The Draco Constellation branch building.
At this moment, Pansy and the others were in a large conference room inside the building, waiting for someone to arrive.
What they had not expected, however, was to hear a scream halfway through that seemed capable of piercing the sky. From the sound of it, someone was having a very "fun" time.
Everyone's expressions turned rather strange.
Speaking of which.
Pansy and the others were not the only ones in this room.
Besides the two of them, there were many other figures present.
To be precise, every wizard who could appear here held an extremely important position within Draco Constellation. At the same time, that also meant that among so many people, only they had the qualifications to participate in this meeting.
In fact, the summons Draco had Hermione send out had mainly been for the people in this room.
Among them.
Goyle and Crabbe could be seen sitting there as obediently as good little children.
However, despite being the ones in charge of Draco Constellation's military strength, with numerous subordinates under their command, they would not even lift their heads at this moment, as if there were something fascinating in their palms.
Anyone who did not know better might think they had been hit by some unknown Jinx, judging from how cowardly they looked.
As for the reason.
It was mainly because of the wizard who had just pushed open the doors to the conference hall.
Creak.
Step, step, step!
"Isn't that...?"
"I see."
"So that's why the voice sounded familiar?"
Draco's appearance here was not surprising at all.
Rather, the person they had been waiting for was precisely Draco, who had taken so long to arrive.
What truly surprised them was the beautiful figure accompanying Draco.
It could be said that there was not a single wizard in the room who did not recognize her.
And after realizing her identity, everyone in the room understood who had let out that scream earlier.
Enlightened, they all nodded slightly.
However, when they saw this guest's weak appearance, with her legs so unsteady that she had to rely on Draco with every step, their initial delight at seeing something beautiful instantly turned into horror.
Especially when they saw Pansy and Hermione narrowing their eyes slightly and sweeping the room with smiles that did not reach their eyes.
The gazes Goyle and the others cast toward Draco could not help carrying a touch of envy... no, pity.
...
In short.
No matter how slow someone was, they could still sense that the atmosphere had indeed become somewhat off.
As a result, no one dared to be the first to speak at such a delicate moment. Instead, they looked curiously back and forth between Draco, Pansy, Hermione, and Fleur.
"Draco?"
As for Fleur, who had just experienced that high-altitude plunge.
At this moment, Fleur also seemed to notice everyone's gazes and gradually recovered from the thrill she had just gone through.
In any case, once her awareness finally returned to her body, Fleur realized that she had already come back down to the ground.
The light, floating feeling from moments ago, as if every step were landing on clouds, slowly faded as well.
As for her earlier vow to bite Draco to death, the experience had been far too intense. Fleur simply had the will but not the strength. Even moving normally required her to cling to Draco's arm, so that promise naturally fell through.
Strictly speaking.
Fleur really was not trying to flaunt anything in front of Pansy and the others.
Faced with the crisis before him, Draco was remarkably calm, which left Goyle and the others deeply impressed.
Then they saw Draco raise a hand and wave to everyone. "Looks like everyone is here."
"......"
"......"
Penelope watched the little drama unfold and blinked with great interest.
While curious, she also felt surprised by Draco's charm.
How many did this make now?
If she remembered correctly, Astoria, who was sitting beside her right now, was supposed to be Malfoy's fiancée.
Although she was not sure how reliable that information was, judging from Astoria's calm composure and her smile that seemed to say she had seen nothing at all, she really did have the air of the rightful wife.
Just then.
In the end, it was Pansy who spoke first and broke the strange atmosphere.
"Ahem. The first official meeting of Draco Constellation will now begin."
Thump, thump, thump!
As soon as Pansy finished speaking, everyone immediately rose from their seats, bowed slightly, and turned their gazes toward Draco as he walked over.
Although he had attracted quite a few girls... ahem, although the atmosphere just now had been somewhat strange, everyone knew that the reason they were gathered here today was an extremely important matter, so they quickly adjusted their emotions.
Even Hermione, whose jealousy was far from small, put away her annoyed gaze and reached out to pull out Draco's chair.
The wizards here were all high-ranking members of Draco Constellation, and there were even founding members like Pansy and the others among them.
And the person they were all watching right now.
Was none other than their Draco Constellation's... king.
...
This room.
Although it had never been used even once until now.
Draco still knew about it. In fact, part of its design had even come from his own ideas.
Speaking of which.
Although Draco and the others were indeed wizards and had little contact with anything related to Muggles, since they lived in Britain, that meant they had more or less heard of a certain cowlicked king... ahem, that heroic epic about a king followed by many knights.
In other words, the legendary Knight King who pulled the Sword in the Stone and led many outstanding knights.
And as Draco arrived at the room on the highest floor of the building and reached out to push open the door.
In that instant.
The full view of the room came into sight, along with the reason that Knight King had been brought up.
Overhead.
Burning candles floated in midair, just like in the Hogwarts Great Hall.
On both sides of the room stood suits of silver-white knight armor, along with great knight swords that gleamed coldly under the candlelight.
Beyond that, the red dragon statue standing behind the main seat made Draco's identity as a Dragontongue clear, and also explained why this organization was called Draco Constellation.
Solemn and sacred.
Powerful and imposing.
The moment one stepped into this room, that aura came rushing straight toward them.
But compared with all of that, what drew the most attention was probably the large round table placed in the center of the room, along with its twelve seats.
The Round Table.
The knights.
And Draco, slowly taking his seat at the head.
This scene was just like witnessing the Knight King and the Knights of the Round Table who followed him.