HP in the name of Slytherin

"Come and tell me, my friend," Voldemort stroked the head of Abraxas, who was kneeling at his feet, "what have you found out about Catherine Slytherin?"

Needless to say, the platinum noble took good care of his hair, and the touch on his fingertips made Voldemort very satisfied.

Like a large dog favored by his master, Abraxas half-squinted his eyes and said: "Dear master, I think she does have a strange bloodline. After leaving Hogwarts, I talked with that old guy Shafiq. For a moment, although he tried his best to hide it, I knew that he was also warned by that mysterious power."

Kate Shafik, Chief Sorcerer of the Wizengamot...

Voldemort's hand stopped, and Abraxas said flatteringly: "He is second only to Dumbledore and you in the wizarding world. This old guy has been trying to surpass Dumbledore for so many years. I think he should not ignore Abraxas." Such an interesting clue about Racha’s daughter.”

"Have you all been warned?" Voldemort asked with lowered eyes.

"Yes, it was a sense of crisis at first, then a sense of suffocation, a headache, and then a shock of magic power..." Abraxas shook for a moment, recalling the pain at that time, and knelt down again in fear.

Voldemort raised his eyebrows: "You sound like you're fine now?"

"Because now my heart is filled only with the master, dear master, and I no longer consider those external things." Abraxas said piously.

Voldemort looked at him for a few seconds, making sure that Abraxas was telling the truth.

Abraxas was safe because his mind was now free from exploring Catherine's strangeness, but what about him?

Of course Voldemort has plans for Catherine, damn, that's a god! That's traveling through a thousand years without dying! That's a step back in time!

Voldemort could imagine how many secrets Catherine would have waiting for him to discover. He wished he could capture Catherine now and study her carefully.

But he didn't feel threatened at all, no danger, no warning, none of the negative feelings Abraxas mentioned.

Why……

Voldemort would not try it directly. He murmured in a low voice: "Tell me, what is the end of the warning?"

Will he die?

Abraxas was stunned for a moment, and then he knelt down respectfully: "I am willing to try for my master, please grant me this honor."

Voldemort fixedly looked at Abraxas. The magic field lingering around the two of them was so strong that it seemed to have substance. It was like a long black and purple veil wrapping Abraxas in layers, almost covering the entire room.

Only Voldemort could see this strange scene. He was sure that Abraxas was telling the truth, and his kneeling movements were extremely relaxed, as if Voldemort agreed or disagreed, which was fine with him.

Voldemort's will was everything.

"No," said Voldemort, "my friend, you have a more important role to play."

"I obey your order," Abraxas kowtowed slightly, then raised his head and asked, "But you are curious about this issue. I wonder if I have the honor to share your worries?"

Voldemort chuckled, put his foot on Abraxas' shoulder, and approached him, "What are your ideas?"

Abraxas was very pleased with his close movements, and his pale face was stained with some blood. He smiled and said, "We can let Kate Shafiq try it. His magic power is slightly inferior to yours. If he has If you can bear it, you can too. With your intelligence, you will be able to find more details in the process of observing him, and maybe you can crack it."

Voldemort stared deeply at the smiling and elegant head of the Malfoy family. If you ignore his kneeling movements and the feet on his shoulders, he is still the Abraxas Malfoy that everyone is familiar with.

But his heart has completely changed.

Everything he has will be given to him, willingly and with all his heart and soul.

"I'm going to live in your manor," Voldemort said.

"Of course, my master," Abraxas rubbed his head and cheek enthusiastically against his feet, "This is my honor. If you like it, the manor can give it to you."

Voldemort smiled and said frivolously: "Isn't that the ancestral home of your Malfoy family?"

Abraxas laughed when he saw him smiling. His smile was rare and sincere, "It's more important that you are happy."

Voldemort retracted his foot and patted Abraxas' head as a reward, "Good dog, Abraxas, I like you very much."

Abraxas became visibly excited. He knelt close to Voldemort and tentatively said, "Woof——"

Voldemort laughed, "Very good! Very good!"

He kept saying, "I will reward you, Abu! My friend! I will not occupy your beloved Malfoy Manor."

"Only you are the most important, Master," Abraxas asked with some disappointment, "Don't you like Malfoy Manor?"

"No, I will live there," Voldemort lowered his eyes and asked him, "Why do you think that is?"

Abraxas's sapphire eyes rolled slightly, "Are you planning to...let Luke lure the daughter of Salazar to Malfoy Manor?"

Lucius has already been in contact with Catherine and will invite her to Malfoy Manor when the time is right. With such a big Malfoy family, Dumbledore can't blatantly stop it, right?

Maybe Catherine, that ambitious little girl, thought that the Malfoy family wanted to cooperate with her, so she agreed.

Voldemort stroked his silky and cool hair happily and said with emotion, "You are very smart, Abu. I like you very much the way you are now. This is my real good friend."

Abraxas was elated by his praise and said more positively: "I can let Luke get in touch with the daughter of Salazar again during this period..."

Voldemort's face turned cold: "Didn't you write a letter this morning asking little Luke to visit his mother's house in France?"

Thinking of the letter he sent in the morning, Abraxas suddenly turned pale. He knelt down with his body curled up and put his forehead to the ground to apologize: "I'm sorry, Master, I doubted you because of my stupid thoughts. Please punish me! Forgive me!" "

Voldemort stared at Abraxas with his deep scarlet eyes, and after reading his memories, he naturally knew the reason why Abraxas was late in the morning - the wise father sent Lucius a letter telling him He wanted to come to see him, and then mentioned at the end that Lucius should visit his grandmother for Christmas.

Voldemort felt something was wrong when he saw this memory. As expected, Abraxas suspected him, so he wanted to get rid of Lucius, for fear that his precious son would be affected.

"You should be glad that there is still some time before Christmas," Voldemort said quietly. "You and Lucius will find a way to send her to my manor. Abu, my friend, you won't let me down again." .”

"Absolutely not!" Abraxas said firmly, "Don't worry, you will see a satisfactory Christmas gift this Christmas!"

Voldemort curled his lips in satisfaction, "Go and tidy up the castle. During this time, I will live in Malfoy Manor."

"Yes, Master." Abraxas kowtowed deeply, got up and bowed before exiting, helping Voldemort pack his things like a servant.

The magic field always follows him. A wizard like Abraxas is cunning, has strong magic power, and has a strong personal will. He is also protected by various alchemical tools inherited from the Malfoy family. Voldemort will not let down his guard against him.

It was only through his own fear and mental turmoil that he was able to successfully capture him just now. It will take some time, and it will take some time before the magic field can completely invade Abraxas's brain.

This magic is much easier to use than the Imperius Curse.

Unlike the Imperius Curse, which turns people into puppets, people affected by the magic field will only act from their hearts. They retain their own intelligence and abilities. As long as they add unshakable loyalty, they will become the most powerful. Useful chess piece.

Like Karkaroff and the others in the past, Abraxas now, and Catherine Slytherin in the future.