities are still insufficient..."

"Oh."

Draco had lost count of how many times Thea had given him this reason, but he didn't understand when he would be considered capable enough.

"Alright, go pack your things. We're going to the Quidditch World Cup the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, Father."

Inside Thea's room.

"Thea, is your body still able to hold up?"

Gella looked at Thea with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, Professor Snape's potion works very well."

Thea skillfully comforted Gella, "By the way, have Daphne and the others sent any letters?"

Gella knew what Thea was worried about. "Don't worry, they all think you've gone to Germany for training again. After all, that's what you've been doing for your previous vacations."

"That's good."

On the morning of February 22th.

In an open space within Malfoy Manor, Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, Thea, and Galahad were all gathered.

As each person's hand touched the door key, after a nauseating and uncomfortable process, they arrived at their destination.