[Comprehensive British and American] The Dark Lord of the Red Tin Can

"I will go for about two weeks, not more than a month. Before your injury is completely healed, I don't want to see the topic of Comrade Iron Man turning the tide and saving mankind again in the media." Originally, Tom was going back to England this time. Looking for a place, according to the previous rumored battles and battles, even if he is extremely confident in himself, he feels that the process will not be too short.

Even, it may never come back.

But he can't let go of Tony's current state easily. Sometimes people are really okay even if they look okay on the surface. Although Tony looks the same as usual, at least his talking function is still quite active, which is not a reason for him to feel relieved.

Also because of this, I thought it would be good to go to see the situation first, and the itinerary was limited to a time limit. After all, he was regarded as "betrayed by relatives" in the past, not to mention whether he had such a "pro" type. Man, those who betrayed him did have... a few.

"I know, I know, Tom, I've been alone all these years."

Tom just raised his eyebrows at Tony's words, yeah, still casual after all these years.

"I can take care of myself. You really don't need to install a chimney at home to save time."

Tony was quite displeased with the chimney whose shape did not match the extremely modern villa. In his opinion, it was something from another world.

"I would."

Tom almost didn't say that I was happy to say that money is hard to buy, and Tony could only tilt his head, completely giving up the idea of ​​​​removing this thing.

"The trip went well." The two weeks can really only be regarded as tourism, at most medium and long-term tourism.

Tom just nodded. Today he changed back to the black robe that was similar to the one he wore when he first came here, and he looked really difficult to get along with. It's really a joy.

Tony didn't quite hear the place name that Tom said. It seemed that in just a moment, those powders that looked the same took away a living person.

No matter how I think about it, I feel that it is a shame not to continue studying magic.

The British wizarding world has returned from the original peace and tranquility to the pre-war state in a few days. After 20 years, the name is still scary. It is not that no one doubts that it is fake news, but that is enough for them all to change. become dead.

Professor McGonagall is about to retire from the position of headmaster of Hogwarts. The former savior is now working in the Ministry of Magic. He opened a small shop based on this. As for the Malfoy family, to be honest, the public always thought that it was still a Death Eater.

Although the Malfoy family rebelled against the Dark Lord at the last moment, which saved Lucius and his wife from prison, but the people did not have much favor for the family that has always been high, even if the new head of Malfoy and Harry Potter are Colleagues did not retain his poor favorability.

Of course, women who admire Draco's looks and money are not counted here.

Time is enough for everything to change, and there is no guarantee that those heroes of the past will be able to succeed again, although they seem to have no better way than to hope so.

The place where Tom arrived should be considered well-known in the British wizarding world, and it should be a familiar place to him.

The majestic building outside the window, the gorgeously decorated interior, and exquisite and precious decorations can be seen everywhere. Almost the moment he stepped here, his memory was clamoring, and countless fragments flashed across. A coherent plot separated from it.

Draco was still in the Ministry of Magic listening to his colleague, some savior who could no longer be called Silly Potter, talk about how to deal with it.

The public will probably never know what those salaried people are doing when they go to work. In his opinion, they are indeed doing some very fearless things sometimes.

For the Dark Lord, Draco didn't just want to resist as others thought. On the contrary, the return of the Dark Lord this time could not fail like the last time.

Maybe the other party really has no Horcruxes, but Dumbledore is also dead, and they are unprepared. They are not prepared to be caught off guard, unlike last time, every grade is the same as breaking through the level. The first thing they have to face directly may be the prosperity. The Dark Lord of the period.

So in fact, Draco didn't want to resist, or it is more appropriate to call it a struggle. If obedience can lead to a good ending, it is not so difficult to accept becoming a Death Eater again, but things will never be as good as imagined. After the Dark Lord came back, the first thing he had to deal with was probably the original traitors.

That's why he has to listen to the damn pre-war mobilization and summary here now.

However, accidents always come so suddenly.

Harry noticed that the house elf of the Malfoy family suddenly appeared, whispered something in Draco's ear, and then disappeared quickly, as if something was chasing it behind him.

"Hey, the Ministry of Magic doesn't allow house-elves to come in and out, Malfoy." Although Ron doesn't work in the Ministry of Magic, because Hermione has been in a high position all year round, he knows some rules and regulations. Anyway, he never has the chance to choke Malfoy. will let go.

However, Draco acted as if he didn't hear it, and the expression on his face was the same as that of the house elf who disappeared just now, inexplicably surprised and terrified.

Before Harry could ask anything, this usually aloof colleague had already left his position as if flying, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ron stared at the exit for a while, dumbfounded, before turning his head back to the direction of the conference table, "What's wrong with him..."

It's been a long time, what can make a Malfoy lose his composure?

And Harry felt from the bottom of his heart that it wasn't a good thing.

After leaving the gate of the Ministry of Magic, Draco activated the Portkey. The coordinates were of course his home, the house that could barely be regarded as an ancestral house, which was famous among all British wizards along with the family glory.

He never thought that things would come so suddenly, just like the rumors of this return without warning, they arrived at his home without warning.