[HP] just lover

The clerk introduced by the therapist Mason to the potion shop was Elena Hope. Elena was a diligent girl. Not only was she very eloquent, she was also very talented in potions. Bills for the day are mailed to Mason Therapist and Vanessa each evening.

"Vanessa, you are such a genius." The therapist Mason said happily to Vanessa with yesterday's bill in his hand, "If the current sales continue, I will be able to complete the purchase in less than three months." The goal of building a big house!"

Vanessa covered Miss Aisha with a quilt, raised her head and said, "That's great, please be sure to invite me to be a guest after you move."

Therapist Mason smiled and said, "That's a must, Vanessa, you don't need to tell me, I will definitely be the first to invite you, and we will be life and death friends from now on."

The corners of Vanessa's mouth curved, although she was smiling, it wasn't that easy.

Vanessa hadn't been to Malfoy Manor the night Narcissa wrote her letter.

She probably knew what Vanessa was thinking, so she didn't send any more letters.

In the past few days, although Vanessa has been living and working as usual, she has always been uneasy in her heart. She doesn't think she made a wrong choice, but she is inexplicably full of guilt.

As Valentine's Day approached, something happened.

Vanessa was about the last one to know.

It was about Dumbledore and Lucius, and about... the Dark Lord.

Lucius received accurate information that the Dark Lord had left England alone, not sure where he was going.He wanted to take this opportunity to make some other arrangements, but received a message from Dumbledore using the Patronus.

When Lucius rushed to the scene according to the location mentioned in Dumbledore's letter, the old headmaster was waiting for him standing in front of the ruins.

This is a hillside densely covered with woods near the city of Little Hangleton. The ruins on the hillside are actually a house. Compared with Malfoy Manor, this house is not even as good as a utility room.

"Lucius." Dumbledore was wearing a plain wizard robe, holding an ancient and powerful magic wand in his hand.His deep eyes looked through the half-moon-shaped glasses at Patriarch Malfoy who rushed here soon. The latter was wearing a black wizard robe, the corners of which were dotted with shining gemstones. He took a few steps forward, Standing in front of the old principal.

"Dumbledore, what did you call me here for?"

He frowned and stared at the dilapidated house in front of him, as if just looking at it was enough to defile him.

Dumbledore smiled gently and said, "I feel the same dark magic atmosphere as in Ravenclaw's crown."

Lucius' gray-blue eyes were fixed, and he clenched his cane tightly and said in disgust, "You don't intend to go in, do you?" His tone and expression seemed quite repulsive.

"I know this place is a bit..." Dumbledore blinked and said, "It doesn't suit your identity. If you don't plan to go in with me, you can wait for me outside."

Inside Lucius' black wizard robe was a white stand-up collar shirt, and a snake-shaped magic button inlaid with black gemstones neatly fastened his neckline.He has a slender neck, elegant posture, and exudes a noble temperament from the inside out—it seems that such a wizard should really not walk into that dirty house that is about to collapse at any time.

But Lucius thought for a moment before decisively saying, "I'll go in with you."

Dumbledore seemed to have expected it a long time ago, made a "please" gesture, and walked into the house one after the other with Lucius.

When entering the door, Lucius noticed that there was an S-shaped dead snake nailed to the door of this hut, he paused, and continued walking in as if nothing had happened.

"This is the house of the Gaunt family."

Walking into the ruins, Dumbledore stretched out his wand and flashed fluorescent light, and introduced to Lucius: "Even if I don't tell you, you probably know that Gaunt is the last bloodline of Salazar Slytherin."

Lucius kept moving forward: "I don't know." He directly denied.

Dumbledore smiled and didn't mind. He looked towards the three doors not far away, which was the entire area of ​​the house.

Lucius stood on the filthy floor of the hall of the house, and said patiently, "There are three rooms here, where are the things you are talking about?"

Dumbledore thought for a while, and said after a while: "I think Tom left me a puzzle."

Lucius would rather call him Voldemort, the Dark Lord, than hear "Tom", and he would get goosebumps every time he heard it.

"Don't be secretive, tell me what you have to say, I don't have much time." Lucius urged impatiently.

Dumbledore looked at his former students with disapproval: "Lucius, you should be more calm, do you have any other important things to do today?"

Lucius thought of something, but didn't say it, and said directly: "Tell me what puzzle that person left behind."

Dumbledore didn't hesitate any longer, he raised his wand lightly, and a spell came out from the old wand, and soon, a step away in front of them, black smoke rose up, forming a snake shape, straight towards Lucius And Dumbledore strikes.

Lucius quickly moved away, Dumbledore also ducked aside, and then said a spell, the wand shot a white light, and the black snake disappeared.

"It should be more than that." Lucius also took out his wand and looked around vigilantly.

Dumbledore nodded. Voldemort has set up many barriers here, but for the greatest white wizard and Malfoy master of this century, although it is a bit difficult to handle, it is not impossible to crack.

When they wasted a long time and finally went through hardships and stood in the corner of a room, Dumbledore finally nodded and said, "It should be here."

Lucius stroked his arm lightly, always feeling that the Dark Mark was burning.

He glanced at Dumbledore: "Then what are you waiting for?"

... The greatest white wizard in this world was stunned for a rare moment, and soon he sighed helplessly, swung his wand himself, and smashed the wooden floor under his feet.

After the wooden floor shattered, a golden box appeared in front of the two of them. Dumbledore and Lucius squatted down together and reached out to take the box out of the floor.After removing the Dark Lord's protection from the box, Dumbledore slowly opened it.

Inside the box was a ring quietly inlaid with a polygonal black gemstone. A matrix shape could be vaguely seen in the center of the gemstone. Lucius was still observing, but Dumbledore's expression changed, and he moved the ring almost uncontrollably. Wear it on your hand.

"Dumbledore!"

Lucius exclaimed, seeing that Dumbledore's hand was attacked by the black curse and turned into a scorched black brown.

"You're crazy!" Lucius chanted a spell quickly, took the ring off Dumbledore's hand and threw it aside, supported the crumbling old headmaster and said, "Why are you wearing that ring? You know better than anyone else It has a problem!"

Dumbledore leaned in Lucius' arms, his eyes still fixed on the ring that rolled to the ground. After a long time, he gradually regained his sanity, stood up reluctantly and said, "...there is the resurrection stone on it."

Lucius let him go: "So what."

Dumbledore fell silent, bad memories eroded his brain, and he said after a long time: "I couldn't resist the temptation."

Lucius couldn't help ridiculing: "Have you started to be afraid of death at this age?"

Dumbledore smiled weakly and said, "I'm not afraid of death, but I have people who want to be resurrected."

Lucius stared at him with gray-blue eyes, but Dumbledore only showed his fragility for a moment, and quickly picked up the ring with the Levitation Charm.

This time he took the ring very carefully.

"Thank you, Lucius, if it weren't for you, the matter would not have ended so easily."

Dumbledore brushed his wounded hand pointedly.

Lucius said coldly, "Are you planning to go back to Hogwarts like this?"

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Oh, I think so, maybe Bobby can help me relieve the damage caused by the black magic on the ring."

"I don't think Madam Pomfrey has such a superb ability to break spells." Lucius said in a cold tone, "If she could, she wouldn't stay in the medical wing as a school doctor."

Dumbledore sighed, "Don't worry, Lucius, I'll figure out a way, and it doesn't matter if I can't." He said indifferently, "You don't have to worry too much about this."

"I don't care, don't think about it so much." Lucius said coldly, "I'd like to see you suffer a little bit. If the Dark Lord knows that he made you suffer unintentionally, he will be very happy."

Dumbledore wanted to smile, but he couldn't support his body. He couldn't go to St. Mungo's now. The damage caused by the Horcruxes can be great or small. Now is not the time to startle the snake. Going to St. Mungo's is too high-profile.

"I'll take you somewhere, hold my hand." Lucius made a quick decision.

Dumbledore slowly took his arm: "I think I know where you are taking me."

Lucius remained silent. In the next second, the space was distorted. Vanessa, who had just got off work, saw two big living people appearing in the living room of her house.

It was Lucius and Dumbledore.

"What happened?" Out of professional sensitivity, Vanessa immediately noticed something was wrong with Dumbledore, and she quickly stepped forward, "Principal Dumbledore? What's wrong with your hand?"

As she spoke, she had already drawn out her wand, and the long and graceful spell flowed from her lips and teeth, which was pleasant and reassuring.

Dumbledore now needed Lucius' support to stabilize his body. As Vanessa chanted the spell, he felt the cold breath that had invaded his body fade away and gradually concentrated on his hands.

"Sit down first." Vanessa was already covered in cold sweat when she finished chanting the mantra, and she said with a pale face, "Just sit on the chair over there."

Lucius immediately helped Dumbledore to the chair as she said, and Vanessa looked into Dumbledore's eyes and said, "Mr. Principal, it may be a little painful for a while, please bear with it."

Dumbledore nodded weakly, Vanessa didn't hesitate any longer, bent slightly, and started chanting the spell again.

This is the first time Lucius has watched Vanessa treat others so intuitively.

She is really a very good therapist. She is not yet 20 years old, but she is better than the soon-to-retire Mason therapist in many aspects. The great white wizard did not waver for a moment.

A long time passed, and when Dumbledore finally relaxed a little, it was almost late at night.

"I can only do this." Vanessa's lips were bloodless, "My magic power can't last, maybe I can contact Mason therapist, but I'm not sure if he can give a better treatment plan .”

Dumbledore is already much better now. He was at the end of his strength when he arrived here, and he has been barely holding on. Fortunately, Vanessa has rich experience and decisive judgment, otherwise the result may be even worse.

Speaking of which, I have to thank Voldemort. If he hadn't sent so many half-blood and hemp-seeded wizards to St. Mungo's, Vanessa wouldn't have had so many opportunities to exercise.

"No, Vanessa, thank you, this is already very good." Dumbledore looked at the traces of black magic that were suppressed by the healing spell and did not spread, and said with a smile, "You have done it for me." Gained a lot of time."

Vanessa was not happy at all: "I can't agree with your so-called 'very much time', your current situation is not optimistic, if you don't handle it properly, you may die at any time. I must find Mason therapist immediately. "

Lucius, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but said, "So serious?"

Vanessa finally took a look at him, pursed her lips and said, "Yes, it's serious." She didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately disapparated away, but in the blink of an eye, she came back grabbing a middle-aged man.

"I brought people back." Vanessa said, "Healer Mason, Principal Dumbledore has been attacked by a black curse, please take a look for him."

Therapist Mason was already asleep, but was dragged here directly from the bed by Vanessa. He was at a loss for a while, and then he came back to his senses and exclaimed.

"How did you do this, old man!" Mason rushed to Dumbledore, checked him, and said with a pale face, "This... I have never seen such a ferocious black magic, I can only Give it a try." He recalled, "I saw a spell in an old medical book a while ago, but I must say I'm not familiar with it, and I'm not sure if it will work, Albus, you're willing to take the risk ?"

Naturally, Dumbledore would not refuse, he nodded and said, "Please don't stress, Mason, just try it boldly."

Healer Mason still had a nightcap on his head, which was kind of funny, but when he started chanting, it didn't feel that way anymore.

Serious people always have extraordinary charm, and it was also when Vanessa treated Dumbledore just now.

Lucius glanced at her indiscriminately. She was standing on the other side of Dumbledore, with her head bowed, her blond hair falling from her shoulders, covering half of her face.Lucius slowly withdrew his gaze, looked elsewhere, and told himself not to think about things that shouldn't be.

Treatment continued until the early hours of the morning.

When Mason's healer was also exhausted, Dumbledore's hands finally looked a little better.

"I tried my best." Mason therapist said, "Albus, next you need to use your own magic power and will to fight against it. Let's think about the best, if we keep healing, maybe it won't last for ten or decades. attack."

Vanessa couldn't help but pour cold water: "If you think about it badly, maybe it will happen in a few years or even a year."

Mason looked at her disapprovingly, she closed her eyes, swayed and nearly fell, but Lucius was beside her and immediately supported her.

"...Thank you." Vanessa thanked and planned to send Mason's healer back, but before she could act, Dumbledore cast a spell at Mason.

It is all forgotten.

Vanessa looked at Dumbledore, eyes full of puzzlement, Dumbledore said calmly: "Now you can send him back, Vanessa, please forgive my behavior - I can't let this matter be dismissed by the fourth I personally know that this concerns the safety of you and Lucius."

Vanessa glanced at the man with platinum blonde hair behind her, said nothing, and sent the therapist Mason back the same way.

When she returned to her home again, Dumbledore had already sat in the reception area with Lucius.

On the table there was a black ring.

"Is it the culprit?" she asked, stepping up to him.

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, Vanessa. Let me introduce you. I think this should be the resurrection stone ring left by Marvolo Gaunt."

Vanessa followed him by saying, "Is it one of the Dark Lord's Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore smiled. "You're so clever, boy, it's obvious that it is."

"You still wear it even though you know it's a Horcrux. Should I praise you for being a Gryffindor, Headmaster Dumbledore?" Lucius sarcastically, which made Vanessa almost understand It happened.

"The Resurrection Stone..." Vanessa whispered, "Can it resurrect the dead?"

This time Dumbledore was silent for a long time before he said, "Maybe. But I think it might just be a moment to let the dead return."

Vanessa curled her lips meaninglessly, and said softly, "Then I can understand you, principal. If it were me, I would also be tempted by this ring."

Lucius frowned at her, but Vanessa didn't return his gaze, staring at the ring and said, "If there is a chance..." She hoped that she could truly apologize to her mother instead of facing a portrait.

"Let's change the subject." Lucius interrupted Vanessa's unrealistic association and said coldly, "What are you going to do with this ring?" He was asking Dumbledore.

Dumbledore stood up slowly and asked them, "Can I go somewhere with me?"

"Where are you going?" Vanessa asked.

To... the Hogwarts headmaster's office, of course.

Vanessa came to this place again and still found it amazing.

You know, in the past seven years of her student career, she never had the chance to visit the principal's office, but came here again and again after graduation.

"You are welcome, sit wherever you want."

Dumbledore entertained them warmly. He put the ring on the table and prepared hot cocoa and milk for them. Vanessa chose milk, which should not be very sweet. Lucius only had hot cocoa, which was embarrassing I took a quick look and didn't take it.

"Albus, there is something wrong with you." The portrait on the wall belonging to the former principal Phineas Nigellus has just come to life. "I have never seen you so haggard in all these years."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Just a little sleepy, Phineas, don't worry."

"What are you doing?" Phineas exclaimed. "Oh, how many years have I seen Gryffindor's sword leave the box? Merlin, what are you going to do with it?"

"Do what needs to be done."

Dumbledore walked to the table with the sword, and split the resurrection stone ring in front of Vanessa, Lucius and the portrait.

A huge black mist rose up, and it seemed that someone was struggling angrily in the black mist. Lucius watched with wide eyes. After the black mist disappeared, the ring returned to its normal appearance.

Lucius opened and closed his thin lips, and said without a word: "If you do this, the Dark Lord will definitely notice."

Sure enough, not long after the ring was destroyed, Lucius' right arm began to ache, thin sweat dripped from his forehead, and he could almost imagine the punishment he would receive.

Although Voldemort doesn't necessarily know that this matter is related to him, the irrational Dark Lord doesn't care who has anything to do with it, he will use him to vent his anger.

"Don't worry, Lucius." Dumbledore reassured him, "We are very careful along the way, he won't find out that this matter is related to you."

Lucius said coldly: "Do you think he will analyze this matter rationally? Why don't you destroy it without discussing it with me? Don't you think this will scare the snake and make the Dark Lord take precautions? What if he puts All the horcruxes are concentrated, and it will be difficult for us to find opportunities to get them. Once this happens, we can’t catch him all at once, what are you doing, has black magic swallowed your brain?"

Being ridiculed by Lucius, Dumbledore was still calm. He looked at him and said, "I know exactly what I'm doing, Lucius, and I'm helping you."

"Help me?" Lucius said with an ugly expression, "I don't think so."

Vanessa shook Lucius' hand subconsciously, which was a completely instinctive behavior. After doing so, she was also stunned, and quickly retracted, pretending that nothing happened.

But that alone was enough for Lucius to calm down and listen to Dumbledore's explanation.

"He won't concentrate the Horcruxes, Lucius." Dumbledore stood behind the table, still holding the Gryffindor sword in his hand. "If he was going to do it, he would have done it in the first place, but He won't, because it's too dangerous. All Horcruxes put together, if there is a little problem, they will all be wiped out. If he did, believe me, it would be better for us."

"Really." Lucius still didn't take it seriously.

Dumbledore continued: "I know Tom, trust my judgment, Lucius. You go to see him now, and he will definitely check the diary stored with you. You just need to pretend that you don't know anything, and then tell him He shows that the diary is solid under your protection, and he makes the choices we expect."

Lucius still did not dare to jump to conclusions, Dumbledore continued: "The diary will become your talisman, Lucius." He said very gently, "I know, you have had a bad life under his hands recently. Good. He often loses his mind and punishes his men, doesn't he?"

"It seems that besides me, you have other spies among the Death Eaters." Lucius looked cold and even a little defensive. He didn't really want Vanessa to know how he spent these days. Afraid that she was worried, but also afraid that she would not be worried, he was extremely contradictory.

"I always have to plan ahead." Dumbledore whispered, "The splitting of the soul made Tom stubborn, suspicious, and irritable. It also made him easy to understand and easier to deal with. Next, I will destroy them one by one. Known Horcruxes, he will be very angry and very scared, and you, Lucius, as long as you ensure that the diary in your hand is intact, he will transfer his doubts to other people and no longer doubt you. You can use this to regain his trust and get through this crisis."

"How to transfer it to someone else? He knows all the Horcruxes you got." Lucius said quickly.

Vanessa also looked at Dumbledore, she always felt that things would not be that simple.

Sure enough, Dumbledore laughed and said inscrutablely, "Think about it, Lucius, since he can give you some of the Horcruxes for storage, why can't he give them to others?"

Lucius was stunned and looked at him in surprise, Dumbledore continued: "Who else does he trust? Lucius? Think about it."

Lucius was silent for a long time this time, before uttering a sentence in front of Vanessa and Dumbledore: "Mr. Trix Lestrange."

Dumbledore's smile deepened: "Then we know who he should suspect next."

Vanessa was silent for a while, and said, "You mean, Mrs. Lestrange probably also keeps a Horcrux?"

Dumbledore cast an expectant look at Lucius, and Lucius said speechlessly, "It's me again?"

"I remember that Mrs. Lestrange is Mrs. Malfoy's sister." Dumbledore said, "The two sisters always whisper something? For example, how much the Dark Lord trusted her sister, what did he entrust to her?" baby--"

Vanessa looked at Lucius, and Lucius stood there, obviously very angry.

"You really do everything you can to use people." Lucius gritted his teeth, "I have to admire you, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore must not have thought about this matter for a day or two, otherwise he would not have thought of such a series of plans, Lucius glanced at Vanessa quickly, and left the Hogwarts headmaster's office through the fireplace.

Obviously, he had gone to see the Dark Lord.

"Will he... be punished?" Vanessa couldn't help but asked, "I mean, when I went to meet the Dark Lord this time."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment and said: "Maybe. I can't give a definite answer, Vanessa. But I can assure you that Lucius will be safe in the end."

This safety certainly does not mean that the body will not be injured, but that life will not be threatened.

This is probably the best result. How can it be possible to not get hurt if you want to do that.

"Need to forget all about me?" Vanessa asked Dumbledore. "I seem to know too much."

Dumbledore answered quickly this time: "Of course not, Vanessa, didn't Lucius teach you Occlumency? Even I can't find anything in your mind, and I'm sure Tom can't either. And, When I was still hesitating, you had already confirmed for us that Tom made a Horcrux, you are a smart girl, I even need you to heal my hand injury, of course I will not forget everything about you."

"The Mason therapist is more suitable than me..."

"He didn't know anything from the beginning, so he doesn't need to know any more."

Vanessa got it.

Compared with the Mason therapist who stayed out of the matter from beginning to end and took care of his family, Vanessa obviously agreed with Dumbledore's needs more.

By the time she said goodbye to Dumbledore, left Hogwarts, and returned to her own home, it was time to go to work.

Standing in front of the window, imagining the scene of Lucius facing the Dark Lord, Vanessa couldn't calm down.

In fact, Lucius' situation is better than they imagined.

The Dark Lord was furious, but he still had the arrogance to think that anyone, especially Lucius, could find out that he had made Horcruxes.

In the past, he would never be so conceited, but Voldemort, who has split his soul several times, is no longer what he used to be. Now he doesn't look down on his servants at all. He calls them family and friends, but in fact , what he loves the most is always the victorious and eternal self.

"Lucius, you're too late."

Voldemort probably had a round of anger. Several core members of the Death Eaters were shaking, and Rodolphs was still lying on the floor.

Lucius stood on the periphery and gave an impeccable reason: "His Royal Highness, during your absence, there are always people from the Order of the Phoenix harassing and monitoring me beyond their means, and I will never let them spy on you. rallies, so it took a little while to get rid of them."

Voldemort walked up to him slowly, his wizard robes so long that they stretched to the floor that he looked almost floating.

Lucius stood there without changing his expression. Voldemort looked at him for a long time, then raised his hand and said, "You've done a good job. If you can bring their dead bodies to me next time, I'll do it better. happy."

Lucius lowered his head slightly and said, "Follow your orders, my lord."

The Dark Lord's good temper and rationality did not last long, and another Cruciatus Curse was thrown on Rodolphus, who just stood up and fell down again.Standing aside, Bellatrix was not only not worried or distressed, but also a little indescribably excited.

"I'm very angry." The Dark Lord said suppressing his anger, "Why did I just leave for such a short time, and then another accident happened?" He didn't explain what happened, but just glanced at the people present one by one, Tried to read it in their faces, but there was nothing but fear and awe.

"I want to know what's unusual in London's wizarding world during the time I've been away." The Dark Lord apparated to a chair and sat down, holding back his anger, "Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix, they Is there any suspicious activity?"

Lucius glanced at Bellatrix quickly. She frowned and said nothing. It seemed that she didn't notice anything wrong.

Lucius quickly retracted his gaze and said to Voldemort: "Your Highness, the Duke of Darkness, I think they may have obtained a list of high-level Death Eaters from some people. Recently, Wiltshire has always seen those annoying flies, which are more common than in the past. A lot."

Voldemort narrowed his red vertical pupils, nodded after a while, and then looked at the others: "What about you?"

The others stood there silently. They really didn't know anything and couldn't say anything, as if the air was frozen by this silence.

"Very good, a bunch of trash." The Dark Lord stood up abruptly. He seemed to be trying his best to restrain his sadistic desire, his gaze passed over Bella's frank and puzzled face, and finally fell on Lucius.

"You can go first, Lucius stays."

Lucius was not surprised by this result. Some time ago about the heir, he lost most of the trust with the Dark Lord. Now he doesn't doubt that Bella suspects him is normal.

From the way Voldemort looked at Bella first, and then at him, it is not difficult to judge that Dumbledore's hypothesis may be true.

There's a good chance that Bellatrix also holds one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.

When he was the only one left in the empty and dark room, Lucius' breathing rate changed slightly.

Although I was mentally prepared, Cruciatus was really not a comfortable spell. It made sense that it belonged to the Unforgivable Curse. I couldn't get used to the feeling of being hit by the Cruciatus Curse many times.

"Lucius, what about the things I entrusted to you for safekeeping?" Voldemort walked up to him, looking into his eyes.

Lucius replied quickly: "I keep it in the study of Malfoy Manor. Please rest assured that it is safe. Malfoy Manor is not a place where everyone can go. It is protected by many ancient protective spells. And my No one is allowed to enter the study room except myself, not even my wife."

Voldemort was silent for a while and said, "Take me to see."

He must be going to check, and he can rest assured only when he sees that he is safe and sound.

Lucius nodded without hesitation, and went with Voldemort to his home.

Looking at Voldemort who suddenly appeared at home, Narcissa panicked for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure and said respectfully, "My lord, I didn't know you were going to visit. I didn't prepare anything. It's really rude."

Voldemort didn't even look at her, and said with a stern and terrifying face, "Lead the way." The words were addressed to Lucius.

Lucius immediately took him to the study room, quickly found the diary, and handed it to him intact.

Voldemort held his diary in his hand and observed it casually for a long time. While Lucius was thinking about whether he would take it or keep it, Voldemort made the choice mentioned by Dumbledore.

"Very well, Lucius, you didn't disappoint me." The Dark Lord glanced at Lucius' study room, handed the diary back to him and said, "It's safe here, isn't it?"

Lucius said confidently and calmly: "Even if Dumbledore came in person, there is no way to take it away from here."

The Dark Lord nodded in satisfaction, played with the wand in his hand, pondered for a moment and said: "This is my last trust in you, Lucius, I hope you cherish it well, after you disobey my order."

Lucius had to explain: "Your Highness, the Duke of Darkness, I have never thought of disobeying your orders. I have been doing my best to fulfill your entrustment, and I will never let you down. As for the things you entrusted to me for safekeeping, I would like to You promise, even if I die, I won't let it be taken away."

Voldemort didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he didn't say much, and directly Apparated in front of Lucius.

Malfoy Manor has protective magic that prohibits apparation.

But that didn't seem to work for Voldemort.

Lucius stood where he was, looking at the diary in his hand, knowing that he had to follow Dumbledore's arrangement.

Narcissa waited downstairs for a long time before seeing her husband walking down slowly.

"He's gone?" she asked, standing up.

Lucius nodded, with a hint of confusion on his handsome face, he pretended to be puzzled and said, "He seems to have encountered something and felt very disturbed, and checked the things that were once entrusted to me for protection."

Narcissa was stunned, and Lucius continued: "Have you been in contact with Bella recently? I hope you can learn from her what's going on. You don't want us to be passive all the time, do you?"

Narcissa was silent for a long time before saying: "What do you want me to do, just say it directly."

Lucius laughed, and said almost very gently, "I wonder if the Dark Lord gave Bella the same thing as me. You should know very well that the Dark Lord can't trust me enough because of the heir." .I hope that I can learn something from your trusted sister that I can't know now, so that I can determine the next step to regain his trust in the Malfoy family."

He spoke so bluntly that it was difficult for Narcissa to pretend not to understand, she said directly: "You want me to ask her directly, does she keep anything?"

"Of course not. I'm sure you can get her to tell you what we want to know without her noticing."

"Lucius, are you doing something that I don't know about?" Narcissa was keenly aware that something was wrong.

"I'm just protecting this family." Lucius said indifferently, "As for whether you want to help me, you decide for yourself."

After speaking, he turned and left. Narcissa looked at his back. In fact, she vaguely noticed something unusual, but felt that she was far away from the real answer.

At noon a few days later, Narcissa met her sister at Lestrange's house.

She sat drinking tea and asked her, "Where's Rodolphus?"

Bella didn't care and said, "Oh, he, he is recuperating."

"Healing?" Narcissa was a little puzzled.

"Yes, he angered the Duke of Darkness, at the rally a few days ago." Bella said disdainfully, "If you want me to say, he should just stand upright, don't say anything, and give him every time." I'm ashamed."

Narcissa does not agree with her sister's attitude towards her brother-in-law, but the triangular relationship between the Lestrange couple and the Duke of Darkness feels confusing even to her own sister, so it is not easy to comment.

"I heard Lucius mention this." Narcissa said this, which aroused Bella's interest. In fact, she was also very curious about what Voldemort said to Lucius alone late at night, and Narcissa came to see him off. on her door.

"What did he tell you?" Bella asked urgently.

Narcissa observed her for a while and said casually: "It's nothing, it's just that the Duke of Darkness trusts him more." She implicitly hinted, "He said that he is probably the person that the lord trusts the most at present, and he is proud of it. "

Bella's expression changed strangely, and she smiled sinisterly: "Cissy, I have to say, your husband is too confident." She snorted and said, "The person the Dark Lord trusts most is me, there is no one more confident than me." I know him better." Bella seemed to be caught in some memory, paranoid and excited, but her voice was low, "He entrusted his most important things to me, I am the closest person in this world His people, our relationship is different..."

Narcissa lowered her eyes, hiding the thought and understanding in her eyes.

She thought, she had the answer Lucius wanted.

The author has something to say: According to my update speed and quantity, it will probably be over before the end of the month

I didn’t find a specific description about what level Dumbledore went through to get the ring, so I made it up myself