Abyss Lord's HP Daily

The memory of the Crowned Horcrux has no useful clues at all. This Horcrux was placed in the Room of Response when Voldemort applied for a job as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. At that time, the Slytherin pendant had not been placed by the seaside. Going to the cave!

Elendil stared at the pocket version of the Dark Lord in his hands, and smiled sinisterly: "Originally, I could give you a good time, and you won't feel any pain if you swallow it in one gulp, but who made you Did your main soul escape right under my nose? I couldn't catch it, so I had to take it out on you."

This soul piece seems to have a bit of a brain, knowing that the person in front of him can't afford to offend him, but he didn't overpower himself and yelled, just asked lightly: "What do you want to do to me?"

Elendil was upset, "Do you think I will appreciate you and let you go if you pretend to be calm? Tell you, you will be punished if you pretend to be too aggressive."

He took out a life-sized alchemy puppet from his interspatial ring and placed it in front of him. He used his nails to make a cut on the pulp of his index finger, and then used his own blood on the alchemy puppet's forehead. After drawing a magic circle, he pinched the pocket version of the Dark Lord and pressed it into the doll's forehead.

Under Dumbledore's unbelievable gaze, the puppet's skin gradually became radiant, and its eyes opened, looking shocked.

"What, what's going on here?" Dumbledore asked dumbfounded, pointing to the puppet in front of him that suddenly became like a real person.

Elendil waved his hand nonchalantly, "Isn't this obvious? I'm going to toss him for a while, so I put him on the alchemy puppet, and he can barely be used as a servant. Don't worry, this is not resurrection, and He is completely under my control, and if you want, I can let you control him too." Although he couldn't put his soul into a human body, there was no problem putting his soul into an alchemy doll.

Dumbledore twitched the corners of his mouth, his expression was very complicated, "I mean, why did he become a young maid with blond hair and blue eyes?"

Yes, the alchemy puppet Elendil took out just now is the template of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in a black and white maid outfit...

Elendil said carelessly: "Because the only doll I have with the function of a servant is this doll. Although she is so small, she is actually very good at housework and so on."

The Dark Lord has now become "her"...

Dumbledore looked at the stiff-faced maid sympathetically, and asked, "What's his name? Can't he still be called Voldemort?"

Elendil touched his chin and nodded, "You are right, so... how about calling it Cinderella?"

The maid, the Dark Lord, was about to cry.

"That's not good..." Dumbledore said hesitantly, "It doesn't sound like a serious name."

"Then I'll let Lucius come back to give him a name!" Elendil said with bright eyes, "Lucius is so cultured, he will definitely choose a very beautiful name!"

Then he gave orders to the maid Dark Lord without hesitation: "Hey, who is that, my Lucius is coming back from get out of class soon, hurry up and prepare some tea and snacks."

The maid, the Dark Lord, was horrified to find himself uncontrollably lifting the skirts on both sides and bending over to salute, and replied crisply: "Yes, master." Then he walked all the way to the kitchen...

Dumbledore's eyeballs are about to pop out...

Lucius, who came back from class, listened to Elendil's narration, stared at the maid, the Dark Lord, for a long, long time with weird eyes, and then burst out laughing without warning.

The maid, the Dark Lord, obviously still remembered him. Lucius was already studying at Hogwarts when the crowned Horcrux was made.

"Boy of the Malfoy family, son of Abraxas, are you laughing at me?" It's okay to be laughed at by Dumbledore, but it's too intolerable to be laughed at by a junior!

Elendil's eyes turned cold, and he stabbed at him with a knife-like gaze, "Who gave you the courage to disrespect Lucius? As a maid, you can't even call the master?"

He stood up and walked over, pointed at the forehead of the maid, the Dark Lord, and slowly poked his spiritual power in, saying coldly: "Rules: one, you must not be disrespectful to Lucius; two, you should serve Lucius Three, if you violate the first two, you will suffer from the burning of your soul." A blue light glowed from his fingertips and sank into the head of the maidservant, the Dark Lord.

The maid, the Dark Lord, bowed uncontrollably again: "Yes, master."

Lucius stared at all this dumbfounded, and the laughter that had just stopped rang out again, and finally held back, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Elandil, didn't you just let me Shall I name him? Let's call him Lolita, what do you think? What a lovely name, and how fitting it is for such a young girl."

Elendil nodded with a smile: "What you say is what you say." Then he entered a rule into the head of the maid Dark Lord: "Rule [-], your name is Lolita."

The maid, the Dark Lord, was horrified to find that his original resistance to the name Lolita had gradually disappeared as a chill came from his forehead...

"Then, Lolita, go and bring the refreshments for Lucius." Elendil pointed to the kitchen, "Then go and prepare lunch. The ingredients can be fetched from the Hogwarts kitchen by the fireplace."

Lucius was in a good mood drinking the black tea served by the Dark Lord named Lolita, his beautiful eyes were full of smiles, he thought it was really interesting to be with Elendil, this person always He knew how to make him happy, let a Dark Lord be his maid, thankfully he figured it out!

Elendil was sorting out his big gains for the day. He called out a Hogwarts house-elf to bring him a bunch of glass bottles, and then started to bottle his own snacks. I've tried it, and the soul slices in these horcruxes are indeed edible.

Lucius saw him efficiently take out a soul piece, squeeze it into a ball, throw it into a bottle and cover it, and then throw the useless Horcrux into a basket beside him, with an explanation: "These things It can also be used as a waste, and it is an antique after all, and it will cost a lot of money to let little Lal take it to the Muggle world to sell it."

Lucius smiled and praised him with crooked eyebrows: "You really know how to live."

"That's right!" Elendil nodded happily, "Didn't I say that my money is your money, so I have to work hard to make more money."

Lucius beckoned to him, "Come here."

Elendil approached suspiciously, and was kissed on the face.

Lucius touched his face in a super happy mood, "Elandil, you are so cute."

Wow!Lucius praised me for being cute!Elendil immediately felt that his world was full of flowers and spring was bright...

In the afternoon, Elendil went to his physical education class, and Lucius was sitting under the eaves of the tree house correcting the quiz papers for the small animals, while the Lolita Dark Lord... He took a basin and was working hard Scrubbing the horcruxes that Azrael will take for waste use is a task assigned by Elendil before he left.

Lucius smiled every time he saw him, and he didn't dare to get angry. As long as he had any negative emotions towards Lucius in his heart, he would feel severe pain all over his body. In Elendil's words, it was "soul burning." suffering".So he had to hypnotize himself, telling himself "I didn't see anything"...

The next day was the weekend, and Harry and Draco came to the tree house together. Harry would come back to live every weekend, and Draco, he came to see his father.

Then the two of them saw that there was a beautiful maid who always had a straight face but worked very quickly in the tree house.

Draco looked at Elendil suspiciously, "Hey, you have such a beautiful maid at home, don't you want to feel sorry for my father?"

Elendil snorted, "That's not it, Lolita's owner is Lucius, because she did something wrong to Lucius before, so I asked her to work for Lucius to pay off the debt."

This time the object of Draco's suspicion became Lolita Dark Lord, "What did she do to my father?"

The Lolita Dark Lord is about to cry: I'm sorry Lucius is the main soul, it's none of my business!Lucius wasn't a Death Eater when I was cut out!

The corner of Lucius' mouth curved into a beautiful arc: "She owes me money, a lot of money, but she is too poor to pay back, so she can only sell herself to pay off the debt." You must know that the activities of the Death Eaters back then A large part of it came from the Malfoy family's vault!

Draco nodded understandingly, and showed a reserved and encouraging smile to the Lolita Dark Lord: "Work hard, and try to pay off the debt before your life is over!"

The Lolita Dark Lord answered with a blunt face, wanting to cry without tears: "Yes, little master." He didn't want to say that!I really don't want to!But the instinct drove me to call out!

Merlin!Give me a way out!

The Lolita Dark Lord wailed in despair in his heart.