[HP] Years Whisk

November 1994, UK.Wiltshire, England.

The gate of Malfoy Manor was suddenly surrounded by a group of masked men in black.

The crowd was menacing.

Some people raised their wands and shot spells into the sky; some laughed wildly; white peacock.

Surrounded by those people, soon, the sky over Malfoy Manor was shrouded in dark clouds, and a dark devil logo with a hideous expression appeared.

Lucius knew about it from the moment those people appeared.

In his haste, he coaxed Narcissa, who knew nothing, into the secret room of Malfoy Manor.He told her that today, he wanted to give her a surprise, so she couldn't come out of this secret room before he came to find her.

Narcissa thought that he had invited some craftsmen to decorate their rooms as a 'little fun' between husband and wife, just like the big and small 'surprises' he used to give her from time to time in Malfoy Manor Same.So, she wasn't too suspicious.

She even leisurely picked up a book of poetry to pass the time while waiting for his 'surprise'.

When walking out of the door of Malfoy's secret room, Lucius hesitated for a moment, then turned around and took a deep look at Narcissa.

Seeing Lucius' movements, Narcissa naturally got up from the sofa in the secret room, and was about to kiss him on the cheek intimately and act like a baby to him.

But this time, instead of obediently waiting for her kiss, Lucius turned his back on her, put his arms around her waist, lowered his head, and kissed her lip to lip.

"Sissy, I love you. Wait for me." After the kiss, he let go of Narcissa and smiled at her relaxedly, as if telling her to wait for his surprise here obediently, and he will be back soon.

Then he walked out of the room and closed the door of the Chamber of Secrets.

Outside the door, Lucius raised the snake-headed staff and cast several protective spells, concealment spells, locking spells and isolation spells on the door of the secret room.

He closed his eyes, bit his lip, and then firmly picked up the snake head staff and walked out of Malfoy Manor.

When Lucius arrived at the gate of the Malfoy Manor, the group of Death Eaters fell silent as if they had been intimidated by someone.

The crowd parted, and from the middle of the group of Death Eaters, a man stepped out.

Tall, wearing a pitch-black magic robe, with a pale face like a dead man, with thin and long snake pupils narrowed coldly, and a huge python coiled around his body.

When Lucius saw this person, the Dark Demon mark on the inside of his arm began to burn and ache.He hurried forward and bowed his head humbly: "Lord, you are back."

"Isn't this Lucius?" Voldemort said to the group of followers behind him, "Look, I thought he would curl up in his luxurious manor and forget me as the master." Behind him The group of people booed, insulted, and laughed one after another.

"How could I forget you?" Lucius hurriedly lowered his head to defend, "I have been searching for you all these years. I am eager to rush to your side, and paint your heart again."

"So, is this how you greet me now? With the closed gates of Malfoy Manor? Huh?" Voldemort said slowly, and then, he suddenly raised his skeleton-like fingertips and pointed his index finger at Lu Xiu Adams cast a Cruciatus spell, "Cruciate!"

"Hmm." Lucius clenched his teeth, suppressing the painful moan in his throat due to body spasms.He kept raising his head for a moment, and forced a smirk with a pale face, "Lord, how could it be? Those stupid house elves were negligent. My manor has never set limits on you."

He waved the snake-headed wand, and the gate of Malfoy Manor slowly opened, and the defensive light wall formed by the attacking spells fired by those Death Eaters gradually faded.

"You're smart!" Voldemort tossed off his robe, and walked in swaggeringly like the owner of this manor, "I thought you'd have to blow up most of your manor first before you would get out of your turtle shell." Come out."

Behind Voldemort, the dark crowd of Death Eaters filed in.When passing by Lucius, some people deliberately bumped into him maliciously, some laughed mockingly at him, and some spit at him.

Lucius didn't care at all.

After he had slightly relieved the pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse, he hurriedly found Voldemort's back, staggering but hastily chased after him.

In the secret room, Narcissa, who was lazily leaning on the sofa and reading a collection of poems, heard the noisy voice outside, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

It was not the sound that a decoration craftsman could make at all, but it was like the sound of robbers coming to the house, "crash clatter" and "clang bang bang" violently smashing the precious collections at home.

She stood up with some doubts, carefully distinguishing the sounds outside, but heard the chaotic sound of spells.

Offensive spells like 'shatter to pieces' and 'shatter to pieces' were like casual words, uttered with impunity by the mob who broke into her house.She even heard Voldemort's maniacal laugh and the shrill excited yells of the Death Eaters behind him.

The collection of poems in Narcissa's hand fell to the ground abruptly.

Is this the 'surprise' he gave her?

Lucius Malfoy, you self righteous liar! ! !

Voldemort walked along the foyer and corridors of Malfoy Manor. He walked through the lounge where guests were received with a huge decorative Malfoy coat of arms, and through the red maple and silver silk decorations. During the finished tea break, he went straight to the largest banquet hall in the center of the first floor of Malfoy Manor.

The Death Eaters who followed him through Malfoy Manor were like a black swarm of locusts in transit.They tore up the beautiful oil paintings on the walls drawn by various master artists, burned the ancient woolen tapestries as decorations; and gold and silver, or pottery and crystal; they overturned statues of marble and ornaments of shell and coral.

Wherever those people went, there was a mess and debris.

"Alahoo hole is open!! Torn apart!! Open it for me!!" In Malfoy's chamber of secrets, Narcissa pointed viciously at the door of the chamber of secrets that was locked by Lucius from the outside with her wand.

She even didn't hesitate to use her body to hit the door forcefully, just to let her go out by herself.

Her hair was disheveled by the impact, and her decent clothes were slightly disheveled, but she ignored it.

The elegance that used to be as important to her as breathing, to her now, is not even comparable to a strand of Lucius' hair.

"Dolly! Vicki!" She called out the two house elves of the Malfoy family through the door of the secret room, "From the outside, use your magic, don't worry about anything, just blow up! Blow up this door for me!" open!!"

Inside the door, Narcissa continued to use various spells, and her magic power was continuously output like flowing water.As if she had made up her mind, if she didn't open this door, she wouldn't let it go!

Voldemort walked into the banquet hall, assembled a chair with magic power, and sat at the top of the banquet hall.

Lucius stumbled in and stood in front of him with his head bowed.

The group of Death Eaters followed one after another and stood in the center and rear of the banquet hall.

"Lucius Malfoy," Voldemort stared at the man standing in front of him with his head down, unable to see clearly with his cold pupils.He smiled coldly, "It seems that you have been doing well after I've been away all these years?"

"How could it be, Lord?" Lucius raised his head, restrained all expressions, and gave a dry laugh, "I miss you all the time, waiting for you to call me again." He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt roughly, He showed Voldemort the Dark Mark on his own arm, "Look, this is the proof of my loyalty to you."

"Then why aren't you in Azkaban? My 'faithful servant'?" Voldemort asked sharply and meanly.

He stood up, walked in front of Lucius, slapped him hard, and turned Lucius' face to one side.

"I remember that my most loyal servants are all there, Lucius." Voldemort looked grim, "I want to see how you quibble and how you can explain why you have been in the Ministry of Magic for the past few years." It's a fish in water here, and it's a good life." He looked at Lucius, and the corners of his lips curled up cruelly, "If I'm not satisfied, my dear Nagini—" Nagini on him heard Voldemort At the mention of her name, she turned her head and vomited in Lucius' direction, "She's been very hungry all these years, Lucius."

Voldemort dragged his tone, and said slowly: "You, your wife, I heard—you have a son? The three of you, I think—will feed her." His expression was mocking, It's like waiting to see a clown about to start his show.

On the other side, the Chamber of Secrets in Malfoy Manor.

Following the curse from inside and outside, the door of the secret room finally collapsed straight down under Narcissa's spell.

Narcissa lifted the hem of her skirt, ignoring her grooming, but cast a 'restore as new' magic and a secrecy spell on the door of the chamber of secrets, then clenched her wand tightly, and turned towards Malfoy Manor without hesitation. Run to the banquet hall, which is the noisiest and loudest in the house.

His eyes turned back to the banquet hall of Malfoy Manor.

The Death Eaters behind Lucius roared with laughter at Voldemort's actions.

Obscene language is endless.

Lucius knew that Voldemort didn't really want to hear any explanation from him, but just wanted to see him kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

What kind of punishment can torture a person more than trampling and insulting a proud person's self-esteem like rubbish?

In particular, that person is like him, who regards manners as a dogma, integrates dignity into his flesh and blood, and imprints it deeply in his bones.

However, he couldn't resist, let alone fall down.

Behind him, there is the weak and ignorant Narcissa, and his immature son, Draco, who is naive and inexperienced.

He has to hold up a future for them.

Lucius' thumb deeply pierced the inside of his middle finger where Voldemort couldn't see, consciously letting himself use the pain to wake himself up, not to be blinded by shame and anger.On his face, he slowly showed a flattering smile towards Voldemort.

"Yes master, your humble servant apologizes to you." He put the snake-headed staff in his arms, and then slapped himself twice. "I won't quibble. Although, I have been helping you collect funds and political capital for your return all these years, but it is true that I failed to go to Azkaban to be loyal to you. This is my dereliction of duty. So, I'm guilty." He looked at Voldemort, and sure enough he saw the satisfied look on his face, but that was all.

Lucius knew that Voldemort still felt that his 'performance' was not sincere enough.So, he gritted his teeth, and was about to kneel down and kiss the toe of his robe, so that Voldemort would stop killing the three of them.

Just as Lucius' knee was about to fall slowly, the door of the banquet hall in Malfoy Manor was pushed open with a 'squeak'.

Standing at the door was Narcissa with messed-up appearance, disheveled hair, and panting heavily.

She raised her head, her eyes quickly scanned the scene in the banquet hall, and then saw Voldemort, and Lucius standing in front of Voldemort, looking at her with disbelief.

"Lord," Narcissa straightened her weed-like hair from her running, and smiled flatteringly at Voldemort, "You have come from afar, how can I not welcome you?"

She walked into the ballroom and stepped forward without haste, ignoring the malicious, mocking glances around her.Her steps are steady and light, as if attending a grand ball.

"Lord, she's crazy, huh, huh," Lucius rarely panicked, looked at Voldemort with panicked eyes, but staggered towards Narcissa, "I, I'm going to Go teach her a lesson and let her have a longer memory."

He frantically ran to Narcissa's side, grabbed Narcissa's collar, and used his body to block Voldemort's sight that was looking at Narcissa maliciously.

"Why did you come here?! You crazy woman!! Shame on you! Hurry up and go back to the confinement room where you are supposed to be!! Don't appear here! Dirty Master's eyeballs!!" Lucius quickly and loudly talking.

Narcissa stared at Lucius in what looked like a threat but was actually a protective move. Her eyes were firm and uncompromising.

"Get off! Get off!" Lucius raised his arms, and he looked at Narcissa, as if he was so angry that he wanted to slap her.

Although he spoke viciously, Narcissa saw his raised arms trembling, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes that she hadn't seen for many years.

It doesn't matter, if you are laughed at, let me be laughed at with you.

Narcissa was like a crazy woman, not dodging, closing her eyes, raising her face, waiting for Lucius' slap.

But she waited for a long time, but she didn't get the expected pain.

Instead, she felt that her hair was messed up more violently by someone, blocking her face, and then she was wrapped in that person's arms and walked towards the direction she came from.

"Lord, don't worry, I will send this lunatic away now, so that she can't disturb our plan." She heard Lucius' voice from above her head.

Sure enough, his arm couldn't fall.Narcissa opened her eyes again, and these words popped out of her mind.

For some reason, at such a dangerous moment, she suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

I want to protect you no matter what.

Never realized I love you so much.

Love enough to throw away my reputation for you.Love enough to give up my glory for you.

Because you have always loved me this way.

You have always protected me like this.

So I have nothing to fear.