[HP] End of Death

Malfoy Manor.

The sky was covered with overcast clouds, and the black and cold wind blew the dense thick leaves, blowing them into a school of deep-sea fishes shining with cold light.And the hall was also shrouded in dullness, everyone sat quietly around the table, not daring to say a word.

The man sitting in the middle coldly glanced at the crowd below, his blood red eyes were like a griffin.He put his hands together and propped his chin, as if he felt that the fear and silence brewing in the air were enough, and said, "The Hogwarts train returned to King's Cross Station today, and there were only a group of members of the Order of the Phoenix on board. Lu Xiu Si, your son is up there."

All eyes were on the blond man sitting in the corner.His face was paler than ever, with dark circles under the eyelids and prominent cheekbones that gave him a dejected look.Lucius didn't speak, and Narcissa grabbed his hand, her long nails strangled his arm.

"He followed the members of the Order of the Phoenix and went to their gathering place. If they hadn't gained their trust, the Order of the Phoenix would not have let him in at will." Voldemort continued to speak slowly, and the Death Eaters lowered their heads again. He raised his head, not daring to show his anger, "This is the good son you taught, Lucius... Very good, very good, I gave him more than one chance, but he won't change after repeated admonition... What do you think should be done?"

Lucius raised his head. He felt that Narcissa held him tighter. He swallowed and said slowly, "...and listen to the master's arrangement."

As soon as the words fell, the hand holding him suddenly tightened, and then let go.

"I have long noticed that his will is not firm enough, so I have been giving him a chance to reflect. Now it seems that the Order of the Phoenix seized the opportunity first...but I think this may be another opportunity." Voldemort said in a low voice, "This It's the last time, Lucius, the last time... If you can bring your son back, I won't punish you."

Lucius stared at him, his voice trembling imperceptibly: "Master, what is the purpose of calling him back?"

"From him, we can learn how to enter the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and ambush them. Of course, it would be great if you could persuade him to be our spy." Voldemort said lazily.

Lucius' face turned gray again, he hesitated for a while, finally nodded, and stopped talking.

12 Grimmauld Place.

The spacious Black old house still maintains the appearance of the fifth grade summer vacation.A portrait of Mrs. Black hung on the landing, a large carpet embroidered with the Black family arms was spread on the floor, and Kreacher, the house-elf, whimpered around in a dirty apron, doing nothing.

Professor Moody rearranged some magical devices in the entrance to prevent Snape from entering. Sirius, Lupine, Tonks and others gathered in the conference room to discuss the latest situation in the wizarding world, while Ron and Hermione sat In the bedroom on the second floor, he looked troubled.

A few days ago, when they learned that Harry had told Draco all about the Horcruxes, both of them had been in disbelief.

In the eyes of Ron and Hermione, this matter is top-secret information, and even members of the Order of the Phoenix cannot tell it, but Harry actually told Draco in detail - a Death Eater who is not sure whether he is loyal or not , which is simply incomprehensible.

"I don't believe it, Malfoy, did you force it out of him?" Ron asked aloud immediately after listening to Draco's narration.

"Oh, I'm not as stupid as you, Weasley. If I forced you to ask, would I tell you that I knew about it?" Draco sneered unceremoniously, "Also, ha Leigh trusts me very much, he knows everything about me, I think you should change your attitude too."

Ron and Hermione glared at Draco in great annoyance.For some reason, when he said the word "knowing everything without saying anything", they all had the illusion that the children they raised had been snatched away, and there was an urge in their hearts to rush up and beat him up.

But of course they didn't, and had to be patient and discuss the message on the note in the locket with Draco.Ron almost got into a fight with him several times during the period - Hermione stopped her, but she got annoyed herself by the end.

"Malfoy, can you speak properly!"

"I don't understand why Harry would trust a guy like you!"

"Really, but I think Harry has a good eye." Draco said casually, crossing his legs lazily, looking down at the note on the table, "Anyway, since you guys If you have no idea about RAB, then I will take this paper back first."

"Oh, well, I'll discuss it with Ron later." Hermione closed the notebook heavily, and she had already copied the above content into the notebook, so she didn't really care about what he said.

Then for the next three days, they didn't see Draco at the mansion, and they didn't know where he went.Ron asked Lupine and Mad-Eye Moody about this, and they didn't seem to care much, and even told them not to hold too much prejudice against Draco.

"Draco is now one of us, and you are still classmates, it's wrong to hold this attitude." Lupine said calmly.

"But--"

"Okay, if you have time, please clean the small attic upstairs, there seems to be a vixen hidden in it..."

"I don't understand why they would believe Malfoy! And Harry, too, who told him about the Horcruxes so easily—did you see his smug face?" As soon as he left the room, Ron Just complain.They walked up the creaking stairs, gray-green spots falling on the backs and toes of their slippers, and Ron climbed up the wooden wall, only to find that he had touched a handful of dust.

"Hush, take it easy!" Hermione looked around nervously, and whispered after making sure no one had noticed them, "I don't know why they believed him, but there should be a definite reason..."

"Back then they believed Snape said there was a definite reason, but now? Look what he did!" Ron was indignant.

"We've already discussed this issue. I'm also very angry about Ron-Snape, but since we have chosen to accept Malfoy, we should trust him. And I don't think Harry will take this kind of thing Talk nonsense."

"I've been trying to trust him, but look at his attitude! I bet he's just taking this as a joke—"

"No, Ron, he likes Harry—"

"And that's the problem! Who knows if Harry was obsessed with him and told him these things..."

The quarrel ended without any substantive results. In fact, they had argued countless times about Malfoy, and they had never been able to reach an agreement.

But now, Hermione and Ron finally had a major breakthrough in the RAB matter, but found that Malfoy's help might be needed to get the real Horcrux.

"If you ask me, let's go straight to Kreacher's small room and get that locket and destroy it." Ron broke the silence, "Hermione, you care too much about Kreacher's feelings, Horcrux It's much more important than-"

"We have to make it clear to Kreacher, I think he will understand." Hermione was a little uneasy, she kept biting her lower lip, almost biting off the skin on it, "We can't move it casually." thing……"

"If it could understand, it would have given it to us! We explained it for so long that day, and it wouldn't budge." Ron began to imitate the low and weird tone of the house-elf, "'This is what Master Black gave us. How can I give you my things!''I don't believe you, you people who have defiled Black's ancestral house must be trying to trick it away!' In my opinion, it is stubborn, and it is impossible for us to persuasive."

"But we can't do theft, that's wrong!" Hermione still disagreed, "Let's talk about it when Malfoy comes back, I think..."

Ron was about to express his doubts about the feasibility of this proposal when the door of the house opened with a bang, and a person walked in slowly.

Draco's slender figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the hallway.He was wearing a thin white shirt. His pale skin blended with the material of the sleeves, revealing a translucent marble texture.

When he was not speaking, his entire face was expressionless like a gray and white stone statue, and his eyes were sunken in the blue butterfly-shaped shadows, so gloomy and even a little scary.

He glanced at them, poured a glass of water and sat down on the sofa, leaned on the back of the sofa relaxedly, with one hand on the armrest: "What do you want to say to me?"

"Malfoy, where have you been these few days?" Ron couldn't help asking.

"Oh, you're curious?"

"nonsense!"

Draco rubbed his chin, and a disgusting smug smile appeared on his white face: "Of course, you should be curious, after all, I can do some things you can't do, and you don't have this condition..."

"What are you talking about?" Ron frowned.

"Oh... so they didn't tell you?" The smile on his face became more intense, "Of course, but if it were me, I don't want to stay in the house all day with nothing to do—"

"Who says we've got nothing to do? Tell you, Malfoy, we already know who RAB is!"

This time it was Draco who was surprised: "You guys know? Did you make a mistake?"

"of course not!"

"It's like this, Malfoy, actually we need your assistance with our work." Hermione, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally spoke.

Draco raised his eyebrows, but nodded readily: "Tell me, what's your business?"

"Persuade Kreacher."

"what?"

"It's just to persuade Kreacher to give us the locket." Hermione explained, she managed to see Draco's face become a little ugly.

"You want me to persuade the house-elf?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

Draco opened his mouth, and finally replied dryly: "No."