Silence – deathly silence.

There was a long silence in the living room.

Lucius was calculating the stakes, and the Malfoys really needed a backer.

But this backer can't be the lead of the destruction family.

They've already buried one before, but they don't want to bury another one.

"I didn't have a choice before...", and a sigh came from the living room for a long time.

"Now I want to be a good person."

"Good guys?"

"Then go talk to Dumbledore and see if he's willing to accept you." Suddenly, Owen's voice changed, and he mentioned the man with a mysterious face that was scared.

Oh!

It seems that my dear Mr. Lucius still hasn't figured out what he wants.

"You're trying to kill me." Lucius's face changed suddenly, and his heart was already tilted, but the Malfoy family's tradition still made him unable to really put the family on anyone.

Not even Dumbledore.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lucius, but you're still the Dark Lord's man."

"Maybe you should show some sincerity." Owen smiled mysteriously, "I heard that the boiled egg is here with you, leaving a notebook..."

"Oh~ I'm not forcing you, of course, if you don't want to... So—"

"I'll go tell Dumbledore about it."

"Or my grandfather Grindelwald, I'm sure they'll have a good talk with you."

"You, where did you know?" Lucius was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly contracted, and his face became ugly.

That's their family's biggest secret.

If you let the Ministry of Magic know that he still has something to do with the mystery man.

Then his fate will definitely be the Hirtiazkaban Lifetime Membership Card.

"You don't care about that." He waved his hand and continued, "Just say whether you give it or not!" ”

"I..." The man, who has the ability to manipulate people's hearts, suddenly choked, his two gray eyes spun and spun, and after a long time, a poisonous plan came to his heart.

He really should have handed over the notebook.

Whether it's the recent nervous movements of the Ministry of Magic, or dealing with this kid in front of you.

During the years of Voldemort's downfall, he tried to destroy the book countless times. But the dark magic covered in it was too powerful for him to do anything about it.

Lucius didn't know what it was, but that didn't prevent him from defining it as extremely dangerous.

So... At this time, it is a good move.

Especially if you can catch the Grindelwald line...

I have to say that Owen depicted the world of free wizards, and he was very excited.

In that kind of world, with the influence of the Malfoy family, he can definitely become a behemoth who controls a Muggle country!

"It's just a magical item, the Malfoys have." Lucius didn't admit that it was Voldemort's thing, only that it was a magic prop.

"Refreshing! Worthy of being rich. ”

"That's... Take another servant, and you can accept it! With that, Owen pointed to Dobby, who was hiding in the corner and peeping.

“... OK! ”

"Oh~ You're really generous! I like to be friends with generous people, if you can raise 1.8 million Galleons... I'll definitely say a few kind words in front of my grandfather—"

The little black devil, the upper lip touches the lower lip.

If you open your mouth, you dare to ask for a million Galleons.

However, when he saw that Lucius's face had dropped to freezing, he resolutely closed his voice.

Ay!

That's a lot of prostitution.

"Huh." Owen walked over briskly and stretched out his right hand, "Welcome, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, you will be one of the Saints from today onwards. ”

"Oh~ Of course, I'm also a member of GGAD!"

————

After dinner at the Malfoy house.

Dobby, who still belonged to Owen, took him and Harry back to the Dursley home at 4 Privet Road.

As for what he promised to let the Malfoy family join the saints...

Knock!

So what is the organization of saints.

It was all made up by Luna's father, Xenophilius Lovegood, in his magazine "Singing the Bad".

An avid fan of Grindelwald, Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood, fictionalized the organization to target Voldemort's Death Eaters.

Because of the influence of "Singing and Singing" in the wizarding community, many people believe that Grindelwald really established such an organization.

But in fact, the followers around his grandfather back then were all revolutionaries for the future of the wizard, and they would have given themselves such a religious name.

They weren't brainless cultists like the Death Eaters.

It's — what Owen doesn't know.

He had just left Malfoy Manor on the front foot.

On the back foot, an old woman, the age of Professor McGonagall, walked into the manor alone.

She wears a top hat with black lace trim and a dark green slim-fitting coat.

Feet on a pair of black high heels.

The whole body is full of French elegance.

Although the years have left an indelible mark on her face, those red lips are still bright.

"Hello, Mr. Lucius Malfoy."

She tilted her head and crossed her hands over her waist.

Like a black rose in full bloom, she said, "I'm Venda Rozier." ”

"Greetings, Mr. Grindelwald!"

——————

When he returned to his home, the first thing he did was to write five letters to Hannah.

Uh-huh – Today's Mission Accomplished (√)

After shoving the sleeping Shylock, with a slightly shiny mane on his chest, to Dobby, Owen went on to storm the bedroom.

Uh-huh - he's going to have a romantic summer vacation online dating with Senior Riddle...

Push open the oak door to the study.

Owen sat down in his chair as soon as he got his ass.

Spread out the notebook in your hand.

The black leather has been slightly deformed, and the pages are yellowing when opened.

It can be seen that this notebook is not a creation of magic.

It may have been bought by Tom from the Muggle press at random.

Pick up the quill on the table.

Stained with ink, Owen wrote his first sentence.

—September 2, 1950.

- Today marks the fifth anniversary of the death of the hero of the wizarding world, Mr. Albus Dumbledore.

- Since the hopes of the wizards in the duel with Grindelwald five years ago were dashed, the world has since fallen into the hands of Grindelwald and his henchmen.

- Fellow citizens of the wizarding world, living in dire straits. Looking forward to a new savior.

- But five whole years, five years have passed.

- So the heroes who dared to challenge Grindelwald's authority were defeated, and they died tragically under his wand.

- The survivors, formed an organization called the Order of the Phoenix, (in honor of the great Mr. Dumbledore) in an attempt to overthrow the Dark Lord's rule!

- My parents also died tragically at the hands of Grindelwald.

- I really want to join the Order of the Phoenix right away, and become a sharp knife to stab that executioner in the chest!

Owen's quill rustled as it landed on his notebook.

At this time, he was inspired!

Full of sassy routines.

Today, he is going to use this subversive text to depict a different future for the sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle!

(PS: As the first Horcrux, Riddle was only sixteen years old at this time, and the production time was 1941.) So the Horcrux doesn't know what history it has since then. - Uh- as if he didn't know! It's autumn! ）