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After the meal, the Dark Lord let Lucius Malfoy stay alone, and ordered everyone else to retreat.Then he walked around the table to Lucius.

Lucius didn't know what the Dark Lord's intentions were, so he hurriedly got up and stood aside in panic.

At this time, the dining table had been cleaned up by the house elves. The Dark Lord sat on the table with his hands behind his back, then pointed to the chair in front of him, and said, "Sit down, Lucius."

After Lucius sat down tremblingly, he lowered his head slightly, avoiding the Dark Lord's sight.

The Dark Lord frowned, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Are you afraid of me?"

"The subordinates are only afraid of the master." Lucius' voice was low and trembling.

"Hold your head up! Didn't you hold your head up so proudly before?" the Dark Lord said impatiently.

"Because the subordinate messed up the master's business, I lost those pride." Lucius said sadly.

At this moment, the Dark Lord lifted Lucius' chin, forced him to look at him, and said angrily:

"Why are you so unintelligent this time! Whether you distanced yourself from me when I lost power, or broke my precious diary, I never punished you. So, no matter how many things you did wrong, I can forgive you, because your surname is Malfoy, the only blood left by Abrak, I will give you an honor that is different from ordinary people! Abrak died because of me, and he won the gold medal for you, what else do you have? scary!"

Lucius froze for a moment, looking at the Dark Lord in bewilderment.

The Dark Lord let go of his hand, adjusted his emotions, and said seriously: "When Abrak died, you just became an adult, and you had to experience so many setbacks at such a young age. So before he died, he entrusted you to me and asked me to take good care of you. You, I agree. So I will never allow the Malfoy family to be squeezed out by the nobles!"

"However, when I was sent to Azkaban, you didn't care about me, and you took my wand away later." Lucius stared blankly at the Dark Lord, and said aggrievedly.

"After I was resurrected, I found that you didn't care much about Draco. Although that child is not as qualified as you, and his magic power is not as good as that of Potter, but he is the grandson of Abrak and the blood of the Malfoy family, but you treat him disrespectfully." I am very disappointed to hear or not. What Abrak cares most about is the inheritance of the family, so he will entrust you to me.

So, when you were caught, I decided to teach you a lesson. I wanted to let you know that when your wings of glory and power were broken, what was left of you except your family!At the same time, I also began to worry that you would die in the war, so I took your wand and separated you from the battlefield, just to prevent you from dying. "

Hearing the Dark Lord's words, Lucius' eyes filled with tears and he sobbed softly.

"After the Lestranges leave, no one can bully the Malfoys. I have something here for Draco." The Dark Lord stood on the ground, took out the Elder Wand from his clothes, and handed To Lucius.

"It is said that this is the strongest wand. It originally belonged to Dumbledore. However, when Dumbledore died, he was hit by Draco's 'Expelling Weapon', so the ownership was transferred to Draco. You give it to For Draco, his weakness in magic power can be made up for by the Elder Wand, so that he can be worthy of the heir of the Malfoy family."

Lucius was very moved, "You actually did it for the Malfoy family..."

The Dark Lord grabbed Lucius' neck and whispered in his ear: "It's all for you, my beautiful and powerful Lucius, come back to me quickly."

The next day, the Lestrange couple left, and Lucius also changed his decadent style. His unruly platinum hair, neat and gorgeous robes, and impeccable aristocratic etiquette satisfied the Dark Lord.

"As expected, my Lucius is unmatched." The Dark Lord praised.

"It's an honor to be praised by the master." Lucius saluted respectfully.

"Actually, I came to Malfoy Manor this time for another purpose, and that is to ask you about Severus Snape." The Dark Lord said casually.

Lucius' heart suddenly rose to his throat. Snape had already used the reason of being a spy to get him to join Dumbledore. Lucius didn't know why his master had to bring up the old story again.

Seeing that Lucius hadn't spoken, the Dark Lord continued to speak slowly: "I heard that Severus was working for Dumbledore because I killed a girl named Lily he liked."

"That's a false accusation!" Lucius hastily denied, "Who said that, he was jealous of Severus being favored in front of his master!"

The Dark Lord stared straight into Lucius' eyes, and slowly said word by word, "That's what Potter said."

Suddenly, Lucius felt that the world was falling apart. He knew that the Dark Lord would never tolerate betrayal, and his friend might not be able to escape the disaster of killing himself.

"Dear Lucius, why are you so pale? Did you already know about Severus' betrayal!" The Dark Lord's aura was fierce, and the surging magic power made the surrounding tables and chairs creak.

"Master... I, I..." Lucius wanted to explain, but if Potter said it, it would be a sure evidence of the crime, and he couldn't explain it at all!

The Dark Lord withdrew his magic power and said coldly, "It's true! Then, what do you think I should do with Severus?"

Lucius was a little flustered, and asked anxiously: "You don't punish your subordinates, don't you report what you know?"

"You are quite sensible, so how do you want to be punished?" the Dark Lord asked with great interest.

Lucius swallowed, and said with difficulty: "Critical carpal..."

Before Lucius finished speaking, the Dark Lord slapped Lucius on the cheek, and then roared angrily: "Shut up, Lucius! I remember that I never gave you Cruciatus, you just think so Try it!"

"Severus is my good friend. I can't just watch him die without saving him. If you punished your subordinates and vented your anger, maybe you wouldn't execute Severus." Lucius replied painfully.

The Dark Lord frowned, and cursed inwardly, you troublesome brat!Then he said, "You want to save him? Yes, I said I would give the Malfoys an unusual honor, but only if you can convince him to come back to me!"

Lucius looked gloomy, and replied, "I'm afraid Lily occupies a big place in Severus' heart, and it's not easy to convince..." If it was so easy to talk, he would have already said it.

The Dark Lord's face turned cold, and he said angrily, "Could it be that he was allowed to plot to kill me?"

"No..." Lucius didn't know how to excuse his friend for a moment.

"In short," the Dark Lord had already made up his mind, "send him a letter and tell him that you will see him tomorrow. Don't tell him that I will go too. You must convince him tomorrow, or I will have to get rid of him!"

Seeing the Dark Lord's unrestrained aura, Lucius had no choice but to bow his head and agree.

There is a secret corridor in the Malfoy Manor, and the walls are covered with portraits of Malfoy's masters.In front of the portrait of the previous Patriarch, the Dark Lord was constantly thinking about it.

"Your child is really troublesome. In order to intercede for a dangerous person who wanted to kill me, you actually asked me to give him Cruciatus!" the Dark Lord complained dissatisfied.

The person in the portrait is very beautiful, with shiny platinum hair, and said with a smile: "The kid named Severus is a good friend of Lucius, of course Lucius doesn't want him to die, just like I thought back then. protect you."

"So, I'm afraid your son will die early!" The Dark Lord said angrily, "You shouldn't have entrusted him to me back then!"

"I can't help it," the person in the portrait said innocently, spreading his hands, "Who told me to die early!"

"You!" The Dark Lord was at a loss for words, and then he sighed angrily, "Damn Dumbledore, what a mess you left for me!"

"Anyway, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. Lucius said he will convince him. Why are you in a hurry?"

The person in the painting was still smiling, which made the Dark Lord feel powerless, "You can think about it!"

"Anyway, I'm already dead, what's there to worry about?" The person in the painting has an indifferent attitude.

The Dark Lord was silent, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "Abrak, I have a new lover."

"Oh? Who is it?" Abraxas Malfoy on the painting immediately asked curiously.

"Because after Dumbledore's death, Harry Potter inherited everything, including the contract, so my current lover is... Harry Potter." The Dark Lord said awkwardly.

"Merlin! What is that old guy thinking!" Abraxas Malfoy looked up to the sky and sighed, "This will kill you!"

"I think Dumbledore just wanted to kill me, so that Harry Potter inherited the contract." The Dark Lord said disappointedly, "You know, that contract has the ability to kill me, Potter and There is a deep blood feud between me, once I know the specific content and specific usage of the contract, I will definitely die."

"Then what are you going to do?" The person in the painting put away his smiling expression and asked seriously.

"I'm going to tell Potter that this contract is a soul contract between lovers. The two are very similar, so I should be able to fool him." The Dark Lord smiled wryly.

"You are taking risks!" Abraxas Malfoy disagreed, "Once you get close to Potter, Potter will have many opportunities to understand you. What if you are seen through, after all, this contract and soul The contract itself is two different things."

"However, I have no choice." The Demon King was helpless.

"Let your Death Eaters find a way to kill Harry Potter!"

"It's useless," the Demon King shook his head, "This Potter was reborn from the future. In his previous life, I sent countless Death Eaters, but they couldn't kill him. The halo of the savior is not ordinary. ah!"

"It's really a tricky existence!" Abraxas Malfoy was also depressed.

When the Dark Lord and old Malfoy were at a loss, footsteps could be heard in the distance of the corridor.After the visitor approached, the Dark Lord realized that it was Draco.

"Xiaolong, do you have time to talk to grandpa today?" Abraxas Malfoy on the painting immediately put on an amiable smile when he saw Draco.

"Grandpa, I'm here to ask Lord Dark Lord to take me to the godfather tomorrow. I also want to convince the godfather."

"Severus is your godfather?" The Demon King was a little surprised.

"Yes." Draco nodded and said, "I think I can convince the godfather."

"Your father said Severus was hard to convince." The Dark Lord didn't quite trust Draco.

Draco said confidently, "I can take Lily's place."

"Huh?" Neither the Dark Lord nor old Malfoy understood.

"I'm the lover of the godfather." Draco said firmly with his small face up.

The Dark Lord was depressed. Whenever he wanted to deal with a subordinate, it became so difficult!

At this time, the portrait on the side had already exuded strong resentment, and Abraxas Malfoy in the painting had already bared his teeth and claws regardless of his image, "Riddle, kill that guy! Kill that guy! You actually abducted my lovely Xiaolong, you must kill him!"

"Grandpa, don't make trouble!" Draco hurriedly held down the person on the portrait who was about to pop out.

"When grandpa was away, the cute little dragon was kidnapped by a stranger, woo woo..."

"The professor is no stranger!"

"Woooo...Xiaolong doesn't want grandpa anymore, woo..."

"Grandpa, you..."

Lord Demon King decided to leave as soon as possible, avoiding the meaningless conversation between grandparent and grandson.

The author has something to say: Although I want to reflect the majesty of the devil, but since he is a positive image in this article, it is unlikely that there will be bloody and brutal scenes.This article is in a relaxed style, I hope you like it (*^__^*)