Doomed to be an enemy

"I remember, my order is to find the 'defectors' among you, Greyback..." The dark robes slipped past him lightly, and Fenrir could almost smell the smell of the body inside. Exudes an alluring aura of wizards.But this ferocious werewolf who likes to bite ordinary wizards and laugh wildly at their depravity, has to suppress his instinct with his tail between his legs at this moment.

He didn't even dare to let the other party notice this impulse. "Master, great master!" Fenrir swallowed, "My friend can't control himself, you know, the full moon makes us excited."

"Excited, let's get things..." The owner of the robe stopped beside him, whispering softly as if ringing in his ears, but he was ruthless, "Did it go wrong?——"

The pale white wand pointed against his forehead, "Crucio!"

"Do not--!"

Fenrir was pushed backwards by the magic power, hissed and screamed, and he rolled all over the ground in pain.The instigator remained indifferent, until ten minutes later, he waved his wand and stopped the punishment. "I don't want a next time."

"Master, master...I'm about to report to you that their aura has indeed disappeared around there. We can't find it until the moon appears—" Fenrir stammered in pain, the light-colored chin on his chin The beard was a mess.For a moment, there was only his heavy breathing in the room.This time, Voldemort was silent for a long time.

"This operation has already alarmed the Order of the Phoenix. What I want is not the group of werewolves who can charge into battle. It's their weakness, the secret location, did our 'guest' tell you?" Fenrir sneered bloodthirstyly, "Yes, he did. In the Muggle world, and very generously gave us the Secret Keeper's name."

"Oh?"

Voldemort's voice didn't seem surprised at all, "I guess, it's the boy who escaped from me again... Harry Potter."

As if disturbed by his words, Fenrir prostrated himself on the ground more respectfully, "Master, I am ashamed of your wisdom." Who is so stupid. "The dragon... Greyback. As punishment, I want you and your friends, to go to Albania and bring me the dragon..."

Fenrir raised his head, the expression on his face gradually changed from doubt to surprise, so much so that even if he wanted to show a smile, it became distorted.

"Master, the dragon tamers don't agree to serve us. They value wild beasts more."

Voldemort's voice was flat and cold: "Then let them follow. Persuading them is your old trick, isn't it?"

"Yes, that's right." Fenrir licked his lips. "That old Dean has a grandson at Hogwarts. Maybe we can catch him and put the old guy on our side." He was momentarily excited, Subconsciously looking at the Dark Lord, with his flat snake face and narrow eyes scarlet and indifferent, Voldemort nodded slightly, seeming to approve of the plan.

This made Fenrir shiver for a moment, then became excited.He hurriedly said goodbye to the Dark Lord, and when the sound of his footsteps disappeared, the room returned to its usual silence.

Harry... a soft, hissing sound that slid past his ears like a feather.

In the shabby hut, Harry sat on a bench, leaning against the wooden wall, and the slightly musty smell of wood penetrated his nostrils, as if making his beating heart beat faster.As the veins rumbled through his body, Harry opened his eyes.

The short rest restored his spirit somewhat.

"At least we know what they're going to do next," Harry thought reluctantly.He had almost forgotten that even when establishing a connection, he was looking at things from Voldemort's point of view, and unless there was a mirror in the room, he couldn't see the other person's face.Soul Piece's slow words were heard next to his ears: "Are you unhappy? It seems that you haven't determined what you want to know."

"Obviously," Harry thought angrily.

But he couldn't help guessing the possibility of letting the locket identify the other party himself.Rahel William, this person appeared in his line of sight almost out of nowhere, and he was with him that day.Harry didn't want to be suspicious, but if he guessed right, it would be a disaster.

"Boy, you can't do this..."

His stomach felt heavy at the thought.Harry reached out to wrap the cloth bag of the locket - ignoring the other's protests.He decided to drop the idea, since it would be foolish to expose the locket if the guesses were true.Harry admitted somewhat reluctantly, at least he didn't want Voldemort to get the locket.

Or rather, he didn't want to hand over the locket—though it contained a part of that bastard's soul.This is completely contrary to his original intention. Yes, he couldn't find a way to destroy this thing at first, until the soul inside couldn't help but talk to him:

Harry... I can help you.

Harry knew he shouldn't be tempted.But he hesitated.Bearing the trust of everyone in the Order of the Phoenix, the 16-year-old Harry felt out of breath. His original recklessness had been suppressed to almost zero, and he tried his best to make himself cautious and not make a wrong move, because the opponent was too strong , A wrong step means someone sacrificed for it.He can't let himself be influenced subjectively, so that Occlumency has made amazing leaps and bounds.

The Order of the Phoenix has no "double agents".Severus Snape was wagging his master's tail, and Harry deployed all the intelligence networks, even the Muggle world -

Only the Death Eaters are blank.

Harry couldn't allow an innocent person to sneak into the other side's camp - he had racked his brains for ways to fill the gap - but considering the cruelty of it, Harry gave up.He would rather make the intelligence screening of the Order of the Phoenix more tiring than let a wizard who doesn't like torturing innocent people kiss the corner of that person's robe for this.

Harry woke up to the screams in his ears.He subconsciously took out his wand, only to realize that it was not an attack.Draco was lying in his mother's arms, the Dark Mark on his slightly pale and thin arm was fading little by little, the choked up screams and suppressed screams made Harry a little unbearable.

Signal your companion to put down your wand, don't be alert.Harry's eyes fell on Lucius, who had obviously stabilized his soul due to the power returned by the Dark Mark - he was already able to get out of bed.Lucius' gray eyes were looking at Draco's twitching back, and his face was a little ugly.Narcissa hugged Draco tightly, which gave Draco such strength that he actually endured to the end instead of stopping halfway.

And finally Narcissa.

Lucius hugged his wife like Narcissa hugged Draco, he didn't speak, but raised his eyes to the leader of the Order of the Phoenix who had stood up.The gray eyes were emotionless and cold, and Harry strangely understood what he meant.And there is no doubt that if the Order of the Phoenix dares to break its promise or do anything to the Malfoys, this man will definitely not make it easy for him.

what is this?

Harry frowned to suppress the displeasure rising in his heart. He hated Malfoy, and this family was as unlovable as Slytherin House.No one forced them to endure such pain, isn't it all their own choice?Then Lucius is threatened with offense in such a picture, which is especially ridiculous.

There was a bit of a smile in Harry's emerald green eyes, which were cold without any warmth.

This made Lucius stiffen for a moment... This kind of unmoved look in very cold eyes.For the first time, the man looked away.

At noon, Harry asked Dobby to bring in a large stack of pumpkin pies that were ready.

"Mr. Harry Potter, Dobby made six flavors! It's just, it's just that there was so little time, and Dobby didn't prepare enough pumpkin juice." The elf seemed a little uncomfortable seeing the old master, Harry was sure Lucius Malfoy twitched the corners of his mouth for this, took two deep breaths before sitting down at a cleared table as if nothing had happened.Harry didn't care whether he was happy or not, his emerald green eyes looked peaceful and warm, "Thank you, Dobby. These are enough."

The elf's large, frustrated eyes lit up with Harry's sincere thanks. "It has been an honor for Dobby to serve you, Mr. Harry Potter."

Finished talking about Dobby's excited Disapparation

Lucius coughed heavily: "Maybe we should discuss the future." He wisely did not express his opinion on the matter just now.Harry nodded, his emerald green eyes were no longer warm, they were as cold green as a death curse. "Mr. Malfoy, I think we can move after lunch. You need to replenish your strength."

He sat down, and the patchwork table was furnished with a dozen sets, pumpkin pie, porridge, mashed potatoes, green salad, fruit, and biscuits.They sat around the table and took what they ate. Draco was still a little out of breath, but his mother adapted quickly and brought him food with magic, even though she herself was pale.

Lucius remained silent.

Harry was indeed a little hungry, and he wanted to grab the pie and bite, but under the nonchalant eyes of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, he had to compromise.So Draco was surprised to find that his enemy's table manners had become better than his own.He seemed to see trolls dancing.

It's not what I want.Harry sighed inwardly.

"Does Mr. Malfoy have any plans?" Harry's words successfully broke the silence,

Lucius raised his eyebrows, a little surprised in his gray eyes: "I thought it was clearly stated in the agreement." "No, that's not what I meant." Harry organized his words, "Those who are protected by the Order of the Phoenix Wizards who are non-members, all the members have to do is protect, support, and fight - in a nutshell. Do you and your family want to join the Order, or are we 'hiding' you as non-members?"

Lucius was surprised by the tolerance given by the Order of the Phoenix.

He thought that after surrendering, he would be asked to join the Order of the Phoenix.All that was considered was the Order of the Phoenix's commitment not to send his family into dangerous battles.

For the first time the older wizard looked at the boy opposite him.Although there was no wave in those emerald green eyes that seemed to be shining like black magic, he could feel the seriousness of the other party.This is not a joke, Lucius took a deep breath and said: "Of course I don't want Narcissa and Draco to continue to be in danger. I can join the Order of the Phoenix, but they-" "Lucius, can I talk to you?" You fight together!" "Dad—!"

Narcissa's disapproving gaze, and Draco's protest.Lucius continued forcefully: "They should be protected. I know your rules, and I will not ask to meet them during the war." He seemed to use great strength to say this sentence, and his whole body It seemed as if he lost his strength, but in fact Lucius' back was still straight.

His gray eyes were fixed on the boy opposite.

Harry hesitated: "Mr. Malfoy, I have to remind you that there are other people in the safe and confidential place. Even with the promise of the Order of the Phoenix, they may still be wary of you at the beginning."

These words caused a strange flash of light in those sharp gray eyes.

Lucius nodded slowly, and said in his usual arrogant tone: "Of course, what Malfoy is really good at is communication, Mr. Potter."

Harry froze for a second before realizing that he agreed.

Sighing that Slytherin's words were not direct, Harry thought about it and said, "Since you said it, there are indeed two things in the Order of the Phoenix right now." Lucius knew the point was coming, and he motioned Harry to continue. explain.

"The first thing is to rescue Mr. Weasley, we need a map, and a way to get through the defenses of Malfoy Manor," said Harry.

Lucius frowned, knowing that he shouldn't have said this, he couldn't help but sarcastically said:

"Mr. Potter, I don't want to dampen your confidence. But with all due respect, although Arthur Weasley is well in the dungeon, it is very unlikely to rescue him. It is now the headquarters of the Death Eaters." "This I know." Harry said calmly, "But when there are only a small number of Death Eaters in there, it may be successful to save people."

Lucius was silent, and he looked at Harry with a strange look.This was the third time that he was hit by this boy's thoughts.He tactfully didn't ask specific things, but instead said: "Only the Malfoy family and their guests can come in and out, but I gave the Dark Lord the highest authority, and if someone enters the manor, he can feel it."

He was tactfully persuading Harry to give up this idea, and Draco instantly understood his father's meaning, but...he couldn't help but feel his forehead, Potter certainly wouldn't understand.

Harry was thinking about it, and said slowly, "What if he can't get away? I mean is he the only one with such authority?"

"Yes, except for me, he is the only one who has it." Lucius said.He figured it out, Potter had a complete plan, all that was missing was a piece of it, but stumbling the Dark Lord?Lucius was still hopeless.Of course, it might be possible if the savior went to die.

"You don't really think so, do you?" Lucius was a little skeptical, "Go find the Dark Lord and trip him up?"

"You will know after a while, but you can't say it now." Harry said frankly. "As for another thing, I think you know that the entire wizarding world is under the threat of Voldemort, not just England. Now some people in the surrounding places are interested in cooperating with us, and some are hesitant. I don't know if you have Not sure about convincing them?"