Chapter 365: Aberration

Each of Voldemort's Horcruxes has a deceptive effect.
Those close to it will somehow hear demon-like whispers and whispers of temptation.
Emotions fall into chaotic chaos, corrosive hatred.
Greed, vanity, induce these negative emotions from the hearts of others, it is its specialty, evil Horcrux can affect people around, these negative emotions can be from scratch, or can be guided by And growth and expansion.
People with unsettled minds, unable to persevere in the face of numerous negative emotions that make up the waves, will be uncontrollable and irritable, and then get worse and worse.
The dark side of those hidden inside will be exposed uncontrollably.
Malfoy slightly let go of his tight mental defense a moment ago, and when he approached Nagini, he felt an evil attack.
This immediately determined that it was a Horcrux.
But compared to the previously hidden dead objects, the difficulty of destroying this Horcrux is too great.
The slippery scales attached to Nagini's long body not only flicked most of the weak magic spells, but also reduced the power of powerful spells.
The most important thing is that Nagini is almost inseparable from his master Voldemort.
Voldemort seldom had the opportunity for Nagini to play with him. Most of the time, no one knew where Voldemort hid it.
Often it is only when the situation is crushed, or when punishment is given to those who do not work well, will Nagini appear.
To kill it means that it is likely to confront Voldemort head-on.
The risk is too high.
When Malfoy began to think, the Dark Lord's words brought him back to reality.
"Draco? What reward do you need." Voldemort asked suddenly, then raised his eyebrows.
All Death Eaters' meals stopped immediately, and it seemed that the Dark Lord had something to announce.
"By the way, I forgot. You haven't engraved the dark devil mark until now. As my most loyal subordinate, how can this most important step be missing?"
Voldemort seemed very interested, looking at the boy in front of him, and seemed to be engraved with a mark, even if it could be regarded as a reward.
Malfoy resisted a bit, but was still mentally prepared for this step.
Undercover, it is unlikely to be without sacrifice, which is too light compared to life.
But after all, this is Voldemort's magic, maybe there will be any sequelae. Similarly, the skull-like mark is too evil and ugly, and it can't be simply removed with some cleaning magic.
Will be with you for life.
But for this, Malfoy concealed it very well, and there was a fevered excitement on his face, and his feet quickly rushed to the table, a look of joy, and a black robe rattling while running.
As for the Lucius couple on the side, his face also changed.
Narcissa took a step forward, thinking about what to say in the past, and immediately her wrist was gripped fiercely by her husband.
"Draco only came back. Why could the Dark Lord not forgive him? Our child is not yet an adult! Don't let him go through this muddy water! The Death Eaters are not so good!" Narcissa was anxious in her husband He whispered in his ear, and his exquisite face showed an unstoppable anxiety.
I saw Lucius look somber and shook her head slowly towards her.
The pale and thin face was not very good, but he knew that Voldemort could not easily resist.
The Dark Lord is moody.
If you plead, it will only make things worse.
At least for now, this is not a bad result. Reusing him is better than excluding it from the edge of power.
At this moment Malfoy stretched out his left arm with earnest expression, pulling up the cuffs.
It is like a devout believer about to receive the baptism of the Lord.
The arm trembled with excitement...
Since he couldn't refuse, of course he couldn't let himself be sacrificed in vain. He must hide his heart and prevent Voldemort from seeing a trace of anomalies.
"Today, all of you here will witness your unwavering loyalty." Voldemort waved his hand, and the dark robe clattered.
The fire snake, which acts as a light in the center of the ceiling, expands its body, and in a moment, some dim interior is completely illuminated.
"Oh!" The werewolf took the lead and began to howl. They knew that they should now growl loudly and respond to Voldemort's actions.
Lucius subconsciously showed a disgusted expression, because this group of beasts was too rude, and made people unconsciously disgusted.
Lord Voldemort looked at the reaction of his men. He nodded with satisfaction, raised his thin arms high, waved his wand gently, summoned a deep red flame, exuding a not-so-scorching heat, shining faintly in the air Light.
The flame is slightly dimmer than usual, and slightly brighter than Lihuo.
The deep demon flame drifted in the air, and finally gradually formed into a shape, like a sharp knife.
Flame light fluctuated slightly, exuding a chilling evil breath.
Narcissa looked at the flame in horror, and soon ~EbookFREE.me~ his son, who had just come back, had to endure great pain.
Just as the blade was about to hang down, etched into the skin of Malfoy's arm, and stabbed with the mark of evil black demon, Narcissa tilted her head, closed her eyes, and squeezed her husband's Arm.
I dare not read it again.
But, depressingly, the faint light suddenly went out again.
In Voldemort's scarlet eyes, the blood-red eyes shrank sharply, squinting into a line.
Malfoy's heart thumped a few times, like a hammer hammering it for a moment, and then the whole body's blood began to flow back, and the back was like a fierce cold wind. The back was soaked in cold sweat.
The faint eyebrows were twisted in surprise, and the eyelids blinked quickly.
This sudden anomaly made him suddenly think of anything.
Perhaps Voldemort discovered his secret?
His right hand wanted to squeeze the wand in the cuff of the wand, but he restrained his behavior and forced himself to relax.
In the gray eyes, there was just a doubt, looking at the Dark Lord in front of him.
That alert look only makes Voldemort's heart suspicious.
Things haven't reached the worst point yet, and they can't mess up.
Then he saw Voldemort's pale face with a smug smile.
"I thought of a very interesting plan, Draco." A low, soothing voice reached his ears.
Voldemort slowly lowered his wand. His pale face showed some high emotions. The two slits of the nostrils tightened. The scarlet tongue licked the dry lips without blood, the snake eyes narrowed, and then with a hoarse voice, Slowly and excitedly said:
"Do you still want to go back to school, Draco?"