[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

Lucius Malfoy really had no choice.

What choice does he have?

From the moment he was branded with the Dark Mark, he was destined to be irreversible.He is a Death Eater, a Death Eater who seeks power, status and faith.

The glory of pure blood has fallen, the glory is gone, and the depravity will last forever.Lucius once believed that the Dark Lord, a descendant of Slytherin, could lead them out of the astray and regain their glory.He firmly believes in this, but now, he can only regret it.

The offspring of a Squib and a Muggle - that fact was like a slap in the face of Matriarch Malfoy.

Nothing is more difficult to accept than this: he worships a liar, and even, kisses the cape of his robe.

And now, he still has to bow down and call him, "Master."

"It's a pleasure to see you, my sanctimonious friend. You look the same as ever, well-dressed and handsome. But look what I've become. He's an ugly creature compared with you."

"No, no...it's all temporary."

"You lie as much as Le Fay," commented Voldemort. "Of course I don't blame you... vacillation is not a fault."

Lucius lowered his eyes, even breathing became cautious.

"Your son Draco Malfoy is very good at this. He seems to think that Potter is a better choice than the great Black Duke. He thinks that he can cast a spell on Voldemort for a Potter."

"that is because--"

"Because of what?" Voldemort said with a sneer, "Like a son, like a father... I believe it, and of course, it is true... Lucius, Lucius, you think I don't know that I've been in the middle of my life recently? Are you the one Girton is hanging around? You are questioning your master, ah... disloyalty, Malfoy, disloyalty - heartbreaking!"

"Armor protection!" Someone shouted at the moment when the Cruciatus Curse was issued, and a series of four golden armor curses spread in front of Lucius.Voldemort looked around for the source of the sound, and four wand-wielding figures emerged from the darkness.

"You guys!" Morgan Le Fay gasped.Four strange men and women appeared in front of her, their facial features were changing, their height was shortening, and then—the effect of the compound potion disappeared. They were the four students she had met in the secret room.

Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

"Why are you here?!" Lucius looked at his son in surprise, the information given in front of him was too big for him to digest for a while.

"Come here! Come here!" Voldemort screamed at his servant, and Avalon tried to come and hug him, but was thrown by Draco's Impeding Charm before he could get any closer.

"Avada Kedavra!" A green light shot straight towards this side.Rush up to the roof and blow up the old hanging lamp above.Glass slag poured down like rain, and after they escaped, there was no sign of Morgan Le Fay Avalon in the dusty room.

The woman ran away in a hurry without taking anything, including her master.

In the old and dark sofa, a baby-sized bundle was still lying there quietly.On that sarcoma-like body, a black shadow lingered like smoke.

A creepy hiss filled the room as Voldemort called, summoning his closest pet, [Nagini...Nagini! ]

However, there was no response. In fact, the 12-meter-long snake was dead.Died by Draco's hands, a green light simply fell down the huge snake's head.

And now, his master faces the same fate.Although Voldemort in the state of soul and body could not die, the heir to the Malfoy family still did not hesitate to act out of his extreme dislike for Voldemort.

Violent green light flashed past again, like an arrow shot at the filthy lump of meat.

They can't help each other.

Voldemort's frantic roar seemed to be ignored by Draco, and the platinum-blonde boy turned to look at his father, "Let's go back to the manor, father."

No matter how much shock he felt in his heart, no matter how much doubt filled his heart, Lucius restrained himself.He nodded to his son, took out the portkey, and brought the four of them back.

In the late night of the dewy Malfoy Manor, a few owls flew across the night sky quickly, and after a while, the fire in the fireplace in the hall was burning.First Dumbledore and Snape, followed by Sirius and Remus.

The disappearance of the four of them was like a piece of paper that couldn't contain the flames, and the truth was revealed little by little under the "torture to extract confessions" from several parents.

They left Hogsmeade, they met... the Dark Lord.

"Harry!" The dog godfather couldn't take it anymore when he heard this, and gave Harry a hug after being absolutely sure that his dear godson was fine.

"It's fine as long as it's fine." Sirius said, nothing is more important than seeing Harry safe and sound.

But apparently the Potions Master didn't think so at all.

"Would someone please tell me where the poor professor went after they disappeared from Hogsmeade. I can't imagine what it is that attracts you little trolls to go on this long journey? Hurry up To die before the Dark Lord?"

"Snotlite! Shut up!" Sirius yelled at him.

Snape's mouth curled up, "You are the one who should shut up, stupid dog?" He sneered, "Potter died 12 years ago because of your mistake, and 12 years later you have to because of your mistake , did your lax discipline send Potter's son down the same path? I really overestimated you, stupid Blake, don't you know—"

Snape's words were interrupted by a galloping spell, and he dodged in embarrassment.As soon as he stabilized his body, he fought back unceremoniously.

"You think you're very good?! If you didn't reveal the prophecy, how could it cause Lily's death!" There are not too many people who know about the prophecy, but coincidentally, Sirius is one of them.

He had guessed when Dumbledore told James and Lily to hide, that the old headmaster knew who had leaked the prophecy, but he didn't want to reveal it, especially in front of Lily - who else but Snape?

And this time, it was confirmed.

Snape was stepping on a sore foot and was telling Black to shut up.Lily's death has always been a scar in Snape's heart, and that beautiful woman is like the only light left in his unrememberable life.Countless times, self-blame and guilt tormented his heart, and even, he hoped to use the hatred in Harry Potter's eyes to ease the suffering a little.

So despicable, and so humble.

But in essence, it is so similar to Sirius Black.

They both knew what the other was thinking, and Sirius knew Snape's pain as Snape knew Sirius'.Compared to him, this stupid dog is just another way: the same from Harry Potter, only he is counting on Harry's kindness, which makes him feel that he is being forgiven.

The fight between the two men was going on in the hall of Malfoy's house, countless decorations were blown to pieces, but no one cared about it except the house elf who kept banging his head against the wall.

To be honest, everyone was very tired, especially Lucius, who was exhausted in his heart after going through this scene.

He thought of what the Savior said to him before this, "Countless great men have discussed the topics of life and death, time and space, but few people can really understand them-and fortunately, I did, because An accident, I brought them back." Although it was not stated explicitly, it was already obvious.Knowing everything, Lucius knows he's spied an unfathomable answer: They, including his own son, come from the future.

What does the future look like?What direction?What ending?Lucius didn't dare to ask, and was smart enough not to ask too much.This world has its established laws, and it would not be a good thing to leak the secrets.All he needed to know was that Draco was still his son.

Patriarch Malfoy, who had figured it out, heaved a sigh of relief, and finally had the strength to turn his attention elsewhere.

He stood up and motioned to his son with his eyes.The father and son walked towards Malfoy's study together in a tacit agreement without speaking.

"Xiaolong." Lucius looked complicated, "If what Potter said is true, then it's time to tell you something." He avoided the important and took the matter lightly. Things tonight are rotten in the stomach.

"You may not know, some... history about the Malfoy family." Lucius sat down at the table, and he said softly, "About those pasts that we tried our best to hide."

The ancestor of the Malfoy family, Armand Malfoy, once came to Great Britain with the Norman invading army William the Great.He obtained a fief in Wiltshire by providing magical help, which is now Malfoy Manor.

In fact, the Malfoy family is not as pure as they say, because for centuries, they have had close contacts with Muggles and even intermarried for power and wealth.

After the passage of the Wizarding Secrecy Act, the Malfoy family changed their attitude drastically, denying the past and wooing the powerful.And for this, until today, they have gained enough financial resources to control the Ministry of Magic regime.

"I still hate Muggles, but I can't deny the fact that the Malfoys benefit from them. I also insist that Malfoy is a noble blood, and the pure-blood union of several worlds has washed away the thin stain-even if It was centuries ago that the Malfoys were also connected with the noble blood of the Muggles. Of course, my son, I am not telling you this to express a personal opinion, I just want you to understand that people in our family have always been They all know how to protect themselves wisely, and always know to leave a way out for themselves. I hope you can do the same, even though your experience with Potter and the others is so extraordinary, but I am not very optimistic about Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix."

"I won't, Father." Draco's gray-blue eyes unreservedly showed his firm emotion, "Whether we used to be biased towards Muggles because of interests, but from the moment I was born I have already accepted the pure-blood education from the Malfoy family. It is impossible for me to join the Order of the Phoenix, and if so, there is only one possibility—" He stopped and looked to the side, where a black-haired and blue-eyed boy suddenly appeared in the study .

"Acknowledging the primacy of pure blood," said Harry, sighing. "I'm not eavesdropping."

"Come on, Harry." Draco guessed him. "Who are you."

"Listen openly."

The savior's sly smile made Lucius mock, "Harry Potter, your etiquette should be remade."

"Thank you, I think this is a good suggestion." Harry was completely unaffected, and he brought the topic back to the point just now, "Someone once told me that nobility comes from the heart, and a wizard's strength depends on his A strong will in the heart. Pure blood, it is undeniable that they have an advantage in the inheritance of power, but at the same time, some Muggle-born wizards are not much worse."

"Granger is an exception."

"Of course," agreed Harry, "I've never seen a dominant Muggle-born wizard other than Hermione. But also—" he retorted, "pure-bloods aren't all that accidental either, let's say Prime example, Voldemort's mother—"

"Potter!" Lucius warned.

"I'll pay attention next time," Harry said kindly, "but we have to get used to looking him in the face, too?"

Lucius nodded incredulously. He agreed with Potter's statement, but he also questioned another point, "It seems that our savior is a hopeless Muggle protector?"

"How is that possible!" Unexpectedly, Harry denied it. "I admit that I don't hate them, and I even admire some of them - but that doesn't mean I'm willing to be close to them. There's a reason for the passage of the Secrecy Act. Wizards and Muggles don't There should be too much intersection, and likewise, it shouldn't be protection. The power of Muggles is enough for us to admire, if we don't face them squarely, we will have to stumble sooner or later."

"I never knew you thought like that." Draco raised his eyebrows playfully, beckoning the green-eyed boy to continue.Indeed, contact between wizards and Muggles is inevitable, whether you support the blood argument or not.It is precisely because of this that there are two differences in the attitude towards Muggles.Might doesn't work, and Voldemort's failures proved it well.But there are also problems with Dumbledore's protection theory. Even Draco has to admit that some Muggles are not weak.

"Actually, isn't it good as it is now? The law serves a small number of people. Pure blood dominates the political power, and it is profitable, while most half-blood or Muggle-born wizards—" Harry blinked, "they think they It is equal, and it is true if you don't look into it."

"Cunning, Potter." Lucius hissed, "I really wonder if you went to the wrong house."

"The Sorting Hat can't make a mistake, although it thinks I have the essence of Slytherin." Harry smirked, and Lucius frowned at the same expression as his son.

"Then, Mr. Potter." Lucius pointed out sharply, "Why do you convince me that a third-year student can bring us the benefits we need? Even though I have to admit that you are indeed somewhat... extraordinary."

"Benefits? No, no, no, I'm not good at this thing at all." Harry's words made Patriarch Malfoy raise his eyebrows suspiciously. Given the savior's performance, it was really hard to be convincing.

"I can't guarantee anything." Harry said softly, "but one thing, if that day really comes, I will try my best to provide asylum, no matter who you used to be or what your status is - I will do what I said .”

Slytherins believe that seeing is believing, but strangely, the words of the Savior are full of convincing power.As if from the moment he spoke, an unbreakable contract was formed between them.Lucius had to believe, "You promise." He looked into the green eyes of the savior.

Harry's eyes brightened.

"I promise."

The author has something to say:

Originally, the four-digit number of the young master was intentional, but suddenly the scumbag author felt that the idea could be written in another article (if I would write Deha again), so, it is possible that I will read it again in the fourth or fifth volume. Find an opportunity to fully wake up the young master.

In the current state, the young master teased Xiaoha badly, Xiaoha gritted his teeth

The state after waking up is the young master gently teasing Xiaoha, Xiaoha's face is red

O(∩_∩)O haha~, I did it entirely to satisfy my personal interest so that the young master didn’t remember all of them at once~~

Thank you Xi Xiaolu for mine~~~ touched! o(*≧▽≦*)mThank you for your support, come, ╭(╯3╰)╮

Finally, I have to go home for a few days, so I will catch the train later. I can’t reply to your comments in time. I will reply to you when I go back to school.

ps: I have an idea to make Harry the object of allegiance for other people, do you guys like it?