Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 132 Malfoy Returns Home

Regarding Professor Quirrell, in the discussions among the students, there were many sayings.

Some people say that he is the Dark Lord, and others say that he has joined the Dark Lord, but these are not widely recognized-if the Dark Lord returns, the wizarding world cannot be so peaceful.

Later, some students speculated that the professor stole the Philosopher's Stone, but this was also a rumor. After all, no one came forward to prove it-the professors remained silent.

After Dumbledore went to the Ministry of Magic and had a big quarrel with Cornelius Fudge, various theories were also settled. The professor who left Hogwarts Castle in a dishonorable way was not Wanted or charged with something.

In the end, the students just felt that the curse about the Dark Arts professor had an effect, and Hogwarts once again consumed an excellent professor—at least the students and some professors thought so.

And a few days after the roar echoed in the castle, the school was on holiday, and the students boarded the Hogwarts Express and went home.

Draco Malfoy stepped onto the train wondering, and he had absolutely no idea what was going on at the school.

Along the way, he was discussing Professor Quirrell with his classmates. Gore and Crabbe, who are arrears in IQ, must not be expected. are all subject to discussion.

Pansy Parkinson didn't take part in the discussion at all, she just huddled around Draco, looking like a poodle in heat.

Naturally, the discussion was fruitless. After bidding farewell to his friends at the station and following his father home, he couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart—what would his father know, he thought so.

"Until your Occlumency isn't strong enough, Draco, I won't tell you anything," Lucius replied.

"How strong it needs to be, father, always give me a standard."

"At least be able to resist Veritaserum, Draco, it's hard."

After Draco asked again and again, he was sure that his father was not joking - resisting Veritaserum, he felt that he would never be able to do it in his life.

But fortunately, after practicing Occlumency, he became much more well-behaved than before, and he didn't get angry because of this incident.

But when he got home, he found that the house was under construction, and there were many workers busy in the manor, and those people looked like Muggles.

In addition to these workers, there were also many loud machines that "rumbling" were running in the manor, which disturbed him.

"What are you doing, father?" he asked suspiciously.

"Telephone, and the establishment of a base station." After Lucius finished speaking, seeing his son want to ask again, he hurriedly said, "Don't ask me too much, Draco, I don't fully understand these things."

Draco was even more surprised——Father, you don't understand, why are you doing these things that sound like Muggles?
"This holiday, in addition to continuing to practice Occlumency, Draco, you also need to learn about computers." Lucius said to Draco before he was taken away by his mother.

"A Muggle thing again?" Draco felt that his father must be crazy, "Father, are we going to be Muggles in the future?"

"Be obedient and do it. If you want to know everything, quickly increase the strength of Occlumency. Before that, you won't know anything."

Lucius left in a hurry after saying this.

And when Draco asked his mother what was wrong with his father with doubts, his mother did not pamper him to answer his doubts, but said lightly, "Listen to your father", and said nothing else.

Draco, who was dizzy by his parents, discovered another strange phenomenon in the next few days-a small independent building was erected behind his castle.

If it was just a small building, he wouldn't have many doubts. The problem is that many people will come and go there, and those people look very mysterious.

Draco, who couldn't help but be curious, approached the small building while his parents were not paying attention, but before entering the small building, a familiar person stepped out and stopped him—— Ranjit Knott, his alumni Theodore's father.

"Don't do that, Draco." Old Nott said with two strands of silver hair brushed back from his temples, looking mature and serious, "Stay away from here unless called upon."

"But this is my home."

Draco, who respected old Nott in the past, seemed a little irrational today - he was driven crazy by many secrets in his family. This curious child decided to find out everything to the death.

"Draco, don't play childish temper, you can ask your father or mother, but don't make trouble here." Old Nott said seriously.

"I don't." Draco straightened his neck, and glanced at the French windows on the second floor, where there was a hunched figure, "I want to know everything, this is Malfoy Manor."

Old Nott frowned, but there was no anger on his face - he was very old and spoiled all the children.

"Listen to me, Draco, this is not a joke." Old Nott knelt down and said, "This is a major event related to the entire wizarding world, and it is even more about pure... I can't say too much, boy, wait for your brain to shut down." technique..."

"Occlumency again."

Draco twisted his body in dissatisfaction, and let go of Old Nott's hands holding his two arms, rubbing his short platinum-blonde hair vigorously and said, "It's too difficult for that thing to improve, you know."

"It's difficult, but this is to protect you." Old Nott smiled and stretched out his hand, rubbing his hair with Draco.

"Don't mess with my hair, it's annoying."

Draco jumped to avoid it, then suddenly raised his head, and shouted at the figure in the French window on the second floor: "Sir, can I see you?"

His actions startled Old Nott, but it was obviously too late to stop all of this now, the hunchbacked figure on the second floor had already turned around.

Draco felt that the man looked familiar, but the special colored windows prevented him from fully seeing the man's appearance.

"Geraint, let him come up."

The window opened and a voice sounded familiar to Draco.

"Uh... Sir, he's still young, isn't he..." Old Nott hesitated, and looked at Draco worriedly.

"It's all right, Geraint, Albus is not one to hurt children, Draco is safe."

Draco's eyes widened suddenly, and he finally recognized who the owner of that voice was...

That's right, the one who disappeared in front of the castle, yelled "I'll be back", and beat himself up when school started last year.

God is sorry, if he knew this person was there, he wouldn't want to come here if he killed Draco.

Go to the Malfoy Manor where the horses are riding, I don't want this manor... Draco thought in his heart, turned around and wanted to leave.

But old Notella held him back.

"Son, since my husband invited you, you have no reason to refuse."

Old Nott said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. has become gentle."

Gentle bastard... Draco thought of the fat beating at the beginning of school last year.

If this is called gentleness, then what is not gentleness?
Is it not gentle only by using big melons?
(End of this chapter)