Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

Malfoy was standing on a stool, his face flushed as he spoke.

Crabbe and Goyle stood aside, clapping and cheering from time to time to show their support for their boss; several new little witches sat on the carpet, listening to the speech of the eldest young master of a pure-blood family with great interest; the blonde Cassandra sat bored on a chair reading a book.

"Hey, Hayden, where were you?"

Malfoy stood on a stool and saw Lycos walk in from the common room entrance from a distance, so he waved to him.

"I can't believe you're in the same dorm with me, Crabbe, and Goyle!" he said proudly. "It seems like you're destined to be under my protection!"

As he spoke, Malfoy shouted to the young wizards around him: "Did you hear that? Lecus Hayden, I'm protecting him!"

Lycos glanced at the complacent Malfoy, turned his head speechlessly, put on an expression that said "I don't know him", and walked into the dormitory area on the side of the lounge.

A life-and-death crisis could come at any time. How could he have the mood to play with these carefree little wizards?

Chapter 7 Avada bites the big melon

"Draco, that Hayden thing doesn't seem to give you much respect."

In the Slytherin common room, a young pure-blood wizard named Theodore Nott teased Malfoy.

Malfoy frowned and jumped off the stool.

"Yes, this guy actually doesn't give me face!" He said indignantly, "This is the first person who dares not to give face to my Malfoy family. I must teach him a lesson!"

"Draco, have you forgotten what happened on the train this afternoon?" The chubby Goyle leaned close to Malfoy's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, you extended your hand to shake that of the famous Harry Potter, but he didn't respond," Crabbe reminded him bluntly. "Hayden isn't the first person to disrespect you."

The two fat guys thought they were whispering a warning, but they didn't realize they had a loud voice -

All the Slytherin little wizards around heard their secret.

When Crabbe and Goyle turned around, they saw the freshmen and prefects all looking at them with great interest. Theodore Nott even burst out laughing.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Crabbe and Goyle didn't realize what was happening and felt very confused.

Malfoy: "..."

He raised his foot and angrily kicked the two fat guys who were still confused.

"Shut up, you two idiots!"

……

While Malfoy and his two followers were playing around, Lycos walked into the boys' dormitory first and found his own dormitory according to the name on the doorplate:

"Lex Hayden, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Draco Malfoy."

There are four people in a dormitory, and they seem to be arranged in alphabetical order according to the first letter of their surnames, just like the order of the branches.

Malfoy and his two followers happened to be assigned to the same dormitory, while Lycos unfortunately squeezed into this dormitory and became the "light bulb" among the three of them...

Lycos sighed, resigned himself to his fate and opened the door before walking into the dormitory.

Although he had no previous memories, his bed was easy to identify—

The luggage and parcels beside the other three beds were exquisitely crafted and of various types. The three piles were huddled together, shining brightly in the light of the fireplace.

The only thing missing was the luggage on the bed near the window, which was simple and plain.

Rather than luggage, it was more like two old tablecloths tied together as a package. It was in stark contrast to the packages of the three pure-blood roommates...

It looked like a poor start, in the style of Tom Riddle and Severus Snape.

"Well... there's nothing wrong with it. At least Voldemort and our Potions Professor both succeeded in the end."

Lycos shrugged and comforted himself.

He unwrapped the tablecloth that had wrapped his luggage and began to count the items he owned.

A few second-hand wizard robes, a second-hand wizard hat, a pair of second-hand dragonhide gloves, and a whole set of second-hand textbooks and school supplies...

Sure enough, everything in the package was labeled "second-hand," which was consistent with the identity of a poor mixed-race student.

But Lycos had no complaints about this and even felt relieved.

This condition of using only second-hand items is much worse than that of the Weasley family, which means that he was able to enroll in Hogwarts entirely because of the subsidy.

This rules out the possibility that the predecessor had a close family.

Sure enough, Lycos then found an identity card from the Wu Orphanage under a second-hand crucible.

Lycos thought that this identity of having no relatives or friends was extremely convenient for a time traveler. No wonder novels always liked to feature orphan protagonists...

As for why Voldemort did not use his own wealth to help him, it is actually easy to understand - as an undercover agent, any suspicion that may expose his identity must be eliminated.

After rummaging through his luggage, Lycos began to check his clothes.

He clearly remembered that when he was confronting Malfoy and the other two at the Sorting Ceremony, he had an urge to reach into the inside pocket of his robe.

Inside the inner pocket of the wizard's robe are his wands, two of them.

The same material, identical shape, and identical texture, the two wands are almost identical.

Lycos almost immediately figured out the purpose of the two wands—

Deal with the Flashback Spell.

One of the wands is used to cast some forbidden magic, and the other is used for daily classes and practice to conceal the fact that he knows other spells.

Not only that, having a spare wand can also deal with special situations such as being disarmed or having your wand damaged.

Thinking of this, Lycos picked up one of the wands with great interest, intending to test what kind of spells he could cast.

"Expelliarmus!" He raised his wand and chanted a very popular spell in the book.

Apart from a faint twitch of the wand, nothing happened...

"Stupefy!" Lycos didn't believe it and chanted another common spell.

The wand made no movement.

The surroundings were completely quiet, with only the occasional crackling sound of the firewood burning in the fireplace...

"Could it be that these spells are more advanced and I haven't learned them yet?"

Lycos frowned, pointed his wand at a book, and switched to a simpler spell: "Wingardium Leviosa."

This is the spell for the levitation spell, which is theoretically the most basic spell that has ever appeared in the books.

However, the book still lay quietly on the bed, without even a page moving.

Lycos: “…”

He simply couldn't accept that as Voldemort's favored undercover agent, he couldn't even use a levitation spell.

Could it be that... in this real magical world, spells are actually different from those in the books and movies he had read?

Is it possible that I can only start learning magic from scratch like other freshmen?

Lycos fell on the soft bed in despair, raised the wand to his eyes dejectedly, and stared at the complex and strange texture on the wand.

"You really didn't encounter that kind of good thing where you can gain powerful strength right after traveling through time?"

He casually pointed his wand at the door, imagining the scene of killing Voldemort with a killing curse.

So he actually read it out loud—

"Avada Kedavra."

However, as soon as the spell was uttered, Lycos realized that the situation was not good!

While chanting the spell, the wand suddenly began to tremble violently.

Then, a dazzling green light shot out from the tip of the wand, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes. At the same time, there was a chaotic sound, as if an invisible behemoth was flying through the air.

Lycos's mind went blank.

The killing curse was cast successfully!

……

Chapter 8 Malfoy: Otherwise, you should protect me.

Two minutes ago, Malfoy was still playing with Crabbe and Goyle.

Malfoy felt very embarrassed that these two stupid followers had leaked his shameful deeds.

So he said goodbye to all the Slytherin wizards in a mess, dragged Crabbe and Goyle aside, and beat them both up viciously.

However, the thick fat of these two chubby boys acts like a natural airbag, which provides good shock absorption and fall prevention, making Crabbe and Goyle extremely resistant to blows.

After being beaten for a long time, Crabbe and Goyle did not seem to feel any pain at all, but Malfoy was exhausted.

"Draco, are you tired? Why don't you take a rest?" Goyle looked at the sweat beads on Malfoy's forehead and said very considerately.

"Yeah, Draco, you were so busy grabbing a seat that you didn't even eat." Crabbe said bluntly.

Malfoy: "..."

He felt like a bath attendant, who had to scrub customers' backs exhaustingly while enduring the humiliation of customers asking him "Did you not eat?"

"That's enough!" Malfoy finally gave up struggling and rubbed his sore arm and said, "You two are family. I have decided to forgive you."

In fact, this is because even if he doesn't forgive them, he can't do anything about these two fat guys.

"Next, you two come with me to teach a lesson to the other guys who didn't give me face." Malfoy ordered, "Let Hayden learn his lesson first, and then go find Harry Potter tomorrow."

"Okay, Draco!"

"No problem, Draco!"

Crabbe and Goyle stood at attention with a straight face.

Malfoy nodded with false dignity like a drill instructor and waved his hand: "Let's go to the dormitory area!"

……

When Lecos opened his eyes, he found that the dormitory door had been opened at some point.

A little wizard with light blond hair was squatting on the ground, holding his head and shivering. His eyes were red and his already pale face turned even paleer than the Bloody Baron.

"Hay...Hay...Hayden, I just...just wanted to teach you a little...little lesson. I really...really have no other ill intentions!"