in the living room.

Lucius looked Owen up and down.

The same Owen will look at him with the same scrutiny.

His mind was thinking fast.

Thinking about how he could be a prostitute in the Malfoy family.

As for Harry.

From the moment he walked into Malfoy Manor, he felt uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, no matter how luxurious and majestic the Malfoy family is, it can't compare to Hogwarts.

But Harry, who was accustomed to those precious paintings at school, was deeply disgusted by the Malfoy family.

He didn't know why.

It may be that this castle with a strong Slytherin temperament made him, a Gryffindor, instinctively resist.

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"For now, our dear Senior Tom is probably still hiding in some dark corner, and even if he returns in his prime, it will be almost impossible to defeat Dumbledore and my grandfather." Owen casually crossed his legs.

Leaning back, leaning back in a chair.

He turned his head to look at Lucius.

"On the contrary, his brutality is obvious to all."

"Wizard?"

"Muggles?"

"Pureblood?"

"Half-blood?"

"That one Voldemort doesn't care."

"The only thing he cares about is himself."

"Even if it is Mr. Lucius, a big customer like you, if there is any sign of resistance, I am afraid that the end will be a matter of green light."

"Who is the so-called 'magic is might' (Death Eater's slogan)? I don't think there will be you! Mr. Lucius! ”

Owen took a sip of black tea and continued to talk, "Plus he's obsessed with eternal life. ”

"Does Mr. Lucius want to find an eternal master for the Malfoy family?"

“...”

Hearing this, Lucius did not express any opinion.

To be honest, he really thought so, and he didn't dare to say anything like betraying Voldemort.

Especially now that he learned that Voldemort was still alive, he didn't dare even more.

He's got the Death Eater emblem tattooed on his left arm!

"So—it's better to 'for the greater good.'" Owen's gray eyes shone with seduction, like the devil tricking the lamb standing before the abyss.

"For Grindelwald, sir." He tilted the table and made a thumping sound.

It's a reminder to those around you to focus on what he's going to say next.

"For Grindelwald!"

"For the greater good!"

"Hundreds of years ago, when there was no law of secrecy, how glorious the Malfoy family was, you made deals with Muggle nobles, you made deals with Muggle kings. Trade has spread throughout Europe. ”

"You even had your own territory at one point!"

"But now?" Owen pointed around, "That's all that's left!" ”

"From 1689 to the present, just three hundred years ago, the Malfoy family has fallen to this point."

"And what about the next three hundred years?"

Owen slowly got up, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked around the familiar living room step by step, occasionally touching the Malfoy family collections on both sides.

"Oh! It may not be a few decades before these precious paintings appear at some Muggle auction house. ”

"Mr. Lucius, aren't you worried at all?"

He looked back abruptly, with a touch of sadness in his eyes.

The look in his eyes, which seemed to see the entire history of magic, gave Lucius a great shock.

He shook the terrible future that Owen had depicted.

It was also more shocking with his age.

These should never be the words of a twelve-year-old wizard!

But—admittedly, Owen was right.

The Malfoys had never wanted to expel the Muggles, they just didn't want to share power with the half-bloods and Mudbloods.

In terms of attitude towards Muggles - the Malfoys were happy to do business with them.

As for the rest, they don't care.

But that's not what Voldemort thought.

...

After waiting for a long time, Lucius didn't speak.

Owen didn't pay much attention to it.

If he said yes, he would feel strange!

It can only be said that the current little wizard has not experienced the dark ages of Voldemort, and he doesn't know how terrible and cruel the most powerful dark wizard of all time is.

"Maybe you don't know Grindelwald's relationship with Dumbledore yet. ”

Step by step, the dragon leather boots stepped on the wooden floor, making a loud sound.

Each sound seemed to step on the tip of Lucius's heart.

An invisible pressure began to envelop him.

"They are the most inseparable of all kinds, Mr. Lucius."

"Do you think Voldemort can fight against two of the best wizards at the same time?"

"Or do you want to be against Dumbledore, or Grindelwald, or both?"

He always had a sweet smile on his face.

It's just that smile, it looks so dangerous, so cruel and terrible.

"Mr. Sanchez..."Lucius, whose sideburns were covered with a fine layer of sweat, spoke.

He wanted to break his damn fears.

"Wizards are free! Mr. Lucius. Owen interrupted.

"Remember my words, wizards are free."

Owen was wearing a small black trench coat with a lazy bow tie with an inappropriate button.

The white shirt with cuffs is exposed.

Cross your hands and clench your wand in your hands.

His eyes stared at Lucius with a smirk.

"Do you think Voldemort will mourn for you?"

...

"Look at me!"

Owen suddenly let out a roar, and the trench coat on his body fluttered suddenly.

Lucius, even Harry, was scared.

Their bodies trembled.

The invisible pressure is suffocating.

"Do you feel—tome-ree-de-er—will-mourn for you?"

He looked Lucius in the eye, "Don't hide behind your mother like a coward, Mr. Lucius. ”

"Don't forget, you're a wizard!"

"Raising our wands, we are only breaking the shackles, but embracing the whole world!"

He stretched out his arms and stood tall.

It is also like Grindelwald taking the oath in front of many followers in front of the Père Lachaise cemetery in Paris more than 60 years ago.

“Make Wizard Great Again！！！”

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Quiet –

As Owen's speech ended.

His audience seemed to be choked, unable to speak for a long time.

Lucius's eyes at Owen changed several times in a short period of time.

From arrogance at the beginning, to envy, to fear.

Listen up!

Listen to what he has to say.

It's exactly like Voldemort who tricked them into joining the Death Eaters.

No—maybe Voldemort wasn't as good as him.

The Dark Lord doesn't mean words.

More often than not, he will threaten with force!

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In Lucius's eyes, in front of him, two phantoms seemed to rise behind the young figure.

One is Grindelwald.

The other is Voldemort.

And he was standing in the middle of two phantoms.

It's still the third generation of the Dark Lord who is growing!