"Alarmist!" Lucius moved his lips slightly as he approached Aven. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An uncontrollable flash of panic flashed across his face, fleeting, returning to his previous indifference.

"Really, do you think so?" said Evan, calmly, everything in his hands, "I'm just a kind piece of advice, Mr. Malfoy, time will tell, but I'm afraid it will be too late......"

This time, Lucius stopped talking, his gray eyes staring at Aven.

He still didn't understand the deeper meaning of Aven's words, why was this kid sure that Voldemort would attack Draco?

But there was one thing, he had to admit, because of that diary thing, he did offend Voldemort.

He remembered that one night eighteen years ago, Voldemort suddenly came to his family's mansion alone, met him secretly, gave him the ordinary-looking diary for safekeeping, and told him that this was the Dark Lord's highest trust in him.

The Dark Lord's highest trust, Lucius had been ecstatic about it, and it was exactly what he had dreamed of.

With this trust, he can bring the family's power to the peak and restore the glory of the Malfoy family.

But soon, that trust became worthless with Voldemort's failed escape, and the journal became a hot potato, which Lucius didn't know exactly what it was, but if it was discovered by someone from the Ministry of Magic......

He had dealt with a lot of things related to Voldemort at the time, and after much hesitation, he kept this journal anyway.

Over the next thirteen years, Lucius came to believe that Voldemort would not return!

And the study of that diary also frightened him, he had some guesses about it, but he did not dare to say the results, or even think about the evil words, that diary brought him infinite fear.

Eventually, he decided to transfer the journal and pass the trouble onto Dumbledore.

Lucius devised a plot to get rid of the trouble as he wished, and to get Dumbledore out of Hogwarts, clean up the school's mudbloods, and frame everything for the hated Weasleys.

Kill four birds with one stone, but things didn't go the way he had predicted.

It wasn't until Voldemort returned from resurrection that he realized he had made a big mistake......

He should have kept the journal forever, that was Voldemort's trust in him.

Now, he's throwing it away with his own hands.

Evan was right, with what he knew about the Dark Lord, Voldemort wouldn't have bypassed him easily.

There was still a little bit of luck in his heart, and Voldemort might see it for his loyalty......

But is that really going to be the case? Will Voldemort really forgive his mother?

Lucius was unsure and suddenly didn't want to stay here.

He decided to go back and find out what the diary was, and restore it before the Dark Lord could ask.

No matter what the cost, fix that diary......

"If you want to ask for help, you know what to do!" Evan whispered.

"Humph!" Lucius snorted.

He understood what Ai Wen meant, this kid was really bold, and he actually wanted to persuade him to defect, so he was not so stupid.

If Evan knew he was planning to repair a Horcrux, he would have told him that you were stupid.

"Inexplicably, I have no idea what you're talking about. Lucius' voice returned to normal.

"Malfoy, stay away from Aven!" Mr. Weasley said with a frown, stopping between the two.

"Ah, Arthur Weasley, what are you doing here?" Lucius reverted to his oily tone.

The look of contempt seemed to have just noticed that Mr. Weasley was here.

"I work here. Mr. Weasley said angrily.

"Surely not here, right?" Malfoy said, raising an eyebrow and glancing at the door behind Mr. Weasley, "I think you seem to be on the second floor, isn't that your job all about stealing Muggle items home and enchanting them?"

"It's not. Mr. Weasley said roughly, his hands clenched into fists.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked Lucius Malfoy.

"I don't think you need to be involved in some personal matters between myself and the minister, Potter. Malfoy said, wiping the placket of his robe.

A slight ding-zero sound could be heard distinctly, as if his pockets were full of gold.

"Honestly, just because you're Dumbledore's favorite, you can't expect the rest of us to indulge you, can you?! He said, giving Evan another deep look.

"Of course!" Fudge said, turning his back to Aven, Harry, and Mr. Weasley, "this way, Lucius. ”

They strode away, talking in whispers.

Mr. Weasley waited until they disappeared into the elevator before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aven, what did you just tell him?" asked Mr. Weasley, turning to look at them.

"Nothing, just a little trouble for him and his master, it won't necessarily work. ”

That being said, Malfoy's betrayal is only a matter of time.

Leaving Lucius with a little hope would help Voldemort and the Death Eaters disintegrate internally.

"I don't know what you want to do, but you better be careful......"

"I really understand, if they're going to talk about things together, why don't Malfoy wait outside Fudge's office?" Harry asked with a huffing look at Aven, "What is he doing down here?"

"From what I can see, he was trying to sneak into the courtroom. Mr. Weasley said, looking distraught and turning his head to see if anyone was eavesdropping, "To find out if you've been expelled, and the outcome of Aven's questioning, I'm going to leave a text message for Dumbledore when I send you back, he should know what Malfoy was muttering to Fudge again." ”

"What is the hell going on between them?"

"I guess it's gold. "For many years, Malfoy has been generous to all sorts of people in order to make friends with the powerful, and then he can ask for special accommodations to put down laws that he doesn't want to pass." Oh, Lucius Malfoy, who has a lot of wealth, he really has a lot of energy and great powers, even if the mysterious man falls, it doesn't affect him much. ”

The elevator arrived, and there was no one inside, except for a group of notes flying over Mr. Weasley's head.

He pressed the button to the main hall, the elevator door slammed shut, and he waved impatiently to chase the note.

"By the way!" Harry said slowly, as if he had thought of something, "if Fudge was associated with a Death Eater like Malfoy, how would we know they hadn't cast a Imperius curse on ......him?