[HP] Years Whisk

In May 1995, Dumbledore finally managed to get the words out of Helena's mouth and found the Ravenclaw's diadem hidden in the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.

Now, the only remaining fragments of Voldemort's soul were the main soul and Nagini.And that kind, innocent kid - Harry Potter.

In June 1995, at the beginning of the summer vacation, Voldemort tracked down Harry Potter who was shopping in Diagon Alley in an operation against the 'savior' who had defeated him.

In the end, Harry Potter escaped, but Voldemort also discovered the secret of the twin wands - as long as he had this 'cumbersome' wand, he would never be able to kill Harry Potter.

So, in the ensuing Death Eater meeting, he issued an order to his 'loyal' Death Eaters: "I need a wand, a wand different from that useless one, but stronger. My most faithful servants, will any of you offer me his wand?"

No one responded, even Bella, who was the most loyal to him, looked down at the pattern on the table and remained silent.

Because, for wizards, the wand is their half body, and no one is willing to hand over their most reliable means of protection and most powerful weapons.

Voldemort stood up and started walking up to the Death Eaters sitting next to him one by one.

Regulus frowned slightly as he looked at the direction he was walking and the target he was aiming at.He said, "MyLord, perhaps, you can use my wand."

"Very well, my dear Regulus, but I want a more powerful wand." He walked past Narcissa and went straight to Lucius sitting next to her, "Lucius, I want Your wand." His scarlet eyes watched every movement of Lucius, not allowing him to refuse anything.

"Master, I am willing to offer you my wand instead of my husband." Before Lucius could answer, Narcissa turned her head abruptly and looked directly at Voldemort, but Lucius' hand framed her behind her. He stopped her and prevented her from turning around.

"Are you going to interfere with my decision, Narcissa?" Voldemort narrowed his eyes.

"I am willing to hand over my wand to you. You know, this is the scepter of generations of Malfoy family masters. It will obey you, just like me." Lucius raised it slightly at Voldemort Before the arms, he opened his mouth quickly, and then handed out the wand in his arms with a look of fear.

Narcissa wanted to speak, but she felt that Lucius' arm tightened a little behind her back, warning her.

She stretched out her hand, interlocked his fingers, lowered her head, and said nothing.

After the meeting was over, Lucius took Narcissa to their room upstairs.

"Narcissa!" His gray eyes were fixed on her blue ones. "Don't interrupt me in the future."

"But, that's the wand of the Malfoy family for generations, Luke, I'm worried about you—" Narcissa said sadly.

"That's nothing," Lucius looked at her gently, he leaned down gently, and kissed her face pityingly. "As long as you're all well, so what if I hand over this wand to him for the time being? And—" his eyes were cruel and hard, "he won't be jumping for long."

"What did you do?" Sensing that there was something in his words, Narcissa hurriedly asked.

"Shhh—" Lucius put his fingers on her lips and rubbed them, "How can I let a person who oppressed my family, insulted my surname, and frightened my wife and children live well?" What about in this world? I have been preparing for this game of chess since he came back. I am no longer the incompetent me I was back then." He took Narcissa's hand and kissed the back of her hand , "So, before that, please bear with me a little bit, my only queen. I will eventually bring you the final laurels."

"Then, Lucius, take my wand." Narcissa looked at him seriously, took out the wand from the wand pocket on the outside of her windbreaker, and put it in Lucius's hand without hesitation, just like she didn't Not knowing the common sense that a wizard without a wand might even be more vulnerable than the average Muggle. "Our magic power is intertwined. Although this wand of mine is not a particularly precious handed down treasure, it has been with me for so many years, and it will definitely understand my wish. It will obey your instructions and take care of it for me. guarding you."

Lucius froze for a moment when he saw her determined actions and serious expression, and then he laughed like a young man.The kind of cheerful smile Narcissa had only seen when he was a child, as if he was once discovered by his father Abraxas when he wanted to teach the ladies who wanted to be his stepmother a lesson, Abu But Laxus rounded him up lightly for him, and even helped him bully those people together, Lucius laughed cheerfully because of his successful prank.

He smiled and held Narcissa in his arms: "Sissy, how can you be so cute." He lowered his head and kissed Narcissa's forehead, but his tone was still full of smiles, "Although that wand It was passed down to me by my father, but as you know, it was passed down from the ancestors of the Malfoy family, so it is not the original wand I used. Have you forgotten? I was in Hoag When Watts, it wasn't the snake-headed staff he used."

Narcissa heard what Lucius said, but she was not as happy as him.In fact, her heart suddenly turned cold.

It was she who forgot about it.But in the previous life, when Lucius' wand was taken away by Voldemort, he acted so fragile and desperate.Could it be that at that time, he had been hiding his trump card all the time, but was always on guard against her?

How could she forget?The character that Slytherin House praises is such a cunning rabbit, just like this, who has reservations about everyone, and always leaves a way out for himself.

What a typical Slytherin is Lucius Malfoy.He also has the same life creed of using whatever means to achieve the goal.

What's more, in his previous life, he even concealed the news of the Dark Lord's return from her at first.

He wanted her to be a vase with no idea.In fact, Narcissa in her previous life also vaguely realized his thoughts.

But she always thought that he loved her.

Until now.

What he said just now seemed to slap her hard, mocking her self-righteousness in her previous life.

"But Sissy, I've changed my mind." Lucius held her in his arms, his voice coming from above her head. "I am going to use your wand. And the one I used to have, I want to leave it to you to use. Like you, I also want it to be with you at all times and protect you for me. "Obviously his tone was so happy, and his embrace was so warm, but Narcissa just felt the cold.

"Lucius," Narcissa said softly in his arms, "if I hadn't brought this up, would you have never let me know that you held back?"

"Actually, there is nothing you know or not," Lucius said in a somewhat smug tone, "As long as you know one thing, I will never hurt you." He noticed the silence of Narcissa in his arms, So he lifted her chin with his hand and forced her to look at him. "Sissy, I've never been a good person. I don't care about the process, I only care about the result. If this behavior makes you feel sorry for me a little bit more, I don't mind making you think that I'm really sad."

Narcissa grabbed Lucius by the collar, "You bastard!" she whispered.She trembled slightly with anger.

However, she looked up at Lucius who was looking at her innocently, not knowing why she was angry, and finally let go weakly.

"Forget it, as long as you are happy." Narcissa sighed.Who made her love him?As long as he is safe and sound, she can forgive him for anything else.

But Lucius did not hesitate to ask Narcissa, "Are you angry?"

"I didn't." Narcissa wanted to walk away, but Lucius held her waist. "Lucius, I should go see how Draco is doing, he just looked very bad."

"You're angry, Sissy." Lucius turned Narcissa to him, his tone was very sure, but his pupils were full of doubts, "Why?"

Narcissa took a deep breath, "I'm not angry."

"You're angry."

"I am not angry."

"Narcissa, you have to tell me, why are you angry? I don't understand."

"I said I'm not angry! How dare I be angry with you?" Narcissa sneered, "Who are you? You are my husband and the object I must obey forever. Whatever you want to do, you will never have to Explain something to me, as if I know it, it will only hold you back. How great you are, thinking that you can protect all of us by yourself! It was like this in the previous life, and in this life I thought I Changed you, but you are still the same." Narcissa blurted out impulsively, but she didn't realize that she was able to say what had happened in this life and the previous life.But Lucius noticed it keenly.

"Past life?" Lucius repeated the phrase slowly but emphatically. "Sissy, I think, this is not the first time I heard this word. The first time I heard this word, I could think that you made a slip of the tongue. But this time, I don't think so. After all, magic How miraculous, you and I both know, don’t you? I think you need to give me an explanation, a detailed explanation.”

Narcissa realized what she had just said.She was a little surprised that she was able to say these things, but she was more panicked.explain?explain what?

Said that in the previous life, Lucius resolutely followed the Dark Lord, and was even imprisoned in Azkaban for this, and almost fell into a slump in the end?Said that their son was forced to join the Death Eaters, running between despair and the family every day, but she couldn't help him, did he really succeed in turning her into a vase?Or is it that the Black family was wiped out in the last life, and the marriage that Lucius wanted to achieve was not half achieved, but because of Sirius and Andromeda, this marriage actually held him back?

Such a thing, this kind of thing, what is there to talk about?Speak out, for divorce?

Lucius also saw Narcissa's hesitation and bewilderment.He couldn't bear to force her, so he made a slight concession.

"Think about how to tell me first. This matter is not urgent, Sissy." He kissed her lips as a comfort. "We'll have a lifetime anyway. You always have to come clean with me."

He tucked Narcissa's blond hair behind her ears: "Now, like you said, I have to check on Draco. That little brat feels omnipotent and lawless since he came back from France I noticed that at the Death Eaters meeting, his eyes were going to go up to the sky, and he couldn't restrain his sense of attack under the eyes of the Dark Lord." Lucius sneered, "I have to go and see, Does he feel itchy now?"