The leader of HP arrives

The noble master needs to retreat for a period of time because of the latest magic research. During this period, all external activities of the Death Eaters are temporarily suspended, and the internal activities are coordinated by the respected Mr. Malfoy.When the great master completes this research, he will reward or punish everyone according to their performance.During this time, the host does not see any wizards.

This was the answer the house-elf had brought to the gentlemen in the hall, and most were skeptical, but the look on Lucius Malfoy's face added credibility.The usually radiant face of the platinum nobleman was covered with pale surprise at this moment, which looked like the sequelae of excessive insanity or Cruciatus Curse.

"The Order of the Phoenix is ​​at the end of its strength, and Dumbledore can't last much longer—we will definitely gain the upper hand if we work hard, why would the master announce the cessation of external fighting at such a time?" The Death Eaters looked at each other, and finally cast their puzzled eyes on Lucius.

"Master is omniscient and omnipotent. We shouldn't question Master's decision." Lucius took a deep breath and pulled the corners of his mouth grandly.

The Dark Lord had just nailed the owl to the door panel with a few sewing needles in the master bedroom of Voldemort's manor, just as firmly as the head of the house-elf in the corridor of Black's house. The eyes only have distances measured in millimeters.Recalling this scene, Lucius felt the urge to choke up again, wishing he could release hundreds of forget-me-nots to himself now.But another demonic voice murmured in his head, grab it, grab it, Lucius, you have the darkest secret of the Dark Lord, and you have the most powerful tool.

"Although the master asked to stop all external activities of the Death Eaters, the master did not restrict the external activities of the Slytherin family." Lucius cleared his throat and began to fulfill his glorious mission of coordinating the entire Death Eaters organization, " I think everyone present has also noticed that the impact of the battle during this period on the British magic economy has been more serious than we expected. The economy is in recession, the price of medicines is soaring, and the hypocrisy of Principal Dumbledore has made a large number of people who were originally inclined to us The neutral families turned to the Order of the Phoenix, and they provided a large part of Dumbledore's support."

"Those vacillating, greedy bastards, they will definitely regret their choices! Only the master can usher in a new era in the magical world and lead us to revive the glory of magic. Order of the Phoenix, hum, the gang can't wait to go to Ma Idiot who receives relief money in the melon world." Crabbe roared loudly, this is a typical Dark Lord concept, either an ally or an enemy.Although Lucius didn't fully agree, most of his colleagues did directly classify those neutral families as enemies, even though many of those ancient neutral families were related by blood and in-laws.

"You should look deeper into the problem, Crabbe. As far as I know, the Order of the Phoenix can't even afford St. Mungo's medical bills. In addition to Dumbledore's continuous embezzlement of Hogwarts funds to tear down the east wall To repair the Western Wall, there is no fixed source of funds at all." Lucius narrowed his eyes, thinking of Arthur Weasley encountered in the street battle last month, this once glorious family seems to have fallen into disrepair up.He had only married the youngest daughter of the Purvitt family just last month, but apart from adding a powerful and wealthy ally to the Order of the Phoenix, apparently, his family life hadn't improved in the slightest.

"The number of people in the Order of the Phoenix will soon be several times that of ours, considering that the descendants of the Gryffindor family have always been as easy to support as the goblins. Apart from the battlefield, we have a greater advantage economically, controlling the order of the Phoenix. The source of funds is equivalent to strangling Dumbledore's neck!"

"We may start with the Ministry of Magic. Millicent Barnold is a bit rigid, but there is always a way to deal with it." [Milliison Barnold was Minister of Magic at the time]

"When the master completes this research, everyone will be rewarded or punished according to their performance." Lucius finally repeated this sentence, "We will see you next Thursday morning as usual, gentlemen."

Almost overnight, the Death Eaters disappeared from the presence of British wizards.In the next few weeks, Diagon Alley slowly returned to its pre-war excitement, and there were no more bloody conflicts caused by small-scale battles at the entrance of the alley, and even those ostentatious masks and black robes disappeared completely. In bright sunshine.The days full of gunpowder came to an abrupt end, and those fierce battles were like a long nightmare. Most people almost doubted the existence of Death Eaters and the Dark Lord, but the lingering bloody smell and The wounded who filled St. Mungo's ward ruthlessly denied their conjecture.

Rumors of the Dark Lord's accidental disappearance or death spread from the Order of the Phoenix, spread among some wizards, and derived various versions.The only thing in common is that this news was only passed on in private, and no one except Dumbledore still dared to spit out the name Lord Voldemort.

No wizard was lucky enough to notice that in the deepest basement of Voldemort's manor, an inexplicable and powerful magic pressure slowly spread, covering the entire manor. The tyrannical pressure made the house-elves tremble.

"Since Dongfang Invincible is defeated, he will no longer live in this world."

"Please spare Yang Lianting's life and drive him down the Black Wood Cliff."

As the pressure gradually diminished, the young wizard who had been sitting cross-legged in the secret room finally slowly opened his blood-colored cold eyes.

The one-month retreat made Dongfang Bubai's face a little pale. No matter how deep his internal strength is, this body is still a *mortal body and has not undergone bone-cutting and marrow washing. One month can only roughly open up the veins of this body , As for the injured meridian, it needs more time to recuperate, the majestic internal force is not fully functioning, and the skill that can really be exerted is only five or six tenths of the previous life.

But Dongfang Bubai's eyes became extraordinarily clear. This month was enough for him to roughly sort out the memories belonging to another person in his mind, and it was also enough for him to explore the so-called magical power. Most importantly, although he had never practiced any exercises, But the body in this life is far stronger than it looks, enough to withstand the oppression of the strong internal force in the dantian.

Dongfang Bubai stretched his body and stood up, his bones made a crisp sound like popping beans, his fingertips subconsciously brushed his lower abdomen, and the corners of his lips involuntarily curled up slightly.In the last life, I had to self-mutilate in exchange for a great achievement, but in this life, I temporarily gave up the power of five successes, but I was able to exchange for a perfect body.

"Great master, you are finally awake." Kaka timidly appeared in the corner of the secret room, "Mr. Malfoy has been waiting for you in the manor for a week. Mr. Malfoy requests that you be able to speak in public, at least in the dining room. Appearing at the Dead Apostle party, the rumors of the Order of the Phoenix are self-defeating."

Dongfang slightly raised the corners of his eyes to look at the green creature in front of him. In his memory, he was a house elf who was bound by the laws of alchemy and had to be loyal to the wizard.This made Dongfang very satisfied. Although the house elf is stipulated by the contract that it cannot harm wizards, the powerful magic power and the teleportation that ignores any magic circles allow this little thing to be more useful outside of housework, and it is still available at any time. Flickering.

"I want to take a bath." Dongfang flicked his sleeves. After a month of retreat, the originally clean and soft bathrobe was stained with a thin layer of dust, showing a dull white color. He hadn't worn it for many years in the previous life. Such a pure color.

"Kaka is here for the master." The house-elf bowed deeply, hit his forehead on the floor, and disappeared into the air.

Dongfang stretched out his fingers tentatively, but the fingers only passed through the green afterimage, and did not feel like touching the real thing.No matter how many times he watched it, he felt it was miraculous. Dongfang tightened his robe and pushed open the stone door of the secret room and stepped on the long and narrow stairs.

"Flashes of light." Dongfang tentatively shook his wrist according to the method in his memory, and a string of green flames spewed out from the top of the wand, which also made him feel miraculous.Riddle's memory provided Dongfang Bubai with all kinds of knowledge that a Dark Lord needs to know, from common sense of magic to ancient spells. Of course, our Eastern leader could not escape the limitations of feudal thinking, he took it for granted I think that I just realized suddenly, and realized my past and present lives.At least this kind of point of view allowed Dongfang Bubai to calmly look at his feelings for Yang Lianting in his previous life. His biggest mistake was knowing that Brother Lian was ignorant of government affairs, but he still favored Brother Lian, and even entrusted him with the power of the leader. The tragic death of Blackwood Cliff.If the self back then could have cut grass and rooted out the roots, abandoned the false fame at the beginning, and killed Ren Woxing and Ren Yingying, maybe everything would be different, but people are right and wrong, so what is the point of saying this now?

The long staircase extends all the way to the corridor on the third floor. The bathroom that was almost blown into ruins has been renovated. The hot water in the bath is constantly lingering with the scent of roses. Dongfang untied the belt of his bathrobe and stepped into the water. .

"You are truly a miracle created by Merlin, His Royal Highness the Dark Lord. Your handsome figure and fit body must be favored by Merlin, and all witches will be obsessed with you—"

"Shut your ears and lock your throat." Dongfang shook his wand, and dealt with the endless praises from the magic mirror according to the method in his memory.The man in the mirror was elegant and noble, even with his body in his hands, he still had a lingering demeanor, staring at the lost and recovered utensil between his legs, Dongfang slowly sank himself into the water.Perhaps it was the experience of being in the palace in the previous life that made the reincarnated self seem a little indifferent, but it can make up for the only shortcoming and make Dongfang feel happy. This is a strange mood.

With the fluctuation of the pool water, Dongfang closed his eyes and allowed himself to sink into the water. The internal force mixed with magic began to circulate in the meridians.This is Dongfang Bubai's biggest dissatisfaction with this world. In the huge British magic world, there is not even a book of magical cultivation methods. This is like a martial artist who never practiced inner strength and mental methods, but only brought them out of the womb. The little bit of innate qi is as ridiculous as trying to master martial arts.But the magic world has never really practiced skills, let alone cheats. In desperation, Dongfang could only try to practice magic according to the skills of the Sunflower Book.

Driven by the internal force, the magic power has been running for a big circle and entered the dantian. Although it is not obvious, Dongfang is sensitive to the fact that the magic power in the body has become more pure and has grown slightly. This is a good sign .

"Elladora Black, do you want to disobey the master's order!" Lucius looked at the two witches in front of him with a headache, Eladora Black and Bellatrix Black, if it wasn't for Narcissa Also named Blake, he really wanted to give these two noisy witches a taste of the petrification spell.

"Lucius, I must meet the master today! You have no right to occupy the master! The master may not meet others, but he will definitely meet Black. The Black family is the most loyal servant of the master!" Bella begged frantically, " Let me meet the master—you must have heard the rumor too, is the master really seriously injured?"

"Don't think about it, Bella." Lucius' face twisted weirdly for a moment, and he immediately returned to a polite smile, "Master's body is very healthy, but he is just busy with experiments and research. Do you want to be punished for interrupting Master's research? Bellatrix?"

"Lucius, if you insist on preventing me from seeing my master—" Eladora pulled out her wand from under her long skirt, "I will not show mercy!"

But the green light of the spell didn't hit Lucius, Ella snorted and covered her wrist, the wand fell to the ground uncontrollably, burning a charred black mark on the exquisite carpet.

"Thank you, Merlin! You have finally finished the experiment, great master." Lucius swallowed his saliva as he glanced at the scorched black mark on the carpet. The madwoman who adorns the living room is trying to throw that spell straight in her face.

"Call all the Death Eaters to come here." Dongfang glanced slightly at the two women prostrated on the ground, "I said, I don't want to see anyone without my summoning, including you, Lucius. Malfoy."

Lucius trembled slightly, and quickly prostrated himself on the carpet, "Your loyal servant just hopes to obey your call as soon as possible, master."

"Before sunrise tomorrow, recruit a potions master for me."

The waiting Cruciatus didn't land on him, Lucius lowered his body cautiously, "I've always wanted to introduce you to a potion genius, master. It's just—he's a half-blood wizard."

"Bring him to me before dawn."

Today's master was surprisingly easy-going. He once mentioned Severus' request to join the Death Eaters to his master, but he only got a warning look.Death Eaters don't recruit half-blood wizards, of course he knows it, but it is obviously difficult for him to recruit a master of potions before tomorrow.The Potion Masters in the Potion Association are all neutral factions, neither joining the Order of the Phoenix, nor joining the Death Eaters. On this point, they seem to have reached a consensus.Everyone knows that in order to avoid repeated harassment from Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix, the Potions Association organized most magicians to go to the Albanian forest to collect precious materials half a year ago.As far as he knew, Horace Slughorn was the only potions master still in England, and it was absolutely impossible for him to go deep into Hogwarts and steal his potions under Dumbledore's nose. Professor Medicine, so he had to take a huge risk to bring up Severus again, but fortunately, he succeeded this time.

When Lucius raised his face again, His Highness the Dark Lord had already disappeared.

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