"So let's do it first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info" Looking at the empty, unpopular ancestral house (except for Mrs. Black's screams and house-elves), Malfoy was a little distracted, Pansy should be home by now, and he still needs to stay here for a while in order to continue brewing the Slytherin potions

In addition to this, Malfoy also conducted many experiments, but these were boring and not interesting.

It is even said to be linked to evil.

"Maybe I'll be able to follow the necromancer's path now, but if I do, maybe Dumbledore will see me as more tricky than Voldemort. Malfoy laughed at himself as he thought that somewhere in the lab, several Dementors were being cornered, cringinge, as the tip of Malfoy's wand was emitting a shiny wisp of gas, shaped like a rooster on closer inspection.

The Patronus Charm still makes Dementors feel instinctively afraid.

Several Dementors floated close to the floor, desperate to escape the place, but the constraints of the oath made it necessary for the monsters to cooperate with Malfoy's experiments.

"Do you feel fear too?" Malfoy smiled dismissively, not having a crush on the creatures, and he wouldn't be willing to bring the Dementors to him if it weren't for the sake of studying something about souls.

As one of the founders of Hogwarts, Salazar Slytherin's abilities are by no means limited to this, and even in terms of the total amount of knowledge alone, Slytherin is not inferior to Ravenclaw, who is famous for his intelligence.

In his later years, during his long travels, he traveled almost all of Europe, and the codexes, buried treasures and relics of his predecessors kept Salazar on the path of magic more and more.

Salazar Slytherin was probably the most adept of the Big Four in matters related to souls, and Gryffindor Godric wouldn't waste his mind on this type of knowledge, and of the Big Four, his treasures were the least likely to be used by wizards, let alone his willingness to delve into something as ethereal as the soul in his eyes.

The man disdained and didn't want to.

Needless to say, the generous Hufflepuff and the wise Ravenclaw, they were also reluctant to touch the magic that ordinary people saw as evil, the former thought it was too cruel, and the latter thought it was not graceful enough.

Slytherin, however, drifted further and further down the road.

He is a true wizard, but he also pays the price of loneliness.

The other three wizards, on the other hand, did their best to train their respective students in the school they founded, leaving a mantle for themselves, and they sacrificed a lot of their own time to study magic to create better conditions for their students.

Magic is not omnipotent, it can help wizards live more conveniently, but it is not able to do anything about some things, such as wealth.

The wealth needed to build a castle that can provide students with learning is already astronomical, and the cultivation of subsequent students can be called a bottomless pit, the medicinal materials needed to learn Potions classes, the creatures that need to be observed when learning Magical Beasts-related courses, and even the teaching materials may need to be collected and written by them.

As pioneers, they are faced with thorny paths.

It is because of their selfless dedication that Hogwarts is what it is today.

There is no right or wrong choice.

And since Salazar is not a dark wizard, as one of the Big Four, he will naturally use the Patronus Charm, and has also conducted in-depth research on the creatures of the Dementors, you know, the ultimate weapon of the Dementors is their kiss, which is a more terrible ending than death, once the wizard or Muggle is "kissed" by their mouth under the hood.

Their souls will be sucked out, leaving only the body of the walking dead.

Malfoy thought that this might be used against Voldemort.

After a long period of breeding, the Dementor race has grown much stronger than before, and there is no need to worry about numbers, and under the effect of the oath, all Dementors will be at Malfoy's disposal when necessary.

And most importantly, it is very likely that Voldemort did not dabble in the use of the Patronus Charm, and with very few exceptions, most people with evil hearts would not be able to use this spell.

The few exceptions are also the result of their lack of right and wrong in their minds, and they firmly believe that their actions are "just".

Voldemort obviously wouldn't be one of them, he was well aware of the crimes he had committed, but he was still unscrupulous.

In a sense, the former is more destructive, because in most cases, they usually disguise themselves as ordinary people, but when it comes to special moments, they do something enough to make people's hearts palpitate.

Regardless, the presence of Dementors is highly likely to be Malfoy's killer feature.

The only regret is that Malfoy's research hasn't made much progress.

Whether Muggles or wizards, progress is always achieved through countless failures, and Malfoy, the power of the Dementors, has experienced many times before, even voluntarily forgoing the Patronus Charm during his experiments to feel some of this emotional experience being sucked away.

But that didn't help much.

Because Malfoy knew that Voldemort's will was very strong, after his own strength and power reached its peak, he lost everything once, but still endured dormant for decades, in order to conquer life, he could give everything, Malfoy even suspected that if just a few Dementors were thrown near Voldemort, it might be the latter who felt the fear.

The only thing that can effectively kill him may be the kiss that sucks the soul.

"Have you studied Dementors?" asked Malfoy during that exchange with Slytherin.

"In our day, this creature didn't seem to be very common. Salazar responded, "I'd like to catch a few for experimentation, but every time we encounter a Dementor and I'm about to do it, Godric summons his griffon-like Patronus and destroys them outright, and he doesn't even have the slightest tolerance for such creatures." Salazar had nothing but helplessness in his tone, not hatred.

Thousands of years have passed, Gryffindor has long since become a piece of history, and there is no deep hatred between them, only different ideas, so Slytherin has no ill feelings towards him.

In principle, people who have different ideas should not be friends in the first place.

Malfoy, who didn't get the answer he wanted, had to choose to experiment on his own.

Although he now has two house-elves under his command, they are both intelligent creatures, and although Malfoy can't treat them as normal people, he can't treat them as pure experimental supplies.

"It's time to prepare for the future. A brilliant idea popped into Malfoy's head.

"Do you want to visit your hometown?" Malfoy said, touching his chin, to the pile of Dementors in front of him, not caring if they understood or not.

Quidditch World Cup

Malfoy spent some more time in Black's ancestral home before returning to Malfoy Manor.

Narcissa's letters were brought by the owl like snowflakes, each letter was filled with urgency to return home, and his experiments and potions were coming to an end, and the unseen Dementors had their own destination.

It's just time to go home.

After explaining some things that Kreacher needed to pay attention to, there was only one house-elf left alone in the house.

The rest of the days at Malfoy Manor were also uneventful, and the daily activities were those, experiments with magic, digesting the lessons that Slytherin had taught him, or daily exercises.

Malfoy has enough knowledge to accumulate, and what is needed now is to export to the outside world, which is the best way to master skills more thoroughly and deeply, and it will be more impressive.

It's not something to be proud of just making yourself an encyclopedia.

In this way, time flew by until the day of the start of the Quidditch World Cup approached.

"Baby, your dad got some of the best tickets for the Quidditch World Cup, and it's a special private room. At dinner one day, Narcissa said to Malfoy with a mysterious expression.

"Really? That was a surprise. Malfoy feigned joy and said with an excited expression that it was to satisfy Narcissa's doting children, who she wanted to see happy with her actions.

"If Fudge hadn't stepped down, maybe we'd be in a better position. Lucius wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief embroidered with silver threads, and pretended to regret, but in fact said ostentatiously: "His ears are much softer than Crouch's." But he added, "But it's much more pleasant to deal with Crouch than Fudge, and that fool is greedy and stupid and doesn't know it." I don't know how Fudge would feel if he knew that his former partner was saying this about him.

The current former Minister of Magic should be spending the rest of his life as a rich man.

It should be the best ending for him, and for wizarding society.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go first. Lucius inadvertently glanced at the delicate old quartz clock in action, the second hand on which was rattling, and then said in a low voice: "That key keeper's animal has hurt people again, and several prisoners seem to be disabled, and I still have to deal with them, and I don't know whether to leave them to fend for themselves or send them to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic, it's a real headache." ”

Then Narcissa threw a worried look at her husband, fearing that it would have some bad effect on Lucius's work.

"It's not a big problem, no one in Azkaban wants to defend their rights and interests. Lucius went on to put his family at ease, and by this time he had finished his dinner, picked up his silver snake-headed cane, and prepared to leave.

"Don't worry, she's your sister after all, I'll take care of it. Lucius stood up and walked over to Narcissa's side and whispered to reassure her.

"That's good. Narcissa seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her brows furrowed, and then she responded, and at the same time put down the knife and fork in her hand, and got up to see her husband off.

"Goodbye, Dad, I hope you can solve it perfectly. Malfoy immediately followed, and escorted Lucius to the door of the dining room.

It wasn't until she saw Lucius leave that Narcissa closed the door and turned her eyes back to her beloved son.

"Draco?" Narcissa then asked in an ambiguous tone, "I forgot to ask, how are you getting along with little Pansy?" She had a look of knowing everything on her face at the moment, and she was quite satisfied with the girl, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered to match the two of them.

The corners of Malfoy's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't know what his mother's expression would be if he told him about the aphrodisiac.

I guess I'll praise Pansy's bold enthusiasm, oh, and maybe criticize myself for not being decisive?

"It's not bad, it's just a little trouble for me once in a while. Malfoy decided not to tell the truth, and instead responded lightly.

"Looks like you're getting along pretty well. The corners of Narcissa's mouth hooked slightly, and she said happily that in her eyes, this was already a very good answer, and if she didn't have some good feelings, how could she be willing to accommodate?

"Soon the two of you will be able to see each other again, and it seems that our private room is next to theirs. She continued, looking very concerned about the matter.

"That's a coincidence, Mom. Malfoy replied absentmindedly, he wasn't in the mood to look forward to any Quidditch World Cup at this time, it was Pansy's interest.

Malfoy wouldn't want to waste his time there at all if he could.

But, too, he had to go there for a reason.

In the course of this Quidditch World Cup, he will need to deal with a gambler and a madman, which is the premise of the plan he needs to carry out next year.

Soon it was time to start.

As the Malfoy family with house-elves, they don't need to do the little things like setting up tents themselves, and before the start of the game, in less than a night's work, Dobby took care of these things, a lot of furniture, daily necessities were moved there, and everything was taken care of in an orderly manner.

On the night before the game, the Malfoys lived in a tent, although it was a tent, but it was only a tent on the outside, and the inside was a completely enlarged space, which could be called a second home, and the living room was covered with rich carpets, and even the marble fireplace in Malfoy's Manor was moved, even if the weather was not too cold these days.