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Chapter 138: Making up stories, hair and surrender

The original Voldemort had seven Horcruxes, but now there are only six. Voldemort has not yet realized that the Horcruxes were destroyed, so Naniji is still a simple snake.

Out comes Harry Potter, Ravenclaw Diadem, Slytherin Locket, Gaunt's Ring, Tom's Notes, and the last Hufflepuff Gold Cup.

In order to steal the Gold Cup from Bellatrix's Gringotts vault, you need to access it as Bellatrix and Gringotts will open the safe.

Therefore, Hughes asked Lucius to provide Bella's hair and use the polyjuice potion to transform into Bella.

Azkaban is not a detention center in the ordinary sense, but a real prison, the highest prison in the wizarding world of the Corrupt Kingdom.

So far, no prison break has occurred. In addition to the tight security, the most important thing is that the guards here are not human beings, but dementors who feed on human souls.

The prison is located in the waters of the North Sea, on an isolated island far away from the crowds.

Lucius first went to the Ministry of Magic, used his connections to establish connections, and got the opportunity to visit Azkaban.

The space is distorted and phantom appears.

The prison director of the Ministry of Magic's Law Enforcement Department took Lucius to Azkaban, and a dementor who was obviously the leader stepped forward.

When it saw a stranger outside, it couldn't help but think about it, and was hit by a wand that glowed with white light.

That's the Patronus Charm.

"Back off, you filthy dementor."

The dementor who came forward was slapped, and then he realized that the wizard brought this time was not a criminal.

"Take us to jail."

There is no need to waste words with this circle of monsters. According to the agreement between the Dementors and the Ministry of Magic, the Ministry of Magic orders them to guard criminals on the condition that the Dementors are exempted from death.

"Let's follow! Mr. Malfoy."

The cold sea breeze howled, and even though the prison walls were iron-clad, the criminals were still shivering and huddled in the corner, not to mention that they had to endure the dementors absorbing their emotions all day long.

Along the way, Lucius saw many acquaintances and thought about how arrogant and domineering they used to be outside, but now they have become unkempt, worse than dead, and some have even become crazy.

It's not clear whether it's caused by the harsh environment or the persecution of dementors.

Lucius saw many familiar people, and naturally the criminals also saw him.

Lucius walked deeper into the prison while enduring the curses, spits, etc. from many criminals behind bars.

In this minute, if it weren't for the optimistic prospect of relying on Hughes, he would not have taken another step forward even if he was killed.

Travel to the deepest reaches of Azkaban, where the craziest and worst criminals are imprisoned.

For example, during the First Wizarding War, the Order of the Phoenix members Marlene MacKinnon and her family, the Bones family, Travers of the Prewett brothers and other Death Eaters were tortured and killed.

For example, Sirius was notorious for killing his own friends.

For example, among all the members of the Lestrange family, there is the target Lucius is looking for, Bellatrix? 6? 1 Black? 6? 1 Lestrange.

At this point, I have to sigh, Rodolphus?6?1 Lestrange, the contemporary patriarch of the Lestrange family is really pitiful.

His head turned green, he was still fighting for Voldemort through life and death, and he even did not hesitate to bring his entire family to devote himself to the cause of the Dark Lord.

"What...are you here for? Lucius."

The Lestrange brothers looked up and saw Lucius, but neither of them spoke.

And Bellatrix (hereinafter referred to as Bella) lowered her head and asked.

Looking at Bella, Lucius thought to himself: "It seems that after staying in this cold prison for a long time, even the craziest Bella has no energy to shout."

He certainly couldn't tell the real reason, but he had already thought of an excuse, just like when he applied for visitation at the Ministry of Magic.

"Your sister, Narcissa has been having nightmares recently. She misses you very much."

The implication is that this is a normal family visit.

Therefore, both the Death Eaters and Sirius, who was curled up and pretending to sleep, put aside their curiosity.

Rodolphus was also deeply disappointed by Lucius's answer.

He knew that Lucius was a shrewd person who had escaped trial after losing the war. He did not have the same hatred for Lucius as other Death Eaters. Instead, he expected that as the only remaining Death Eater, he could find ways to help them and provide They fight for a chance at revenge.

But now it seems that the opportunity has not come yet.

After hearing this, Bella was stunned for a moment, and then felt something was wrong.

"No, no, if you want to come to visit me, you won't come after 11 years. There must be some reason.

Yes...he's back, right?

It was him who asked you to come, right?

Yes, yes, it must be! "

Bella became more and more excited as she talked, and suddenly rushed forward, trying to break open the iron fence with her withered hands, and her face with yellow skin due to malnutrition struggled to get out.

She seemed to have confirmed her guess, and wanted to observe Lucius's expression at the closest distance to prevent any micro-expression from being missed.

Lucius also didn't understand how Bella could guess what was going on in the outside world. She obviously didn't know that a crazy fan girl was blind to the object of her worship. This was completely a case of a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

The criminals who had given up their curiosity and returned to numbness all raised their heads and looked at Lucius after hearing Bella's words, as if Lucius would give them hope in a second.

However, before Lucius could say anything, because the criminals had hope, the hungry dementors were instantly attracted by the delicious emotions.

The demons are out, and the soul-eating monster seems to be draining the most beautiful soul. The moans from the criminals can prove that their pain comes from the depths of their souls.

That scene was extremely terrifying!

The casual Ministry of Magic employees raised their white-lighting wands and whipped the rioting dementors.

"Back off, back off, you damn filth!"

After some fiddling, the situation was brought under control.

Because Lucius stood in front of Bella, she didn't suffer the same torture as others.

But after the scene stabilized, the Ministry of Magic employees looked at Lucius with caution and scrutiny.

This made Lucius secretly curse his sister-in-law as a retarded, madman and a disaster.

Lucius's acting skills were still top-notch. Anger and disgust, plus a little regret, formed a tangled complex of emotions that appeared on his face in less than a breath.

"No!"

"Bella, it seems that no matter how long it takes, you never realize the mistake. Fu... the mysterious man is dead."

He looked around and said arrogantly: "You and all of you are the same. Stop fantasizing and repent for the sins you have committed in Azkaban. That is the right way."

Lucius's words of justice were actually mainly meant for fellow Ministry of Magic employees, and in terms of results, they were very useful.

Feeling that the eyes behind him were no longer on guard, Lucius let out a secret sigh.

"Bella, I think Narcissa will be heartbroken when she finds out your reaction."

"Don't you know how much your sister loves you out of all the Black members?"

"The reason why I haven't come to see you for so many years is not that Narcissa doesn't want to come, but that the conditions don't allow it."

"At the beginning, the Malfoy family was also deeply misunderstood. In order to eliminate the misunderstanding and prove innocence, we did a lot of work and spent a lot of time."

"Later, when the situation stabilized, Narcissa wanted to come again, but you know that she has been in poor health and you also know what the environment is like here, so I stopped her."

"But recently, Narcissa misses her sister more and more. She even has nightmares every night. Her body is getting worse and worse than before. For this reason, even your nephew is not interested in studying and is worried all the time at Hogwarts. "

……

If Hughes were here, he would definitely applaud Lucius's story and apologize for his previous ignorance.

The Malfoy family will definitely not become extinct. Even if the family fails, Lucius can make a comeback by becoming a screenwriter or writing novels. After all, he is very good at editing.

Even Bella, who had fallen into a state of excitement because of talking to herself and forcing her mind to make up her mind, was attracted by his story.

The majestic Crazy Bella, the Dark Lord's right hand (the left hand may be Snape, or someone else), a legendary witch and a new era witch on some level, actually started to cry misty-eyed.

Following Lucius's story, Bella thought of the little girl who had been following her all day long.

Memories.

""Sister, let's play games..."

"Sister, I'm afraid..."

"Sister, I don't want you to get married..."

"Sister, I'm here to see you and afternoon tea..."

……

Because of the rigid and serious Black family, my life was very unhappy.

Because of the marriage, my marriage is very unhappy.

Because of the defeat, his love was very unhappy.

But at least I have one true relative, Narcissa.

“The mood was perfect and the scene fit.”

Lucius was grateful that things developed so smoothly. Although there were a few glitches in the middle, it met his expectations.

He turned to the prison director and said softly: "Can you give us a little space? I have brought my wife's confession and I need to convey it to the criminal Bella."

The prison director glared, and then looked like he was embarrassed by what you did to me.

"For the sake of my seriously ill wife, please!"

The person in charge looked at Lucius, trying to find out something, but there was nothing in Lucius's eyes other than pleading.

He looked again at Bella who was in the iron fence. Her legs were weak and she knelt on the ground. She was holding on to the iron window with her hands and she was sobbing.Then he discussed with his colleagues eye to eye, and finally pretended to sigh and said to Lucius.

"I can only give you 3 minutes. After that, we have to leave."

"Thank you! My friends, believe me, you have earned the friendship of the Malfoy family."

The friendship merchant, with a grateful face, respectfully sent the Ministry of Magic employees away before turning around.

Of course, the cell door could not be closed, and the person in charge just walked to the door, but still carefully observed Lucius and Bella. After all, there had never been a prison break in Azkaban, and he did not dare to get into trouble because of his soft heart.

Of course, Lucius didn't mind. He was just making up the story anyway, just to make the story logical and follow the trend.

I saw Lucius squatting down, whispering the stories that were numbered in advance, and finally gently touched Bella's head, and the dry hair was easily obtained.

"I want to take a strand of your black hair and bring it back to Narcissa, to enhance your sisterhood and to give Narcissa something to miss."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, you can take it! Damn it, you are malnourished in this prison, and even your hair is so ugly... Do you want to take some more, go back and pick, choose the best one and give it to Narcissa. "

Lucius gritted his teeth and finally turned his unknown emotions into a sigh.

"I'm sorry, Bella!"

Bella thought Lucius was apologizing for not allowing his sister to visit her, but Bella, who had been so moved by the story, could not blame him.

The vague "It's okay, it's okay" came out of the mouth that couldn't distinguish between tears and saliva.

Maybe Lucius still had some kinship with Bella, so he finally said something that only he could hear.

"No matter what, you are Narcissa's sister and Draco's aunt. I think you will definitely help us, right?!"

"Hmm, woo woo~"

"It's a pity that I have been imprisoned in Azkaban, otherwise I would definitely stay by Narcissa's side and take care of her..."

Lucius collected his thoughts, stood up and said goodbye to Bella and other former friends, then turned and left.

"Lucius, be nice to my sister, otherwise... I will never forgive you!"

At the last moment when the door of the deep cell was closed, Bella's last words came from inside, and Lucius seemed to hear a last word.

After all, if Voldemort is truly eliminated by Hughes once and for all, then these former colleagues will never see the light of day again.

After closing the door, the prison director pointed to the hair in Lucius's hand and stared into his eyes and asked.

"what is this?"

Lucius replied honestly: "Bella has a big head, my friend."

The person in charge looked serious, "Of course I know it's hair. I saw your actions outside the door. I mean, why did you do this? I said before that it was just for a visit, but I didn't say that I would take anything out."

Lucius had no choice but to bring up his wife who was "seriously ill" because she missed her family, and then made promises and benefits, and finally made the random employees of the Ministry of Magic turn a blind eye.

How else to put it, the friendship merchant is a courtesan in the lobby world?

Lucius didn't pay attention to the trivial matter of removing Bella's hair from the beginning.

Just don’t be too handsy, so easy!

Returning to the manor, he saw the frightened Narcissa pacing in the living room. Lucius decisively stepped forward to hold his wife's hand, and then held her in his arms, speaking warmly and kindly to his lover's ears.

"It's okay, it's okay, everything is under my control."

"My dear, that person may be more terrifying than the mysterious man. I am very worried when you are not at home."

"Has he eaten?"

"No, I went in to refill the tea and found him holding a blank notebook and looking at it intently."

Hearing that Hughes did not go to the restaurant to eat as he had arranged before leaving, his heart sank.

Unconsciously, he said what was in his heart, "You can really keep your composure! You really can't treat him like a young boy."

"What did you say?"

Narcissa rolled her eyes at him, and then quietly discussed with her husband.

"I heard before that he was known as the Light of Slytherin, but he was also a complete pure-blood traitor. Later, he tricked our baby into joining the student group. I hate him even more for being so popular."

"Who knew he was such a terrifying wizard? Fortunately, I didn't say anything before. The magic riot before almost scared me to death."

"Send him away quickly. I will also write a letter to keep my son away from this pure-blood traitor."

Lucius hugged his wife's shoulders forcefully and said, "It's impossible to stay away. Our Malfoy family has already boarded his boat."

"Besides, I don't think Draco will listen to you. I can guarantee that he will not quit that club in school."

Hearing this, Narcissa seemed to have heard some horror story.

"Ah~ what should I do? You have to get some snacks. It doesn't matter whether it's a boat or not. You are investing in more than one person anyway, but you must have a good talk with Draco."

Lucius shook his head helplessly. He finally understood why Lucius said that Draco was a spoiled child in the eyes of outsiders.

At this moment, he was even more determined to send Draco to Hughes to train his son.

"From now on, don't worry about your son's affairs."

Narcissa: "You..."

"I would rather the Malfoy family's investment strategy fail than harm my son, don't worry."

"Besides, you shouldn't know too much about today's events. You should also be careful not to reveal it to others, and don't say a word more in front of your noble lady friends. Do you understand?"

Narcissa nodded: "I know!"

Lucius thought for a long time, but in the end he didn't tell her about Bella. He just said: "Thank you for your hard work, madam!"

"Ugh?!"

When he returned to the room again, it was past the normal lunch time, but Hughes didn't leave the room, and it didn't even feel like he even moved his hips.

After all, he didn't like to be a bad guest. Even if he refused several invitations from the house elf Dobby, he still said that he was not hungry and it would be okay if he didn't eat. Besides, Hughes himself was quite picky about food.

The reception room opened, and Hughes could guess who it was without looking up. With his mental power scattered around, he already knew that Lucius was back.

"It's very fast. Mr. Lucius's ability and connections are really impressive!"

Hughes praised him sincerely. He had to travel such a long distance back and forth, and he had to apply on the spot and pass the Ministry of Magic's protracted review. He had no ability or connections, and still wanted to handle things so smoothly. It was really a fantasy.

"My lord, I have lived up to my expectations and brought you Bellatrix's hair!"

Lucius bowed and offered his hands.

"Sir, those Death Eaters have been imprisoned in Azkaban for many years. They are malnourished and their hair is dry. Please allow me to make a selection first..."

how to say?

This cannot be called borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, or writing and selling them now. It can only be said to be the ultimate dog-licking behavior.

Bella had suggested choosing her hair before because she was truly moved by her brother-in-law's story. However, the scumbag brother-in-law turned around and gave her sincerity to the enemy who plotted against her.

"It's okay!"

"But... sir, after all, this is used to match the potion. This kind of low-grade hair is not worthy of..."

Hughes raised his head and glanced at him, then tilted his mouth.

"Mr. Lucius's wisdom is extraordinary!"

"You actually even thought of me taking Polyjuice Potion?"

Lucius was immediately frightened, his waist bent even further, and his head was lowered so that his forehead could not be seen.

"My lord, please forgive me. I was presumptuous."

Perhaps it had been too long since he had worked under Voldemort, and he had forgotten the principle of caution.

He slapped himself angrily in his heart. It seemed that everything that happened today was so smooth that he got carried away.

Unexpectedly, Hughes said calmly to him.

"It doesn't matter. Whether they are friends or colleagues, I like smart people. As long as they are not self-righteous and clever, or acting smart leads to mistakes, I will not restrict you from using your brains."

As soon as these words came out, Lucius couldn't help but compare Voldemort with Lucius.

"Sir, you are not him. He cannot become you!"

Lucius knew exactly who "he" was in Lucius's sincere words.

Without saying much, now that the matter was done, Hughes stood up and said he wanted to leave.

But Lucius insisted on inviting him to dine at home, and after a lot of back and forth, it was difficult to refuse the hospitality, and Lucius finally agreed to him.

Of course, Lucius fully demonstrated what a social ceiling is at the dinner table.

Hughes didn't comment on whether the meal was delicious or not. On the contrary, he had a deeper understanding of the word "extremely beautiful". Even Narcissa, who was so nervous and panicked because she was sitting at the same table with Hughes, finally changed in the atmosphere created by her husband. Gotta get normal.

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