Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

The next morning, just after dawn, Voldemort sensed Lucius leaving Malfoy Manor.

He stood by the window with a cold look on his face, watching Lucius's hurried back gradually moving away until he completely disappeared outside the door.

This guy Lucius is indeed a rare talent. He is wealthy, has a prominent position, is shrewd and has good mobility.

However, he has too many little thoughts and always likes to guess other people's intentions, and he also has his own plans from time to time.

Last night he said that he sent the diary to Hogwarts to target Dumbledore, but the truth was that more than ten years had passed and he felt that he had completely disappeared, so he wanted to get rid of the items he left behind and cut off all ties with him.

Do you really think I can't see this little trick? What a joke!

To be honest, this kind of incomplete loyalty is often what Voldemort can't tolerate the most. If it weren't for the fact that the Malfoy family was of great use, he would have turned Lucius into a corpse last night.

His eyes were slightly cold, and the miserable appearance of Lucius last night emerged in his mind: sweating profusely, kneeling on the ground and confessing his guilt in fear, like a pet dog being taught a lesson by its owner.

“But…” Voldemort’s thoughts turned, and the corners of his mouth curved up. “It’s enough to be afraid. If there is fear in one’s heart, the person will be more obedient and more useful.”

Look, the motivation is here. He went to carry out the task assigned to him as soon as the sun rose.

Unfortunately, Voldemort didn't know that Lucius only appeared obedient on the surface, but in fact he had already turned into a professional undercover agent.

The reason why he got up so early, besides to show off to Voldemort, was to report the contents of the meeting as soon as possible.

After leaving Malfoy Manor, Lucius found a secluded place and secretly contacted Sebastian.

He then followed Sebastian's instructions to a safe house outside London, where he met the other person.

"Mr. Swann, I have something important to report to you." Lucius stepped forward quickly, a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"Don't be in a hurry, senior. Sit down and talk slowly." Sebastian's face showed a mysterious expression. "Is it about the Death Eaters' meeting last night?"

Hearing this, Lucius' body stiffened slightly, and alarm bells suddenly rang in his heart.

It turned out that in addition to himself, there was also Sebastian's undercover agent in the Death Eater team, and he informed Sebastian of the news after the meeting last night.

He asked Sebastian tentatively, "Do you know everything?"

"Well," Sebastian nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Besides you, senior, there are other people who are dissatisfied with the mysterious man's style and have joined our team."

In fact, after the meeting last night, Snape contacted Sebastian through the magic phone and explained in detail everything that happened in the meeting.

However, Sebastian was not going to let Lucius know that Snape was also an undercover agent.

"For safety reasons, you and I are in single contact. I can only arrange for you to meet and cooperate with each other when the time is right. But before that, please understand."

"I understand. Of course I understand." Lucius forced a flattering smile, but his words revealed a hint of helplessness and unwillingness.

At the same time, figures popped up in his mind, Avery, Old Nott, Yaxley, etc. Anyone who had interests with Swann Alchemy was on his list of suspects. Unfortunately, there were too many candidates, and everyone seemed suspicious.

hateful!

Who on earth is this person? He actually stole the credit from me.

This was clearly an attempt to take advantage of the fact that I was serving Voldemort closely and my movements were restricted, so he took advantage of the situation.

Fortunately, Voldemort left me alone to talk for a while last night, which was my unique advantage.

To be honest, apart from the frustration of having his credit taken away, Lucius didn't think there was anything wrong with Sebastian's way of developing multiple undercover agents.

On the contrary, he felt that having multiple secret lines was really necessary, because it could prevent undercover agents from providing false information or errors in the information to the greatest extent possible.

It is actually more reassuring to follow a leader who does things prudently like this.

Lucius secretly cursed the colleague who stole his limelight in his heart. After thinking about his own advantages, he quickly said, "Words are bound to fail to convey the meaning. So, I will pull out my memories from last night and you can compare them to make sure that the colleague has missed some information."

"That's good. I haven't seen the mysterious man for a few days and I really miss him." Sebastian nodded with a smile, took out the Pensieve, and asked Lucius to put his memories into it.

Lucius suggested directly after reading all the memories.

"Mr. Swan, the mysterious man is planning to summon Dementors, giants, and werewolves. We'd better make arrangements and plans early."

"In addition, as you just saw, Snape is extremely dissatisfied with your usurping his power as the headmaster. You must be more careful in the future. And you must also be careful of the eight-eyed giant spider in the Forbidden Forest."

"It doesn't matter." Sebastian waved his hand, his face showing no emotion. "Since I know everything, they can't cause any trouble."

Seeing that the other party had made up his mind, Lucius said no more, but put on a serious expression: "Mr. Swan, you just saw that although the mysterious man was angry about my losing the Horcrux, he just tortured me with the Cruciatus Curse."

In Lucius's opinion, he was actually prepared to lose half his life last night. He never expected that Voldemort would let him go with just a Cruciatus Curse.

Voldemort's attitude gave Lucius a bold idea.

He hesitated for a moment, then said to Sebastian, "I have some doubts that the You-Know-Who has more than one Horcrux. Otherwise, his reaction wouldn't be so... so gentle."

"Of course, this is just my guess," Lucius was not so sure, "Because the creation of a Horcrux requires splitting the soul, and splitting one's own soul multiple times is a bit crazy no matter how you think about it."

(I have been feeling dizzy from seeing the doctor these past two days, so I barely managed to write one chapter tonight. I can only say sorry to everyone.)