[HP] Why give up treatment

Ever since the basilisk was sent away, Olivia has been depressed.No matter how Ivan teased him, he couldn't make him happy.Ivan naturally knew why Ollie was unhappy, and he could only do his best to appease him.This situation continued until Christmas approached.

The Christmas holidays are always exciting, and it's basically like going home for the New Year.Olivia, who had been sad about the basilisk for more than half a month, suddenly regained her spirits and was frightened.One day, little Malfoy pulled Olivia aside mysteriously and asked him if he had prepared a present for the Dark Lord's birthday.Olivia instantly became an idiot.

Fuck!Suddenly realized that December 12st is Father Voldemort's birthday!First birthday after resurrection!I didn't even prepare any gifts for myself...

The little noble looked at each other for a long time with an 'I knew it' look. "My father said that you didn't have a father when you were a child, and you will definitely not be able to react now, so let me remind you."

Lucius Malfoy, touched the UK, the UK's good nanny.

Seeing that the Christmas holiday was getting closer, Olivia's headache became more and more painful.What should I give?Gem silver?Forget it, the money he used was all given by Voldemort, so what's the point of spending Dad's money on luxury goods for him.How about writing a happy birthday card?Xiao Ming still wants to... Bring a wife (crossed out) and son-in-law (Ai Wen) back?No, probably the Death Eaters and the Ministry of Magic will fight the next day.

"Ah, ah, Aiwen, what do you usually give your father for his birthday?" His chin rested on the table, his hands drooped naturally, pretending to be dead.

"Give him something he likes. Anything is fine. In fact, even if you just say happy birthday, he will be happy for a long time."

"But this is my father's first birthday after I met him...and this year, on my birthday, my father bought me a whole house of things. I always feel embarrassed and a little sorry for him." A house is not Rhetorical trick, the so-called house full of gifts, really, a house full of...

"Give him what he needs most."

"I can't afford to give away the entire wizarding world."

"I really dare to say..."

In the end, he decided to DIY himself - Olivia's homemade amulet!

Talisman, in simple terms, is to attach protective magic to items.According to the strength of the magic and the faith of the caster, the amulet will bring people relative strength against bad luck.In fact, the amulet is a difficult thing to get, the power is too small, so it is useless.Too strong... Although there is nothing wrong with being too strong, Olivia's level really can't reach that level.

After two weeks of suffering, Olivia finally tossed out a decent amulet necklace.By decent, I mean compared with his five failures before he succeeded.

"Ai Wen, look!" He held up the silver necklace as if offering a treasure, this thing is really a tormenting little fairy!In order to make this necklace, he did nothing but go to class. He went to the library every day to find materials for hands-on experiments. His back was sore and his legs were cramping.

"Congratulations, you've worked hard." Ivan didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Why do I find your reaction so nonchalant? Are you having a fight?"

"If you mean that you didn't have afternoon tea with me for two consecutive weeks because you were going to make a necklace, and you didn't come to my room to chat, and you didn't eat with me for seven and a half meals a day in fourteen days, and half a day. If you fall asleep halfway through eating. No, I'm not making a fuss."

"Forehead……"

"You haven't eaten or slept well for two weeks just to make it a birthday present." Master Victor decided to adjust the Dark Lord from the child control area to the love rival area.He is definitely the biggest enemy on the road of his relationship with Ollie!

"I'll make one for you next time on your birthday." Come on, Aiwen, are you even jealous of Voldemort's father?

"Hmm." Master Victor snorted noncommittally, and then muttered in a voice that only he could hear. "Actually, it would be better if you gave yourself to me."

So in a peaceful (and not), the wizarding world also ushered in this year's Christmas...

Platform nine and three-quarters—

"Father! Why are you here in person?!"

Can you imagine the shock on his face when he saw Father Voldemort on the platform?Also, Father Voldemort, have you ever imagined how all the kids felt when they saw the Dark Lord himself?Have you really thought about it? !If Potter hadn't left, he would definitely rush up, why don't you rush up?

"Dear Ollie, I'm here to pick you up. No one can stop me from picking up my baby, can I? Not even Merlin." Tom kept a perfect smile.He wouldn't admit to being a little hurt seeing the 'did you just run out of your mind' expression on Ollie's face.Although he knew Ollie was doing it for his own good.

Merlin, the world is crazy.Olivia closed her eyes, took a deep breath, smiled, turned her head and yelled at the students on the train full of words.

"What are you looking at! Haven't seen the Dark Lord? Go home and read the newspaper! There's that so-and-so, put down your camera!"

Not far away, two Victors, one big and one small, stood there stupidly and couldn't stop the corners of their mouths from twitching.

Damn Voldemort can really have fun.Richard Victor rolled his eyes silently.

If you want to snatch someone from this son-in-law, maybe you will die a miserable death, right?Aiwen Victor sweated for his future.

Malfoy and his son walked up to the Dark Lord very naturally and bowed. After watching his master and his son leave, they snorted mockingly at the silent platform and led their son to Apparate.

Being carried back to Voldemort's manor in the arms of the Dark Lord, Olivia began to worry that she would not be kidnapped by the old bee in the future, right?Used to threaten the Dark Lord or something.Even if he doesn't think he's worth anything, I'm afraid others don't.

Apparition is so dizzy, evil!

Voldemort's manor was sunny and sunny, no different from when he left at the beginning of school.The only difference is that the rusty iron gate on the left wing of the castle, which was originally closed, is now so bright that it cannot be ignored, and the iron gate has been opened.Olivia had a bad premonition for a moment. He slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on an open window, and he saw a suspicious big black curly hair.

"Father...Father, you won't put those people from Azkaban at home...will you?"

"There's nowhere else for them to go," said Tom, of course.

So a group of vicious Death Eaters are inhabiting their own home.Fuck!God unfolds!He thought his father would ask Malfoy to find a house outside for these people to live in. By the way, did someone put a time bomb at home?While playing, he had to find a place to cry first.

Well, once you accept the premise... since the escaped group is in his own home, it's not surprising that he was taken to get acquainted with the 'crowd', right?

Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Labastan Lestrange, Antonin Dolohov, Augustus Rookwood… ...Look, look, look, they are all famous criminals.Maybe it was because they had lost their sanity in Azkaban, or maybe they were crazy, but even if he was one meter away from them, he could still feel the coldness of these people.

They were different from people like Malfoy who had never been in prison, or even from Father Voldemort.These people have completely lost their humanity after being tortured by Azkaban, look at those bloodthirsty and crazy eyes.Sure enough, it was a ticking time bomb, so I couldn't keep it.Such an idea appeared unconsciously in her mind, and Olivia's eyes flashed.

"You are loyal Death Eaters, and what you did for my father will never be forgotten," he heard his own voice say.

Everyone looked respectful and saluted one after another.

"Look, our little master is so cute." Bella's shrill voice seemed to be able to pierce one's eardrums.

For some reason, Olivia always felt that she could catch a trace of resentment in this woman's eyes.Logically speaking, this woman was the most loyal to the Dark Lord, following Voldemort crazily until she was killed by the person she respected the most.How could a man who was loyal to the Dark Lord look at his son with such eyes?

"Father, you know those Death Eaters on the left..." After dinner, Olivia and Voldemort were in the study.He was thinking about what to use as a metaphor.Hot potato?Or a bomb that could explode at any moment?

"Oli, it doesn't matter what you want to say, it's just me and you here."

"Hey, you are not the original you, but they are still the original them. Even worse than the original them."

"I have expressly forbidden them to go out and make trouble." Tom took a deep look at his son. "I see what you mean, Ollie. You think they've been in Azkaban for too long, and they've become more restless."

"Isn't it?"

"Yes. But, if I don't rescue them and restrain them personally, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

Olivia choked.That's right... He didn't seem to have considered the consequences at all.For lunatics like Bella and Lestrange, it may be a matter of time before they escape from prison.In their eyes, the Dark Lord is a god. If the Dark Lord is resurrected but does not take them out of Azkaban, it is tantamount to God abandoning them.Thinking about what these desperate people would do, he broke into a cold sweat.

If Bella and the others break out of prison privately and harm the wizarding world, even if it is not the Dark Lord's intention, others will only say that the Death Eaters did something bad.Then, the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic would get another excuse to join forces to destroy the Dark Lord.A new round of war kicked off...

"Father, I understand." Compared with such an old and cunning Voldemort, he was still too young.

"Oli, you are very smart, but sometimes you are too careful, and you are soft-hearted, and you will suffer a loss one day."

"I think I can handle the black hand..." She curled her lips.

"Then you might as well tell me about the basilisk, huh?"

Olivia grimaced, well, the rhythm of death has started again...