[HP] love

Now that he knew the final appearance of the Horcrux, Hill no longer tried to crack Slytherin's locket. Instead, he began to feel that this thing was quite tricky, but he couldn't solve it for a while.Moreover, he hadn't been at Hogwarts for a few days, and although no one asked him where he was going, there were doubtful eyes cast over him from time to time, and he could even feel Professor McGonagall's stern scrutiny every day.

However, these are not the most troublesome things for him.What Hill feels most urgently needs to be solved now is the problem of his soaring magic power.If someone had told him before that your magic power would grow at a speed that could be felt every day, he would never believe it.Because the magic power of wizards grows subtly and regularly with age and frequency of use, I have never heard of anyone who can clearly feel this.But now he found that what he was facing was such an impossible thing.

Since the second sacrifice, he has been able to feel that his magic power has increased significantly every day, and the moment he holds the wand after waking up every morning, he will feel the difference.Hill began to feel that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to control his magic power, and now he was even cautious every time he cast a spell, lest he could not control the amount of magic power and cause unpredictable situations.

With the passage of time, he felt more and more that his body seemed to be unable to support the surge of magic power, but fortunately, after hovering on the verge of collapse for a few days, he slowly felt the growth rate of magic power slow down , This discovery can't help but let him breathe a sigh of relief.

During this whole period of time, his spirit was in a state of tension, but even so, no one noticed Hill's abnormality, which indeed has to be said to be a kind of luck.Because all eyes of Hogwarts are on the mandrakes that are about to mature, oh, and maybe the o·w·ls of the fifth graders.Even Allen didn't have the energy to pay attention to other things. This discovery really made Hill breathe a sigh of relief.

Malfoy Manor.

Lucius sat in a secret room in the cellar of the manor, staring at the black notebook placed in the center of a miniature circle, thinking.This is what he just asked Dobby to sneak into the girls' dormitory at Hogwarts. This is a decision he made after thinking about it for a long time, because there is always a hunch in the dark, if he doesn't do this, maybe Something that he regrets will happen.As a pure-blood wizard, Malfoys always believed in their hunches.So, although he didn't find anything against him, Lucius still did it.

Now he stared suspiciously at the notebook that he had thrown away, thinking about it.He seemed to have seen this notebook when he invaded Hill's mind. At that time, he thought it was just one of the disadvantages seen by the teenager, but now he found that it seemed to be more than that.

The traces of black magic evidently surrounding the notebook seemed taken for granted before, but revisiting it today seems to be a little different.He used to think that the things he got from the Dark Lord had powerful black magic blessings, so he didn't observe it carefully after getting the notebook, but now, when he put all his attention on When it was on it, combined with the picture seen in Hill's dream, the conclusion was obviously different.

This is definitely not a simple black magic item, Lucius came to a conclusion silently in his heart.

"Lucius, are you there?"

Narcissa's voice came from outside the door, interrupting Lucius' thoughts.He knocked on the table with his fingers, and the stone door opened in response, and his nominal wife walked in from the door with a smile on her face.

"I received a notification from Gringotts today that the Lestrange family's vault is about to lose its magic certification. As the key holder, they hope that I will go there tomorrow." Narcissa's face was quite ugly. She really doesn't want to think of her sister Bella, but this idea is really a luxury. These people who she doesn't want to remember will always appear in her ears inadvertently, and it seems that she will never be able to get rid of it.

"Then, you will go there tomorrow." Lucius replied casually.

"The point is that I don't want to go, I've already made an appointment with Martin to go to Germany!" Narcissa shook her head annoyed, and suddenly she seemed to have discovered something, "Merlin, Lucius, why did you leave this thing behind?" By your side?"

Following his wife's gaze, Lucius looked at the black notebook again.He frowned and didn't speak.

"Isn't the Dark Lord already dead? Why do you still keep what he gave you?" Narcissa's expression was serious and frightened, her body trembled when the word 'Dark Lord' was mentioned, and her memory always It's so annoying, the conditioned reflexes on the body can sometimes reflect the thoughts in the heart, her fear of the Dark Lord has been deeply rooted in her heart, just mentioning his name, she immediately shivered.

Seeing Narcissa like this, Lucius couldn't help being stunned. He looked at his wife in astonishment. It's really strange that Mrs. Malfoy, who has always been elegant, would be frightened like this because of a notebook.

"Put it away, Lucius!" Narcissa whispered angrily, "This thing makes me feel very uncomfortable!"

Staring at her for a few seconds, Lucius realized that she was really not joking, so he put the notebook back in the box where it had been placed.It wasn't until she couldn't see a single bit of it that Narcissa really breathed a sigh of relief.

"Seriously, Lucius, you'd better deal with it as soon as possible!" Narcissa said seriously, "Also, you have to accompany me to Gringotts tomorrow, and wait until everything is done. Then send me to Martin. I don't think you want to hear about Mrs. Malfoy's meeting with her boyfriend at Gringotts?"

Lucius stared at her in silence for a few seconds, Narcissa finally lost the fight bored, and bent her knees gracefully, "Then, Mr. Malfoy, see you tomorrow." After finishing speaking, she didn't look back He walked out with graceful steps.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Lucius couldn't help but groped for the box where the Dark Lord's notebook was placed. There seemed to be some secrets in it, but why Narcissa, who was originally surnamed Black, could feel it, but the same What about the pure-blooded self who doesn't know anything?