HP's Platinum Temptation

Magenta drapes and curtains were hung in the splendid hall, covering most of the bright windows.A long table with exquisite patterns is placed in the center of the living room, and tall chairs are neatly arranged.

It was a completely unnoticed secret mansion, where the Death Eaters held their meetings.

Even though the courtyard is sunny and bright, the room is still very dark, only the psychedelic crystal lamp on the ceiling emits a soft yellowish light.The Dark Lord doesn't like sunlight.

The atmosphere in the room was also very depressing.The owner of the gorgeous throne headed by this moment had a ferocious face and was obviously very angry.A small man in black robes was struggling painfully on the ground beside the throne, trying to suppress the screams caused by the pain deep in his body.

"A bunch of trash!" The Dark Lord lifted his robed feet angrily, and kicked the little man in black.The latter let out a muffled grunt, and then fell silent, probably fainted.

All the Death Eaters bowed their heads in silence, and no one spoke.The companion who was being punished made only a small mistake, but the Dark Lord seemed to be in an extraordinarily violent mood today.Lucius noticed that Regulus' place was empty.

After venting his emotions for a while, he said, "It's all gone. I don't want to see any more failures." Following the order of the Dark Lord, the other people in black robes sitting around stood up respectfully and prepared to leave.

The slender figure sitting at the head of the Dark Lord's right hand brushed the long hair on the left side of his face behind his ear, and stood up.The movement of standing brought up a faint fragrance, and the Dark Lord, who was so angry that he closed his eyes, couldn't help opening his blood-red eyes.

"Lucius..."

"Yes, my master." The slender figure stopped his leaving figure and bent towards the throne.The beautiful platinum-blonde long hair slipped from the back, covering most of the face. From the position of the throne, only fine and neat long hair could be seen, as well as the white tip of the nose.

"Where are you going?" The Dark Lord couldn't help narrowing his scarlet eyes, and asked in a lazy tone.

"My master, Sissy is about to give birth, and I'm going back to take care of her." Lucius finished his salute, straightened up, met the red eyes for a moment, and then lowered his eyes respectfully, with an extremely humble attitude.

"You two have a good relationship." The Dark Lord snorted softly, "I still thought you didn't like the wife I chose for you."

"How could it be, my master, your choice is my honor. Sissy is my most cherished family member."

"It's been seven years, and it's indeed a hard-won child. The Malfoy family needs an heir." The Dark Lord nodded slightly.

"Yes!" Lucius nodded quickly, and couldn't help showing a smile.A pair of thin lips pursed into a nice arc.

The Dark Lord's eyes darkened a little, he didn't speak, just stared at the figure in front of him.Probably aware of his inadvertent expression of emotion, Lucius lowered his head and returned to a calm state.

"I'm very happy. You look more and more like Abraxas. Looking at you, I can recall many things from the past." The Dark Lord said suggestive words in a light tone: "It's very similar, very Charm. I regret handing you over to Narcissa." The right hand wearing the gorgeous gemstone ring stretched out to the respectfully bowed figure, entwined a strand of the other's hair into the palm of his hand, and stroked it carefully.His dark gaze also fell to Lucius' raised face in surprise.

The astonishment in the silver-gray eyes was replaced by a respect mixed with a touch of joy: "I am willing to serve you at any time, my master." After finishing speaking, the joyful and respectful gaze drooped slightly, as if expressing the shyness of the master .The slender figure couldn't help taking a step closer to the throne.

At this time, there was no one else in the living room.

Lucius' reaction made the Dark Lord frowned slightly.

Recently, the activities of the Death Eaters have suffered frequent setbacks, and several designs against the Order of the Phoenix have ended in failure, allowing Dumbledore's confidants to escape.Obviously, there are traitors within the Death Eaters, and the closer to the core, the more suspicious they are.

The one who was punished just now was only the direct executor in the operation, not the culprit.

The figure on the right hand is even more suspicious.

Lucius couldn't help but move forward to reveal his intention of approaching. The Dark Lord didn't like the servant who offered to send him to bed, although the former was indeed a rare and outstanding person.But he doesn't need the aura of being more intimate with his master.

Thinking of Lucius' reluctance when he got married seven years ago, and the slightly complaining look in his eyes, the Dark Lord couldn't help but snorted coldly, and let go of his hand: "Go back."

The slender figure was slightly startled, took a step back, stopped hesitantly, and raised his head again: "My master, after Drake is born, can I have the honor to be your godson?"

Glancing at Lucius' unconcealable look of anticipation, the Dark Lord showed obvious impatience on his face: "Let's find your best friend."

Disappointment clearly appeared in his silver-gray eyes, he bit his lower lip lightly, and humbly left the room without saying a word.

The empty living room returned to silence.

The heavy hall door slowly closed behind him, and the disappointed expression on Lucius' face instantly faded away, returning to a light expression, only the eyes were stained with tiredness.

A soft hum came from the colonnade not far away. Lucius looked up and saw his best friend in a black robe of abstinence.

"Severus." Lucius whispered, his eyes beckoning.The two moved successively from the apparition point of the manor to Malfoy Manor.

"It seems that Mr. Malfoy needs to obey the order, and the next best thing is to 'find your best friend'." Snape said coldly: "I have never heard that Mr. Malfoy is so eager for the master's bed* .Should I be honored by the glorious task assigned by the master?"

"Stop it, Severus." Lucius rubbed his eyebrows, and walked to his living room first, his tired expression was completely undisguised.

"Why, I thought you were very happy with the Dark Lord's hint just now? So Mr. Malfoy's Agmanis is a certain breed of dog?" Snape sarcastically said.

"Really? Did I just act eager to get closer to Master?" Lucius looked at Snape expectantly, as if he didn't care about his sarcasm.

"I thought you knew." His tone was still light.

"And I thought you knew that the master didn't like such subordinates." After a long time, Lucius sighed.

The black-haired man instantly turned his head to look at his friend beside him, showing a puzzled expression.

But until he walked into the living room, Mr. Malfoy did not give any further explanation.

"Lucius...Welcome back!" The pretty woman sitting by the fireplace in the living room couldn't help getting up when she heard the footsteps, showing a beautiful smile.

"Don't get up, take a good rest." Lucius stepped forward, held the hand extended by the beautiful woman considerately, and placed her back on the soft sofa: "How is Draco's performance today?" His loving eyes Touring back and forth on the beautiful woman's face and bulging belly.

"Very well, we are all fine. Why is Severus here? Did the Dark Lord give him some mission?" Narcissa nodded to Snape who entered the living room after Lucius.

"No. The previous action has not been completed, don't worry. I will accompany you until the end of production." Lucius explained patiently.

Narcissa returned a reassuring smile.The seven years of companionship are not lovers, but the closest family members.

"Also, I invited Severus to be Draco's godfather." Lucius raised his eyebrows, seeming a little happy.

Narcissa showed a clearly happy smile and looked at Snape.The latter looked at the Malfoys for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"So? What are you trying to say?" Snape found himself a seat and sat down, not intending to waste time watching his friends' family interactions.

Lucius drew out his wand, and cast a soundproof spell around the three of them: "Master is suspicious of me."

"So you're eagerly leaning over?" Snape frowned.

"Master doesn't like subordinates who take the initiative to approach. Since he no longer trusts him, the master will not let me, who is already the core, have a little more intimacy with him, whether it is a lover or a godfather. Only by taking the initiative can dispel his doubts. "Lucius doesn't hide much from friends and family.

"I remember that you have always been the most ardent admirer and follower of Master." Snape tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair.

"Master, it's getting crazier..." Lucius' eyes became gloomy, unable to hide his disappointment and fatigue: "Severus, you should also pay attention."

I don't know when, fatigue has become the most common mental state of Lucius.He didn't have the remarkable talent for Occlumency that Snape had.If you want to hide your true emotions in the domain controlled by the Dark Lord, you need not only to speculate on the other party's thinking and emotions, but also to reduce the details that may be exposed through exaggerated expressions and performances.

Snape's eyes seemed subconsciously blank for a few seconds before returning to normal and looking at the ground.I couldn't tell what was going on in his mind.

Snapped!

A house-elf with bat-like ears, a spindly nose, protruding green eyes the size of tennis balls, and wearing an old pillowcase appeared in Lucius' hand, holding a letter.

"Master, there is an urgent letter just now!" The house elf handed the letter to Lucius's hands, and then disappeared with a puff.

Lucius frowned and opened the envelope marked urgently.There is always a bad feeling.And his bad premonition can be reflected in the drastic change in his face after reading the letter.

"What's wrong? Is it bad news?" Narcissa asked nervously, seeing the change in Lucius' face.

Lucius looked up at Narcissa, who looked worried, and Snape, who looked up because of her voice, with a look of hesitation in his eyes: "It's nothing. It's just a letter from a friend."

"Your expression doesn't look like 'nothing' at all. I don't think your words can appease anyone?" Snape snorted coldly, and bluntly exposed Lucius' unsophisticated lie.

The owner of the manor glared at Snape, very helpless at the other party's sabotage.Seeing the growing concern in Narcissa's eyes again, he opened his mouth, but hesitated again.After Narcissa noticed this action, she couldn't help pulling Lalucius's sleeve: "Tell me, in such a situation, it is impossible for me to rest at ease."

"This is a letter from Mrs. Black, your aunt." Lucius looked at Narcissa with some embarrassment: "She told me that this morning, long before our meeting, the Dark Lord summoned Regu Les went to his manor, and brought Kreacher with him. Then just now, on the Black family tapestry, Regulus' name turned gray. Kreacher returned to Black's old house by himself, and then kept wailing Crying and punishing himself, he said..."

"What did he say? What's wrong with Regulus?" Narcissa tightened the palm she was holding, unable to bear the pause of the other party's words.

"He said the Dark Lord killed Regulus."