A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 392 Mark
Lucius Malfoy had a solemn expression, and a gust of cold wind seemed to freeze his throat.It looks like it took a lot of effort to open the tightly closed lips.He said dully, "Very brave... Della... I mean the little wizard."

Felix studied his face carefully.

The wind picked up again, and the black shadows of the trees swayed in the clearing between them.After a moment of silence, Lucius said softly: "I know a little information, the Malfoy family is always well informed..."

"... About a few months ago, during the summer vacation... Late one night, the Dark Mark on the arm suddenly woke up from a deep sleep. This is something that has never happened in more than ten years... Some people were very frightened, and they came to me to confide over it, and I... comforted them."

Felix looked at Lucius with interest.So, he already knew about Voldemort's anomaly?He must have been terrified for a long time... Was the Quidditch World Cup the collective catharsis of those Death Eaters who falsely claimed to have been cast with the Imperius Curse to escape punishment?

And when he handed over the olive branch, did Lucius take it smoothly?

"The Dark Mark on the arm?" Felix asked. "I don't remember it only appearing over the victim's house, as a sign of Death Eater's evil?"

Lucius shuddered.When he met those calm blue eyes, he couldn't help thinking back to what happened at the Quidditch World Cup.This is the man in front of him, who played with hundreds of wizards with absolute advantage...His magic seems to have no limit, and he pierces through the chest of the person beside him over a long distance... Every time he wakes up from a nightmare, he will think of a The question is, what if the owner of these eyes wants to deal with himself?
His posture became more humble, and his body seemed to be shorter.

He whispered: "This is a secret. The Dark Lord marks loyal believers as a means of contacting them... and those believers will also be treated differently by the Dark Lord and given the privilege of summoning the Dark Lord."

Felix nodded, and it made sense.In the magic world, there are few ways to keep in touch at any time. This is mainly because wizards are too powerful. Apparition and Floo powder solve most of the distance problems.

But when the war broke out, the needs of wizards for instant communication and information delivery increased dramatically, and each camp adopted different methods.As far as he knew, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic always acted collectively, striving to gain local advantages; the Order of the Phoenix used the Patronus to deliver messages; as for the Death Eaters, he had never been clear about it before...

Was it the Dark Mark?
"So every Death Eater has a brand on their arm?"

"Not really... the 'loyal' believers." Lucius repeated what he had just said.

"How do I understand the word 'loyalty'?"

"...The Dark Lord only cares about useful people." Lucius lowered his head uneasily, making it difficult for people to see his rapidly rolling gray eyes. of...like Severus Snape."

He looked up quickly, and Felix stared at him expressionlessly, and he quickly lowered his head again.

"Severus?" Felix repeated slowly.

"Yes... yes, when he was in school, he showed extraordinary talents in potions, far surpassing me and any member of the potions club at that time. The Dark Lord valued his talents, no matter what. Always let him participate in the action, but provide precious potions in the rear... Later, it happened that Slughorn retired, and Hogwarts urgently needed a potions professor, so the Dark Lord arranged for him to enter the school to find out Dumbledore's every move."

Felix nodded slightly, he knew this, Dumbledore vouched for Severus after the battle, proving that he was his undercover agent.But now a question is, who comes first, the Death Eaters or the Order of the Phoenix?
Intuition told him that there was an amazing secret hidden in it.

"When did Severus join the Death Eaters?"

"At a meeting before graduation, the Dark Lord personally summoned him."

After a long silence, Felix said: "We digressed, except for that time, has there been any abnormalities in the Dark Mark since then?"

"Several times...intermittent burning sensation..."

"Hmm," said Felix. "Like a bad signal on Muggle electronics?"

Lucius froze for a moment and said, "You're right, Mr. Hype." He knew what Muggle electrical appliances were, and he also knew the meaning of poor signal.

"Then, there is one thing left, let me see the appearance of the Dark Mark on your arm..."

Lucius looked up sharply, having avoided mentioning Death Eaters and associating himself with that word in previous conversations.But now he had to make a choice.

"Lucius...?"

After a moment of hesitation, he tremblingly raised his cuffs.On the inside of the left forearm, there is a light red pattern that looks like a birthmark.It looks so blurry that it's impossible to tell what it looks like.If it is placed elsewhere, someone will believe it if it is an early symptom of dragon pox.

Felix repeatedly compared with the data in his mind, and finally saw some familiar shadows from some unique shapes.

"Normally... in the age of the Dark Lord, it was bright red, like blood. After the Dark Lord disappeared, the mark faded, but now the faded mark has begun to become obvious again. We also suspected that he I'm preparing for my return..."

Lucius turned his head away and said.

"So, have you decided to choose a side?" Felix looked at him with a smile.

Lucius' thin lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

"Just kidding, of course you can play both sides and hedge your bets - as you always do. No one can tell what the future holds, but, Lucius, I am not like Voldemort, I am enough for some people Important, and I hope we can reach a consensus on this."

"Perhaps a message from you can save the life of someone I know. I look forward to it and express my respect to you in advance." Felix straightened his body and said in a stern tone: "Take these words Keep it firmly in your heart, and the thunder will not fall on you."

"If there comes a day when the Dark Lord returns..." Lucius said with difficulty under tremendous pressure, "Of course, of course I am willing...willing..."

"Will what?"

"...serve the cause of justice, Mr. Hemp."

Felix showed a satisfied smile: "Thinking about the bright side, maybe he will never come back, you just made a blank promise."

"Oh, yes," his tone became relaxed again, "I saw a broker walk into Malfoy Manor, does he work for the Malfoy family? I'm very interested in it... It seems that you have a Make your own rules, don't add some extra, unnecessary magic..."

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Clouds obscured the moon, and Lucius Malfoy stood still, with images of Felix Heap disappearing as quietly as he had done at the Quidditch World Cup in his mind. Half omen.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, what happened today was thrilling, even though he got some promises, he didn't feel any safer—the thought of making troubles under the eyes of the Dark Lord made him tremble, no one knew the dark truth better than him. The horror of the devil.Fortunately, he only needs to disclose some unimportant news, he used this reason to convince himself.

At this moment, more than anyone else, he hoped that the Dark Lord's return plan would fail, but a person like him would never pin his future on illusory 'hopes'.

As long as he plays around carefully, he will securely get a ticket for the future.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses!

After a while, he cursed in a low voice.Write to Draco when you get back and ask him to come home for Christmas.It's time to teach him well. He knows that he has been entangled with that Potter in school all day long, and he always loses...

(End of this chapter)