The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel

Wase's voice broke through the silence. His words were like the cold wind in winter, cold and sharp:

"Mr. Malfoy, we all know your identity."

His movement was slow and methodical. The wand waved softly to unveil the long sleeves of Lucius's left arm.

As the long sleeves slipped, the black demon label that had been scared by countless people was exposed to the air.

Lucius was instinctively covering it with his palm, complex emotions -anger, fear, and a hint of the embarrassment of revealing secrets. He stared at Wes, as if he had to burn him with his eyes.

"You're scared, Mr. Eat of Death." Wes's voice was calm and full of oppression. "What are you afraid of?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Your master is about to make a comeback, why are you afraid?"

His words have a touch of fun, as if enjoying this psychological game.

"It must be uncomfortable to follow the furious guy, and I am bold every day. I am afraid that the next one will die is myself."

Was's words were like a lilac, and the heart of Lucius stabbed his heart fiercely.

Lucius looked at Wes with wide eyes, and he didn't know why he could guess his mind so accurately.

"Actually it is easy to guess." Wes picked up the diary and gently stroked its cover, and the movement was so gentle in contrast to his words. "Thisulfur was made by Voldemort at the age of 16. With his character and ambition, it must not only create such aulomatic artifact."

Wes looked directly at Lucius's eyes, and his whole body exudes an unquestionable self -confidence.

"Mr. Malfoy, do you know the method of refining the Horcrux?"

Lucius shook like a wave of waves, like an animal forced to the road.

"Kill a person, split his soul, and attach the split soul fragments to any object." Wes's voice was bland, as if telling a trivial matter.

"It sounds simple, right?" He raised his mouth slightly, showing a ridiculous smile.

Lucius didn't dare to speak, at this moment he was terrified.

"There are not many black wizards who know the method of making Mulk in history, but do you know why few people do this?"

Wase's eyes were sharp and sent this sharp question.

Lucius didn't dare to talk, he could only continue to shake his head.

Dumbledore showed an interest, he wanted to hear how Wes think of the Horcrux.

"Have you heard of schizophrenia?" Without waiting for the two to answer, Wes continued:

"Simply put, there is a problem with a person's spirit. His spiritual differentiation shows different personalities, some are the elderly, some are children ..."

After Was's explanation, although the two did not understand too much, they probably knew that this situation was not a lunatic.

"Schizophrenia has such serious consequences, so what about the soul?" Wase's voice suddenly increased by an octa degree: "Do you need to pay the price without the soul?"

When he spoke, each word seemed to be applying pressure: "Whether Voldemort is getting more and more irritable in the later period, it is increasingly unable to control his emotions, and it is more and more extreme."

Although Wes seemed to be asking Lucius, he had an authority that could not be refuted.

Lucius nodded, indeed, as Wes said, Voldemort has changed from a wise and wise leader to a tyrant who is constantly suspicion and moody.

Being around him, every day is full of anxiety and fear, everyone is carefully choosing words, for fear that accidental disasters will cause a fatal disaster.

"Voldemort's soul has split too many times." Wase screamed his lips. "It is really stupid, and the complete soul can go further on the road of magic. Go further "

Dumbledore nodded at the side: "Even the most cruel black wizard will not split their soul easily."

I think that Voldemort was too young at the time, and had not yet exposed to deeper magic knowledge. As soon as he discovered the method of making Horcrux, he couldn't wait to create this diary. As a result, he could only go to the dark. "

Weis's voice was sorry.

"The young wizard always went wrong for various reasons." Dumbledore also showed a hint of regret: "If I did not have prejudice at the time, guided him well, maybe he would become an outstanding master of black magic defense masters It is not impossible to become the new principal. "

"Come on, he can kill people at the age of 16 without being found. This mental mind can not be changed by education."

Weis said disapproving.

"..." Wes and Dumbledore talked without any fear, and there were many fallen demons. Lucius heard it as if he was sitting on a needle, and he couldn't wait to be a deaf.

"Oh, sorry." Wes seemed to notice Lucius's uncomfortable appearance. "Let's talk about your master, don't you mind?" Wes looked at Lucius teased.

What can Lucius say?

He wanted to make Avada a lot of melon, but he only dared to think so.

You can only deal with it bitterly.

"Generally speaking, because of the soul of the soul, Voldemort is now a lunatic, and it is a brutal lunatic, Mr. Malfoy, but you hand over the most important Horcrux of this lunatic to his deadly opponent. What to deal with you "

Wes continued to threaten Lucius with a tough tone.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Lucius was about to cry, but he still burst into counterattack: "I believe he will listen to my explanation ..."

The smaller he said, the smaller he said, apparently he did not believe in his own words.

"Well, now you have three ways to choose." Wes raised three fingers.

"The first is to admit that you are the owner of this diary. The consequences are naturally to stay in Azkan. Maybe when your master rolls the soil, you will rescue you from the Azka class. I hope you are not crazy at that time."

Wes is cold.

Lucius thought of the evil creature of the Monster to shook his head quickly. In less than a month, he would be tortured by the soul of the soul.

"Second, you don't admit that the diary is yours. With the power of Malfoy's family, we can't help it, but we will release the gossip. Voldemort has an important thing to be lost by you."

Lucius still shook his head.

"Then there is only the last one left, that is to abandon the darkness."

As soon as Wes said, Lucius stood up from the ground at once and refuted angrily: "You let me die !!"

Ves seemed to give a choice, in fact, he was forcing Lucius to betray Voldemort.

"He knows that he won't let me and my family!"

Lucius has seen the Voldemort who treats him who betrayed him, and he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

"He doesn't know if he doesn't know."

"Do you make me undercover?" Lucius retreated again and again. "Impossible, don't think about it!" He was emotionally excited and his hands were fist tightly.

"Calm, Mr. Malfoy." Wes said softly: "Only by keeping calm can you make the right choice."

Dumbledore also carried a cup of tea to Lucius, trying to relieve the tension atmosphere. But in Lucius's eyes, this cup of tea is more horrible than toxic.

After some inner struggle, Lucius finally took the tea cup and drank it, as if he had made the worst plan.