[HP] The Last Demon King

Eridins walked quickly to the closet and opened the closet door, "Grandma, why are you here?"

Mrs. Black's face was full of anger, and a high-pitched and sharp voice came out of her wrinkled mouth: "That bastard! The shame of the Black family! It would be great if he died at that time, my real son died, this beast And survived, and brought a horde of bastards and mudbloods to defile my ancestral home!"

"What else did he do?"

"He ordered Kreacher not to listen to my orders again! This bastard, scum, bastard—that's my elf from the Black family!" Mrs. Black waved her hands wildly, her eyes full of hatred: "Why did you die in the first place?" It's not him! Why doesn't he die? My son is dead, but God left a scum!"

"Could it be that he discovered something?" Eridins frowned and became more focused.

"No, not yet." Mrs. Black said angrily: "I asked Kreacher to pack up the valuables in the old house and wanted to give them to you for safekeeping, but he found out, but he just thought that Kreacher wanted to hide them Wake up—that idiot, son of a bitch, dares to call my family's treasured 'bad'!"

"But Kreacher can't transfer the things to you for me. It doesn't have the command of that bastard to step out of Black's house." Mrs. Black said, "Fortunately Kreacher kept those treasures, my husband's Medal of Merlin [-]st class, letters from your father and mother...and a personal Gringotts key of mine - hidden where only Kreacher and I know, it was a gift from my husband, and my parents Put together my dowry."

Eridins showed a flustered look: "I can help grandma keep other things, but in the end it's too expensive."

"It's useless to say these things now. Kreacher can't take a step out of the old house without the order of that bastard. By the way," Mrs. Black suddenly looked at Eridins eagerly: "You find a way to let the Dark Lord kill Him!"

"As long as that bastard dies, you will be the only direct blood relative of Black, and you will automatically inherit all the inheritance of the Black family! This is the only way other than performing blood magic in the old house!"

That said, as soon as Sirius died, it would be immediately clear whether she was of the Black blood.

But if she wasn't, then the Black family fortune would say goodbye to her, and she would never have a chance to lay her hands on it again.

"Aridins, what do you think? Will the Dark Lord grant your request?"

Eridins raised her head and smiled wryly, "Grandma, the Dark Lord doesn't care about me."

"How could it be?" Mrs. Black was surprised: "How could it be? Back then—he wanted a child so much—"

Eridins' eyes moved for a moment: "Do you know what happened back then?"

"Yeah, it was probably when Regulus was in the second grade..." Mrs. Black fell into memory, and said slowly: "The Dark Lord wants a child who continues the blood of Slytherin, and there are many witches with pure blood who are very willing." , and they see it as a very honorable thing."

"The Dark Lord initially selected three of them, Alecto Carrow, Flora Rozier, and your cousin, Bellatrix." She frowned: " I didn't agree with her decision at the time, although I admired the Dark Lord's strategy and believed that he was the one who could lead the pure blood to reorganize the wizarding world, but it didn't change that he was...you understand." She passed the point vaguely. sentence.

"Do the Death Eaters know he's a half-blood?" Eridins asked.

"Oh, I'm not sure...I think only a small number of Death Eaters know about it. It's not a secret, but no one dares to talk about it publicly, especially in the next few years..." Mrs. Black showed a melancholy look: "Baby Latrix has been trying to conceive the Dark Lord's child. As far as I know, she has tried a lot, but she has not been able to achieve her wish. Not only her, but also the other two witches, so the Dark Lord chose a few more Pure blood witches, but until the time of my death, there was still no news of anyone being pregnant."

"Back then the Dark Lord's face was no longer what he used to be, blurry, weird, and stiff as plaster... I don't know what dangerous magic he was performing, but I guess it was the reason that affected his health, making He can't have his own offspring." She glanced at Eridins, "That's why I don't think you can be the Dark Lord's offspring."

"Has he ever been a womanizer before?" Eredines asked suddenly.

Mrs. Black was stunned for a long time before realizing who Eridins was asking, and she immediately said: "No... no, he never had sex with women before that... at least I don't know, he seems to only be interested in rectifying the wizarding world." Interested in black magic."

After seeing off Mrs. Black, Aridins immediately rushed to the boys' prefect's dormitory, and started practicing with Malfoy. The effect of a lot of practice was immediate. Malfoy's Occlumency has been perfected. Even Ariel Tins also had to work very hard to find doubts in his revised memory.

"I don't think there will be any need to teach you Occlumency in the future, you've done a good job," Eridins said, putting down her wand.

"Then can you tell me what you're doing?" Malfoy's expression became serious, and there was a hint of expectation in his blue-gray eyes.

"Voldemort is making Horcruxes," Eridins wrote.

"What? Horcruxes?" Malfoy looked puzzled.

"Split your own soul and live on different things. Even if the body is destroyed, it will not be destroyed, because he still has a soul in the world." Eridins wrote: "In the year of the Chamber of Secrets, controlling Ginny It was one of his Horcruxes that Weasley opened the Chamber of Secrets."

"One of them?" Malfoy's voice was hoarse and dry, as if his mouthpieces were glued together, his blue-gray eyes flickering with fear.

"I think so, otherwise Voldemort would not have entrusted your father with custody." Eridins wrote: "At least, I will not entrust the only piece of my soul that was split to someone else."

"Don't call him by his first name..." Malfoy said dryly. "But... what does this have to do with you? You are his daughter, the stronger he is, the more honorable you will be!"

Eridins thought otherwise.

A portrait cannot retain all the wisdom of a person. It is impossible to make a portrait as wise as he was when he was alive, but their memory is trustworthy. Mrs. Black’s words reminded her that if Voldemort did not come out of a whim, but planned If she is preparing to welcome one or several of her offspring, then her life is in danger.

If he just wanted to continue Slytherin's bloodline, he would have chosen one witch, but he chose three witches as pregnancy beds from the very beginning. What Voldemort wanted from the beginning was plural offspring.

What is he going to do with these kids?

"Eri?" Malfoy called to her, and Aridens pulled away from her own thoughts. "What?"

"What else?" Malfoy asked.

"What else?" Eridins looked at him, her life experience was her most dangerous secret, she chose to hide it, the less people in the world know about it, the better.

"You...you don't have any other plans?" Malfoy's eyes were a little anxious: "Others...for example-deliberately approaching an enemy to break into the interior?"

Eridins shook her head, and the expression on Malfoy's face was strangely frozen, as if someone had punched him in the face and made him stand there dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" Eridins asked, and Malfoy didn't speak, but the pain, bewilderment and disbelief in his eyes pointed at Eridins through the blue-gray veil.

"Don't use Legilimency on me." After a while, Malfoy said hoarsely, "You know it won't work."

Aridins let go of her wand, dazed.

"You can't use Legilimency on everyone you want, unless it's an enemy." Malfoy reached out and pulled her over, staring at Eridins' face carefully, and now he was taller than Eridins It was more than an inch, and I needed to lower my chin to look at her.

"Didn't you pass by by accident when I was locked up in the first grade?" Malfoy said, "You were worried about my safety, so you came to the Forbidden Forest to find me, just like every time after that, you have been protecting me. Why? ? Did we know each other before?"

After a moment's hesitation, Aridins decided to tell him the dream. It was no secret.

During the narration, Malfoy's dubious eyes kept searching Eridins's face for clues, as if he was not sure whether she was putting him off or telling the truth.

"So, I must be special to you?" Malfoy said, "You see, Merlin let you know me before we met."

Malfoy showed a habitual smirk, and pulled Aridins into his arms. At first Aridins thought it was just a gentle hug, but Malfoy hugged him hard with unexpected strength. looking at her.

"I don't care what you like about me, and I don't care how big your world will become," Malfoy whispered in her ear, his voice seemed to be squeezed directly from the heart, full of the freshest and most direct, as if The sorrow that can be smelled directly: "You have to keep loving, no matter where you go, dead or alive, you can only love me."

"Because I will always love you, no matter where you are, whether you are dead or alive, I will only love you."