"It's possible to increase your IQ if you wear it, but it's not a price that anyone can pay. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Malfoy looked at an ornament on his desk, his eyes filled with reluctance, and then sighed.

He had now returned to Malfoy Manor, alone in his room, sitting quietly in a comfortable leather chair with a long, aged mahogany table in front of him.

On the table is a silver crown in the shape of an eagle with outstretched wings, on which the rare blue gemstones in the world shine seductively, even if the magic of time has faded the surrounding materials, but does not detract from the brilliance of the gem itself, and the bottom of the crown is engraved with the famous Ravenclaw motto - "Superior wisdom is the greatest treasure of mankind." ”

However, there were a few cracks on the surface of the originally perfect gem, and if a fairy craftsman appeared here, he would definitely weep bitterly, choke for what happened to this treasure, and questioned. Who brutally destroyed this extremely aesthetic work of art?

The answer couldn't be more obvious.

A lesson from the past, a master from behind, Malfoy didn't have the courage to let a Horcrux stay by his side all the time.

Dumbledore did not restrain his longing for his sister, and put the black gem ring that was made into a horcrux on his hand, and he was irreparably cursed with deadly dark magic.

Naturally, Malfoy could not take risks just for the sake of ethereal knowledge, which was the best decision.

Intelligence and wisdom are completely different concepts.

The former is often linked to ability, which is a metaphysical instrument, and the wisdom that prompts people to make decisions is the way of metaphysical predication.

In the face of great temptation, giving up is a real ability.

After the Ravenclaw Crown was made into a Horcrux, no amount of its original function to provide the wearer with the speed of thought or the unknown, unfathomable magical knowledge, could not be a reason to keep it.

"It's not bad to make a simple decoration now, maybe you can find that unfilial girl to change some news. Malfoy stared at the ornate crown, which no longer had its original effect, but was merely a superficial one.

If anyone is willing to take a closer look at the tiara, they will find that not only the brilliant gem has produced distressing flaws, but even the crown itself is cracked, as if covered with a layer of cobwebs.

If it weren't for the strength and toughness of the material itself, the crown would have been shattered long ago.

This is the power of the Gryffindor Sword, and even if it is also a representative treasure of the Big Four, the offensive sharp sword could not be more difficult to deal damage to such a secondary decoration.

"It's time to deal with the next Horcrux. Malfoy's gaze slowly averted from the broken Horcrux, and he began to think about his next steps.

There was silence for a long time.

"I don't know if this sword can be upgraded because of this. Malfoy suddenly had an idea, and the sword of Gryffindor was a piece of equipment created by the elf king Legnack I.

The property of a weapon made by a goblin is that it can absorb and strengthen it.

When the tip of the sword is infected by the basilisk's venom, Gryffindor's sword has the ability to destroy Horcruxes.

And now that the crown has been destroyed by this sword, what will happen?

"A sword of wisdom and courage?" Malfoy said, holding the sword aloof, scrutinizing.

The tip of the sword was quenched with black venom, the huge ruby on the hilt refracted the light of rumors in the light, and the entire body of the sword was shining with silver, and no one doubted his sharpness.

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"Mom, I'm just going to take over the property that belongs to our family, not to go to jail in Azkaban. Malfoy looked at Narcissa wiping tears in front of him, and could only say helplessly.

The semester is over, and with it comes a rather long vacation.

When Malfoy returned to his manor, he spent most of his time in his room reading, or in the newly opened laboratory, studying the destroyed crown and perhaps finding some other clues.

This upset Narcissa, whose precious son was unwilling to spend time with her.

In addition, Lucius has also become an official of the Ministry of Magic, and there are many things waiting for him to deal with.

Malfoy took out the transfer agreement that said 12 Grimmauld Place, and asked to take possession of the property himself, which was directly opposed by Narcissa, who clearly thought that her precious son should be at home with his dearest mother during the holidays.

However, the advantage of father and son was greater, and Lucius was clearly on his son's side.

"It's the property of the Black family, and my son needs exactly this kind of exercise. Lucius said this from the dinner table.

He was very satisfied with his son's performance, and not long ago, Lucius's status in the wizarding society had risen to a new level, and while becoming an official of the Ministry of Magic, he also had a certain degree of control over some of the Daily Prophets, which was quite a huge benefit.

So he's very supportive of Malfoy's decision right now.

"Where is that place, is it far away?" Narcissa could only accept the reality, but asked seemingly unintentionally. She continued, "I can send some more things, the furniture there must be moldy, do you want the servants to bring some furniture over?"

"12 Grimmauld Place. Malfoy said, then raised the teacup and took a sip before slowly putting it down.

"Mom, don't bother so much, just clean up the place. Malfoy continued, "I'll bring Dobby." ”

"How about spending at least another day at home with Mom?" Narcissa began to wipe the corners of her eyes, wondering if there were really tears coming from there.

"Yes. Seeing this, Malfoy could only reply weakly.

So now at the gate of Malfoy's manor, this is the situation, and Narcissa, who is reluctant to give her son, stretches out her arms again and gives Malfoy a hard hug, which makes him breathless.

"Have a nice time there. Narcissa let go of her hand, and then affectionately pressed her cheek against Malfoy's, the pungent smell of perfume that made Malfoy immediately feel the tip of her nose itch.

"By the way, how are you going to get there, my darling?" asked Narcissa then.

"Floo powder, or Muggle cars?" Narcissa muttered to herself, staring at her son, "Then no one in our family can drive a Muggle car, that's a big problem." ”

"No problem, Mom, I've learned to apparate and shapeshift. Malfoy nodded, then drew his wand from behind him, hurriedly said goodbye, and then recited the incantation, and his body began to blur, and finally disappeared into thin air.

Malfoy didn't know if he would be able to make it to the end of the day if he let Narcissa talk about it again.

Soon, only a string of popping sounds remained in the air.

"I don't have anything else to say. Narcissa was a little angry, feeling as if her son was deliberately avoiding her, and she was right.

"The child has grown up. Narcissa sighed helplessly, but smiled meaningfully, because she had prepared a "surprise" for her son.