Calvin had no interest in mixing in the Blake's gossip and stood by silently, but the haughty blonde wizard beside Narcissa walked slowly towards him.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the new Hogwarts professor and senior security advisor to the Minister of Magic, Mr. Calvin Capet, right?" Lucius's tone didn't sound as haughty as he had been with Blake.

Calvin nodded slightly, "I don't think you're looking for the wrong person, Mr. Malfoy." ”

Lucius looked a little surprised, "So, you know me?" ”

"I have some understanding."

Lucius nodded, his expression gradually becoming arrogant again, "I just have something I want to talk to you about, can you walk with me?" ”

Calvin tilted his head to look at Lucius, who was also very interested in the helm of this pure-blood family, so he readily agreed to his invitation: "Mr. Malfoy, I think I have something to talk to you about as well. ”

The two of them went down to the ninth basement floor through the elevator of the Ministry of Magic and arrived at the Department of Mysteries, which is off the beaten track.

"I'd like to introduce myself first, I, Lucius Malfoy, I won't mention the other titles, but you must know," Lucius slammed his cane on the ground, "I'm the director of Hogwarts. ”

Calvin chuckled, "You're so humorous, there are seven directors at Hogwarts, and seven of them are as good as Dumbledore?" ”

"It doesn't matter if it's better than it, but I wonder why my son, Draco Malfoy, accepted your private instruction without my consent?" Lucius's inquiring expression was like that of a poisonous snake that chooses to devour people.

"That's why," Calvin smiled and nodded, "Draco is indeed a very good young wizard in the first year, and he asked for me to provide him with personal instruction." After passing my exam, I will teach him something outside of the textbook every week. ”

"He was gifted with healing magic, and he cured several white peacocks in his family before he even came to Hogwarts. So I was happy to provide him with private instruction. As a professor, there is nothing more enjoyable than teaching a talented and hard-working student. ”

Lucius's chin was raised even higher, "Although you are pleased with my son's compliment. However, Draco was not only a student of Hogwarts, but also the next generation of the Malfoy family. I was very selective about his education, and even at Hogwarts, there were people who cooperated with my work. ”

"He represents the future of the Malfoy family, and it is inevitable that some people will have their eyes on this identity. As a father, it is my responsibility to help him resist the distractions of the complex world outside... However, it dawned on me that Draco was starting to have his own little secrets, the little secrets that were really out of my surveillance for the first time. ”

Calvin chuckled and said, "You can't take care of Draco for the rest of your life, children always have to grow." At least he's not going to learn bad from me. ”

Lucius slammed his cane on the floor, "Let's open the skylight and say something, Capet." I understand you, I'm not without friends in France.

So after reading your book, I quickly judged that your purpose in approaching Draco was not pure. And we're all Slytherins, so you're doing this for some other purpose. What exactly do you want to do? Mr. Capet. ”

"Well," Calvin sighed, "well, I'll admit that I did have a little bit of a twist when Draco said he wanted to learn from me. But I'm not targeting him, I'm targeting the Malfoys. ”

"The Malfoys?" Lucius was a little nervous, and with what he knew about Capet, he didn't know what he would use against his family.

"Yes, the Malfoys," Calvin swooped out, grabbing Lucius' left arm.

"You, what are you doing?" Lucius was horrified.

Calvin rolled up the sleeve of Lucius' left hand, revealing a tattoo of a skull spitting out a python.

"Death Eaters, right?" Calvin said, looking at the mark.

Lucius only felt that the black mark on his left arm was constantly hot, and he endured the sharp pain and said, "I, I don't know what you mean. ”

"Don't be nervous," Calvin scrutinized the Dark Mark carefully, "I'm interested in your family, which always chooses the winner in power struggles one after another.

Even during the Wizarding War, he and several other pure-blood families chose to gamble with the mysterious man, but in the end, they did not lose their fortunes, and they kept a lot of gambling money, ready to turn the tables in the next gamble at any time. ”

"I don't understand what you mean, Mr. Capet," Lucius continued to play dumb, "everything the Malfoy family did in the Wizarding Wars was manipulated by the Death Eaters with the Imperius Curse. ”

"I don't mean anything else," Calvin tried to poke the Dark Mark with his wand, infiltrating a trace of magic into it, intending to study Voldemort's magical mark.

"Shhhh

"Does it hurt?" Calvin let go of Lucius' left arm, he had figured out what was going on with this Dark Mark mark.

I have to say that Voldemort was a genius, and he actually fused alchemy and black magic together to make this dark magic mark, and each Death Eater was an alchemical work made by Voldemort himself.

Calvin sensed Voldemort's genius and cold-bloodedness.

"It's a genius, but it's a pity to go the wrong way."

Lucius quickly tucked his left arm behind him and looked at Calvin with a look of fear, he felt the pressure the Dark Lord put on him from the young man

"Don't be so afraid, Mr. Malfoy," Calvin smiled gently, "I just wanted to tell you that a new struggle is about to begin, and you need to bet early." ”

Lucius was stunned, he had thought that Calvin was just eyeing the Malfoy family's fortune, or that he wanted to take the opportunity to join the pure-blood family. He never expected Calvin's plot to be so big, and the goal was directly aimed at the next power struggle.

"Mr. Cape, take the liberty of asking, who is your opponent?" After the last heavy defeat, Lucius is betting much more cautiously this time.

He swore that if Calvin's chosen opponent was Dumbledore, he would immediately turn away - if he could survive Calvin's hands.

"This?" Calvin rubbed his chin and finally decided not to scare the poor pure-blood, "It's Voldemort. ”

"What?" Lucius didn't understand for a moment, "You mean the Dark Lord?" Isn't he dead? ”

"Yes, it's him," Calvin picked up Lucius' left hand with his wand, revealing the Dark Mark on his arm.

"Voldemort didn't die that easily, he was a great mage on the same level as Dumbledore. You should be able to feel it. ”