(HP doujin) [HP] Linkos Ramirez

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The three questions in a row were all unconfirmed guesses, but each of them made Dumbledore's heart sink again and again.

There was silence in the room, Linkos took a sip of tea, the tea was already cold, she frowned slightly, and put down the cup again.

The house-elf quickly and consciously replaced with new tea, brewing it to a suitable temperature.It moved lightly, without interrupting the thoughts of the two.

Lin Kesi picked up the teacup again, and the warm tea made her feel a little more relaxed: "Principal, I have read a lot of Muggle books during this period, and there is a sentence that gave me a big hint." She Put down the cup, pick up a thick book next to it, with a bookmark inside, and open it directly, "Exclude all impossible conclusions, then the remaining ones, no matter how unbelievable, are impossible." Arguable facts."

Dumbledore frowned at what Linkos pointed out and took off his glasses.

Linkos looked at him, and finally said: "I think, maybe it's time for our Mr. Dean to pay attention to safety and reduce his actions."

The author has something to say: It's another long dialogue, but after that is the direct action plot!

☆、Chapter 52

Poble Manor, in the past six months, has been extremely quiet.

People who come in and out occasionally wear black cloaks and hurry. Even the Patriarch of Poble's generation always looks extremely nervous.

The twelve-foot serpent snaked its way into a room and swam up to the occupant, coiling its huge head against his leg.

The man sitting on the chair was looking at the golden cup in front of him, showing an inexplicable smile.He put his hand down on the giant snake's head, and gently stroked it twice as if stroking a small pet: "Are you hungry? There should be fresh food in the dungeon. If you want to eat, go there yourself."

However, when the man spoke, the sound of "hissing" like a snake was clearly emitted from the man's mouth.

The giant snake named Nagini seemed very happy. He raised his head to look at the man, flicked his tail twice, and made a "pop" sound on the floor, followed by a series of hissing sounds.

"Tom, are you finally able to talk to me properly?! You always ignored me some time ago, I was very sad!" Nagini, who has a clear personality and is still like a little girl, can tell it in just a few words Dependence and intimacy on men.

The man smiled slightly, and did not answer or explain. He just put his hands together in front of him again, and looked through the golden cup to nowhere: "Soon, everything will be mine."

Unlike the one person and one snake in the room, the few people wearing black cloaks who just came out before Nagini entered the room had a dignified atmosphere.

When they came outside Poble Manor and saw the sunlight outside again, one of them put down his hood and turned to look to the side: "The Lord still relies on you more, Malfoy."

Lucius glanced at him indifferently, without any emotion in his gray eyes, and completely ignored him: "Of course, Charters, the value of a Malfoy is not limited to this."

The smirk on Charters' face suddenly froze, and he looked at Lucius angrily, but after thinking of something, he smiled gloatingly: "I hope your trip to the Muggles will be enjoyable."

"Thank you." Lucius didn't bother him any more, and strode away from Poble Manor.

Watching Lucius leave, Charters sneered, and looked down at the person who had been following them silently—a timid dwarf: "Okay, then, do you know what to do next?"

The little dwarf flinched, nodded repeatedly, and shook off the loose hood he was wearing, revealing his pale face: "I'm familiar with them, as long as we catch enough Muggles—"

"Yes, lead the way, ugly traitor!" Charters interrupted impatiently, kicking him.

The little dwarf whimpered, but he didn't dare to resist, and walked forward with his head buried.

Lucius Malfoy left Polb Manor and returned to his own territory immediately.

Malfoy Manor is very beautiful. Every generation of Malfoy advocates and pursues aesthetics, and strives to make Malfoy Manor luxurious yet elegant, integrating modernity with the heritage of old-fashioned aristocrats.Everyone who is a guest at Malfoy Manor enjoys admiring the moment.

Only this time, Lucius didn't appreciate it at all.

Narcissa Malfoy had already come out, and the moment Lucius returned, the huge magic clock in the living room had already issued a reminder.

Since the last time Lucius was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, Narcissa was very worried every time Lucius went out.

"How are you, are you okay?" Narcissa asked briefly, at least this time Lucius walked back by himself, and he didn't look injured or weak.

Lucius shook his head: "I'm leaving soon, I have a mission tonight."

I don't know when it started, the action referred to as "carnival" within the Death Eaters has now become a boring "task".

Narcissa's hand that took the cloak paused, hiding the worry that swept across her brows, and finally without saying a word, handed the cloak to the house-elf who came out immediately - going out once, no matter what, you need it Re-wash and iron.

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