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At the appointed place, Draco handed the locket to Harry.

"Malfoy, why are your eyes red?" Ron said strangely.

Draco snorted softly, turned his head away, and didn't respond.

Hermione abducted Ron, gave Ron a warning look, and told him to shut up.

Harry could see that Draco had put a lot of thought into getting the locket, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Draco, if you need help in the future, just say it."

"That's natural, if you want to escape, I will never let you go!" Draco raised his face arrogantly.

Harry smirked.

"Come on, we are short on time, hurry up and find a place to do what you want to do." Draco urged.

So the four quickly found an empty classroom and closed the doors and windows.

Hermione asked Harry, "How did you open it before?"

"I said 'open' in Parseltongue, and it opened, and a vicious soul piece came out of it, and Ron slashed it with the Gryffindor sword." Harry regretted a little, he had never seen the locket The content inside will destroy it.

"I actually destroyed the Horcrux?" Ron looked a little excited after hearing Harry's words.

"Stop talking about what you have and what you don't have, hurry up!" Draco urged dissatisfied.

Harry didn't say much, and then put the locket on a table and said "open" in Parseltongue.

The locket opened automatically immediately, and a black, smoky ghast came out of it. The terrifying scene made both Hermione and Ron take a few steps back.

"Grandpa?" Draco looked at the soul piece in surprise.

The smoky soul piece paused, circled around Draco, and asked in surprise, "Are you a little dragon?"

"Yes, I'm Draco Malfoy." Draco replied honestly.

The soul piece retracted into the pendant box with a whoosh, and then rose from the pendant box with a translucent soul body, a delicate face, platinum hair, an elegant smile, and a noble temperament.

Harry pointed to the soul tablet in front of him in shock, and stammered, "You, you, you are... Abraxas Malfoy?"

"Yes, young man, who are you?" Hun Pian asked with a smile.

"Harry Potter," Harry replied.

Soul Piece's smile froze all of a sudden, and then roared frantically: "You are the July Boy in the prophecy! The Harry Potter who will defeat Riddle!" During the days when he was with Lucius, he had already A thorough understanding of what happened after his death.

"Grandpa!" Draco hurriedly stopped the frantic Soul Chip, and said, "Potter is now the Dark Lord's lover!"

Hun Pian snorted heavily, then retracted into the locket with a whoosh.

With a sigh of relief, Harry walked over to the table and saw a small photograph in the locket.

There are two people in the photo, the young Dark Lord and Abraxas Malfoy.Judging by age, it should be taken not long after graduation. The Dark Lord's face is still a little childish, but his smile is very clean and pure. Malfoy next to him puts his hand on the Lord's shoulder, and the two look very close.

Harry held the locket tightly, and was very shocked. It turned out that the Dark Lord also had such a sunny side at first, and what kind of blow made him into the gloomy and suspicious character he is now.

"Mr. Abraxas Malfoy, Tom still can't let go of your death. Please tell me what I should do to help him get out of the shadows." Harry said eagerly to the locket.

At this moment, Harry felt as if being pulled by a force, and his consciousness was suddenly sucked into a black vortex, which felt like falling into Dumbledore's Pensieve.

Looking at the strange environment around him, Harry knew that he should have entered the memory of old Malfoy.

In front of him was Malfoy's gorgeous living room. The Dark Lord and old Malfoy were discussing something. The smile on the Dark Lord's face was not mixed with those negative emotions.

"Riddle, someone from my subordinates told me that recently the devil over in Germany contacted Dumbledore." Old Malfoy said.

"Grindelwald?" the Dark Lord said casually, "What kind of waves can that old fellow make!"

"He is Dumbledore's predecessor, you have to be careful." Old Malfoy was a little worried.

The Dark Lord disagreed, "The person Dumbledore loves now is me, he can't go to Germany."

"I hope so." Old Malfoy said thoughtfully.

The scene changed, and the long meeting table of the Dark Lord appeared in front of Harry. The Dark Lord sat at the head, and the other Death Eaters sat on both sides according to their status. Old Malfoy sat on the right hand side of the Dark Lord.

"Is there anything else you need to report?" the Dark Lord asked conclusively.

Death Eaters looked at me and I looked at you, and shook their heads.

At this moment, a Death Eater that Harry had never seen before spoke, "Master, I got news that Dumbledore went to Germany today."

The Dark Lord's expression suddenly changed, he stood up abruptly, and angrily turned into black smoke and whizzed away.

"Master, wait a minute!" Old Malfoy hadn't finished speaking, and the Dark Lord had disappeared.

So he angrily yelled at the Death Eater who had just spoken, "Rozier! Why didn't you tell me about such an important matter!"

The Death Eater named Rozier said arrogantly: "I can't let you do meritorious deeds every time, Mr. Malfoy."

"You!" Old Malfoy was furious, and said harshly, "If Master is in any danger, I will definitely not let you go!" Then he apparated away in a hurry.

The scene changed again. It was a night. In front of a residential house, the Dark Lord stood alone in front of a large window. The bright lights in the house reflected the figures of two men. They were Dumbledore and Grindel. Wo, the two are hugging and kissing each other intimately, talking softly.

When old Malfoy arrived, the Lord Demon King was already in tears, staring blankly at the figure on the window, as if he had lost his soul.

"Come on, Riddle, you shouldn't be here." Old Malfoy whispered, "I'll take you back."

The Dark Lord didn't respond, and let the old Malfoy drag him back to Malfoy Manor.

The scene turned back to Malfoy Manor again, when Dumbledore came to the door angrily.

Harry found that Dumbledore was very young at this time, looking only in his 30s, not at all the gray-haired appearance he remembered.Could this be what Dumbledore really looked like?Harry thought secretly.

"Tom, why are you here! I contacted you, but you didn't respond, and you didn't go back to Slytherin Manor. What on earth do you want to do? Why are you here with Malfoy? Come back with me!" Dumbledore roared angrily.

The Dark Lord shook his head, showing no intention of leaving.His eyes were gloomy and gloomy, without the expression of the past.

Dumbledore noticed something strange, turned to the old Malfoy next to him, and asked, "What did you do to make him look like this!"

Old Malfoy responded bluntly, "It's not what I did, but what you did! Where are you these days? Who are you enjoying yourself with?"

Dumbledore was startled, and said to the Dark Lord, "Don't believe his nonsense."

Old Malfoy snorted mockingly, and said, "Riddle saw your private meeting with his own eyes!"

Dumbledore knew it would be useless to talk any further, so he suppressed the irritability in his heart, and asked the Dark Lord, "So you ran here and got in touch with this gaudy peacock!"

The Dark Lord looked at Dumbledore sharply, slapped him hard on the face, and shouted: "You betrayed me, and now you slander me for having sex with others, you are really shameless!"

"You never doubted me before, but now you followed me to Germany, did Malfoy instigate you!" Dumbledore was also furious, desperately trying to suppress him.

"Yeah, Abrak has suspected you for a long time. I didn't believe it until I saw you hugging Grindelwald with my own eyes!" You are together!"

Dumbledore's brain is buzzing, can't you be with me?You want to be with Malfoy, I will never allow it!Dumbledore had long been displeased with Old Malfoy, and immediately made a decisive decision, took out a piece of spelled paper from his clothes and threw it at Old Malfoy.

There was a flash of fluorescent light, and a red spell map appeared on Old Malfoy's face.

"This, what is this..." Old Malfoy was a little panicked at this moment.

"Curse," Dumbledore replied calmly, "I curse you to die of dragon plague and syphilis!"

Both the Dark Lord and old Malfoy were shocked.

"Professor, quickly undo the curse, I promise to go back with you!" The Dark Lord refused to give in at this time.

"No! I have wanted to kill him for a long time! Ever since I saw him kissing your cheek in the Hogwarts infirmary, I have wanted to kill him like crazy! As long as he is dead, you will naturally come back to me !"

Dumbledore said so resolutely that the Dark Lord was completely flustered, "Professor, I beg you to undo Abrak's curse, I will stay in England obediently, I will not follow you, I will not make trouble for you, you I'm willing to do whatever you want me to..."

As the Dark Lord spoke, tears burst into his eyes. For the first time in his life, he was afraid that the situation was out of his control. He was afraid that he would lose his most important friend.

"Riddle, don't beg him!" At this moment, the cursed old Malfoy walked up to the Demon King, lifted the Demon King's chin, and kissed the teardrops at the corners of his eyes, "I told you, your tears are very precious. , stop being sad for people who don’t care about you.”

Dumbledore was completely enraged by the scene in front of him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Malfoy! In 10 minutes, this curse will take effect, you just wait for death!" After finishing speaking, he shook his hand and left.

"Professor, wait a minute..." Seeing that Dumbledore was gone, the Dark Lord was anxious to catch up.

"Don't go, Riddle!" Old Malfoy held the Dark Lord tightly.

"But you will die!" The devil shouted anxiously.

But old Malfoy just said calmly: "I would rather die than you submit to him. You are the king of our Slytherins, and sacrifices are inevitable on the road to being king."

"But I don't want you to die!"

Old Malfoy smiled faintly and said, "Then you will help me break the curse."

Old Malfoy was lying on the sofa, and the Dark Lord squatted in front of him, carefully observing the spell on his face.

But this curse is extremely complicated, not only has several layers, but also has traps.Although the Dark Lord has high attainments in black magic, he is not so good in curses. Facing such advanced curses, he is completely helpless.

"It seems that Dumbledore has spent a lot of thought and time studying this spell. Sure enough, he has been planning to kill me for a long time." Old Malfoy looked very calm.

"It's already at this time, how can you still be calm!" the Dark Lord shouted hysterically.

Old Malfoy smiled faintly, and said, "Ever since I decided to follow you, life and death have long been out of the question. The only thing I can't let go of now is my son who has just grown up. The child lost his father's protection before his wings were fully developed. I am worried about him. The road ahead will be very bumpy. So, Riddle, promise me, take good care of Lucius, the Malfoy family's inheritance cannot be broken just like that."

"Don't, don't leave me..." Hearing his friend's last words, the Demon King lay on his friend like a child and cried bitterly.

Ten minutes was very short and fleeting. Old Malfoy began to cough violently. With the coughing, a lot of blood gushed out. Unsightly syphilis appeared on his skin. His eyes began to blur and it became extremely difficult to speak.

"Riddle... leave Dumbledore... and... help me take care of Lucius..."

Old Malfoy slowly closed his eyes, his breath gradually disappearing.

"Abrak..." The Demon King lay on old Malfoy for a long time, unwilling to leave.

The author has something to say: Recently, Alice Tutu has run out of words, and there is a kind of rush to finish writing here?

So I need time to think about the future plot carefully. From now on, I can only update it every night. Forgive me for being a novice...