Chapter 307: Lucius's Peak Moment

Lucius immediately froze, as if there was a mirror in front of him, his eyes staring at the nothingness in front of him, and he quickly collected his appearance.

Within three breaths, a new, aristocratic Malfoy walked towards Quirrell and Draco.

"Draco, what's the matter?" Lucius stood beside Malfoy, looking at him with extremely stern eyes, "Didn't I teach you not to shout outside?" ”

"Especially for me, your-"

Draco looked up at Lucius, his eyes calm as if he were watching a mosquito flying around in front of him, ready to suck blood.

Lucius inexplicably felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, and he swallowed the word 'father' hard, and the sense of foreboding in his heart subsided slightly.

"Mr. Malfoy, little Malfoy-san is just too angry with me, please don't blame him." Quirrell tucked the crown into his sleeve and hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"I'm guessing you're Professor Quirrell." Lucius half-hung his eyelids, the strangeness of his son made him inexplicably angry.

And now, another Hogwarts employee wants to meddle in the school board's affairs.

Scold.

"We're talking about the internal affairs of the Malfoy family, which is probably not the professor's responsibility, right?"

Harry, who was hidden in the shadows, raised his eyebrows, worthy of being an aristocrat, and could say 'dogs are nosy with rats' so elegantly.

Quirrell understood what Lucius meant, if it had been before, he would have thrown a life-seeking spell on Lucius's face, but now, as if he hadn't heard it, the apology on his face even increased.

"Mr. Malfoy, whatever you may say, it is my fault in the first place. I'll explain some specific things to you, I wonder if you have time to talk to me alone? ”

"I want to go home, father." Malfoy interjected suddenly.

"Draco!" Lucius turned his head, the anger on his face was immediately extinguished after it met Draco's eyes, and his tone softened, "When I'm talking to others, please don't talk, okay?" ”

"I'm going home."

"You're a student at Hogwarts, and it's not very stable outside."

"I'm going home." Draco's tone changed suddenly, like the sound of a water-soaked sponge being grabbed suddenly.

Lucius frowned, and after a moment, he suddenly grabbed Draco's sleeve roughly, and led him aside.

"Draco, do you still have my father in your eyes?" Lucius said in a deep voice, "Do you want me to be embarrassed outside?" ”

Malfoy didn't speak, just stared at Lucius as he erupted.

"You're still looking at me like that? Draco, did you run for Slytherin prefect, or did you do something awesome? ”

"Logically, I am your father; De jure, I am the head of your house. You have to respect me for the law, understand? ”

If it weren't for the occasion, Harry would have applauded Lucius's remarks.

Look at the emotions surging inside Malfoy, like a volcano that erupts but is blocked by boulders.

The angry magma grows and rises like it almost destroys everything.

That's when the good guy Quirrell arrives.

"Mr. Malfoy, don't do this, he's still a child."

"Professor Quirrell!" Lucius rarely abandoned his gentlemanly demeanor and yelled, "He's my child!" Mine, not yours! ”

During this time, he traveled from place to place, and Lucius's cultivation had been exhausted.

Under the external and internal troubles, there are always stupid insects who can't see the future clearly.

They think they are in control of everything, but they are not aware of the current situation in which they are already lying in the grave.

Lucius even gave away some of the Malfoy's interests to make these mediocre people willing to unite, and then he said that Dumbledore would ally with him and the purebloods.

Such a complicated and cumbersome "big event" is disgusting enough, but here, the head of the Malfoy family, who presided over the great cause, was blocked by trivial things.

Lucius can't take it anymore!

"I'm going home."

"Mr. Malfoy, it's all my fault!"

In my ears, the noise continued.

Lucius's fists clenched gradually, then abruptly lowered, "Enough! ”

Draco and Quirrell looked at Lucius at the same time.

"Professor Quirrell, I said, it's a private matter between me and Draco, don't meddle with it." Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed to Draco's head and snapped:

"And you, Draco, you're coming home with me today!"

"I'm going to discipline you well until you know what respect is!"

After saying that, Lucius didn't wait for Quirrell to speak, and directly pulled Draco and left.

After a while, Harry lifted the illusion spell and said to Quirrell, who was stunned, "Professor, they're gone. ”

"Harry, have you noticed that some of Draco's classmates are not the same as before?" Quirrell furrowed his brow, his eyes full of worry, but not the slightest emotion of being squeezed by Lucius.

"He's a little bolder than he used to be, and Malfoy wouldn't dare to go up against his father like that." Harry replied truthfully, "And his expression was a little grim, as if he had changed someone." ”

Someone else?!

Quirrell was startled and quickly took out his Ravenclaw crown.

The familiar aura above was fainter again, and he pulled out his wand, and a silvery-white light quickly flowed from the tip of the wand.

The light burrowed into the crown and swam around it like a snake before returning to Quirrell's wand.

Quirrell's face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice, "It's over, I have to go to Dumbledore quickly!" ”

"Harry, I'm sorry, I can't take you to Hagrid. Can you go to Professor McGonagall or Professor Snape? They'll go with you. ”

"No, forget it, you better come with me."

Quirrell suddenly realized that Hogwarts wasn't very safe at this time.

Harry was a thorn in Voldemort's side again, and he couldn't leave Harry alone.

"I listen to you, Professor." Harry had no choice but to agree.

"Keep up with me." Quirrell immediately ran wildly, and within a few steps he had lost one of his shoes.

The stone floors of Hogwarts were cold, but Quirrell couldn't care about it at this point.

He pulled Harry by the wheel and kept running towards the headmaster's office as if the end of the world was near.

……

Malfoy Family Mansion.

Lucius appeared in his study with Draco in his apparition.

Lucius took out his wand and shouted directly, "The stick is flying!" ”

As his words fell, a three-foot-long, finger-thick black stick flew directly into Lucius' palm.

"Draco, you've disobeyed four times today! Four times! The negativity in Lucius's heart welled up, and he raised his hand to slap Draco's ass.

"Lucius." The sound of a thousand snakes neighing sounded in the study.

The candles in the study all turned green at this moment.

Draco's eyes turned vertical, and his white face was as cold as a dead corpse in the glow of green candlelight.

"You-"

Lucius felt more familiar than he did at home, and his knees reflexively knelt on the expensive carpet.

"Why are you here, my lord?"

Lucius looked up at Draco, his face unsightly.

"You don't welcome me?" Voldemort looked at Draco Malfoy's face and said with a smirk, "Is it the death of your own child that makes you unhappy, or is it my father that wronged you?" ”

Cold sweat seeped out of Lucius's body, and then his head was pressed against the wand.

At this moment, any emotions were thrown out of the sky by Lucius.

Death's hand had taken hold of his heart.

"Master, please, I am loyal, please don't kill me."

Nope

(End of chapter)