Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"Lucius?"

The Death Eaters waiting outside looked at Lucius Malfoy who came back and frowned and asked: "Why did you come out so soon? Are you reluctant to give up your Galleons and want to disobey the Dark Lord's order?"

"Of course not." Lucius Malfoy said lightly: "It is their honor and the honor of my Malfoy family that these Galleons can help the Dark Lord."

"In that case, why did you come back again?"

"There are many people in Gringotts. I need to wait for a while before a goblin takes me to the underground vault." Lucius Malfoy said, "I don't want to wait, I want to go to Knockturn Alley to buy something first."

"There are many people in Gringotts?" The Death Eaters were skeptical and walked forward, wanting to see it with their own eyes.

Lucius Malfoy did not stop him, but walked down the stairs quickly, "Then I will go to Knockturn Alley first, and we will meet here later."

After that, he walked towards the fork in the road not far away without looking back.

The Death Eater frowned, looked at the nearby Gringotts, and then looked at Lucius who was getting farther and farther away. Without hesitation, he immediately turned around and followed.

He was worried about letting Lucius act alone.

"Why, don't you trust me?" Looking at his companions who were catching up quickly, Lucius asked indifferently.

"If you are really loyal to the Dark Lord, you should take the initiative to send out the vault." The Death Eater sneered.

"The Dark Lord disdains such things." Lucius said, "Who should I send it to? To you?"

"I don't mind." The Death Eater said sinisterly, not hiding his thoughts at all.

Lucius didn't say anything else, but quickened his pace.

The two turned into Knockturn Alley along the fork in the road. The already quiet street became even more deserted. The doors of the shops on both sides were open, but there was no one inside. It was pitch black, as if a beast that was choosing people to eat was waiting for its prey to come.

Lucius turned into another narrower alley skillfully.

The Death Eater followed him, still chattering, "You are so lucky. If Lestrange hadn't been killed, you would have been dead now."

"I should have said this." Lucius sneered, "If Bellatrix hadn't died, a waste like you wouldn't even have the chance to talk to me."

"What did you say?"

The Death Eater got angry and grabbed Lucius's robe.

The adult had told him in person that when Lucius Malfoy was no longer valuable, the vacant position would be his.

How dare a loser on the verge of being abandoned talk to him like this? Didn't he want to live?

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Lucius turned his head and said with a smile, "You can't even tell whether a person is disguised by a Transfiguration spell or not. Aren't you a waste?"

"Transfiguration...you..." The Death Eater's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to take out his wand.

But it was a little late to react at this time.

Two sharp stone spikes extended from the wall behind in the blink of an eye, piercing the Death Eater's shoulders like tofu, nailing him to the opposite wall.

The Death Eater felt dizzy, and the severe pain in his shoulder made him subconsciously loosen his hand holding the wand, and blood dripped down his fingers.

"You... who are you..." The torn wound made him tremble as he spoke, "You, you can't kill me... otherwise the Dark Lord will kill you... You, can't escape..."

"Who am I? Of course I am Lucius Malfoy, why, don't you recognize me?"

Lucius said with a smile on his face, but his platinum-blonde long hair began to shorten rapidly and soon turned into short black hair.

The pale face also turned into another younger face.

"You, you are not Malfoy... who are you..." The Death Eater roared in horror: "Dare to provoke the Dark Lord... If you don't want to die, let me go..."

"You don't even recognize me, it seems that you are really a waste." Kyle said uninterested after canceling the Transfiguration.

I thought I had caught a big fish, but it turned out to be a piece of rotten kelp.

He was not bragging. Given Voldemort's hatred for him, his popularity among the Death Eaters was probably no less than Harry Potter's.

The fact that this Death Eater didn't recognize him only showed that he was a nobody who had no decision-making power and could only follow orders.

Is Lucius Malfoy in such a miserable state now? It would be fine if he was not trusted, but he was actually let such an insignificant waste look at him.

Kyle curled his lips, picked up the wand he had just dropped, and weighed it in his hand.

"No matter who you are, let me go immediately, otherwise the Dark Lord... the Dark Lord will definitely kill you..." The Death Eater was still roaring, but he was no longer struggling.

It hurt too much. Every time he moved, his shoulder seemed to be broken, so he didn't dare to struggle.

Kyle ignored him and just looked at the wand in his hand.

"Pure black wand, ebony? The core... definitely not unicorn hair, it should be dragon heart tendon, in pursuit of power."

"You, why are you asking these questions?"

"Of course, I'm familiar with my weapon in advance. Even if you are a waste, there is still value in recycling waste." Kyle raised the ebony wand and pointed it at the Death Eater's head.

"Although I have never used a wand with this combination, dragon heart tendons that favor power are usually not loyal, so there should be no problem."

"Wait, wait, you..."

"Legitimate Mind!"

...

With a flash of white light, Knockturn Alley returned to silence again.

Ten minutes later.

Kyle walked out of Knockturn Alley, but at this time he had turned into the Death Eater before, and stopped directly at the door of Gringotts.

Not long after, Lucius Malfoy walked out from inside. His face looked even paler than before, and even his fingers were trembling slightly.

"Why, you are reluctant to give up the Galleons? Remember, this is your honor!"

"You don't need to remind me, Trevernot." Lucius said coldly: "It's just a few Galleons. The Malfoy family will always be loyal to the Dark Lord."

"If you are really loyal, you should hand over all the family vaults, instead of squeezing out a little bit like now."

Lucius's face was unnaturally red, as if he was angry.

It seems that his only value now is to provide Galleons. Handing over the vault... Does he think he is not dying fast enough?

But even so, Lucius did not dare to get angry. He was afraid that Trevernot would report his words to Voldemort with exaggeration.

Now the Malfoy family could not make any mistakes.

"The Dark Lord knows my loyalty, so you don't need to say anything here."

After saying that, Lucius left Gringotts quickly.

Trevernot... no, it should be Kyle who followed him closely.

Before that, he always thought that Moody had cheated Malfoy again, until he saw the memory of the Death Eater, he found out that he was wrong.

They were not going back to Cornwall, but for a new mission, but the other party did not know what it was. His mission was just to watch Malfoy.

"It's almost time."

Back in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, Lucius looked at Trevernot and said, "Trevernot, take out the things. If we miss the time, we will all be punished."

Kyle nodded and took out a... tea coaster from the pocket of his robe.

To be precise, it should be a door key.

Lucius put his finger on it without saying a word.

The two stood there awkwardly. After an unknown amount of time, a sudden suction force came from the teacup mat.

The portkey took effect.

After a dizzy flight, Kyle finally landed on the ground again. A gust of wind blew and Kyle smelled a familiar smell of the sea.

But he was sure that this was not Cornwall.

"Very punctual." A pale and thin wizard came over and said unceremoniously: "Travnot, there is nothing for you here, go back."

Kyle, who had just adapted to his new identity, was stunned for a moment before he realized that the other party was talking to him.

This impolite attitude, full of disgust... It turned out that this guy was still a second-rate one, even worse than the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

"Yes, Lord Lestrange." Kyle consciously walked to the end of the team.

That's right, there are many Death Eaters here, roughly estimated to be more than fifty, and the leader is the thin wizard in front of him.

Rodolphus Lestrange, one of the senior Death Eaters, Voldemort's confidant, and Bellatrix's husband, but Bella was madly obsessed with Voldemort and had no feelings for her nominal husband... At most, they had been in Azkaban together and were considered cellmates.

But he didn't seem to care much about it. Kyle felt that if possible, he wouldn't even mind replacing Bella.

While Rodolphus Lestrange was talking to Malfoy, Kyle looked at his current location calmly.

In Travernot's memory, he only knew that Malfoy took him away with the door key after taking the money, and he didn't know where they were going specifically.

But they were on the seaside. Judging from the environment, this should be a pier? Or an island?

With limited information, Celt was not sure if this was it?

The only thing that was certain was that this place should not be Britain.

Kyle has rich experience in using portkeys, and it is not difficult to judge the distance from the flight time. The time the portkey lasted just now is enough for them to leave the UK, but it will not be too far away.

If Kyle guessed correctly, they should be on an island off the coast of England.

Kyle wanted to find someone to get some information out, but the people around him didn't seem to like him very much. Every time he wanted to get close, he would get a look of disgust.

I have to say, this guy is really bad.

Kyle even felt that Rodolphus Lestrange asked him to monitor Malfoy, probably because of his poor popularity.

If Malfoy is unhappy and has a little mood, just kill him and make amends, there is no need to feel sorry at all.

Even if it is a shabby and ugly wallet, it is always more useful than cannon fodder... It's a pity that the real Travernot never seemed to realize this.

Noticing Rodolphus Lestrange's eyes sweeping over, Kyle immediately stood quietly.

However, Lestrange's eyes did not linger on him, it seemed that it was just a routine inspection.

"Strange, why do they stay here all the time?" Kyle was a little confused.

He and Lucius Malfoy had been here for more than ten minutes, but the Death Eaters did not move at all, just standing here dryly.

Could it be that Voldemort had set up a Death Eater training camp?

Or were they waiting for others...

Just thinking about it, Kyle suddenly felt his scalp tingling, and his heartbeat began to become rapid.

In the sky not far away, several black smoke clouds flew at high speed and suddenly landed nearby.

Voldemort walked out of the smoke, followed by Yaxley, Crabbe, Goyle, and other famous Death Eaters.

Seeing this luxurious lineup, Kyle was numb.

He wanted to cause some trouble for the Death Eaters, but it was limited to the Death Eaters, not Voldemort.

What's the difference between causing trouble for Voldemort and seeking death.

Kyle regretted it a little. If he had known that Voldemort would come, he would definitely not join in the fun.

It's a pity that Trevernot knew too little. Now Kyle can only shrink himself behind the crowd as much as possible, thinking about finding time to run away later.

Even if he was discovered by the Death Eaters, they would only cause trouble for Trevernot, and it had nothing to do with Kyle.

Yes, find time to run away.

Kyle shrank back again. Voldemort's eyes never saw those cannon fodders that could be abandoned at any time. This was good news.

In addition, for safety reasons, he did not choose to use Transfiguration this time, but Polyjuice Potion. So as long as he did not commit suicide, Voldemort would not find out that there was a strange thing mixed in his team.

Kyle imitated the others and expressed his loyalty to Voldemort with fanatical eyes.

"Wait a little longer..." He thought to himself,

At least we have to find out the purpose of Voldemort's coming here. It must be no small matter for him to come here in person.

After all, when recruiting more than a hundred wandering wizards like Lennis, it was only Barty Crouch Jr. who showed up.

Now not only Voldemort has come, but almost all the well-known Death Eaters have also come. It is obvious that they are planning some big conspiracy.

Since he ran into it, he naturally had to find a way to figure it out.

Kyle was very glad that he had decided to use Polyjuice Potion before. If it was a Transfiguration spell, Voldemort might have found him out after he got here.

Although that Lannis did not recognize the title of Dark Lord, this was not something Voldemort had given himself. Only Dumbledore could surpass him in terms of his strength in exchange for his face.

"Where is the stuff?" Voldemort asked coldly at the front.

"Here." Lucius Malfoy, like a quail, trembled as he took out a box of the same style as Cornwall, which should have been given by Gringotts.

"Very good." Voldemort nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Rodolphus Lestrange on the side.

"Master, I have already notified Miles McFasty in advance. They should be ready to welcome the great Dark Lord now."

"Ready to come?" Voldemort looked at Lestrange with red eyes, "Do you mean that I still have to wait for him here?"

With a plop, Rodolphus Lestrange knelt directly on the ground.

"Master, I'll go and catch him now!"

"Roar!"

As he spoke, an angry roar came from a distance, followed by several flames dozens of feet long, intertwined in the air like a spider web.

The Death Eaters' team was a little chaotic, but because Voldemort was here, they quickly returned to normal. Even if some people were afraid, they didn't dare to show it.

Fear means incompetence, and Voldemort hates incompetent people the most. As a Death Eater, if Voldemort hates you, your fate will be miserable.

"No need, I'll go myself." Voldemort looked up at the flames that had not yet completely dissipated, "Miles is a smart man... and smart people usually make the right choice."

Under his command, the Death Eaters' team finally moved and walked towards the depths of the island in a mighty manner.

Yes, the island.

Kyle knew where this was when Lestrange said that name, and the movement just now further confirmed his guess.

The Hesperidian Islands, where the black dragon is.

As we all know, there are only two places where you can definitely see fire dragons.

The Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve, where you can see almost all kinds of fire dragons, except the Hesperidian Black Dragon.

Because of their special nature, this kind of fire dragon cannot live with other dragons of the same kind. For centuries, they have been managed by the McFastie family living in the Hesperidian Islands, or protected.

While taking care of the black dragons, they also prevent them from running away from the islands.

And Voldemort's goal is probably these war machines.

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