"Lucius, you're doing a good job this time, not like those idiots who can't do a little thing. Voldemort asked loudly at a cowering figure in the stone hall, "How's that, Parkinson, when will I hear the exact news of Vicna's Eye?"

"Lord... Master... I...... I'll do my best... It will be as soon as possible..."The sweat on the forehead of the old Parkinson, who had no clue, came out layer by layer, and then he was whipped by the big-bellied Bella with a wand-turned whip and fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Lucius, the Malfoys' fame in England makes it more appropriate for you to stay in England... Continue to connect with the oppressed purebloods... As for Harry Potter... On the issue of Harry Potter... We've kept Potter alive until now..."Voldemort raised his gaze again at Lucius, "and when Potter comes of age, the magic that protects him will be nullified." So, aside from making an alliance, Lucius, the rest of your attention is all about gathering intel on Potter and the Order of the Phoenix... I'll leave this matter to you, Lucius, and don't interfere with his interactions with Harris during the holidays... Send the vanishing locker in Bock Bogin's store back to Albania... As for the matter of excavating the ruins that you were told before, I will leave it to ......."

Voldemort's calm voice paused, his thoughtful gaze sliding over the wizards in the stone hall.

Lucius Malfoy knew in his heart that Dumbledore and Alan were in Hogwarts together, and the owner did not dare to enter easily, and now that Hogwarts has become Alan's personal property, he still has gods behind him as backers, and it is really unsafe and unsafe to deal with Potter at Hogwarts. Therefore, the most critical time node is after Potter's summer vacation and before the start of school, using this time to assassinate Potter - and the Vanishing Cabinet is a backup follow-up method, which can be used to infiltrate Hogwarts when forced to do so.

"Lord Dark Lord... Let's go... I'll dig it up for you with the wolf cubs. "Fenrir Greyback is a werewolf, and he and his men are not strictly accepted by Voldemort as a Death Eater because of their special status, nor are they eligible to be branded as a Dark Devil - it's just that the recent long life in the dungeon has suffocated these guys.

"Master, I suggest, maybe Rudolphus could preside over it, you know... He used to be a good student in the history of magic at school, and he could tell what to touch and what not to touch, and I could do a good job handover with him. Lucius Malfoy hurriedly recommended his friend to take over.

Rudolphus, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly looked up at Lucius, his lips moving, and he didn't make a sound.

"Still trying to get Rudolphus a copy of Vicna's hand?Lucius?" Voldemort's red eyes narrowed as he stared at Lucius Malfoy, his gaze sharp.

Lucius was told to be in his mind, and he hung his head, his skin sallow in the light of the fire, and his voice was a little hoarse as he admitted, "Pray for mercy to my master." ”

"Master, instead of raising a waste, let's find something for him to do. Bellatrix's chin was held high, and there was contempt in her voice.

Voldemort tilted his head slightly to the side, looked at Bellatrix, paused for a moment, and the corners of his cold mouth twitched: "Our Rudolphus has to complete a small trial in order to receive rewards and tasks that are not his own... That's it, let's adjourn..."

Voldemort got up cleanly and walked towards his personal study, letting his figure disappear from the hall.

"You're too risky—" Narcissa gave Lucius a reproachful look as she passed him, her slender fingers gently grappling Lucius's wrist, and then helping Bellatrix back to her room.

Many of the Death Eaters were not in a hurry to leave the Stone Hall, and they gathered around Lucius, deliberately admiring them, trying to make good friends with the red man in front of their master, who had already done several tasks in a row since recruiting the giants.

"I really envy you, Lucius, although the master has been in a good mood these days, but you are still the first to praise it so clearly. The stout little woman, who bared her shaved shoulders and brought herself closer to Lucius complimented, a gesture that made her somewhat hunched back look even more hunched.

Beside her, a stout man echoed a crooked mouth with a strange smirk on his face, a hunchback, like the woman, with a pale doughy face and small green bean eyes—he was Amicus Carlo, and the hunchbacked woman was his sister Alecto Carlo.

The Caro family [Dragonteng] is one of the Twenty-Eight Sacred Pure-Blood families, both siblings participated in the First Wizarding War, but managed to escape Azkaban's imprisonment after the mystery man lost power, and the recent moody mystery man has terrified everyone, which makes the two siblings, who have a high opinion of themselves, have to decide to compliment the Dark Lord's current popularity.

Fenrir Greyback crossed his arms and watched without saying a word, and the sight of the Death Eaters eagerly curing Lucius and baring their teeth in disdain made some of the Death Eaters who were very afraid of him hurry up and leave the stone hall.

"Lucius, if it's inconvenient for you to follow the master's request, you can let Draco come to my house..."Old Parkinson scrambled up after making sure that the Dark Lord and Bellatrix were not in the hall, "What happened at Hogwarts that day caused a sensation among wizards around the world, and in those days the TV station repeatedly broadcast the video, and invited many so-called experts to comment, and Dumbledore's disgrace made it even more difficult for the master to figure out..."

Like most Death Eaters here, they had learned how to survive under the whips of their masters and mistresses.

"Be careful, Parkinson, or you'll be whipped..."Crabbe got up from his position, and as a vassal of Malfoy, he leaned over and whispered in Lucius's ear that he had been his boss at school, and it was difficult to guess the mysterious man's attitude towards Dumbledore's expulsion.

"Speaking of which, the Harris family is too bastard, they are pure-blood traitors who are bigger than the Weasley family, how can they care so much about those impure-blooded mudbloods, right, Lucius..."Parkinson, with his previous knowledge of Lucius, deliberately said something that he thought he would like to hear, "Those outsiders are not as united as ourselves, we British Death Eaters are the first to follow our masters, we should unite, there have been more and more foreigners here recently... We need to be careful. ”

Later, after the pleasantries, Lucius managed to get rid of the Death Eaters and return to his room, only to find that Rudolphus had been sitting on a chair in the room for a long time.

Hearing the movement at the door, Rudolphus stood up and walked straight towards Lucius, and before Lucius could speak, he raised his intact arm and punched Lucius in the face, "I told you last time, don't take such risks!"

Lucius's head was beaten to the side fiercely, and the whole person staggered back a few steps before he stabilized his figure, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from his nose, "Do you really want to do this for the rest of your life? You see, this time the master will not agree." ”

Lucius looked at the blood stains on his hands, and then smashed his fist at Rudolphus, who reached out to block Lucius's attack, and Lucius grabbed Rudolphus and punched him in the abdomen. Rudolphus only has one hand, which he can't attack when he blocks, so he can only dodge as much as he can, waiting for an opportunity to fight back. Later, Rudolphus, who was angry, simply did not dodge, but directly resisted with his body, and attacked Lucius with his intact arm. The two of them went back and forth, punched and kicked, and torn and pestered for a long time, and finally sat on the ground panting breathlessly, shoulder to shoulder, and panting.

Both of them had a color on their faces, and in comparison, Lucius was much better than Rudolphus, who had a blue nose and swollen face and blood from the corners of his mouth, after all, he had two good hands, and Rudolphus could only attack with one fist.

"I couldn't beat you before, whether it's a wand or a fist..."Lucius reached out and touched the bruise on the corner of his mouth, hissing in pain, and his eyes fell on Rudolphus's severed arm, "That's why I asked my master..."