I, Hogwarts Second Week

In the living room.

Lucius looked Owen up and down.

The same Owen will look at him with the same scrutiny.

His mind was thinking rapidly.

Thinking about how he could have sex with the Malfoys for free.

As for Harry.

He felt uncomfortable from the moment he walked into Malfoy Manor.

Speaking of which, no matter how luxurious and majestic the Malfoy family is, it cannot compare to Hogwarts.

But Harry, who was accustomed to those rare and famous paintings in school, was deeply disgusted by the Malfoy family.

He didn't know why either.

Maybe it was this castle with a strong Slytherin temperament that made him, a Gryffindor, resist instinctively.

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"At present, our dear senior Tom is probably still hiding in a dark corner and lingering. Even if he comes back in full glory, it will be almost impossible to defeat Dumbledore and my grandfather." Owen said casually. legs.

Lean back and lean on the chair.

He turned his head and looked at Lucius.

"On the contrary, his cruelty is obvious to all."

"wizard?"

"Muggle?"

"Pure blood?"

"Mixed blood?"

"Voldemort doesn't care about that."

"All he cares about is himself."

"Even Mr. Lucius, for a big customer like you, if there is any sign of resistance, the result will probably be a flash of green light."

"Who is the so-called 'Magic is Might' (the slogan of the Death Eaters)? You probably won't be there either! Mr. Lucius!"

Owen drank some black tea and continued talking, "Plus he is obsessed with immortality."

"Does Mr. Lucius want to find an eternal master for the Malfoy family?"

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Hearing the sound, Lucius did not express any opinion.

To be honest, even if he really thought so, he would not dare to say anything like betraying Voldemort.

Especially now that he knew that Voldemort was still alive, he was even more afraid.

He still has the Death Eater symbol tattooed on his left arm!

"So - it's better to 'for the greater good.'" Owen's gray eyes sparkled with temptation, like the devil tempting a lamb standing in front of the abyss.

"For Grindelwald, sir." He tilted the table and made a thumping sound.

This is a reminder to those around him to focus on his next words.

"For Grindelwald!"

"For the greater good!"

"Hundreds of years ago, when the law of secrecy did not exist, the Malfoy family was so glorious. You made deals with Muggle nobles and Muggle kings. Trade even spread to the entire Europe."

"You even had your own territory at one point!"

"But now?" Owen pointed around, "This is the only manor left!"

"From 1689 to now, just three hundred years ago, the Malfoy family has declined to this point."

"What about the next three hundred years?"

Owen stood up slowly, holding his hands behind his back, and walked step by step in this very familiar living room, and from time to time he would touch the collections of the Malfoy family on both sides.

"Oh! Maybe within a few decades, these precious paintings will appear in a Muggle auction house."

"Mr. Lucius, aren't you worried at all?"

He turned back sadly, with a hint of sadness (pretended) in his eyes.

The look in his eyes, which looked like he could see the entire history of magic in one glance, shocked Lucius greatly.

He was shocked by the terrifying future that Owen painted.

It is also more shocking because of his age.

These should never be the words of a twelve-year-old wizard!

But - it is undeniable that Irving is right.

The Malfoy family has never thought about expelling Muggles, they just don't want to share power with half-bloods and mudbloods.

In terms of attitude towards Muggles - the Malfoys are happy to do business with them.

As for the rest, they don't care.

But Voldemort definitely didn't think so.

After waiting for a long time, Lucius didn't speak.

Owen didn't care too much.

If he agreed straight away, I would feel weird!

It can only be said that today's young wizards have not experienced Voldemort's dark age, and they do not know how terrifying and cruel the so-called most powerful dark wizard in history is.

Continue pacing, "Maybe you don't know the relationship between Grindelwald and Dumbledore."

Step by step, the fire dragon leather boots stepped on the wooden floor, making a loud sound.

Every sound seemed to step on Lucius's heart.

An invisible pressure began to envelope him.

"They have the most inseparable relationship, Mr. Lucius."

"Do you think Voldemort can confront two top wizards at the same time?"

"Or do you want to be an enemy of Dumbledore, Grindelwald, or both of them?"

He always has a sweet smile on his face.

But that smile looked so dangerous, so cruel and terrifying.

"Mr. Sanchez," Lucius said with a thin layer of sweat on his temples.

He wanted to break the damn fear.

"Wizards are born free! Mr. Lucius." Owen interrupted.

"Mark my words, wizards are born free."

Owen was wearing a black trench coat and his tie was tied lazily with an awkward button.

The cuffs of the white shirt are slightly exposed.

Cross your hands, wand clasped in your hand.

Staring at Lucius with half-smiling eyes.

"Do you think Voldemort will mourn you?"

"look at me!"

Owen suddenly roared, and his windbreaker suddenly fluttered.

Lucius and even Harry were frightened.

Their bodies trembled.

The invisible pressure was suffocating.

"Do you think Tom Reed will mourn you?"

He looked Lucius directly in the eyes and said, "Don't hide behind your mother like a coward, Mr. Lucius."

"Don't forget, you are a wizard!"

"Raise the magic wand high, what we break are just the shackles, but what we embrace is the whole world!"

He opened his arms and stood erect.

Just like Grindelwald's oath in front of many followers in front of Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris more than sixty years ago.

“Make Wizard Great Again!!!”

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quiet--

As Owen's speech ended.

His audience seemed to be choked and could not speak for a long time.

The way Lucius looked at Owen changed rapidly several times in a short period of time.

From arrogance at the beginning, to envy, to fear.

Listen!

Listen to his tone.

Just like Voldemort who had tempted them to join the Death Eaters.

No - maybe Voldemort is not as good as him.

The Dark Lord is not lost in words.

In more cases, he will threaten with force!

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In Lucius's eyes, two shadows seemed to rise behind the young figure in front of him.

One is Grindelwald.

The other is Voldemort.

And he was standing among the two shadows.

He is still the growing third-generation Dark Lord!

I feel like future updates will be scheduled at eight or nine o'clock.

Fishing at work is really not stable 2333