From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Calvin had no interest in getting involved in the gossip of the Black family and stood aside waiting silently, but the arrogant blond wizard next to Narcissa slowly walked towards him.

"If I admit my mistake correctly, you are the new professor at Hogwarts and the senior security adviser to the Minister of Magic, Mr. Calvin Capet, right?" Lucius' tone sounded less arrogant than when he faced Black before.

Calvin nodded slightly, "I think you have the right person, Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius looked a little surprised, "So, you know me?"

"I have some understanding."

Lucius nodded, his expression gradually becoming arrogant again, "It just so happens that I have something I want to talk to you about. Can you go with me for a walk?"

Calvin tilted his head and glanced at Lucius, whose nostrils were pointing upward. He was also very interested in the head of the pure-blood family, so he readily agreed to his invitation: "Mr. Malfoy, I think I also have something to ask." Let’s talk to you.”

The two went through the elevator of the Ministry of Magic, went down to the ninth floor underground, and came to the inaccessible Department of Mysteries.

"I would like to introduce myself first. I am Lucius Malfoy. I won't mention other titles, but you must know," Lucius tapped the ground hard with his cane, "I am Hogwarts school director."

Calvin chuckled, "You are so funny. There are seven school directors at Hogwarts. Can seven people together be better than Dumbledore?"

"It doesn't matter whether the comparison is good or not, but I want to know why my son, Draco Malfoy, accepted your personal guidance without my consent?" Lucius asked with an expression that was like choosing someone. The biting snake.

"It turns out that's why," Calvin smiled and nodded. "Draco is indeed an outstanding little wizard in the first grade. He also requested that I provide him with private guidance. After passing my assessment Later, I would teach him some non-textbook content every week.”

"He is very talented in healing magic. He cured several white peacocks at home before coming to Hogwarts. So I am happy to provide him with private tutoring. As a professor, there is nothing better than teaching a talented person And students who work hard are happier.”

Lucius raised his chin higher, "Although I am very satisfied with your praise of my son. However, Draco is not only a student of Hogwarts, but also the leader of the next generation of the Malfoy family. For him I strictly select all my education, and even in Hogwarts, there are people who cooperate with my work."

"He represents the future of the Malfoy family, and it is inevitable that some people will focus on this identity. As a father, I have the responsibility to help him resist interference from the complex world outside... However, I suddenly discovered that Draco began to have his own A little secret, a little secret that is truly free from my surveillance for the first time.”

Calvin chuckled and said, "You can't control Draco all his life, children always have to grow up. At least he won't learn bad things from me."

Lucius tapped the floor with his cane, "Let's open the skylight and speak frankly, Capet. I know you, it's not that I don't have friends in France.

So after reading your book, I quickly judged that your purpose in approaching Draco was impure.And since we are all Slytherins, you must have some other purpose for doing this.What exactly do you want to do?Mr. Cappe. "

"Alas," Calvin sighed, "Okay, I admit, when Draco said he wanted to study with me, I did have some evil intentions. But I was not targeting him, but the Malfoy family. .”

"The Malfoy family?" Lucius was a little nervous. Based on his understanding of Cape, he didn't know what methods he would use to target his family.

"Yes, the Malfoy family," Calvin suddenly took action and grabbed Lucius's left arm.

"You, what are you doing?" Lucius was horrified.

Calvin rolled up the sleeve of Lucius's left hand, revealing a tattoo of a skull spitting out a python.

"Death Eaters, right?" Calvin said, looking at the mark.

Lucius only felt that the Dark Mark on his left arm kept getting hot, and he endured the severe pain and said, "I, I don't know what you mean."

"Don't be nervous," Calvin looked at the Dark Mark carefully, "I am very interested in your family. Your family always chooses the final winner in power struggles again and again.

Even during the Wizarding War, he and several other pure-blood families chose to gamble heavily with the mysterious man, but in the end they did not lose everything and still retained a large amount of gambling capital, ready to make a comeback in the next gamble. "

"I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Capet," Lucius continued to play dumb. "Everything the Malfoy family did during the Wizarding War was the result of being manipulated by the Death Eaters using the Imperius Curse."

"I don't mean anything else," Calvin tried to poke the Dark Mark with his wand, injecting a trace of magic into it, intending to study Voldemort's magical mark.

"Hiss," Lucius gasped, unable to hold on any longer.

"Does it hurt?" Calvin let go of Lucius' left arm. He had already figured out what the Dark Mark was.

I have to say that Voldemort was a genius. He actually merged alchemy and black magic to create the Dark Mark. Each Death Eater was an alchemical work made by Voldemort himself.

Calvin felt Voldemort's genius and cold-bloodedness.

"He is a genius, but he has gone astray."

Lucius quickly hid his left arm behind his back and looked at Calvin with fear. He felt the pressure brought by the Dark Lord on him from this young man.

"Don't be so afraid, Mr. Malfoy," Calvin smiled gently, "I just want to tell you that a new struggle will begin soon, so you have to place your bets early."

Lucius was stunned. He originally thought that Calvin was just eyeing the Malfoy family property, or wanted to take this opportunity to join the ranks of the pure-blood family.He never expected that Calvin's plot was so big and his goal was directly aimed at the next power struggle.

"Mr. Capet, may I ask, who is your opponent?" After experiencing the last disastrous defeat, Lucius was much more cautious in his bets this time.

He swore that if Calvin's chosen opponent was Dumbledore, he would turn away immediately - if he could survive Calvin.

"Is this it?" Calvin rubbed his chin, finally deciding not to scare this poor pure-blood family, "It's Voldemort."

"What?" Lucius didn't understand for a moment, "You mean the Dark Lord? Isn't he dead?"

"Yes, that's him," Calvin picked up Lucius's left hand with his wand, revealing the Dark Mark on his arm.

"Voldemort is not that easy to die. He is a great magician on the same level as Dumbledore. You should be able to feel it."