A certain café.
An unexpectedly interesting combination.
Several bold wizards could be seen quietly glancing toward Draco's table.
Their gossiping expressions made it feel almost as if they had returned to their old days at Hogwarts.
Speaking of which.
This should have been Fleur's first weekend in Draco Constellation, as well as her first time walking into this café.
But Fleur herself probably had not expected.
That the reason she came here would not be because she wanted a cup of coffee or milk tea, but because of a job that had suddenly landed on her head.
Still, this was not surprising.
After all, as one of the only 24 Round Table Wizards in Draco Constellation, and with their numbers not even complete yet, every one of them, including Draco, was effectively carrying the workload of two or even three people.
Not to mention Fleur, who was responsible for the intelligence system.
Her workload was not at all lighter than Hermione's, who was currently sitting across from her and staring at her with an assessing gaze. In fact, it might even be heavier.
In any case.
Only after seeing Draco set down the cup in his hand and put on a serious expression did Fleur finally put away the teasing look on her face and adjust her alluring sitting posture.
Crossing her long legs, she lightly tapped the corner of her lips with her fingertip. "The wizard who triggered the magical trap doesn't seem very strong. He had no sense of caution at all. Speaking of which... you didn't already know who would use that secret passage, did you?"
"Who knows? I was just trying it out."
"...I don't believe you."
Secret passage?
Hermione, who had also been listening seriously at the side, raised an eyebrow as if realizing something.
She seemed to understand what Draco and Fleur were talking about.
So that was it. Was that how they entered Hogwarts that day?
Only that possibility would have given Draco the chance to set some kind of magical trap.
It also explained why Draco had appeared together with that fox... Fleur Delacour.
Having figured out this link, Hermione now also realized who the wizard using that secret passage might be.
Other than that person, there should be no one else.
It was not difficult to guess at all.
After all.
Only a few wizards had used the Marauder's Map and knew how to use it.
...
Hermione, who had realized the same thing.
Could not help joining Draco and Fleur's conversation. "Draco, the person you're talking about couldn't be... Potter, could it?"
Hermione's words made Fleur blink in surprise from across the table.
Unable to quite believe that guess, she could not help asking doubtfully, "The Potter you're talking about... you mean the Harry Potter I know?"
"I think there's no one else it could be."
"So you're saying the Chosen One, who is being targeted by the Dark Lord, took a huge risk and returned to Hogwarts, and for no apparent reason?"
Fleur's words came very close to saying outright that Harry Potter's actions were no different from throwing himself into a trap.
This behavior could easily be described with two words: suicide.
However, Fleur also noticed that Draco did not agree with her analysis. Instead, she saw him gently shake his head. "We can't draw conclusions so quickly. Perhaps the Chosen One has some secret we don't know about."
"But..."
"And besides the Chosen One, we really can't think of anyone else who would know about that secret passage."
In fact.
Aside from the few people present and Harry Potter, there were actually two others who had once possessed the Marauder's Map.
The Weasley twins.
However, Draco and the others, who had tricked the Marauder's Map out of Harry Potter's hands, naturally could not know that.
But that did not matter. After all, compared with the Weasley twins, Harry Potter was just a little bolder. Only someone like him, who loved adventure, would be likely to return to Hogwarts at a time like this.
The only question was why the Chosen One had come back.
Regarding the possibility that it was Harry Potter, Draco merely shook his head. "It was originally just a sudden idea, but I didn't expect it to pay off so quickly."
"Then what do you think? Are you going to investigate?"
"Of course... Although I don't know why Potter has returned, I have a feeling that this secret should be very important."
"I understand. As you wish."
After drinking all the milk tea in her cup in one go.
Fleur stood up and stretched, openly displaying the stunning figure she had carefully maintained right in front of Draco.
Those exaggerated curves made Hermione and Pansy, who were sitting across from her, twitch their brows.
Was she showing off?
Watching Fleur sway her slender waist and disappear before them with a catlike stride.
Both Hermione and Pansy ground their teeth and gave a soft snort.
Sure enough, a formidable rival had appeared.
...
Speaking of which.
If one wanted to find a safe place to hide inside Hogwarts, there were actually quite a few options.
Among them, the Room of Requirement should certainly be one.
At the same time.
While many Death Eaters were still patrolling the castle, inside the Room of Requirement, there was now one more person who should not have appeared there, someone who had already been missing for a very long time.
The person Draco and the others were currently discussing.
Harry Potter.
Thud!
Unlike the Room of Requirement Draco and the others had used, when Harry Potter fell inside, this room looked like a storage room that had been abandoned for ages. All kinds of objects had been carelessly thrown across the floor and into the corners.
However, our Chosen One, lying flat on his back on the floor, did not immediately get up. Instead, he panted heavily, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"What on earth is going on? The security is way too tight."
"I almost got caught."
If not for the secret passage being secluded enough, and if he had not known very clearly how to open the Room of Requirement.
Harry Potter might have been discovered by those hyena-like Death Eaters the moment he appeared in Hogwarts.
It had to be said.
Harry Potter's timing was truly terrible.
Because he had happened to choose the exact moment when Draco and the others launched their plan, while those Death Eaters were still going mad.
It was hard to say whether his luck was good or whether it had reached rock bottom.