[HP] Night Haze

Chapter 33 Visiting the Secretary's Room

When he returned to the room, Draco was asking Harry for the Invisibility Cloak. The platinum boy wanted to use it to explore the Hogwarts castle in the middle of the night, and Harry promised to lend it to him after school.Angelo also leaned forward and touched the unusual texture of the invisibility cloak fondly, and the locked drawers in the study emerged in his mind.

"If only I could borrow it for two days now, I can't wait to go to school." Angelo murmured.Although his murmur was extremely soft, it happened to reach Harry's ears clearly, and the blue-eyed boy stuffed the cloak into his hand without hesitation.

Draco had no unpleasant reaction to this, and then they went to the ranch of Malfoy Manor, where many unique creatures in the wizarding world were kept, such as the winged Pegasus, which was used by nobles in the wizarding world to pull For cars, the Malfoy family will pick out the best looking ones and send them to the racecourse after a large number of them are bred to drive the gorgeous vehicles of the Malfoy family.

They played very late again that day, and when they returned to Malfoy Manor, the Malfoys had already finished dinner and were sitting in the living room reading the newspaper.The three little wizards of the same age felt more comfortable eating together. They stayed in Draco's toy room until bedtime, and then went back to their rooms each yawning.

At midnight, Angelo opened his eyes in the dark. He got up from the bed, touched the wand beside the bed and lit the front end, put on Harry's invisibility cloak and crept downstairs to the door of the study.The study door at Malfoy Manor was not locked, and Angelo opened it with a light twist of the handle.

"Alahoo!" Angelo went straight to the locked drawer in the study, and with the sound of unlocking, the drawer was opened.Angelo reached out and touched something in the drawer—it was an old black leather diary, and the faded date on the cover indicated that it was 50 years old.

Angelo moved his wand closer to see what else was in the drawer, and to his disappointment, apart from this diary, what he hoped to find was not there.Angelo turned his attention back to the diary: Tom Riddle——the ink on the first page of the diary was blurred, and from the second page onwards, all the paper in the diary was blank, with nothing written on it.

Angelo turned to the back cover, which bore the name of a newsagent in Vauxhall Road, London.Angelo was very surprised that it was a diary from the Muggle world.Why did Mr. Malfoy, a great nobleman in the wizarding world, hide it here like a treasure, and let it occupy a locked drawer alone?

"Hurry up and reveal yourself!" Angelo read to the diary, but the spell didn't work, which meant that the diary hadn't been deformed or hidden.Angelo put the diary back in the drawer. He didn't find what he was looking for tonight. It seemed that he could only directly identify the reason for Mr. Malfoy's visit and ask him about the events of the year when he was alone.

Angelo's hand stopped, and he felt a suction from the diary. The old diary seemed unwilling for him to just drop it and seal it in a drawer.

Black Magic Items!This thought popped into Angelo's mind.Common sense living in the magic world tells him that it is best not to provoke all conscious magical objects until they figure out what they are for.

Angelo immediately pushed the drawer door and locked the diary back inside.The suction in his hand disappeared, and he heaved a sigh of relief, wrapped his invisibility cloak tightly and stood up straight again.

After seeing the records of the banquet, he thought he could find out who the man was by himself, but now it seems that he can only talk to Mr. Malfoy frankly. The disadvantage of this is that Mr. Malfoy may not want to tell him who it is It was his father.

"Stand still!" Angelo just put the armchair back in place when a spell hit him accurately.His feet were bound together by a spell, and he fell to the ground unsteadily.

The lights in the study were turned on all at once, and all the candles were lit in an instant, illuminating the entire space.Mr. Malfoy came in through the door, wand raised.

"Did you manifest yourself or did I drag you out? You sneaky little mouse." Mr. Malfoy's eyes fell accurately on the side of the shifted armchair.Angelo didn't answer, he turned over slightly from the side of the armchair a few times, and rolled into a remote corner.

Mr. Malfoy strode over with his wand in hand. He touched the void, but there was nothing there.The good-looking eyebrows raised, and after standing still for a few seconds, Mr. Malfoy caught the magic wave that he just hit the infiltrator.

"Angelo Burns, can you tell me why you are here so late? You are still wearing Harry Potter's invisibility cloak." Mr. Malfoy walked to the corner of the study and uncovered Angelo Invisibility cloak, the blond boy huddled in a corner and pointed his wand at his bound legs, trying to cast silent magic that was difficult for his age.

"I can't sleep, and I want to find an interesting book to pass the time. Harry just lent me his invisibility cloak to play with. I think it's exciting to come to the study like this." Angelo blinked innocently.Mr. Malfoy's cold, pale gray eyes stared at him unblinking.

"Do you think I'll believe this lame lie?" His sarcastic tone made Angelo swallow.

"When the children of the Director of the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Justice visited the study at night when they were guests at other people's homes, if I publicized this matter, how would you say Amelia Bones would feel ashamed?"

"I really just think this is very interesting, don't bring Amelia into it! Mr. Malfoy, I have permission to come to the study at any time."

"You'd better tell the truth." Mr. Malfoy pointed his wand at him.A light flashed from the tip of his wand and hit Angelo. The blond boy closed his eyes and let out a scream. He opened them a few seconds later and found himself safe and sound.

"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy..." Angelo found that his feet could move. He got up from the corner of the study and leaned against the wall.

"Stay where you are." Lucius said coldly, lowering his wand. He said a few spells, and the locked drawer on the desk opened.

"I remember that this drawer is locked, and you rummaged through the contents." Affirmative, after discovering that the things that the Dark Lord entrusted to him in the drawer had moved, Mr. Malfoy's tone became unkind.He approached Angelo who was stuck against the corner again, and raised his wand.

"I think you probably won't answer me honestly, so I have to do it myself, this is a very convenient spell..." Mr. Malfoy's mouth curled up, but his eyes were cold.

"Legiliency!" he said.

Angelo felt that all the memories in his mind had become a series of fast-forwarding. He weakly mobilized his magic power to resist for a while, but was defeated by the surging powerful magic power.Compared with a powerful adult, he was only 11 years old and couldn't resist at all.Angelo watched helplessly as his memory was ingested by the other party without any scruples, and waves of negative emotions filled his body.All the magic power in his body became restless and frantic, and just when Angelo felt that it was about to reach a critical point, Mr. Malfoy cut off the magic power.His platinum-blond hair was stained with sweat, and Lucius Malfoy, who was already an adult wizard, was also uncomfortable in the face of Angelo's almost violent magic.

There was a trace of surprise in the light gray eyes, Lucius looked at the boy's dazzling blond hair and sea blue eyes, his expression twisted unnaturally.

"You are actually Lockhart's son. I advise you to give up the absurd idea of ​​finding your father." His gorgeous aria was no longer the original indifference, revealing a trace of weirdness, "The carnival of the Death Eaters is originally A place for fun, and since your father wanted to send you to Durmstrang, he showed no intention of finding the man at the party."

"No, it's not." Angelo shook his head. He had just calmed down the magic power in his body, and his tone was weak and desperate.

"Angelo, listen! What you are doing now is causing trouble for the adults!" The platinum nobleman grabbed Angelo's shoulders and lowered his head, looking at him with a serious expression, "I know why your adoptive mother also agreed to send you to Durmstrang? Because your search for your father has disturbed everyone."

"No, it's not like that, Mr. Malfoy, you must know who my father is, right! You must know, right!" Angelo's sea-blue eyes flashed with water, and Mr. Malfoy's words hit him very big.

"Of course I know." Lucius tried to raise the corners of his mouth but failed. He unconsciously tightened his hand on Angelo's shoulder.

"But I'm not going to tell you. Have you ever asked your dad if he would like to live with that person? Would that person accept you? Maybe he doesn't want to see you at all. I hope you bother me. Maybe he's married and has kids, maybe he..."

"You are my father, right! Mr. Malfoy!" Angelo shouted.

"Me? Of course not!" The platinum nobleman tightened his grip on Angelo's shoulder, "But I know he won't accept you." His tone became gloomy.

"You're lying!" Wen Wen's water streaked across Angelo's cheek, and he couldn't see Lucius' face clearly even though his eyes were wide open, his eyes were blurred, "You are my father, right! If you weren't him , why do you know that he won't accept me and Dad!"

Lucius' hand on Angelo's shoulder moved to his chin, and he squeezed Angelo's chin to lift up the teary little face.

"Look at what you have done? To get close to me, you used my son Draco." Lucius' face was sullen, and the aria like strings contained sarcasm, "Playing with a Slytherin friendship, do you think your father would accept an idiot vase and you with a bad character?"

"..."

"Look carefully, although you have the same eyes and hair as Lockhart, you are more to my liking than him." The platinum noble's slender fingertips brushed the boy's pink lips, lifting Angelo's chin up. Taller, "Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful with blonde hair?"

"Horse... Mr. Malfoy..." Angelo broke free from the grasp of the platinum nobleman in fear.Being so frightened, he completely forgot that he was questioning the other party just now.

Angelo pushed Lucius away and staggered to the door of the study. Lucius watched him leave with icy cold eyes without stopping him.

"If you approached Xiaolong to ask about your father, you can leave him now." Lucius said, "leave him, leave Hogwarts, Durmstrang is where you should be .”

"...I will remember your words, Mr. Malfoy." The blond boy froze when he touched the doorknob, and he opened the door several times before he walked out of the study smoothly.

When Angelo's figure disappeared outside the door, Lucius pressed his forehead. He hadn't felt this guilt for a long time.

"It feels like I'm bullying my own child," he murmured. "I didn't expect you to have a son of this age, Sev...but Lockhart, let this mistake end here."

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