Chapter 503: Unfortunate Master Malfoy

No matter how much inside information Helen has hidden, this is not the most important thing right now. It took so much time and effort, and even paid some price, that Maca managed to make herself appear at this point in time. He was not here to listen to Helen telling a story.
At the moment, he still has something to wait for him to complete. In order to satisfy himself in the final outcome, he must focus his attention again, completely transforming the rule rune notes from the monument of confusion into his knowledge .
After a short break, he stopped paying attention to Helen's questioning, and flung himself to the pages of the notebook.
During this period of research, Dumbledore's public funeral was approaching again and again every day. Hogwarts and Hogsmeade Village, not far from the castle, also gradually welcomed a number of guests, and everyone saw crowds of people.
Funerals are always a kind of heavy group activity. Even if the people who come are not necessarily to pay tribute, once they are exposed to such occasions, they will be affected by the changes in the atmosphere.
For example, the young Master Malfoy, who has become more low-key in recent years, is the most typical one.
The world often says that the atmosphere of the family often brings changes to the children, and the nature of the parents often affects the children's ways of doing things in a subtle way.
But this is based on the premise that the child's worldview has not yet taken shape and the independent judgment ability is still insufficient.
In the past, Draco did have a lot of influence from his parents, especially his wall-fathered father, Lucius, who always put his own interests first and was a full speculator.
Perhaps many people in the magic world think that Lucius Malfoy stood up to Voldemort because he supported the theory of pure blood supremacy. In fact, he was not concerned about the interests of pure blood, but only the interests of his Malfoy family.
However, whether it was the original Dumbledore and Voldemort, or the later Maca and Voldemort, where did the confrontation stand so well?
With such an inadequate ability, but his heart is not a small father, Draco's pressure is really not small.
But things like stress can sometimes crush people, and sometimes they can make people grow.
When Voldemort forced Lucius to stand by his side, Malfoy's house had never been peaceful for a moment. With the recent fierce battle between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters intensifying, as Voldemort's manpower diminished again and again, Lucius had to stand on the front line of the resistance to the Order.
Yes, it is exactly right to say "struggle".
Voldemort frustrated with Maca's plan several times, causing his fierce name to continue to decline. He was already inadequate, and he was already a bit stretched to do things. And he was unwilling to send the Black Dead easily. After all, if there were no Black Dead, he would not dare to appear in front of Maca at will.
Because of this, Lucius, who had paid more than his money, was recently forced to go to that street and alley to show his skills.
But where is the character like Lucius, how can Voldemort be assured that he is still confused? As a result, Draco and his mother Narcissa faintly became hostages.
For example, this Christmas holiday, Draco could see Bellatrix's crazy woman as soon as he got home. That woman not only has a perverse and fierce personality, but also has a good magical strength. Last time, she almost wanted to use a diamond charm on him!
Occasionally, only occasionally, and occasionally Voldemort would go to Malfoy's house for a day or two. Although Voldemort was handsome, he even spoke softly when he saw him. But he was not a fool. Where did he not know that this seemingly kind guy was actually a dark devil who did not blink?
In this environment, Draco quickly gave the teacher the ability to watch and watch, and he became more low-key on weekdays. Of course, he could not go back as much as possible without going back.
Not long after Christmas, he picked up his luggage and planned to sneak back to Hogwarts ... No, Hogwarts and that McLean were there, and he had better not pass by.
It's sad to want to come, because his dad has been a wall of grass for a while, so that now his Malfoy's house is not human. At school, students from the other three colleges wouldn't give him a good look; at home, Voldemort and Bellatrix made him worry all day.
This kind of life is really bad!
However, just as he secretly opened the door of his own house, he heard a sudden sound behind him, scaring him all to a standstill.
"Draco, just after Christmas, and the holidays are still long! Where are you going?"
Listening to the voice, I know that it is the old woman of Bellatrix, Voldemort's most loyal follower!
"I ... I want to go to Diagon Alley, and ask Mr. Olivander to check the wand ..." Draco immediately calmed himself, holding his right hand with the box in his left hand, "Since I practiced magic last time After the spell, it hasn't been right. "
It's a pity that he now trembles with both hands, no matter which hand is used to press it.
"Oh? I don't think it's a problem of heart-spells," Bellatrix turned to Draco as if dancing, "" Or, in fact, your wand is more like soul hunting. curse?"
The experience of being detained in Azkaban for a long time makes this crazy witch even more ordinary, and often makes exaggerated acts by himself. In her own words, this is a glorious dance for the master, but then it is a sign of insanity.
"No, it's not a question of the curse ... I think ... the curse will be even better."
With them, these black wizards, it took a long time to understand what to say. In response, Bellatrix seemed to feel more comfortable-at least Draco did.
Sure enough, the crazy woman laughed wildly, and the laughter was like a vulture in the wilderness seeing a corpse, but with sharp joy and inexplicable joy.
After Draco had laughed dryly with Bellatrix, he tightened the suitcase and put away the unknown smile slightly.
"... that, Miss Black ... may I go?" Draco knew that calling her by Bellatrix's own family name sometimes made her happier, such as her husband now When I was there, "when I change to a more powerful wand, I can see the painful expressions of others ... then ... that must be very sweet."
"Oh?"
Bellatrix looked at him up and down with a look of "you're finally getting rid of it", and even laughed louder.
"Yes! Hahaha ... Yes, when we see the enemy lying at our feet and mourn, it is the moment we enjoy most! Sweet, indeed sweet! Ah ha ha ha ..."
Seeing the mad woman couldn't stop laughing, Draco looked around secretly, already trying to take a step towards the door. The mad woman obviously saw it, but it didn't stop it-it seems that escape is hopeful today!
But who knows, the moment he turned and wanted to leave, another voice made him stop again, and didn't even dare to move.
"Is something wrong with the wand?" The gentle voice said softly, "Nothing more than to go to Oliver ... Maybe I can help you, Draco."
It was Voldemort! Oh no ... it should be ... the Dark Lord!
"I……"
In an instant, he realized who the master of the voice was. At the same time, a chill flew from the soles of his feet to the back of his spine, digging along the backbone to his scalp.
For a moment, he couldn't even speak the prepared excuses.
"Draco, are you really going to Diagon Alley?" Voldemort slowly walked out of the hallway on the side of the hallway and asked gently, "Since it is going to Diagon Alley, why not go to the fireplace?"
Draco trembled suddenly when he heard it. Yes! Why doesn't he need flying powder? Even if the line connecting their home to Hogsmeade village has been cut off ~ EbookFREE.me ~ he can go to Diagon Alley first and where to go?
Now that he is running straight out, isn't it obvious that people are suspicious?
Draco, who was regretful for his stupidity, couldn't even say a word.
"Do you want to go back to Hogwarts?" Voldemort stepped forward to Draco and looked at him calmly, and those dark eyes were staring straight at Draco. Binocular, "It's a rare Christmas holiday now ... you're gone, but your mother will be very sad?"
Hearing Voldemort's words, Draco tightened his lips and lowered his eyes slightly.
Although his mother, Narcissa Malfoy, was extremely arrogant on weekdays, when she was with the son, she was coddled. To be honest, she may not be a qualified mother, but she is still a mother who loves her children deeply.
Just a few days ago, when Bellatrix wanted to give Draco a "Christmas gift", it was Narcissa who prevented it from happening. Otherwise, a heart-cursing spell will continue, that taste ... I'm afraid that Draco will never forget this Christmas this year.
"Master Dark Lord, you're right ... I'm not going anywhere." Draco lowered his head slightly, dumbly.
However, Voldemort watched him groan for a moment, which made Draco's heart lift again. Seeing that the Dark Lord didn't speak, he was obviously more panicked, for fear that he would lose this little life as soon as he didn't pay attention.
Just staying at home for a few days, he has witnessed several moments of death. It's hard for him to stand here right now.
"No, you can go ..." Just then Voldemort suddenly said, "You not only have to go, but you must show up at Dumbledore's funeral, understand?"