HP's return to innocence

After filling his stomach, Lucius curled up in the moldy straw in the corner, his bones ached from the damp and cold place, and he was sure that after leaving here, he would fill himself with a few bottles Rheumatism medicine, otherwise he would spend the rest of his life in joint pain - Malfoy who was hunched over from these problems was definitely not Malfoy.

After teasing himself, Lucius began to think about the current situation. He could order the locket to remove himself from here at all costs, but the result would probably be unlucky for him and the locket.Because you must know that the locket is sensible and smart enough, and his love for Regulus will also let him understand what is beneficial to the Black family at this stage.And that definitely wouldn't include imprisoning the current Minister for Magic in his own dungeon.

But obviously the situation was so bad that he couldn't object at the beginning, or some people simply took the lead, and everything was done without him knowing, and now when the fact has been cast, take back the gold cup and send him Fan should be the best he can do for himself at this stage under the condition that he preserves himself and protects Regulus.

So, Lucius wasn't going to force him, he didn't want to corner the only person who could help.Of course, he wasn't going to sit still, he had to think of a way to save himself.

The door of the dungeon opened again, and before the outsiders came in, Lucius smelled a stench of low-quality tobacco, low-quality alcohol, and possibly marijuana.Then the smelly master appeared, a squat fellow with a scruffy beard and two short, bow-legged men whom Lucius knew as Mundungus Fletcher.

In a way, he is in a similar position to Lupine the werewolf, and Hagrid the half-giant, in the Order of the Phoenix: Dumbledore needed someone to interface with the werewolf, so he chose Lupine.Dumbledore needed someone to contact the giants, so he took Hagrid on.He needed someone who could listen to the news at the bottom of the wizarding world, so he accepted Mundungus.

But in the end, these three guys are not very good. Lupine doesn't despise his identity as a werewolf at all, and werewolves are sensitive creatures. They will never accept these fellows who look at them with disgust or even hatred, but in the end Wizard Lupine also did a good job.Hagrid didn't hate giants, but this guy was too philanthropic and too introverted, and Hogwarts became his magical creature farm.As for Mundungus, although Lucius did not take the initiative to meet him, he knew that this guy was a bastard who could sell his own mother as long as he had money, so he sold the Order of the Phoenix. Some information is not new.

But if it's such a guy, he's easy to manipulate.Lucius thought, and then saw that there was another person behind Mundungus, red-haired, and by age, he should be Ron Weasley.Impulsive, passionate, lack of tutoring, self-righteous little boy.

Lucius watched them, still sitting in the hay, against the wet dungeon wall, his long legs stretched out and crossed in a movement that made him look almost relaxed.

Ron and Mundungus didn't speak after they walked in, but stared at Lucius closely.The platinum noble smiled inwardly—are these two guys playing psychological tactics with him?The expression on his face did not change at all, but he closed his eyes. If the object of doing this was changed to Dumbledore or Voldemort, Lucius resisted the urge to touch the small bag, and it might still have some effect .

As the minutes passed, Lucius' breathing was shallow and peaceful, as if she had really fallen asleep.Mundungus squinted at Ron from time to time, the thief's head was covered with sweat, even though the place was actually shiveringly cold.And Ron also changed his calmness before, and the expression on his face was distorted by anger.

"Lucius Malfoy, the head of the Malfoy family, the current Minister of Magic, what a glorious status, but other than that, are you a Death Eater, a conspirator, a murderer, or a... whore, you Sold yourself to that disgusting You-Know-Who, right? You Malfoys are all like that, and your son sold himself just like you."

The little idiot who was full of foul language, Lucius mocked in his heart, and then thought about how he should choose to face him?How can we get the most benefit.

He rubbed his face with his hands, let out a long sigh, and finally opened his eyes, and even under the dim magic lamp, he could clearly see his exhaustion and depression.

"Can you tell me if my wife is safe? Before coming here, I heard she was injured."

"She's all right, Mr Malfoy," said Mundungus.

"Shut up!" Ron yelled.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Fletcher." Lucius smiled, looking relieved, then he rubbed his shoulders and shivered visibly from the cold, "I... I did in the past Something wrong, but I'm willing to make it up and work with you guys, you get all I can give, just please...don't hurt me."

"You...you're a coward! Malfoy!" Ron yelled, Lucius' cooperation should have pleased him, but his appearance was clearly exasperated.In fact, if Mundungus hadn't stopped him in time, he might have rushed to beat Lucius.

"We just want to know the facts, Mr. Malfoy," Mundungus said, sounding even righteous.

"What fact?"

"That's what happened on the tower!"

"However, I have already said the facts about those, and many times. Grindelwald and Voldemort attacked the headmaster Dumbledore, and the headmaster killed Voldemort..."

"Don't say that name!" Ron yelled. "And stop lying too! You don't want to get hurt, just tell the truth!"

"Uh, please change the words, Mr. Malfoy. If you want to say that the headmaster killed You-Know-Who, Grindelwald hurt the headmaster, and then your son and that Mr. Gunter helped the headmaster kill Grindelwald or something, Just please don't say it a second time. We do, need to know the facts."

"But, this is the truth." Lucius smiled wryly, with a helpless expression on his face.

Ron rushed over, or Mundungus let him go.He tugged on Lucius' collar, which even made Lucius feel a little suffocated: "You said you would cooperate honestly, but obviously you are not honest."

"I have cooperated in giving you the truth, but if you want lies so that you can use them to hurt my family, then I would rather die."

"you……"

"Ron!" A third person rushed in, Sirius Black, who grabbed Ron's arm and pulled him away, "Believe me, I want to treat him more than you do, but, this The guy did it on purpose, he's going to piss you off, make you lose your cool, and then he'll take advantage of it. Calm down, Ron, let's go."

So the dungeon became only Lucius again. It seems that Sirius has finally become smarter this time, but it is only compared with the past. In fact, the reckless red-haired boy is not his at all. goal, and he's got what he wants.

The door of the dungeon rang for the third time, and Mundungus walked in: "You said that you can pay a lot for safety, so what are the details, Mr. Malfoy?"

Lucius looked at him and said, "Everything you can imagine, even beyond your imagination."

Mundungus' eyes were always red, swollen and lifeless, and at this moment they were obviously glowing even in the dark: "This is really... a great offer." He squatted opposite Lucius, but the distance A little too close, and the stench of his body made Lucius feel more suffocated than being choked.

"Malfoy likes a fair deal, Mr. Fletcher, so if you want that, you must tell me how much you can give."

"Few, but a lot. Just tell your son where you are, Mr. Malfoy. But that's a lot for people who are still headless."

"Then you get a good paycheck, security when it's over, and a new respectable identity if you want," Lucius said.

"That sounds really good, Mister Malfoy," said Mundungus, his breath coming short of breath from nervousness or agitation, and the scorching air that filled his bad breath nearly sprayed Lucius in the face, " Then I think, I can take a little deposit." The platinum nobleman had such a bad premonition, and that premonition soon came true, and Mundungus put his greasy hand on Lucius's. On the chest, where the button was missing due to Ron's tugging, it was open, revealing the skin.

Lucius always thought that this greedy person wanted Gallon, but things always went beyond people's imagination and grasp, even if that person was Malfoy.And Lucius now has two choices, resistance and obedience.Rational thinking, given his current condition—although his stomach is full, he is tired, cold, and his bones are still aching, without a wand—even if he resists, even if the object of his resistance is Monton, who is not tall Gus, his odds are not good either.So unless there is another Sirius Black, what he will get will only be humiliation and injury.

It's not that obeying won't hurt, but resisting will only make things worse.

The world thinks that Malfoy is an arrogant and lazy boy, but in order to survive and for the family, Malfoy is strong enough to endure those dirty things.Lucius thought he could bear it when Mundungus' hands were on him all over his body, and his tongue licked his neck with foul-smelling saliva, but...

If he did, it would be the first time for him and the man to be down there.Even his little dragon thought that he had definitely had something to do with Voldemort or the Gold Cup, but in fact, Voldemort would occasionally look at him with special eyes before he went mad, and after he went mad, he knew Cruciatus time and time again.Jin Bei...the two of them never even kissed, only occasionally, when delivering documents, talking about things, arms, shoulders, or just eyes will meet and touch.

There is no sex, but that kind of love makes him fear, desire, and envy—Xiaolong never imagined that his father was such an innocent man, right?

But now it's not even open for the golden cup, but let such a man possess it?

Well, he's innocent again, which doesn't sound like a sane Malfoy, but it hurts to be sane all the time.