Chapter 458: The Future in Hand

A little earlier, when Draco was sitting in the Slytherin common room, listening to the chaotic footsteps outside and the noisy talking, he silently gripped the blue energy bottle that no longer responded to him, his mood very complex.

At this time, Pan Xi's head poked over, and she asked a bit cautiously: "Draco, do you feel better?"

"No," he said stiffly.

"Alright, you find your state again," Pan Xi sighed. "Sigh, it's all my fault."

"It's not your fault, we were calculated," Draco sat on the sofa in frustration, hanging his head and looking at the fading Dragon Bottle.

Pan Xi looked at him for a while, then turned and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked.

"We at least know Kiva relatively well, and we also know that Barrier Charms and Transfiguration can slightly block him," Pan Xi said. "I'll go find other professors or students to buy you time to find your state."

Draco stood up suddenly. He was a bit impulsive this time. In fact, he hadn't thought about what to say himself.

"Or, let's go find..." he stopped talking, standing blankly in the common room, his hands moving on his body, as if groping for something, or as if simply having nowhere to put them.

"Did Zhang Qiu say anything important when she came to find you alone that day?" Pan Xi seemed to have noticed something wrong.

Draco's eyes were covered with a layer of shadow. "That would make me look very stupid," he said.

"If what she said is helpful to everyone, then do it," Pan Xi persuaded. "Is it something that helps you find your power?"

"On the contrary, it's asking me to hand over the power," Draco took a deep breath. "But it's also right, keeping these things will only cause me bad memories."

He buttoned his robe and began to walk toward the door quickly.

When he and Pan Xi ran quickly to the eighth floor, they happened to see the students, led by Ginny, using a very thick Barrier Charm to isolate Kiva on the other side of the corridor. Each of them stretched out their wands hard, and several students were already sitting on the ground exhausted.

Kiva held a big sword in his hand, attacking the barrier unhurriedly. He didn't use much strength, but every chop hit ripples on the barrier that made people's hearts tremble.

"Neville!" Draco shouted loudly. "Come out, I have something for you!"

Neville came around from behind the crowd. He didn't look as anxious as he imagined, but rather very calm.

"Here," Draco handed his belt to him. "This is part of the plan."

"Why don't you use it yourself?" Neville didn't take it, but asked back.

"I..." After a long hesitation, Draco gritted his teeth and said the truest thought in his heart, "I'm not qualified."

The students were busy casting spells at this moment, and almost no one heard what they said. But at this moment, Draco felt his face was burning. He was unwilling to tell the complete truth, saying that his power was all stuffed into his hands by Evolt, saying that he hadn't thought about what he was fighting for from the beginning, saying that he was discouraged immediately after losing his power and could never find a reason to fight again.

"Am I qualified?" Neville said with a bitter smile. "The prophecy says it clearly, Harry is the one who was chosen. I have heard this thing from different people several times. I don't think I need to touch any Kamen Rider power, wouldn't it be fine to just be an ordinary wizard?"

"The prophecy has nothing to do with what's in front of us!" Draco said impatiently. "Kiva is just an ambitious person who wants to grab the crown. Haven't you always been very powerful? You can solve this matter, we all believe in you!"

"The 'we' you mentioned, who else?"

"Zhang Qiu, she told me before she left that if I really couldn't find the power, I could give the belt to you," Draco said, his mood getting worse and worse.

Neville smiled helplessly. "Mr. Malfoy, you have to understand one thing, I don't need to listen to Zhang Qiu."

"But—but she said you are the only one among us who can solve the crisis."

"Yes, I don't deny it, I am also a wizard with a little talent, but since fate doesn't need me, I don't think it's necessary to rush to it," Neville's words carried a hint of resentment. "Deng Buliduo left me a pin. After I solved the mystery pointed to by the pin, I found that he just wanted to tell me that fate didn't choose me."

"I understand a little," Pan Xi, who followed, stepped forward and grabbed Draco's arm. "Mr. Longbottom didn't receive fair treatment from the old bee, so he doesn't have much desire to fight."

"However, if it's just to protect the people you love—"

"I've done that too," Neville waved his hand. He had already stalled for a long time. "They want me to be an ordinary student, and I've done enough as an ordinary student."

Just then, Hannah ran over panting, interrupting their conversation.

"Didn't find a single professor," she said with dissatisfaction. "Even Hagrid is gone."

"Don't you think this is very familiar?" Neville raised his eyebrows. "Just like in the first year."

Draco took a step back. He began to regret listening to Zhang Qiu's riddle-like warning and running over to say these inexplicable things. Just as he worried from the beginning, at this moment he felt he looked very stupid.

But Neville reached out and grabbed him, not letting him go.

"At this most critical moment, the professors are all gone, and Kiva could have tried his best to defeat us and grab a few hostages to achieve his goal," Neville pointed out the mystery sharply. "But he insisted on walking like shopping, walking from downstairs to upstairs little by little, and now he is stopping in front of the Barrier Charm, which is too ridiculous."

"And you, poor child, if Zhang Qiu wants you to give me the belt now, it only means that this belt didn't belong to you from the beginning, you are just a storage place."

This tone of pity made Draco angry and ashamed. He wanted to pull his hand back with a cold face, but Neville grabbed it very tightly.

"Your background, your personality, and your original fate trajectory, these things are destined and unchangeable in the eyes of that group of people, just like you look down on Muggle-born mudbloods, they also look down on you, a supporting role in the fate trajectory, or perhaps a villain," Neville's words became sharper. "Now all this is in front of us, he wants you to recognize yourself, wants me to be a hero, do you think I will agree? This late hero identity, like your short knight career, is just some alms given to supporting roles by those who see through fate."

At this moment, Draco was completely red-faced. He grabbed Neville's extended hand with his other hand, but Neville's strength was clearly much greater than his. After feeling the pain in his wrist, he could only let go of his hand unwillingly.

"So what? Then you don't want this belt?" Draco chose to put aside the facts in extreme anger. "Then who will deal with Kiva?"

"No need to deal with it. Before the person who can deal with him comes back, he will keep shopping," Neville laughed lightly. "I have a proposal, you go and kill Kiva, let them open their eyes, how about it?"

"Me? I have already lost my qualification!"

"Then let's watch him shop together," Neville patted his sleeve. "Villain and supporting role, sitting here waiting for the protagonist to return."

"I! Am! Not!" Draco let out a sharp explosion. He rushed to the front of the crowd in anger and buckled the belt on his waist.

Just then, Kiva looked elsewhere very cooperatively, then scratched on the big sword, the whole sword ignited with strange red light, and broke the barrier built by the students together with one blow.

"Hey, I don't intend to protect anyone, nor do I have any grand ideals," Draco talked to himself to the bottle. "I just want to prove that I am not worse than others, I don't want to be a villain and a supporting role, is that okay?"

The energy bottle, which had already faded by half, suddenly burst into blue light again. Draco was overjoyed, immediately inserted the bottle into the belt, and turned the crank quickly while running forward.

"Cross-Z Dragon!"

Although it was only a basic form, he found back the heart to fight in his own way, which was the most important thing.

About 17 seconds later, Kiva, holding the Kivat Sword, knocked Cross-Z to the ground, causing him to cancel his transformation painfully.

Neville walked slowly to his side, and Draco couldn't help but widen his eyes. An identical belt was wrapped around his waist properly.

"Forgot to tell you, Zhang Qiu gave me the belt long ago, confiscated from Bellatrix," he said. "Just now saying those things to you was just to help you find your power, I'm actually not that pretentious."

"But aren't you always brooding, saying that fate didn't choose you?" Draco twisted on the ground.

"Grandma once said, as long as I hope," the sound of insect wings flapping suddenly sounded in the air, "fate will definitely stand on my side."

That pin left by Deng Buliduo, at this moment, flapped its small wings like a Snitch, flew to Neville's side from the dormitory, and revealed two pins.

"Cast off! Change Beetle!"

Before this, Kiva had already learned the strength of Clock Up. Even Neville, an ordinary wizard, made him feel tricky. Therefore, when the knight armor took shape on him, Kiva immediately threw out the smoke bomb he had been holding in his hand.

Looking at the empty corridor, Draco only felt that he had full of dissatisfaction he wanted to tell, but Neville didn't cancel his transformation, but took out a small cloth bag by himself.

"The school is safe," he gripped the handkerchief taken from the cloth bag. "Next, it's Harry's and my business." ===== CHAPTER 459 =====