Late at night, Malfoy Manor.

Lucius sat in his study, staring at the industrial documents in his hand, his eyes slightly dull.

Because of offending Lockhart, the pure blood families suffered heavy losses.

And he, as the leader, targeted Lockhart.

The loss is even more significant.

Reparation for resources is one aspect, and more troublesome is the death of the family fighting wizard.

When a person dies, it not only takes time to cultivate. It takes a lot of resources and even trustworthy candidates.

For a while, the entire family fell into a state of weakness.

But one thing is fine, Lockhart didn't kill him, and he left some room for nothing.

The family's supporting industry is still in hand.

Moreover, it seems that in order to control them, they also used meditation as temptation and even formed an alliance.

I have to say that although Lockhart's move was simple, it hit them 7 inches.

Alas, who can live, wants to die?

Such a thing can only be accepted.

If you can recover a little loss, just recover a little loss.

after all

They really can't beat it!

Dumbledore refused to take action.

Who can stop Lohart?

When Lucius thought of this, he couldn't help but feel sad.

suddenly

Buzz!

A stinging pain came from the right arm, which made Lucius slightly stunned, but then his face changed.

He quickly lifted his sleeves and saw the Death Eater mark on his arm swimming slowly.

Seeing this, my face turned pale and I even felt a little crying without tears.

Oh my God, who did he owe in his previous life?

Why did the Dark King appear again?

Isn't it dead?

His previous betrayal, and even the magical items handed over to him by the Dark King were lost.

A series of actions made him frightened.

Even want to refuse.

However, the stinging pain in the arms became more and more obvious, and even more sharp.

In a vague sense, Lucius felt a faint breath of death.

Thinking of this, without hesitation, he waved his wand.

Phantom shift!

A black light flashed, and according to the guidance of the Death Eater's Mark, arrived at a remote valley.

The Debra Valley, located in England, is a deserted valley that is rarely visited.

At this moment, it was dark.

The valley is filled with weeds and fog, which makes it even more desolate and even mysterious.

call!

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind appeared out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, green flames rose, and a large number of weeds almost instantly disappeared, flowing out of a clearing.

Immediately afterwards, the terrain changed, and the originally uneven ground changed a little and suddenly became flat.

At the same time, several huge stone pillars appeared on the edge of the ground.

On the surface of the stone pillar, a huge poisonous snake is carved.

The poisonous snake wrapped around the stone pillar, revealing its poisonous fangs, and its green eyes stared at the center of the flat ground.

At some point, in front of this flat land, a wizard's robe wearing a dark green snake pattern appeared.

Then

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The black shadow flashed continuously, and several wizards emitting dark aura appeared.

And, as time goes by, more and more people are.

And they all knelt on one knee on the ground, staring at the back in front of them.

"Owner!"

"Master, you're finally back."

"Master, we have been waiting for you over the years, and we have never believed those rumors."

"."

Exciting calls came from the valley, as if showing their inner excitement, as if they were excited.

However, the status of the black wizard in the back is different from the previous one.

They lowered their heads tightly, and their bodies trembled slightly, as if they were afraid or afraid.

And Lucius Malfoy is among them.

As the Phantoms came, the number of people was getting smaller and smaller.

The backs that everyone was watching began to turn slowly, and what caught my eye was a familiar face.

The emerald green vertical child is like a snake's eyes, with a handsome and evil face, a dark and even a crazy temperament

This is - Voldemort, the second generation of the Dark Lord!

"This time I came, there are so many familiar faces." Voldemort's cold voice sounded.

"However, how do I feel? It seems that some people don't welcome me."

Step! Step! Step! Step!

Everyone heard Voldemort's footsteps ringing.

Some eyes were filled with fanaticism, staring at the arrival of their master.

Some lowered their heads again, fearing that Voldemort would notice him.

"Heart-broken!"

"ah"

As Voldemort casually blew a green heart-wrenching curse, Lucius began to wail in pain.

Watching Lucius rolling back and forth on the ground, making tragic sounds.

A cold and a slightly ferocious smile appeared on Voldemort's face.

How could he not know that he had retrieved all his memories? Originally, he handed over the Horcrux notebook to Lucius for his safekeeping.

result

Run into Lockhart's hands.

The result was a series of tragic encounters from him.

Until now, they are still bound.

If you don’t take this hatred, it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in your heart.

Of course, it is also a consideration to shock these pure blood that has not been seen for a long time.

"Master, let me go, let me go."

"I didn't betray you."

"."

Tom Riddle stared quietly at Lucius who kept wailing and begging for mercy.

After a moment, he waved his wand casually and canceled the Heart-Diamond.

Lucius, who had recovered, was still trembling all over, as if he had not recovered yet, and his whole body was covered in mud, looking quite embarrassed.
To be continued...