Schutz III

The Prime Minister's decision came very quickly. After Salazar left, he locked himself in the office alone, just thinking about it quietly, and finally suddenly understood one thing.After moving his fingers, the Prime Minister picked up the letter he had put in the drawer, looked at the address carefully and began to write the letter.

Perhaps the man named Salazar just resented himself for working with his old nemesis?The Prime Minister stopped writing, and after carefully comparing the images of Salazar and Dumbledore in his mind, he sighed, but the pen moved faster and faster across the paper. Nothing is simple.

In fact, Salazar's desire to combat Dumbledore's influence was only one of the reasons the Prime Minister thought. More importantly, Salazar was worried that the headmaster, who was determined that a muggle was not as good as a wizard, would let him The other party figured out the strength and thus caused the other party to covet the wizarding world. According to Sara, the wizarding world, which has almost no contact with the Muggle world, is weak enough in terms of tactics, and the Muggle Prime Minister was at the beginning. You may be afraid of the special power of the wizard, but after a long time to see the reality, you will inevitably have some unnecessary thoughts.

After all, compared with the Muggle world, which is developing rapidly with technology, the wizarding world has been stagnant for too long. It has been too long to change the status quo and develop as soon as possible. Muggles are not fools. The only feasible solution is to minimize the contact between the two worlds. In particular, reduce the contact between Dumbledore, who looks down on Muggles, and the Prime Minister.

Regardless of the thoughts of Salazar and the Prime Minister, Schulz has been feeling extremely embarrassed recently.Facing Blaise's ambiguous eyes from time to time is already uncomfortable enough, but there is still a stupid little girl chattering behind him all day long, Schultz feels that the expression on his face is about to crack regardless of self-comfort ; perhaps the only good news is that Salazar will be back soon.

Trying to ignore the noise behind them all the way, Shutz and Blaise followed Draco and walked towards the classroom; they met a tall black-haired boy near the corner, Draco stopped, "Senior Brandon."

Charles Brandon nodded, "Malfoy." His gray eyes stared straight at Schultz, Brandon bent his lips, and came to Schultz's side and whispered, "The Dark Lord would like to have a drink with you very much." afternoon tea."

Shutz looked up at the boy in front of him.

"This afternoon is a good time, if you are so inclined."

"I--"

"I know you don't have classes this afternoon."

His eyes turned cold, Shutz nodded, "I see."

Only then did Charles leave satisfied, while thinking about the benefits of the successful mission.After all, when the Dark Lord gave him this task, his tone was unusually serious.Is it because of the boy's identity or...that pretty face?But this has nothing to do with him, he should think about the first project carefully.

Although Charles' voice was not loud, Draco and Blaise were very close, and they heard the general idea in a random manner; when Charles' figure completely disappeared around the corner, Schultz turned around and met his companion who was a little worried. look,

"What's the matter?" Shutz chuckled, "The professor doesn't think we're all late."

Draco didn't seem to have much reaction when he saw Schulz. Thinking about it, he felt that this guy was still the great-great-great-grandfather of the Dark Lord, so there was really nothing to worry about; Where is Racha's father?Looking away, Draco waved his hand, "Then let's go quickly."

Blaise lowered his head and tried to restrain the expression on his face, and he didn't raise his head until he could laugh, but he didn't even notice that his fingers had pinched white marks.

Schultz glanced at Blaise's fingers from the corner of his eye, and sighed secretly in his heart.

This thing is really difficult.

The Dark Lord's manor was as luxurious as ever, and Shutz followed Lucius Malfoy towards the drawing room.When he came to the door, Lucius stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at Schultz carefully.

"Mr. Malfoy?"

Lucius' gray-blue eyes stared straight at him, "Schutz. I can call you that."

"Of course." Shutz nodded, "You are Draco's father."

"Actually," Lucius played with the silver snake-headed wand in his hand, "I don't think you need to worry too much."

After a long silence, Schultz didn't know what to say.He didn't quite understand where Lucius in front of him could see that he was a little worried.

"Draco wrote me a letter at noon." Lucius said carefully, "That child doesn't seem to understand your true strength and value."

"I once heard Draco mention that your blood has awakened?"

"Yes, sir."

"Okay." Lucius nodded, "Go in, the Dark Lord is already inside."

Shutz glanced at Lucius again, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind: Draco's tsundere gene came from Lucius, so awkward looking after him or something...

The Dark Lord was reading a book, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head and greeted Schulz with a bright smile to sit down beside him; after Schulz sat down, he thoughtfully brought a cup of steaming black tea to Schulz's hand, "Add a third milk, right?"

Schultz accepted the Dark Lord's kindness with some horror, wondering if Salazar had done any favors to the man in front of him again.

Seemingly understanding the boy's expressionless face, the Dark Lord put down the book in his hand with a chuckle, "I haven't contacted your father for a long time."

Schultz took a sip of milk tea calmly, pretending not to understand.

"I didn't have any special purpose in inviting you here today." The man's slender fingers crossed each other on his legs, "I just think it's better to get along with my family and cultivate a relationship."

Family... Cultivate Relationships...

Schulz had a speechless impulse - if he didn't have a sip of milk tea in his mouth, he would probably open his mouth wide in horror.

Seeing the stiff muscles on Schulz's face, the Dark Lord rolled his eyes happily, "Hehe, you are so cute."

Ha ha……

Shutz felt that he should really say something, and he couldn't just listen to the other party teasing him all afternoon; but before he could put this idea into action, Lucius' voice came from outside the door.

"My lord, Lord Slytherin is visiting."

Voldemort raised his eyebrows and looked at Shutz. Seeing that the other party was also confused, he said to the door, "Please come in, Lord Slytherin." He turned his head and smiled at Shutz, "Your father really cares about you." Then, with a smile He quickly restrained himself, and there seemed to be some displeasure between his eyebrows.

Schultz watched the man around him complete the face-changing process within minutes, and felt amazed for a while, and after being amazed, he couldn't help but wonder whether the Dark Lord had really cured schizophrenia.Perhaps because he was too preoccupied, after Salazar walked in, Schultz sat there without any reaction.

The Dark Lord raised his eyebrows and watched Salazar sitting on the other side of Schultz as if nothing had happened, and even took the tilting glass in Schulz's hand and placed it on the table.

Shutz felt a lightness in his hand, and then he realized it, and smiled brightly at Salazar, "Dad, you are back."

Salazar nodded, although there were no waves on his face, but the feeling turned from cold to peaceful.He turned his head to the smiling man and said, "Is the first project about to start?"

"That's what you said." Voldemort's tone was not very respectful, but very peaceful; "If you don't mind, my lord, please call me by my name directly, 'Tom', how about it?"

Looking at the expressionless Salazar, the Dark Lord smiled without embarrassment, "After all, you are still my elder, aren't you?"

Hearing this, Schultz didn't respond, but Salazar frowned slightly. He remembered that the man in front of him who looked similar to himself had the blood of the son he escaped; but he didn't like the name Voldemort either. , "Flying away from death" or something, he didn't think this name was any better than "Tom" on the bad street.

"Tom." Salazar nodded. "Do you have any plans for the first project?"

"Plan?" Voldemort moved his fingers slightly. "I assume, what you mean by...involvement?"

Salazar remained silent, while Schultz watched the interaction between the two.

"Yes," he said, "I want to officially appear in public in the first project. Participate as a judge." He stacked his hands together, "After all, nobles really backed down enough in front of Dumbledore There are too many, and it is not convenient for you to show up."

"Then divert Dumbledore's attention away." Salazar held Shutz's hand without hesitation and rubbed it lightly. "It's good for you and me."

His Majesty the Dark Lord's eyes wandered between the two people's intertwined hands, and his doubts grew stronger, but his mouth was unequivocal, "Of course."

When the two left, Lucius opened the door and walked in. He looked at the Dark Lord with a puzzled look on his face, and called hesitantly, "My lord?"

"Ah, you're here, Lucius." The man quickly came back to his senses and bent his eyes, "You'll go to the Ministry later." With his finger on his chin, the man closed his eyes slightly, "If I remember correctly, the current Director of Sports is Ludo Bagman?"

Lucius nodded.

"Go and tell him, let me be the judge of the competition for him."

"But this matter will confront Dumbledore head-on, right now—"

"There is no better time than now, Lucius." Voldemort's red eyes darkened, "We have to trust the great Big Four, don't we?" He said with a smile, "Since it is the request of Lord Slytherin Besides—" He cast his gaze out the window, "We didn't have the desire to cooperate with Dumbledore. So, what does it matter if we face each other? I am no longer the person Dumbledore remembered The 'I' is gone."

You are no longer the person I remember... Lucius thought silently, it seems that everything has changed since the Dark Lord returned to him.Should it be said that the Dark Lord is more rational and mature?Or are they becoming more and more tolerant?However, there is one thing that remains the same as before, even if this person is very rational, he still cannot change the pride and coldness in his nature.

Let's say that Shutz and Salazar and his son returned to Hogwarts here, and Shutz began to stiffen as soon as they entered the basement.Salazar looked at him suspiciously, probed his forehead and asked suspiciously, "What? Is there nothing wrong?"

Schulz smiled and stood behind Salazar and tiptoed slightly to take off his cloak for him, and asked Salazar sweetly if he would like something to eat and drink tea, preferably to take a bath.

Salazar allowed Schultz to move, and when Schultz obsequiously served a cup of tea, he raised his jaw and asked, "What? Did I do something unspeakable while I was away?"

"No—" Shutz blinked, trying to avoid Salazar's direct gaze, "Dad, aren't you tired after going out for so long?"

Salazar tapped Shutz on the forehead, and casually browsed through the entire living room, there seemed to be nothing suspicious... But what about the pile of pink envelopes on the sofa?Snake Ancestor narrowed his eyes, and the temperature of his whole body dropped a few points.Seeing Salazar's unkind eyes, Schultz wanted to cover it up, but Salazar's silent flying spell made Schultz wait for the envelopes in frustration.

Damn it!he thinks.Why did he forget to destroy the corpses?

Salazar, whose face was already cold when he heard this, immediately began to freeze and began to drop icicles. He glanced at Shutz, "Please tell me, how do you want to destroy the corpse?" He shook again The pink envelope in his hand, "What are you going to destroy, huh?"

Schultz lowered his head, and he actually said it... He said it!It's going to be really miserable now...

However, Sarah went to the study without saying a word after reading the letters, leaving Schulz standing there alone and staring at his back in a daze.What, his father is angry?Ignore him?No way……

Shutz thought about the solution for a while, and finally found painfully that he didn't understand why Salazar was angry.Normally speaking, a person like Salazar would not be so angry because of a pile of letters that he would just ignore him, let alone those letters that he had never read.These letters were what they looked like when they were delivered by the owl, and he didn't even bother to move the position of the letters, so these letters were seen by Salazar.Could it, then, be the content of those letters that made Salazar so angry?God is sorry, he really doesn't know what's in it... Then how could he prescribe the right medicine to apologize to Salazar?

After struggling for a while, Schulz decided that no matter what the problem was, he had to put on a clear attitude first; after all, those letters were from Cain. Just thinking about Cain's usual unscrupulousness, Schultz felt that it was a good idea to do it. Doing something is better than doing nothing, otherwise his whole body will really suffer because of these letters!Besides, the two of them have been separated for such a long time, it is too serious to get angry when they meet each other!

He rubbed his chin, and went to the study to apologize first, if it's really not possible - if it's really not possible, should he go to seduce?Slightly calming down in his heart, Schulz glanced at the cold tea, sighed and poured another cup, came to the door of Salazar's study and knocked lightly on the door.Sure enough, Salazar ignored him.Shutz pursed his lips, opened the door and walked in.

Salazar was writing something with his head down, and he was indifferent to hearing Schulz's footsteps, and even the pen in his hand waved more smoothly on the parchment.

Schulz put the tea in front of Salazar, and called out nonchalantly, "Dad?"

Salazar was silent.

"Hmm... Dad, are you angry with me?" Schultz tried his best to soften his cold voice. God knows how envious he is now of those little girls who are coquettish and cute and completely stress-free.

Perhaps it was the soft ending that hooked Salazar's emotions, and he was finally willing to look away from the parchment.The red pupils scanned Schulz, from forehead to jaw, neck and Schulz's skeletal and graceful body wrapped in a black robe; the eyes scanning Schulz were full of indifferent emotions, but only he himself knew who he was. How much effort it takes to hide the blazing emotion in his heart that can melt his whole body.

Schultz is already 15 years old. His facial features are delicate and moving, but he is not feminine at all because of the constant indifferent emotion on his face. The smooth and graceful lines of this body, as well as the creamy white skin that he can't put it down every time he is in love.

But in fact, there are not a few people who are prettier than Schultz. Schultz's classmate named Malfoy is extremely attractive, but only this person in front of him—only this young man with a usually indifferent face in front of him can seriously arouse him. Just looking at it and thinking about it, he felt that his physical and psychological desires were all burning hot and painful, and he kept clamoring to devour the young man into his stomach, completely merging with him. One; but just thinking that due to his own negligence, this child was once taken under the feathers of others, and his position as the father of this child was once replaced by others, a kind of indescribable and indescribable anger welled up in his heart, Perhaps there is still a trace of panic that is barely visible.

Ever since he saw that prophecy from Mrs. Hesias, he has been making two mental preparations.If he didn't fall in love with the child he raised with his own hands as predicted, and if he broke the shackles of ethics and loved his own son as predicted.In either case Salazar had the confidence to make things go his way and get the results he had originally envisioned.However, he, who has always been invincible, stumbled hard on this matter.Although in the end Schultz still fell into his arms under his deliberate inducement, but there was another Byrne who had other thoughts in the middle; and his momentary negligence caused Schultz to rely on Cain's first embrace to survive. .He finally understood the meaning of the word "powerlessness" from Schultz, and he couldn't justly ask Schultz to forget everything that had nothing to do with him, whether it was about Byrne or Cain; he didn't even dare to ask Did Schulzbine and Cain have some place in his heart, because the answer was obviously a yes.

He couldn't be angry with Schulz; but he was angry with himself.

Schultz stood there and let Salazar scrutinize him. After a while, he realized that there was something wrong with Salazar's mood; he walked forward in three or two steps, and Schultz put his head on Salazar's knee meekly, and walked down He looked at Salazar, "...Dad, are you... all right."

Salazar lowered his head, his red pupils suddenly deepened, and he lifted Shutz's chin and kissed him fiercely.Shutz stood up and was forced to raise his head. His white and slender neck bent back in an elegant arc, but it also looked extremely fragile, so fragile that it seemed that Salazar could break it completely with a strong hand. Wired.

The two lips met, and Salazar's tongue curled Shutz's as quickly and efficiently as when a cold-blooded animal attacked, sucking the root of the boy's tongue desperately and even somewhat venting; a kiss like a storm Schulz's brain froze instantly, and the only thing he remembered was reaching out and hugging the man's neck tightly.

He didn't understand what had happened to Salazar.

He thought Salazar was jealous, but now it seemed that it was more than that.Salazar's emotions at this moment made him unpredictable, but the strength on his jaw and the tightly bound arms around his waist made him feel that Salazar was longing for his comfort; so he could only hold Salazar's arms tightly neck, accepting Salazar's kiss obediently.

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