I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 72 MWGA

in the living room.

Lucius looked Owen up and down.

The same Owen will look at him with the same scrutiny.

His mind was racing.

Thinking about how he could have sex with the Malfoys for free.

As for Harry.

From the moment he walked into Malfoy Manor, he felt uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, no matter how luxurious and majestic Malfoy's house is, it can't compare with Hogwarts.

But Harry, who was accustomed to those precious and famous paintings at school, was deeply disgusted by the Malfoy family.

He didn't know why either.

Maybe it was this castle with a strong Slytherin temperament that made him, a Gryffindor, resist instinctively.

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"For now, our dear senior Tom is probably still hiding in a dark corner, lingering on his last breath. Even if he returns in his prime, it will be almost impossible to defeat Dumbledore and my grandfather." Owen raised his head casually. legs.

Lean back and lean back on the chair.

He turned his head and looked at Lucius.

"On the contrary, his cruelty is obvious to all."

"wizard?"

"Muggle?"

"Pure blood?"

"Mixed blood?"

"That one Voldemort doesn't care."

"The only thing he cares about is himself."

"Even for Mr. Lucius, for a big client like you, if there is any sign of resistance, the end may be a green light."

"Who is the so-called 'magic is power' (the Death Eater's slogan)? You probably won't be there, Mr. Lucius!"

Owen drank some black tea and continued talking, "Plus he is obsessed with immortality."

"Does Mr. Lucius want to find an eternal master for the Malfoy family?"

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Hearing that, Lucius didn't express any opinion.

To be honest, even if he really thought so, he would not dare to say anything like betraying Voldemort.

Especially now that he knew that Voldemort was still alive, he was even more afraid.

He still has the Death Eater symbol tattooed on his left arm!

"So - why not 'for the greater good.'" Owen's gray eyes sparkled with temptation, like the devil tempting a lamb standing in front of the abyss.

"For Grindelwald, sir." He tilted the table and made a thumping sound.

This is to remind those around you to focus on what he said next.

"For Grindelwald!"

"For the greater good!"

"Hundreds of years ago, when the law of secrecy did not exist, the Malfoy family was so glorious. You made deals with Muggle nobles and Muggle kings. Trade even spread to the entire Europe."

"You even had your own territory at one point!"

"But now?" Owen pointed to the surroundings, "This manor is the only thing left!"

"From 1689 to the present, just 300 years ago, the Malfoy family has declined to this point."

"What about the next 300 years?"

Owen stood up slowly, holding his hands behind his back, and walked step by step in this very familiar living room, and from time to time he would touch the collections of the Malfoy family on both sides.

"Oh! Maybe in a few decades, these precious paintings will show up at some Muggle auction house."

"Mr. Lucius, aren't you worried at all?"

He turned back sadly, with a hint of sadness (pretended) in his eyes.

Lucius was greatly shocked by the eyes that looked at the entire history of magic at a glance.

He was shocked by the terrifying future that Owen painted.

It is even more shocking with his age.

These are definitely not the words a 12-year-old wizard should say!

But—it is undeniable that Owen was right.

It never occurred to the Malfoy family to expel Muggles, they just didn't want to share power with half-bloods and mudbloods.

In their attitude towards Muggles - the Malfoys are happy to do business with them.

As for the rest, they don't care.

But Voldemort never thought so.

After waiting for a long time, Lucius did not speak.

Owen didn't pay much attention.

If he agreed straight away, he would feel strange!

It can only be said that today's young wizards have not experienced Voldemort's dark age, and they do not know how terrifying and cruel the so-called most powerful dark wizard in history is.

Continue pacing, "Maybe you don't know the relationship between Grindelwald and Dumbledore."

Step by step, the dragon skin boots stepped on the wooden floor, making a loud sound.

Every sound seemed to step on the tip of Lucius' heart.

An invisible pressure began to envelope him.

"They are the most inseparable relationship, Mr. Lucius."

"Do you think Voldemort can confront two top wizards at the same time?"

"Or, do you want to be enemies with Dumbledore, or Grindelwald, or both of them?"

He always has a sweet smile on his face.

It's just that smile, it looks so dangerous, so cruel and terrible.

"Mr. Sanchez," said Lucius, whose temples were covered with a fine layer of sweat.

He wanted to break the damn fear.

"Wizards are born free! Mr. Lucius." Owen interrupted him.

"Mark my words, wizards are born free."

Owen was wearing a small black windbreaker, and his bow tie was lazily buttoned with an awkward button.

The cuffs of the white shirt were slightly exposed.

Cross your hands, and hold your wand tightly.

He stared at Lucius with a half-smile in his eyes.

"Do you think Voldemort will mourn you?"

"look at me!"

Owen suddenly roared, and his windbreaker suddenly fluttered.

Lucius, even Harry, was taken aback.

Their bodies trembled.

The invisible pressure is suffocating.

"Do you-feel-tom-re-d-er-would-mour-for-you?"

He looked Lucius straight in the eyes, "Don't hide behind Mom like a coward, Mr. Lucius."

"Don't forget, you are a wizard!"

"Holding high the magic wand, what we break free is only the shackles, but what we embrace is the whole world!"

He opened his arms and stood upright.

It is also like the oath that Grindelwald swore in front of many followers in front of the Père Lachaise Cemetery in Paris more than 60 years ago.

"MakeWizardGreatAgain!!!"

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quiet--

As Owen's speech ended.

His audience seemed to be choked and could not speak for a long time.

The way Lucius looked at Owen changed rapidly several times in a short period of time.

From arrogance at the beginning, to envy, to fear.

Listen!

Listen to his tone.

It was exactly the same as Voldemort who bewitched them to join the Death Eaters back then.

No - maybe Voldemort wasn't even close to him.

The Dark Lord is not lost in words.

In more cases, he will threaten with force!

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In Lucius' eyes, two phantoms seemed to rise behind that young figure in front of him.

One is Grindelwald.

The other is Voldemort.

And he was standing between two phantoms.

He is still the third-generation Dark Lord who is growing up!

I feel like future updates will be scheduled at eight or nine o'clock.

Fishing at work is really not stable 2333