Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 103 The Surrender of Lucius Malfoy
After drinking the bat blood, my body began to warm up.

Voldemort wiped the corner of his mouth and lay down on the ground comfortably.

Or Balgeria, no Ministry of Magic and no damn Sauron.

This black forest is his warmest "home".

Werewolves, vampires, nightmares.
The power of those dark creatures always allowed Voldemort to strengthen himself.

He was no longer the little dwarf he had been in London.

Now Voldemort has become an indomitable 1.4-meter strong man!

Look at this arm, look at this leg.

how strong~

"A hundred more bloods of magical creatures will give me the power to initiate the Ritual of Rebirth.

Sauron and the Ministry of Magic will all die at that time! "

What sustains Voldemort's survival now is the obsession with revenge.

The Ministry of Magic robbed him of the Lord of the Rings, and Saurondove took the magpie's nest and occupied the position of the Lord of Darkness.

They are all sworn enemies!
In contrast, the third target, Harry Potter, seemed to have no face.It belongs to the small ants that can be crushed to death, so don't worry about it.

While thinking about his holy revenge, he digested the blood meal just now.Suddenly, there was a dull footstep in Voldemort's ear.

"Whoa."

The leaves swayed, and Voldemort clenched the stolen wand tightly, rolled and got up from the ground.Looking at that movement, he is as vigorous as a monkey, and he has completely lost the weakness of walking a step and coughing three mouthfuls of blood like before.

"squeak?"

Seeing that Voldemort reacted so quickly, the magical creature that attacked suddenly was a little stunned, and let out a strange and obedient roar from its huge head.

"There are 99 copies left."

Licking his lips, Voldemort grinned greedily and cruelly.

Late at night.

There was silence in Malfoy Manor.

In the dark study room, candles carved with patterns burn quietly, making a "thrilling, tingling" sound.

Lucius Malfoy, who was wearing silk pajamas, sat on the chair expressionlessly, looking at the flickering flames in a trance.

An hour ago, his left arm suddenly started to hurt.
Although it was only for a moment, Lucius Malfoy was sure that it was not an illusion.

"Is he coming back?"

Whispering to himself, Lucius Malfoy looked a little panicked.

He was afraid of the Dark Lord.

Because, he is a traitor.

After the fall of the Dark Lord, he relied on his tongue and means to successfully distance himself from the "Death Eaters".

But you can't hide it from others, you can't hide it from yourself, and it is even more impossible to hide it from the Dark Lord.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if the man who couldn't be named did make a comeback.

"Cruciatus"?
Heh, that might be the best case scenario.

Lucius Malfoy felt that the Dark Lord would definitely not spare his magic power and give him and his family a "Avada Kedavra".

"No, I will never let that happen."

Some bad memories flashed in his mind, Lucius Malfoy stood up pale and clenched his fists unconsciously.

He has a wife, he has children.

He can't lose it all!
"I have to dissociate myself from the Dark Lord, and I can't let him settle accounts with me.

I need... I need someone strong enough to protect me, the Malfoy family. "

As the head of the Malfoy family, Lucius Malfoy has a strong ability to act.

Having made up his mind, he first pondered for more than ten minutes on the chair, then stood up, rummaged through the bookshelf for a long time, and finally pulled out a notebook that looked old in the hidden compartment.

"The only one I can rely on is probably the recently risen "Devil Lord" Sauron."

"The Devil" Sauron.

It's what the outside world calls that dark wizard.

Of course, the Black Wizards prefer to call their boss "the Lord".

As a respectable Mr. Malfoy in the British wizarding world, he naturally knows all about what happened recently.

That's the ruthless character who single-handedly set fire to the Ministry of Magic!

If he could get his protection, even if Voldemort really made a comeback, Lucius Malfoy wouldn't have to be so afraid.

However, surrendering is a technical job.If you go there empty-handed, people will ignore you.

I know the situation of my own family. The Malfoy family seems to be glamorous, but in fact they have been living on their laurels for a long time, and they have no ability to raise any rare treasures at all.

The only thing he can take out now, and he doesn't feel bad about it, is probably the only thing
"The Diary of Tom Riddle".

Lucius Malfoy was in charge of keeping the "treasure" when he was most favored by the Dark Lord.

As a meeting gift for the new boss, it should be okay, right?
"No, it's still a little unsafe."

Opening the blank diary and looking at it, Lucius Malfoy's expression was cloudy and uncertain.

He knew that the diary was a magical item, but he had never studied it carefully.Now rashly giving it to Sauron the "Devil Lord", if something goes wrong, wouldn't it be self-defeating?

"Add another [-] Galleons!"

After thinking about it, Lucius Malfoy gritted his teeth and decided to spend another huge sum of money.

Money is important, but life is more important.

"Dobby, you bastard, where did you die!"

Clapping his palms, Lucius Malfoy began to call out to his house elves—their house was big enough to make a little noise without disturbing others, so there was no need to worry.

"Yes, master, I am here."

After being summoned, a big-eyed, bald, pillowcase-wearing little monster appeared out of nowhere, and knelt on one knee tremblingly, not even daring to raise its head.

"Dobby, I will get up early tomorrow to go to Gringotts to run errands. Make me a separate breakfast. You know my taste."

Lucius Malfoy was very rude, he sat back on the chair, the slippers were only a few centimeters away from Dobby's face.

"Of course, Master, Dobby will prepare everything for you."

Dobby still didn't look up, his tone was extremely humble.

"That's it, go away."

After giving the order, Lucius Malfoy snorted coldly, wanting the house elf to leave.

But before the words came out, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and spoke again.

"By the way, did the young master receive a letter from Hogwarts today?"

"Yes, Master Draco's letter arrived early this morning."

Dobby nodded obediently.

"Well, then tomorrow's breakfast doesn't have to be prepared for me alone. I will eat with my wife and young master. Get my cloak, brooch and wife's parasol ready. I will take my wife and young master out together tomorrow."

The surrender should not be too obvious, Lucius Malfoy rolled his eyes, and decided to enter "Diagon Alley" on the pretext of purchasing what his son needed.

In this way, they can catch up on the line of Sauron without anyone noticing.
"Fortunately, I have some friendship with Karakkutas Bork."

Touching his smooth chin, Lucius Malfoy was extremely grateful.

People are such a thing, I really don't know when they will come in handy.

(End of this chapter)