Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 258 Divine Sword Without a Trace

"bathroom!"

Pansy spoke quickly, and she seemed to want to say something more, but Thea turned around and hurried to the bathroom, leaving Pansy with the words she hadn't finished.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, and turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

Throughout the journey, Thea paid no heed to the astonishment of the young wizards around her. She was preoccupied with imagining how she would handle the situation if Draco were discovered by Potter.

Draco can no longer stay at Hogwarts!

Durmstrang! Or Beauxbatons, or worse, just drop out!

Since the official war is about to break out anyway, it's not safe for Draco to stay at Hogwarts, a stronghold of firepower. He might as well take this opportunity to drop out of school!

As for... Voldemort's mission...

It's just murder, isn't it?

She can do it too!

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bathroom.

Five minutes ago, no one knew why Draco, who was perfectly fine before, suddenly changed his expression after receiving a package. This was not the behavior of a proper family heir.

Many people were indifferently judging Draco's performance in their hearts, but Draco was completely oblivious to their opinions; he was utterly devastated.

And this is what Harry saw:

Draco, who had always held his head high and was as proud as a swan since entering the aristocratic school, had now completely abandoned his aristocratic demeanor. He was trembling all over, and his meticulously styled hair was now hanging down in disarray.

Harry watched as the veins on the back of Draco's hand, which was gripping the pool, bulged out. He believed that without the pool, Draco would likely have collapsed from exhaustion onto the waterlogged ground.

"Don't do this..."

Myrtle's gentle voice came from one of the cubicles, "Don't do this... Tell me what's wrong... I can help you..."

"No...no no!"

Draco shook his head frantically, as if a single word from Myrtle had shattered his armor. "No one can help me... I failed... Thea..."

"Thea... is disappointed in me too!"

As he spoke the last sentence, Draco suddenly looked up, his slender neck making him resemble a dying swan.

Harry was still stunned by the words "Thea is disappointed," but Draco, by looking up, spotted someone in the mirror who shouldn't be there!

"—Potter!"

It's hard to imagine anyone actually putting into practice what it means to grit one's teeth; that word "Porter" seems to encompass all the malice in the world.

Draco turned and drew his wand, and Harry instinctively drew his own wand in self-defense.

The war broke out.

In the cramped washroom, spells flew about.

The wall lamp was smashed, its fragments scattered all over the floor, and the faucet suffered the same fate.

In an instant, curses and hot water flew together, screams and blood coexisted.

Both of them got angry...

until--

"A piercing pain—"

"Divine Sharpness Without a Shadow!"

Draco was slightly slower than Harry, and his accuracy was also slightly worse.

As a result, blood gushed from Draco's chest and face, while Harry successfully avoided the final curse.

Stunned, Draco watched as the puddle beneath his feet quickly turned red. Before he could say anything, he staggered two steps and fell backward.

“Wingardium leviosa!” (Levitation spell)

Just as justice always arrives late at the end, Thea also arrived a step too late.

Fortunately, her levitation spell caught Draco just in time, preventing his wounds from being further damaged by the water.

Ignoring Harry who was standing there dumbfounded, Thea went straight to Draco. She knelt down and reached out to hug Draco. Her lips moved slightly, and the water on the ground evaporated in a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, the cedarwood wand slowly traced along Draco's wound, the intricate incantations uttered as if from another world.

The bleeding seems to be starting to decrease slowly.

But Thea was still not satisfied with that, and unleashed one healing spell after another on Draco without restraint, until Draco coughed as if he had escaped from the clutches of death.

The cough also woke the dazed Harry; his ears twitched slightly, and he seemed to hear some noise outside the bathroom.

Are they professors?

Draco seemed to realize the professors' arrival, and his body tensed up instinctively.

Thea sensed it too. She looked towards the door, her brows furrowing slightly, but her movements remained gentle as she softly brushed aside the stray hairs from the boy's forehead, her tone unusually gentle.

"It's alright... I'm here, I'm coming."

Only when the boy's body relaxed slightly did Thea shift her gaze to Harry, who was standing helplessly to the side.

The instant Harry met Thea's gaze, he felt as if he were being watched by some kind of large carnivore.

"West………"

"Incarcerous!" (Immediately imprison them)

"Langlock!" (A tongue lock to the throat)

Before Harry could utter another word, Thea promptly threw two spells at him.

"Don't speak..."

Thea's smile vanished, and the madness in her eyes froze Harry in place.

"I'm afraid that the next second I hear your voice, I won't be able to resist cutting your head off—"

Thea's tone was calm and even, but the seriousness on her face meant no one would take her words as a joke.

Is black magic fun?

Harry's eyes widened instantly.

"The Divine Blade Without a Shadow?"

"That's a really good invention."

"boom!"

Before Harry could connect "Shadowless Blade" with "dark magic," the spell that flew past his right ear shattered the screen wall at the entrance to the bathroom!

"Don't disturb our reminiscing!"

Harry then realized that Thea was threatening the professors outside...

The increasingly heated argument outside the door finally stopped with a loud bang.

"Potter, are you satisfied with what you saw?"

Before he knew it, Thea was only a step away from Harry, a distance that made Harry's heart beat faster and faster.

Thea slowly raised her wand towards Harry, and the tension in Harry's heart as he faced death reached its peak at that moment—

"boom!"

Another spell was cast, accompanied by Thea's clear and resonant "Sectumsempra!" (Divine Edge Without Shadow).

The screen next to Harry's left ear was also blasted apart.

Before Harry could react, Thea's lips were pressed against his ear, so close that the downy hairs on Harry's ear stood on end.

"Did you see that? That's true Divine Edge Without Shadow."

The two were so close together, like a loving couple, but in Harry's eyes, Thea was extremely dangerous, as if he had personally opened Pandora's box.

"cough--"

As Draco coughed unconsciously, Thea came to her senses. She moved closer to Harry again, and her soft whisper left Harry speechless for a long time.

"boom!"

With the last wall of the washroom being completely blasted apart from the inside out, the washroom officially submitted its retirement application to everyone.