[Comprehensive] V big show master

Four years later

A room in Malfoy Manor

A figure in a black cloak hurried into the gate, and stopped after seeing the platinum man drinking tea elegantly.

"Why, isn't it etiquette for a guest not to move?" Abraxas put down the gold-painted bone china teacup in his hand, and glanced at the person who stood still.

The man took a deep breath, took off his hood, his blond hair was exposed, and his fat face was terrified.

"You must save me! Abraxas...Mr. Malfoy." The visitor sat on the sofa uncomfortably, and the distorted fat face made Abraxas look away in disgust.

"What made you so frightened, Dolphin Roll." Abraxas snapped his fingers, and a house elf immediately appeared beside him.

"At your service, my honorable master," said the elf's shrill voice.

Abraxas didn't even look at Rolle, he said, "Pour a cup of tea for the guests."

"Yes!" A tray suddenly appeared in the elf's hand, and he poured a cup of hot tea for Luo Er with eyes wide open like tennis balls, and placed it in front of him and said, "Please enjoy, distinguished guest."

Luo Er tremblingly picked up the cup, but didn't take a sip. He looked at the high-ranking future head of the Malfoy family beggingly and said, "Please save me...Mr. Malfoy."

Abraxas turned his head to give him a look, and then snapped his fingers again, and the house-elf disappeared in place.

"Tell me," Abraxas said, "What did you do?"

"I... I... made that person unhappy." Luo Er swallowed his throat, and he said, "I swear, I really didn't want to do that, I just..."

Abraxas said impatiently, "I don't have time to hear how you feel, what you did."

Roll trembled even more, and he said, "I sent someone to that person...but that idiot got into some trouble about—'him'."

Abraxas understood immediately, he lowered his head and fiddled with the ring on his hand, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth - idiot.

Abraxas stood up, walked towards the door, and said, "Excuse me for a while."

"No, no, no," Luo Er suddenly stood up, not even caring about spilling hot tea on his body, he said, "Please, Mr. Malfoy, I promise that the Luo Er family will try its best to provide convenience for the Malfoy family in the future... ..."

Abraxas paused for a while with his hand on the doorknob, and said, "I'm so sorry, I can't just say this, and it's still up to you to provide convenience for the family." Let’s talk about it with the Patriarch of the Luoer family.”

He opened the door and walked out facing the sun, leaving Luo Er standing there with a frightened and angry face.

——Everyone knows that that person has untouchable reverse scales. This time, Luo Er, I don’t know what punishment he will have, huh...

Abraxas closed the door, leaving Rohr in the dark room.

……

two hours ago

In the empty room, there was no trace of human beings, and the only prominent object in the entire room was the huge and exquisite coffin placed in the central magic circle.

The door of the room was pushed open carefully, and a man with the figure of a teenager wearing a white hood walked in carefully. His long silver hair poured out from the hood, but he didn't attract his attention at all. Seeing that he cautiously took out his wand, cast a few spells, and sprinkled a shimmering potion on his body and feet, after confirming that it was correct, he showed a relieved smile.

Then he walked to the magic circle and saw the man in the coffin.

It was a beautiful and indescribable young man, his white hair and long hair were scattered beside him, his exquisite pale oriental face seemed to still be full of vitality, even his lips were attractive pink, and he was covered in a white robe, which made him feel very attractive. He looks like an angel who strayed into the world, beautiful and pure, making people wish to send all the best things in the world to him——

The visitor looked at it for a while, with amazement in his eyes, and a trace of jealousy and malice. This is the person——

He slowly stretched out his hand, but he didn't want to touch the magic circle. A black mist spread in the room, and at the same time, a figure quickly rushed into the room.

"Ah..." The visitor's hood fell on his shoulders, revealing a beautiful face somewhat similar to the person in the coffin.

"Really..." There was annoyance in the eyes of the visitor, he quickly took out a small bottle from his pocket, and wanted to pour it on the coffin——

A palm suddenly grabbed his neck and hung him up. The owner of the hand exuded murderous intent, and his scarlet eyes looked at the silver-haired boy as if he were looking at a dead thing.

—Tom Riddle.

"Who allowed you to come in." Tom increased his hands expressionlessly, and the young man tried to struggle to break free from his restraint, but found that it was all in vain.

Tom glanced at the coffin to make sure that there was no damage, and then he increased the strength in his hands, and the boy's breathing became more and more difficult——

"What are you in such a hurry for, Riddle—" a voice came from behind him.

There was a pause in the movement of Tom's hand, and he immediately threw the person in his hand against the door like throwing rubbish.

"Humph……"

Noah Zabini stood outside the door and watched his behavior coldly, always with an elegant and decent smirk on his face.

"Help me...help me...Master Noah..." The young man grabbed the corner of Noah's robe tightly, with a deep infatuation on his face, he said: "Master Noah...I Willing to give for you..."

"You let him in." Tom turned to look at the farce before him, and said, "How did this thing get to my place?"

"It's not me." Noah's smile widened again, and he said, "It's Luo Er. It seems that he really wants to show his face in front of you."

"..." Tom glanced at him and said, "Are you familiar with him?"—he was referring to the pitiful looking boy lying on the ground.

Noah smiled indifferently, and said, "No, it's just that since it's useful, why not take advantage of it."

Hearing this, the young man's emerald green eyes widened immediately, his fingers turned white from the force, and he said, "My lord...you said you liked Hill...you said you asked me to come and help you open the coffin... ...you'll take me—"

"Ah, is it?" Noah still had a smile on his lips, and he said, "I asked you to open the coffin, and I also said that I like you, you know—you are very similar to Triss—that is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. One of my favorite pets."

"...No!" Hill was stunned for a while, then shook his head frantically to refute, as if everything would be different, he said: "It's not like that, it's not...you like me so much, you trust me... ..."

"That's because..." Noah said cruelly, "I need an excuse to take a look—Beryl."

Tom glanced at Noah.

"My lord..." Hill burst into tears, his eyes widened and he looked at Noah beggingly, and his beautiful emerald green eyes looked more like fine emeralds now.

"I'm sorry," Noah knelt down, lifted Hill's chin gently and said, "I really wanted to keep you, but this—" The medicine bottle that Hill was holding appeared in his hand and said: "You exchanged what I gave you with a severely corrosive potion without authorization, and a disobedient child is even more worthless."

Hill's face turned ashen for a moment, and his bright emerald eyes dimmed.

"Throw it out, not here," said Tom.

Noah stood up straight and said, "Ah, I forgot, you let me take a good look at Beryl, and I'll go out."

"Don't push my boundaries, you know what I'll do."

"...Huh." Noah picked up Hill from the ground and dragged him out of the door, but Hill let him out of the door roughly as if unconscious, but when his eyes touched the coffin placed, The pretty face began to become viciously distorted, he laughed wildly and hoarsely, then bit his tongue, and cursed: "I curse in the name of Hill Blunt, curse everyone here for not getting what they want... …Well--"

Hill was thrown hard and hit the opposite wall before sliding down. Tom walked over with big strides step by step, his expression covered by his drooping black hair.

Hill wriggled and struggled on the ground. He felt that he had heard the footsteps of the god of death. He wanted to get up, but the blood on his fingers stained the white wall red.

Tom stood three or four feet in front of him, watching his movements expressionlessly, and then Hill's body was lifted into the air by an invisible force.

"Dirty things," said the tone grimly, "it's up to you."

"Your eyes looked at him," Tom's pale lips pronounced his sentence. "Then don't ask for it."

Hill suddenly felt a sting in his eyes, and then the world suddenly went dark.

"My eyes! You devil! You..." Howled Hill.

"And—" said Tom casually again: "Your hand tried to hurt him."

Hill's hand suddenly dropped limply, and he even changed the tone of his yelling in pain.

"It's too noisy, what should I do if I wake him up?"

Another burst of black air circled around Hill's neck and penetrated into his skin. Within a moment, he couldn't make a sound at all, and his whole state seemed crazy and hideous.

Noah has been watching coldly from the sidelines, and has never said a word.

"Remember, I'm rt, if anyone wants revenge, come at me in the next life—chops."

However, they all ignored the slight movement from the magic circle behind the closed door, as well as the energetic heartbeat that started again.