For a long time afterwards, Malfoy was immersed in the joy of learning curses.

Cyrus didn't give him much guidance, but he still learned very quickly. In addition to curses, Malfoy was also very interested in some alchemy gadgets. However, this interest was something that Lucius didn't want him to touch when he was at home.

Being addicted to alchemical items is like losing one's ambition! But in fact, Malfoy is quite talented in this area.

After Cyrus discovered this by chance, he immediately took advantage of it and began to teach Malfoy alchemy. Sometimes he would go to the hidden room to find some damaged alchemical items to repair for Draco. He even found a broken Pensieve.

Thus, they finally had a common secret, and Malfoy became more trusting of Cyrus.

"If you want to continue studying alchemy, I suggest you choose runes in your third year," Cyrus suggested.

Unlike the ancient alchemy he was studying now, modern alchemy was more inclined towards refining magic props, and was better at using runes to add magical power to the props.

The school hasn't mentioned the subject selection yet, but Malfoy has indeed been seriously considering it. —— Ever since he stole the diary from Ginny, Dobby has been in distress and entanglement.

He thought of so many ways to inform Harry Potter, but he never thought that the man who could not even mention his name was still alive. He had narrowly escaped from Harry Potter's hands eleven years ago! Now, I'm afraid Harry Potter will face an even more terrifying threat.

"The man who cannot be named is still alive! Harry Potter must leave Hogwarts!" Dobby clenched his fists tightly!

At Hogwarts, Harry and his friends were still trying their best to help Ginny find Riddle's diary. But several weeks had passed, and there was still no result.

They thought almost everyone looked like the murderer, and almost every Slytherin and Gryffindor student became a suspect.

Ginny was devastated, but as time went on, she felt nothing but sadness and resignation.

"I'm afraid we'll never find the diary." Ron began to speak discouragingly, like Zhu Bajie. "And have you noticed? The attacks seem to have stopped. Something must have happened somewhere we don't know. Maybe Riddle used his method to stop the heir."

His words almost implied that the brave and righteous Mr. Riddle had sacrificed his life in the process of stopping evil.

So much so that Ginny started crying immediately after hearing it. Not only did she cry, she also hung Ron from the ceiling with a hanging hook.

Ron: …

In contrast, Fred and George, who thought Ginny had lost the map, were not so anxious. On the one hand, they had almost figured out all the tunnels in the map, and on the other hand, they believed that the heir could not know the secret of the map.

The other party will never be able to use the map to hurt others. Even if they get it, it will just be a piece of waste paper.

Now that the attacks have stopped, that’s the best proof!

Therefore, not only were they not worried, but they came to comfort Ginny from time to time. However, their way of comforting her was somewhat different. At least Percy didn't think that covering himself with fur or having boils all over his body, jumping out from behind a statue to tease her... such behavior could be considered comfort.

Soon, Harry had to stop looking for the thief.

Because Wood had been increasing their training like crazy recently, Harry had almost always stayed on the court during the time after dinner. The weather was still very cold and it had been raining, causing him to be soaked every time he returned to the dormitory.

Ron was also very tired and always fell asleep immediately.

Worse than all of it was Lockhart.

In order to ease the tense atmosphere in the school, he took the initiative to organize a Valentine's Day event. Those "little cupids" - actually ugly dwarfs - who brought greeting cards would read out love letters written to you in public. The only thing that made Harry feel fortunate was that at least he did not receive anything that might embarrass him.

But Ron was very angry because Hermione could not stand on the same side with him in her attitude towards Lockhart. He suspected that among the more than 40 Valentine's Day cards Lockhart received, one was from Hermione.

"That Gilderoy Lockhart, I have never seen a worse person than him!"

Even Malfoy had almost grown tired of Lockhart.

"My father is right. Dumbledore has completely developed Alzheimer's disease. Look at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor he has found in the past two years. He gets worse every year! Last year he was just stuttering, but what about this year? He should go to the drama club and be a ridiculous actor!"

Almost every time, that annoying scarred guy plays a funny role, which really adds a lot of jokes to himself. But if you watch the same play too much, it will become boring.

This time, there was another Valentine's Day drama...

Him, Draco Malfoy!

Who doesn't know how popular I am in Slytherin? Isn't there a lot of people who want to confess their love to me?

But if someone confessed to him in such an occasion, he would rather die! "If someone dares to write me a greeting card and embarrass me, I will definitely teach her a lesson!" Draco said immediately. This made Pansy, who was sitting not far from him, give up the idea immediately.

At noon, Malfoy complained about this to Cyrus again.

He had almost regarded Cyrus as a real friend, calling him "Little Soup" in a very affectionate manner.

Sometimes Cyrus would remind him, "I'm older than your father, and even he has to respect me. How can you call me Little Tang?"

Draco always looked nonchalant: "We each have our own way of talking. He calls you uncle and I call you brother!"

Draco gave himself a super-generational promotion without hesitation. However, if Lucius knew that he called Voldemort "Little Tang", he would kneel down in front of Draco and call him "Dad" sooner or later! Cyrus didn't care about this.

All I need to do is be Draco's "close friend".

"I think this might not be a bad thing." Cyrus said deliberately, "You should make good use of this opportunity."

"What's the meaning?"

"I mean, if you think this is a shameful thing, what about other people? I see that you seem to hate that Harry Potter? Then why don't you try writing a nameless card and send it to him? How about writing, 'His eyes are as green as a freshly pickled toad'?"

"Look at how the big star makes a fool of himself in public!"

Cyrus had completely forgotten the brief period in which he and Harry collaborated to steal potions, and he was ruthless in his attempt to trick Harry.

"You're simply a genius!" Malfoy jumped up.

"Write! Must write! Just write as you say! To be honest, I have long hated his eyes." And he had a new idea.

"And I'll have to make those dwarves read it out loud in Potions class!" he said proudly.

But Cyrus slowly typed a question mark.

"You probably don't know that Dean Snape hates Harry Potter the most!" Malfoy thought that Cyrus didn't know the twists and turns inside, and immediately explained to him excitedly, "If the Dean's class is interrupted, you can imagine that Potter will be dead!"

Telling Snape that Harry's eyes were as green as a freshly pickled toad? You're such a good fellow, Draco Malfoy!

It’s not certain who will die!

Don't you know that Snape hates every pore of Harry except his eyes?

If I give you a dirty word like "mudblood", you can sweep toilets for a semester. If I give you another Valentine's Day, you can step on a landmine accurately! Even the five-star American wizard MacArthur said: When it comes to courting death, even I can't compare to Draco Malfoy!

When Malfoy started to commit suicide, it was too late!

If God lets me compete with Malfoy for death, then I will kill God without hesitation! The large-scale documentary "The Legend of Draco Malfoy" continues to be broadcast for you! (End of this chapter)