No sooner had Draco finished speaking than everyone's gaze turned to Fleur, who had come in with him.
They had not had the chance to look closely at her earlier, so now, taking advantage of Draco's introduction, everyone openly took a good look.
After all, they were simply too curious. Why would this part-Veela appear here as well, and what exactly was her relationship with Draco?
Faced with those gazes, each carrying a different meaning.
As the oldest girl present, Fleur showed no unease at all. Instead, she crossed her arms and returned an aloof, confident smile.
Her long silver hair was as smooth as silk.
Her fair skin was so pale it seemed almost otherworldly.
Together with those flawless features that even girls would envy.
The witch before them was the young girl with Veela blood, Fleur Delacour.
And this beautiful witch rose openly and introduced herself to everyone. "Fleur Delacour. Please take care of me."
Her clear voice, confident bearing, and past status as a representative in the Triwizard Tournament.
It had to be said, she truly was a witch with almost no shortcomings.
With such a famous witch joining their organization, most of the people present honestly had no real objections. Some even felt as if they had gained something valuable.
After all, setting aside her magical strength, which needed no explanation.
Fleur's almost inhuman beauty alone was enough to put anyone who saw her in a good mood.
That said.
While Pansy and the others watched Fleur with guarded, wary gazes, the male wizards like Goyle and Crabbe did not dare let their eyes linger on her for too long.
Rather, they did not dare have any thoughts at all.
After all, they had not forgotten the scream they had heard not long ago, nor the rather close way Draco and Fleur had been standing when they walked in.
Anyone who was not blind could tell there was something going on between them.
Who knew whether the two of them had that kind of relationship...
...
In any case.
After Fleur sat back down in her seat.
Draco, who had not noticed the strange looks from Goyle and Crabbe, went straight into the main reason he had summoned everyone today.
Resting one hand against the side of his face, Draco swept his gaze over every wizard present. "I assume everyone knows why you are here?"
Setting aside Goyle and Crabbe, whose minds were filled only with food and who had already begun spacing out, everyone present nodded lightly, using that gesture to agree with Draco.
Ginny, who had never been good at hiding what was on her mind, raised her small hand and asked, "I know. It's because the Dark Lord is about to make a move, right?"
"That's right. According to Hermione's and my analysis, the probability is extremely high."
Draco's certain tone made everyone exchange glances and begin discussing it quietly among themselves.
After all, this was the infamous Dark Lord. His terror had long since been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
And not everyone was as confident in themselves as Draco, nor were they like Hermione, who had only joined the magical world halfway through her life.
So when they heard this news from Draco, worry still appeared on everyone's faces.
In response.
Hermione, who could be called Draco Constellation's number two figure, quickly spoke up to restore order.
"Quiet. There's nothing to make a fuss about. Besides, isn't this exactly why we gathered everyone here? Trust Draco!"
"....."
"....."
Hermione's words calmed everyone down.
Part of it was because the wizards who could appear here were indeed much more mature than others their age, but it was also because Draco's calm, steady demeanor gave them a sense of reassurance.
What was surprising was that.
Although Hermione came from a Muggle family, her authority within Draco Constellation seemed to have gradually taken shape as well.
At the very least, that sharp rebuke just now was not something just anyone could manage.
After all, every wizard here either had a decent background in the magical world or was an outstanding presence at Hogwarts.
Of course, it was also very possible that this was because Hermione was Draco's person.
In any case.
After Draco's shocking opening statement.
Everyone's expression turned serious.
Among them.
Penelope, the former Head Girl, was the first to rise and voice her thoughts.
"Can we know when it will happen? How will they act? And what preparations should we make?"
While getting straight to the heart of the issue, Penelope also wanted to know whether Draco and the others had any good ideas.
This was also what most of the people present wanted to know.
Draco seemed to have prepared for Penelope's question long ago.
So after Penelope lowered her hand, Draco spoke in his magnetic voice, unhurried and composed. "Of course. That is also why I summoned all of you here today."
As he spoke, Draco swept his gaze across each person's face in turn.
"First, everyone needs to understand one thing. The Dark Lord will absolutely not leave Hogwarts alone."
"The reasons are all written on the parchment that was handed out just now. Beyond that, you should also be able to tell from those professors the Ministry of Magic forced into Hogwarts."
Though they did not want to think too deeply about it and still held on to a little hope.
It was just as Draco said. The moment those Death Eater professors appeared at Hogwarts, it had already explained certain things.
In other words, this magical academy with centuries of history, one that had never once been breached, had now been infiltrated by the enemy coveting it.
And the one who had sent those people was naturally that terrifying Dark Lord, Voldemort.
"So, starting today, everyone will enter Level Two Security Alert."
"Level Two Security Alert..."
"That's right. For everyone's safety, no one from Draco Constellation may leave the base without authorization."
Although they had already prepared themselves mentally to hide here when they decided to build their own secret base.
When Draco truly began implementing this plan.
Everyone present still felt their hearts shake, and their eyes filled with excitement and complicated emotion.
Was it about to begin?
Their confrontation with the Dark Lord.