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London Malfoy Manor

"Fuchsia!"

"Do not--!"

This strong woman finally couldn't help screaming at the moment of weightlessness.Her body was completely turned upside down, and the large wizard robe covered her scarred and tear-stained face, but it couldn't cover her pain and despair after being insulted.Her dignity seemed to be poured to the ground at this moment.The sharp howling pierced the dark silence and startled a few night owls perched on the branches.

The woman's pain undoubtedly greatly entertained the crazy and ugly Death Eaters, who swarmed up like hyenas smelling carrion, laughing loudly at the woman's sagging fat thighs and baggy boxer briefs because of old age.

The insulted woman was Charleigh Burbage, a Muggle professor at Hogwarts.After Dumbledore's "death", Voldemort finally extended his claws into Hogwarts, the last pure land.He arrested Burbage on more than a dozen charges including "insulting wizard blood" and "being close to Muggles", and tried her in the hall of Malfoy Manor.Professor Burbage was replaced by another Death Eater, Alecto Carrow.

Lucius and Narcissa stood aside, watching the farce blankly.The owners of Malfoy Manor were powerless to change the decadent status quo of this old mansion that carried the glory of a thousand years. They could only watch sadly and angrily as this place gradually turned into a vulgar and ridiculous circus, full of crazy clowns everywhere.

Maybe he was tired from crying, or maybe he was finally desperate, Burbage gradually lowered his crying and buried himself in his wizard robe, weeping softly.A Death Eater with greasy hair and yellow-and-black teeth stepped forward and grabbed Burbage's outer robe. Her bloated body, which was only lined, was immediately exposed to the cool midnight air.Burbage's panicked expression gave the filthy Death Eater a new taste as he took out his wand and made her spin in mid-air.

Narcissa, who was raised by a purely noble education, had never seen anyone insult a woman so much. Due to Voldemort's presence, she couldn't stop it, and couldn't leave, but frowned unbearably.But it was such a small action that caught Voldemort's attention.He temporarily gave up his interest in watching the theater, and greeted gently: "Narcisha."

"Yes, my master." Narcissa fell at Voldemort's feet and replied respectfully.

"Perhaps you'd like to help me punish this dazed dirty woman?" the Dark Lord asked, his expression contorted into a hideous smile.

"My honor, master." Narcissa kissed Voldemort's robe hem, straightened up, and walked straight to the woman who was hung upside down.

Narcissa only glanced at the other Death Eaters with cold eyes, and the Death Eaters who were standing around quickly dispersed.She drew out her wand and said crisply and skillfully: "Crucio!"

As a beam of light shot out, Burbage, who was hung upside down, screamed with a tearing voice, her legs began to bounce unconsciously, and her body twitched constantly.Burbage's reaction undoubtedly brought another climax to the Death Eaters' emotions, and they screamed and laughed uncontrollably, like a vicious executioner finally feeling the warmth of blood.

Voldemort didn't stop, and Narcissa fired the spell again and again.Her movements are smooth but mechanical, her expression is indifferent, her voice is steady, but her eyes are empty and numb.She kept firing spells—without any emotion, like a puppet that had been cast with the Imperius Curse, and only blindly completed the task of charity given by her master.

Voldemort sat on a high place, squinting his eyes slightly, quietly observing the Malfoys with an incomprehensible expression.Over the past few days, they have gone from pain, to despair, to the numbness and cruelty they are showing now, just like parents who have really lost their beloved son.The recent performance of the Malfoy couple can be described as impeccable. They almost replaced Bella and became Voldemort's most sincere servants.But despite this, Voldemort still heard some rumors about Malfoy.

A few days ago, when Antonin Dolohov reported the skirmish in Diagon Alley to Voldemort, he mentioned in an uncertain tone that at that time they encountered two strange little wizards who were trying to get away in confusion, and he seemed to be Heard the little girl call the boy "Draco".

"Are you reminding me to guard against Malfoy?" Voldemort asked at the time.

"No, of course not, master." Dolohov replied with trepidation, "Draco Malfoy has been killed in battle for several months, of course I know it's not... I'm just reporting what I saw."

"I don't blame you, Antonin," said Voldemort, "it is good to report the truth."

Voldemort certainly wouldn't stop his suspicions just because Draco was already a "dead man".It's just that the eyeliner he sent never noticed the unusual behavior of the Malfoy couple, and the Ministry of Magic didn't sense any fluctuations in Draco's magic power after his death—they would record every underage wizard who used it illegally outside of school. Archives of magic.

These phenomena may be the best evidence to prove the innocence of the Malfoy couple in the eyes of others, but Voldemort will not believe them because of this-to be exact, he never trusts anyone except himself and the big snake, Najib Ni.What's more, he knew that everyone in Slytherin was a poisonous snake that must be guarded against.

He is still watching, ready to deal the strongest blow to the traitor at any time.

Finally, after Narcissa fired the No.15 round of Cruciatus, Voldemort raised his hand and motioned Narcissa to go aside.Obviously, Narcissa's emotionless performance and Burbage's hoarse throat did not bring him morbid satisfaction, and he finally stood up from his seat and was ready to do it himself.

Voldemort held his wand and tapped his palms again and again.This small voice was enough to make everyone present terrified, and the group of dirty Death Eaters all showed expressions of fear, and retreated unconsciously.

"Charilee Burbage, a pure-blood, has spent her whole life promoting dirty Muggles." Voldemort's voice was not loud, but it was as piercing as polar ice.He walked up to Burbage, and slowly slid a cutting curse across her face, and the blood oozed quickly and dripped on the carpet-this once gorgeous and soft carpet was soaked and dried by blood. It has been done too many times, and it has turned into a hard dark red object. Every time you step on it, you can hear the painful and angry roar of a soul.

Voldemort seemed very satisfied with the current state of the carpet. He tapped his toes on the carpet and smiled comfortably: "You are a disgrace to pure blood, a worm lower than a mudblood! Now, you realize your mistake Beg me for mercy, maybe I'll spare your life."

Burbage opened his mouth, and a hoarse whisper came out of his throat.Voldemort slapped her loudly and said generously, "Speak and beg me so loudly that everyone can hear."

"They...are all equal..." Burbage ignored Voldemort's sharply distorted furious face, and continued to say in a firm hoarse voice: "Muggles and wizards are no different...werewolves...dwarves...giant...all The same...we all know how to love...except for you...so we will win in the end..." Suddenly, she raised her voice, repeating as if she was exerting her last strength in her life: "We will win in the end ! Will win in the end..."

Before Voldemort let her finish, he ended her life with an angry Avada.

"Dirty pure-blood traitor!!! Disgusting Gryffindor!!!!"

With a wave of his wand, Voldemort threw Burbage's body to Nagini, who had been waiting for a long time.This kind Gryffindor instantly became the snake's dish.But this could not appease Voldemort's anger at all, and the negative effects of splitting the soul exploded at this moment.His face was full of bloodthirsty and cruel emotions, and he frantically fired the Cruciatus Curse at the people present with his wand.

Lucius pushed Narcissa down and protected her under him, bearing all the pain for her on the shoulders of a husband.She heard the cries and screams of the other Death Eaters, and she heard Lucius moaning in pain...it nearly drove her mad.Narcissa hugged Lucius' trembling back tightly, suppressed tears, and prayed to Merlin that all this would pass quickly.

Maybe Merlin heard the woman's most sincere plea, maybe Voldemort finally vented his anger... After a roar, Voldemort stopped torturing the people around him, and strode out of the room like an ominous cloud.

Narcissa hurriedly helped Lucius up, carried all his weight on her body, and moved back to the room step by step.

She didn't dare to shed tears until she closed the door.

Narcissa kissed Lucius' pale lips lightly, and asked tremblingly, "Are you all right, dear?"

"Don't worry," Lucius smiled weakly, but at this moment a confident gleam flashed in his tired gray eyes.He whispered:

"—one day, Malfoy will get what he wants back."

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United States California

"Malfoy will get what we want after all."

In the California Hotel, thousands of miles away, Draco proudly uttered the words that his father had whispered in his ear since he was a child to the room full of Gryffindors.His proud expression with his chin raised was very much like Lucius, and the pair of light gray eyes that were typical of the Malfoy family flashed with supreme pride in his surname.

With the help of telescoping ears, Draco and Livia heard the secret conversation between Dumbledore and the others.The two who quickly formed an alliance opened the door of Dumbledore's room directly in the funny expressions of several well-known figures in the Order of the Phoenix who behaved differently, but all of them were not without horror.Under the watchful eyes of this group of adult wizards, Draco bluntly stated his request - to formally meet with the members of the Order of the Phoenix, and let Moody personally explain to others the cooperation between the Malfoy family and the Order of the Phoenix in the past few months relation.Finally, he raised his eyebrows and added confidently:

"Of course, you have the right to refuse. But you have to believe that I can always find other more self-interested ways to achieve my goals. After all, Malfoy will eventually get what we want."

"Arrogant boy!" Old Tonya groaned angrily.

Draco gave him a meaningful smile back, and Livia laughed outright.

"Uncle Tonya," Livia said with a smile, "we heard what you just said."

"Then that Slytherin kid should know that we shouldn't ask us to trust him completely before they give us real trust!" Moody slammed his cane on the ground, and said irritably, "Gryffindor is not a fool!"

"Oh, Mr. Moody." Livia sighed helplessly: "This is California, USA, can you put away that set of academic theories first?"

"No!" Moody said violently: "Their pretentious appearance of pure-blood nobles makes me sick!!!"

"Then you can just vomit first~~ After you get used to it, you can still be friends~~" Livia shrugged, saying that it was no big deal at all.

Livia's words froze the expressions of everyone present for a second, while Daniel burst out laughing directly.

"You're awesome, sweetheart!" Daniel gave Livia a thumbs up, and then she said: "Before I went to England, I thought racism was the stupidest thing in the world. It's just that the skin color is different Forget it, what’s the big deal? Isn’t it the same eating, drinking, and sleeping? But when I went to England and Hogwarts, I found out that there are still a large group of foreigners arguing about more boring things.” Daniel put on a pose With an unreasonable expression, he asked: "Actually, I have always been curious, what are you guys arguing about? Although I am a Gryffindor, to be honest, I can't understand the difference between Gryffindor and Slytherin at all." disputes between

"That's right." Livia nodded, touched her chin and said with a disdainful expression: "Arguing over the issue of pure or mixed race, Merlin, what's the point? Seriously, I've only heard these words on cats and dogs before, but these days I realize that they can be applied to people as well."

"No, Livia," Draco, who has always been proud of pure blood, frowned and retorted, "Pure-blood wizards have more pure magic power and are easier to master spells. If there are more and more mixed-blood wizards, there will always be magic powers for wizards." One day, the purest bloodline will be completely lost, and everyone will be equally mediocre and incompetent. Perhaps it will be more serious, and after a few years, the group of wizards will completely disappear."

"Then you continue to maintain the pure blood inheritance~" Livia still thinks that this is not a problem at all: "Slytherin insists on the supremacy of pure blood in Slytherin, and Gryffindor maintains the warmth and friendliness of Gryffindor It's fine if you don't interfere with each other. Why are you so hostile to each other and insist on fighting to the death? I thought that you would work so hard to change each other's persistence and beliefs. Only couples who tortured and killed each other would do this. Do you want to live together, Mr. Moody? Draco?" Livia looked at Draco's expression as if he had eaten a slug and continued to make up the knife, "Or do you want to be with Harry Potter more? Life?"

"Shut up, Livia!" Draco's face turned completely green.Live with Scarhead?Then he might as well marry a Veela!

Livia looked at Draco's furious expression, made a movement of zipping the side of his mouth, and shut his mouth wisely.

Dumbledore laughed loudly, and the dense stars on his purple robe trembled with his laughter, as if they were alive.

"Wonderful speech, little Livia." Dumbledore stood up, walked to the side of Moody who couldn't fight and was sulking, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's been a long time since I saw this old friend deflated No one dares to refute him! You know, he always likes to scare others with his outstanding appearance."

"That's because people in the wizarding world have never watched the "Alien" series, sir." Livia replied sincerely, "Their mental capacity is too poor."

Saying that, Livia looked at Moody, and Moody deliberately turned the fake eye several times to scare her.Ke Livia didn't see the panic when she first met Moody. She stared at Moody blankly.Seeing this, Moody had no choice but to curl his lips, and looked away uninterestedly,

"Look, now Mr. Moody can't scare me anymore. Because since I stayed up to watch "Alien vs. Predator" the other night, I think Mr. Moody is too sweet."

"That's the end of the chat." Old Tonya shook his head with a headache. "Now we should discuss what to do next. Dumbledore, what are your thoughts?"

"I'd rather hear your thoughts first."

"I think Livia is right about one thing," Old Tonya frowned, showing a rare serious expression, "It's really pointless for us to argue about Slytherin and Gryffindor now. At this time, wizards should only be divided into two types—the vassal of the mysterious man, and the enemy of the mysterious man. We don’t need to be friends, we just need to cooperate to better and faster accomplish our shared goals.”

"I agree." Daniel raised his hand and nodded sincerely.

"Me too!" Livia also raised her hand.

"I don't agree," said Moody, striking his cane vigorously again. "I don't believe him!"

"I'm sorry," Draco said with a smirk, "I don't care whether you agree or believe me. There are always some sensible people who won't act emotionally at such a time. rather than willingly cooperate with Malfoy."

Draco looked at Dumbledore and continued:

"No matter how much protection and convenience my parents can provide for the final victory during the war, even after the war, the revitalization of the wizarding world still requires the help of nobles. Although Malfoy Manor is now occupied by mysterious people, she is still Malfoy. Fu's manor. The status of the Malfoy family among the nobles for so many years is unshakable, and of course the Galleon we have in Gringotts is also unshakable.

"Believe me, rebuilding the things that have been destroyed by Death Eaters in the wizarding world over the years is not something you can do with your unyielding will. The goblins keep our gold Galleons, and finally decide whether to donate them or not." To the Department of Magic, to help those wizards who lost their houses, relatives, and even the ability to live in the war.

"You need us, Dumbledore. At this time, both the Order of the Phoenix and Malfoy want the Mysterious Man to fall as soon as possible; after the war, we can gather the power of the nobles to provide you with Galleons, and you can provide us with It is a good opportunity to be upright and continue to be honored. This is a good opportunity for us to stand on the same front and get what we need, why not let us cooperate happily?"

Dumbledore looked at Draco, feeling a little speechless.

This child, combing his hair pretending to be mature, came to Hogwarts with the usual contempt and arrogance of the Malfoy family, and rampaged with the aura of platinum nobles all the way.He and Harry made trouble for each other like a child, and neither of them looked down on Ron, relying on Snape's backing to target Gryffindor, relying on Lucius' backing to be arrogant... Over the years, he has been proud and disappointed I have been happy, I have been depressed, I have been proud, and I have also tried the sorrow of a tiger falling into Pingyang.But at this moment, he finally grew up, like a Malfoy who could truly stand on his own, calculating all the interests so clearly, and cunningly confessing everything to Dumbledore.

He counted everything so well that he even caught Dumbledore's sore foot - the embarrassment of the Order of the Phoenix could not return people to a thriving wizarding world after the war.

When a real poisonous snake ends hibernation in order to get rid of passiveness, no prey can escape their long-planned fangs.

After a while, Dumbledore finally said slowly:

"I trust you, Draco."

The author has something to say: First of all, I would like to kneel down and confess my love to Lord Ye Yang, the author of "Platinum Glory".

Whatevera Malfoywants, Malfoyshallget.←This sentence is one of the most domineering! ! ! !

Rolling oooh ow~~~~

Then note that Snape was present when the Muggle professor died in the original book, and they were discussing the battle of the sky. Here I have changed this matter a bit.

The part about Papa and Mama made my nose sore, is it because I am too selfish? Kneel...

Still decided to expose Draco and Malfoy to the Sun of the Order of the Phoenix.There are so many cannon fodder for invisible undercover agents since ancient times... The Order of the Phoenix has nothing else to protect its own people, whether they like it or not... Gryffindor's justice and kindness will not allow their companions to die in front of their eyes, even if they are Slytherin.

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