mystery lover

In Malfoy Manor, as the green flames in front of the fireplace shot up, a young figure appeared in the dim living room of the manor.

"Father." Lucius looked at his father leaning on the sofa, and took a step forward with some hesitation. Obviously, this kind of light did not belong to the noble and elegant Malfoy family, and his father seemed to be preoccupied. up.

Abraxas raised his chin, indicating that he had heard his son's greeting.

Seeing that his father was silent, Lucius had no choice but to stand quietly in front of the fireplace. The power of the Lord is growing, and the benefits brought to the pure blood are also increasing day by day.

But looking at his father not far away, Lucius was a little puzzled.At this time of celebration, shouldn't his father be more happy?As Lord's right-hand man, the benefits and status gained by the Malfoy family are naturally much more considerable than others.And the current state of the father is obviously not caused by happiness.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, just when Lucius was wondering if his father had notified him to go home today, the man on the sofa finally spoke.

"The Lord wants to clear Castell." Abraxas said, there was no special emotion in his gray eyes, it seemed that he was just talking about the most common thing.

But the fleeting distress in the man's eyes was caught by his closest son.

For this reason, Lucius was surprised for a moment, because Lord's decision was undoubtedly guessed by many people, so why did such an emotion appear in his father's eyes?

After thinking for a while, Lucius said slowly, "Father, is there any friendship between Malfoy and the Castei family?"

This was the only reason Lucius could guess at the moment that made his father depressed.

But in fact the boy was also very suspicious of this, after all he had never heard his father mention it.

Lucius' question stunned the man on the sofa, and then Abraxas looked up at the child standing in front of the fireplace. As he got older, his Luke seemed more and more like himself when he was young up.

only……

Do you have friendship?

Speaking of which, he doesn't seem to have any friendship with the Castei family that deserves his attention.

But why don't you want this family to disappear?Cherish every pure blood?

If the Malfoy family, which has always only valued interests, said this, who would believe it?

"It's a collateral branch of this family."

Abraxas' answer caught Lucius' attention, and he thought he would not get an answer.And the man on the sofa seems to be stuck in a distant memory.This made Lucius wait more quietly for the truth that made his father so abnormal.

Abraxas's voice was a little low, and he seemed to have lost the arrogance of the past. When talking about this person, there was a look of nostalgia in the man's gray eyes.

"During my student days, I had a very good friend. He was a transfer student from France, a kid from the Perenelle family, and he could be regarded as a collateral branch of the Castell family."

A good friend?Father's friend?Lucius froze.It seems that he has never heard his father mention this person.After another long silence, Lucius hesitated, "What happened next?" He knew what his father was going to say next was the crux of the problem.

"Later...later," Abraxas' eyes fell on the velvet carpet at his feet, the man seemed to be talking to himself, "There is no later, he died."

"Dead?" Lucius obviously didn't expect such an answer that he was waiting for, and the young man couldn't control his surprise for a moment.

But seeing his father in a daze, the boy seemed to understand why his father didn't want that family to be wiped out in an instant.

"Father, it's all over." Finally, Lucius said calmly.

"Yeah... It's all over, and you have grown up."

"I have to report the situation of Oster Kasdey to the Lord..." Lucius looked at his father on the sofa and said truthfully.

"That's natural." Abraxas' eyes returned to his usual indifference, as if he never cared about the survival of this family.

After Lucius left, the living room returned to its original desertedness, and the owner of the manor didn't seem to want it to be as bright as before, even though it was just a simple action for him.

Keeping this movement for a long time, Abraxas felt that his neck seemed to be a little stiff. After standing up and turning twice, the long-haired man seemed to have no intention of leaving the fireplace, but was fascinated to look at the man in the fireplace. flame.

How could Lord clear out a family of alchemists?

Is it really completely forgotten?

But the person who ran out of Hogwarts and rushed to Malfoy Manor in the first place in desperation...wasn't he also Lord.

It doesn't seem right...

Abraxas himself seemed to have almost forgotten that the black-haired boy in the past was named Tom Riddle, not the daunting Lord Voldemort who made people want to submit to him.

*****

Regarding Barty Jr.'s decision to follow that person after graduation, Oster actually has no position to criticize his friend's choice, although Oster still struggles every time he thinks of Mr. Crouch. From this point of view, He is really an obedient boy.

This can be seen from the fact that Oster will appear on time every Wednesday and Sunday night in the principal's office on the third floor of Hogwarts, and receive individual guidance from Principal Dumbledore.

As for Barty Jr., it didn't take long for his friend to accept Dumbledore's tutoring. From the initial opposition to the later helpless acceptance, it didn't take long.In fact, just as Oster didn't alienate him because of his own choice, Batty Jr. couldn't try his best to stop him knowing that the other party did it because of his elders.

Although I still want to stop...

But in the end, it unconsciously evolved into helping Oster cover his whereabouts, and try not to let other Slytherin people find out that his friend had a close relationship with the principal of Gryffindor.

In this regard, Barty Jr. can only paralyze himself thinking about his friend's neutral attitude.

But what happened to Oster who was obviously looking forward to the principal's tutoring day by day!

Finally, one afternoon, someone lost his temper.

"Al..." Little Barty looked at his friend who was reviewing the homework left by Dumbledore with a gloomy face, and said a little depressed, "You seem to be very close to that principal?"

finally come.

Oster put down the book in his hand, and looked innocently at Barty Jr., "What do you say?"

"You are looking forward to his tutoring." Little Barty's eyes fell on the book beside the bed.

"Yes, Principal Dumbledore has a very high attainment in magic." Oster said matter-of-factly, those tutorings were indeed very attractive to him, but this was not the reason Oster waited for this conversation .

"You make me feel that you seem to have joined the Order of the Phoenix." Little Barty's face became a little stiff.

"Barty." Osted raised the rimless glasses he wore for reading, the boy's voice was very soft, soft but convincing, "President Slytherin You have to leave one more way out for yourself, don’t you?”

"Of course I understand! But shouldn't your retreat be that adult!"

"No, Death Eaters don't hurt pure blood." This was a lie, but Oster continued to maintain a deadpan state.

"Really?" Little Barty looked suspiciously at his friend's extremely calm face. That's not what he heard...

"Of course, Castei is an ancient family after all. Even the heir of Slytherin will not easily touch a pure-blood noble who has already shown his neutrality. This is not in line with his idea of ​​promoting pure-blood. "Oster who knew the truth and continued to lie.

"Really?" Little Batty was a little shaken.

"So I'm getting close to Dumbledore now, just to keep a chance for my future." Oster looked at little Barty, hoping that the other party could understand what he meant.

"There is no need for that! The adult must be the one who wins in the end!" Almost without thinking, Batty blurted out, and little Batty couldn't understand why Osted always thought that the adult would fail.

"I know he is very powerful, but when people always make mistakes, wouldn't it be good to leave an extra path for yourself? Batty, your family is all from Gryffindor, you can..."

"I don't need that kind of retreat!"

"...Sometimes, I really suspect that someone has given you a love potion." Before joining that person, it's scary to be loyal.

Because of the friend's sudden joke, Little Barty's cheeks were a little hot, "Don't make such a joke."

But this made Oster even more puzzled, "I ask seriously, have you seen him?"

"No...no." He really wanted to be summoned by that adult, but Crouch's identity made it difficult for little Barty to have this opportunity.

"So where does your loyalty come from!" Oster stared off his glasses in disregard of his image.

"This..." Little Barty regretted the conversation with his friend today, but after calming down for a while, the boy said little by little, "Don't you feel this way? Even if you haven't met that adult, But is his strength, his power, and his strength and wisdom enough to make people submit?"

"But you haven't seen him yet, how can you feel the so-called strength and wisdom." Oster found that the number of times he frowned recently seemed to be increasing geometrically.

Little Barty looked at his friend a little strangely, "Don't you know that Slytherin never lacks topics about that adult?"

"Is it just heard?" Oster shook his head.

He remembered the strange feeling in his chest the night he got home when he heard the man split his soul.

But even though his mind was wandering, his instinct continued, "You are blindly worshiping... you,"

"Al, you said you wouldn't interfere with my decision," Barty Jr. said, adding at the end, "And we will always be friends, never enemies."

"Yes...that's right," Oster said dryly, "I just hope that you can leave a way out for yourself. Even if you join the Death Eaters in the end, you must at least get in touch with the Death Eaters." Make your allegiance decision after you get to that person, okay?"

Little Barty looked at the young man sitting by the bed with his head slightly raised. There seemed to be emotions in his beautiful blue eyes that he couldn't understand, but the other party's concern was obvious.

"Okay." Little Barty replied, "But Al, that lord will not fail."

“…always put your own safety first.”