38 years of past events

"Look who we caught? Bossy, another son of Weasley, has a good plan now." Evira said to me while holding a young man in a coma.

I looked it up, and it was indeed Percy Weasley, Ginny's brother, "He's a valuable guy, take him back."

On the way back, Evira found that the Malfoys were missing. I asked Mulciber to look for them, but Mulciber hesitated, as if he had something to say.

"Where's Bella? Isn't she there? Didn't I ask you to go find Harry together?"

"Bella... Bella, she's with the Malfoys," Mulciber said.

"What about Malfoy?"

"Malfoy, they... their family is over there in the woods, and Fenrir is there too."

I frowned, feeling that something was going on.

Sure enough, when Evira and I arrived, something was wrong.

Fenrir was surrounded by a row of werewolves, and as the leader, he was holding Draco at this moment. He grinned, and his sharp fangs seemed to penetrate Draco's neck at any time.

"Fenrir, put down my son! Be careful when you do this, I will tell the master!"

"You dirty furry bastard, do you hear me, let go of Draco!" Bella and Lucius pointed their wands at Fenrir.

"So what if I tell Voldemort! When he promised me, he would give me the blood I needed! But now? It's been so long, I haven't tasted it for a child! I didn't want to trouble your Malfoy family, but now Your son is not sensible, he brought it to my mouth by himself!"

Narcissa was terrified, she grabbed my hand, "Randolph, please, save Draco."

"Fenrir is right. As a condition for submitting to us, this is the original agreement between the wizard and the werewolf. Since Draco offended him today, then, Narcissa, let me be sorry." I withdrew my hand, and then turned to prepare leave.

"No!" Narcissa yelled, "You can't go, I beg you, Randolph, my master, for the loyalty of the Malfoy family, please save my son. Or take my life to return My Draco."

"Of course, if you can kill the werewolf, or if you can get him to agree to an exchange, I won't bother with that." I said, "Evira, let's go, don't keep Mulciber and the others waiting."

I heard the sound of Narcissa falling to the ground, I thought she must be desperate, I didn't look back.

"Randolph, for Daisy's sake, please... think about how she died for you that rainy night... please..."

I staggered under my feet. Narcissa's voice was not high, just like Ginny's, softly, but scattered in the night, there was an inexplicable loneliness and sadness.

Riddle, has anyone ever been willing to die for you?Do you have something you really want to protect?

I stopped where I was, and after a long time, Evira next to me asked me if I wanted to leave.

I dismissed Evira, and then let out a breath of pain in my chest under the dark night, turned around, looked at Narcissa and Lucius: "For the last time, never mention Daisy again, forever!"

"Avada Kedavra!" The green light of death hit Fenrir accurately, and he fell down stiffly without even a chance to react.

The wolves who had lost their leader immediately burst into great anger. They let out a long wail to the night sky, then surrounded us and rushed towards us at an extremely agile speed. Narcissa protected Draco and hid behind Lucius Behind him, Bella guarded against the attacks of the werewolves from the side. Although the magic spells killed the rushing werewolves wave after wave, they were numerous.

After discussing with Bella, I decided to use Bella's cover to repel the first batch of werewolves first, and we will have the opportunity to quickly apparate back before the rear has not rushed forward.

"Avada!"

"Avada! Crucio! (Crucio)"

Sure enough, after those werewolves realized the death and injury of their companions in groups, they didn't dare to go forward to die easily.

I let Lucius take Narcissa and Draco to leave first, but unexpectedly, Draco suddenly yelled into the open space not far away: "Run!"

I saw a petite figure get out from the grass and then quickly ran away.At this moment, a shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and Narcissa yelled, "Get down, Draco!"

It's a werewolf!

I grabbed Draco quickly with one hand, raised my wand with the other, and as the werewolf rushed towards me with a grin, "Avada!"

When we finally Apparated back to Malfoy Manor, we were all in a mess.Bella complained about the wolf smell on her body, and for the first time, Lucius and Narcissa expressed their greatest gratitude to me so sincerely.

"I hope you can keep your promise and be loyal to the Salazar family forever!" I said.

I glanced at Draco again, he seemed to have something to say to me, however, he didn't say anything in the end.

The moment I returned to the room, I finally took off my coat, only to see that the sleeve of the shirt inside was stained red with blood, and there was a long tear on the left arm.

Werewolf wounds!I closed my eyes and slid down slowly against the door, there will always be a way!

I cast several hemostatic spells at night to no avail, and the wounds were difficult to heal, which made me a little worried. Although this was not a round night, and the werewolf was not in the shape of a beast, no one knew it would happen what, if it is...

No, I have no way to accept it, it is a stain on my bloodline, a disgrace to my family, and my father will not allow it, he will not allow such a thing to happen to me.

I must stop the worst from happening!

In addition to having a huge cellar, Malfoy Manor also has a hidden basement. According to Lucius, it was once the best place for him to store various dark magic items without being discovered by Aurors.

However, since we came, the cellar has become a dungeon for prisoners, and that cellar is very popular with my father. He put a lot of unknown things in it, at least not even I have stepped into it now. place.

In the dark night, I lowered my hood and wrapped my robe tighter. My blood-stained left hand hid in the robe and trembled in pain. I knew very well that if there is any spell in this world that is the most mysterious and mysterious, then it is only dark magic.

The protection spells and codewords in the basement are all Slytherin Parseltongue, which makes it easy for me to do things that others can't.When the entrance door was opened, I realized that the place was far more complex and dark than I thought.

Huge bookshelves stand around, and the traps set by black magic are hidden around here, the heart of the dragon, the head of the vampire, they rot in this oppressive space, the half-body corpse is pinned to the experiment table to breathe , "The Anatomy and Decryption of the Infernal Corpse", "Curse and Mystery", "The Evolution History of Monsters", "Derivation of Evil Curse", this basement is like a sealed testing ground and black magic library, I can imagine, At least not only the father, some of them started some strange experiments a long time ago!

I used magic to make myself fly beside this huge bookcase, and looked up and down on each shelf to find the answer I wanted.

However, when those huge and complicated books were thrown on the ground one by one, looking at this vast pile of books made me feel a little desperate.

Just when I threw the last "The Ultimate Theory of Dark Arts" on the ground, I heard a click, and a dark compartment popped up from the innermost part of the bookshelf, and in the depths where the light was unclear, there was a strange The light, even a confusion and mystery, I stretched out my hand involuntarily, touched it, a cold object stimulated the palm and was taken out, oh, it turned out to be a big black wooden box with snakes on it A protective spell in Laotian.

I slowly opened it, and a strong dark breath followed, which aroused an inexplicable desire and excitement from the bottom of my heart.

When I opened the ancient and heavy book, the strange words came into my eyes instantly: Horcrux (Horcrux)!Heal everything that can't be healed, transcend everything that can't be surpassed, I will transcend all life and death on the edge of sin!

My heart felt as if it had been hit violently in an instant, and my whole body trembled. I grasped the box tightly, and when I closed my eyes, it was darkness. The moment I opened it, I understood!

Under the effect of the ancient spell, the blood began to stop, the wound began to scab, and the new tender flesh grew behind the scar bit by bit, everything became so fast and miraculous.

This reminds me of the regenerated arm my father gave Wormtail, and his own rebirth magic, Merlin, isn't this the most mysterious magic in the world?Let the rotten bones be reborn, and let the immortal soul live forever!

I quickly flipped through the paper, and every page seemed to contain the mystery of the eternal life of the soul. Those contents came into view, like pictures that could never be erased. Some kind of consciousness has been invaded, the magic wand, the emergence of Cruciatus, woke me up for a moment!

He is back!

I quickly closed the entrance to the basement and went back outside as fast as I could.

Sure enough, the lights in the living room were already on. I hid the scabbed arm in my robe, calmed down my emotions, and walked in calmly.

"Randolph." He called my name before I could speak. "Come here."

I walked over, he looked into my eyes, the consciousness that broke into my brain struck again, I knew exactly what he wanted to do, in order to avoid certain things from being known to him, I looked directly at him without evasion eyes, and also used the same method to enter his consciousness.

Sure enough, his inviolable pride made him immediately cut off such a connection, "How dare you use Legilimency on me!"

"It's nothing, just see how you've been doing recently." I tried to look relaxed.

His face was sullen, and he wanted to say something, but I touched his invisible right eye habitually, and then he didn't say anything, just turned around and didn't face me again.

After about a few minutes, he seemed to calm down his anger before telling me: "I went to Germany."

I didn't respond and waited for him to continue.

"I found Gregorovich."

I raised an eyebrow, maybe he found what he was looking for.

"But things have been stolen!" he said.

I was surprised: "Have you found the thief?"

"Gellert Grindelwald!"

"It's him? Isn't he—"

"Yes, so I went to Nurmengard again." He turned around, and that's when I noticed he still had the same wand in his hand.

"That's a cunning guy! He has enough power to counter my Legilimency, which made me very angry at one point."

"You killed him?"

"I had to! I wouldn't let another person know that something like that existed!" he said, then softened again. "It's funny that Gellert told me he never had it."

"Perhaps he is right. If he had that wand, how could he be content to be stuck in Nurmengard."

After I finished speaking, my father suddenly stopped as if he had thought of something, "Randolph, my dear son, you are right, if Gellert stole the wand, then who would defeat him and take the wand?" Where's the wand?"

"Dumbledore!" My father and I reacted at the same time!

Under the dark night, a little starlight sprinkled on the lake, embellishing the reflection of the poplar forest on the shore with a beautiful beauty.And Dumbledore's tomb is next to the Forbidden Forest with poplar trees.

The night wind blows, reminding me of the old man's flowing beard.

Father stared at the cross engraved with Dumbledore's name for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking. He only knew that a long time had passed. He didn't say "open it" until the sky gradually faded from black and began to reveal a light gray light.

Suddenly, the tombstone split from the middle, exposing the dark soil underneath, and then the soil began to collapse, and a huge sarcophagus rose from the ground.

"Reducto! (Bones in pieces)." The coffin lid fell off, finally revealing Dumbledore's peaceful face.

He closed his eyes tightly, and crossed his hand holding the wand slightly on his abdomen. All this seemed to be just falling asleep, but I knew that this old man who was once the greatest white wizard in the world would never wake up again At that time, he was lying quietly in it, sleeping here forever with all the regrets and stories of his life.

"Bring it to me!" said the father.

This is the Elder Wand, the most perfect wand in the world, I pulled it out from Dumbledore's hand, this legendary wand given by the god of death.

My father held it and compared it repeatedly in front of my eyes. I saw the scarlet in his eyes became deeper, full of excited desire and amazed admiration, and finally all these turned into a low word on his lips. Low praise: "What a perfect Elder Wand!"

He raised his wand, and a powerful light burst into the air from the end of the wand, illuminating half of the sky, dazzling and shocking.