The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 226 The real terror is coming [5k]

Professor Snape looked very bad, he stared at Malfoy condescendingly.

Draco Malfoy bit the bullet and said his plan.

He's looking for Professor Lupine.

"Oh, if that's the case."

Malfoy thought that Professor Snape would be angry at his request.

But something happened that he didn't expect.

Professor Snape was not angry, he even agreed to Malfoy to go with him.

Everyone knows that Professor Snape dislikes Professor Lupine very much.

Malfoy saw an odd, elusive look on Professor Snape's face.

"Okay, come with me, Draco."

After he finished speaking, he motioned for Draco Malfoy to follow him to the school hospital.

Seeing Professor Lupine lying on the bed, Malfoy's heart suddenly relaxed.

Professor Lupine's haggardness and weakness were visible to the naked eye, and he did look ill.

Right now, it's not a full moon period for werewolves.

Professor Lupine, it's true, is just sick.

Professor Snape came over and forced the potion into "Lupine"'s mouth.

Soon, Duvi Jones felt his improvement.

At least he can see it.

The burning pain of the soul suffered a little rest.

"Thank you so much, Severus."

Du Wei said weakly

Severus Snape said indifferently: "You're welcome, Lupine, I would actually rather see you dead."

"I'll take it as you are blessing me, Severus, although you don't have a good face when you comfort people.

You have been like this since you were a child. "

Du Wei was tit for tat.

Snape gave a menacing expression.

Dumbledore was on the side, pretending he didn't see anything.

Looking at Professor Lupine like this, Malfoy had mixed feelings.

Du Wei also saw Malfoy, and he stretched out his hand to signal Malfoy to come over.

"What's the matter, Mr. Malfoy? Do you have any questions for me?"

He asked, Du Wei thought it was because he hadn't gone to tutor Malfoy for a long time, and Malfoy wanted to come to him.

Unexpectedly, Malfoy shook his head and said, "It's nothing, Professor, there are just some minor problems."

Malfoy suddenly felt a little embarrassed for his recklessness.

He shouldn't have doubted Professor Lupine!

Malfoy was still talking, when he saw Snape saying, "Since there is nothing..."

He grabbed Draco Malfoy, forcibly twisted his shoulders and said, "Then go to rest, Malfoy, I will take you to rest myself."

He glanced at Lu Ping meaningfully and said, "Don't disturb us who are sick. Professor Lu Ping's rest time, his healthy time, is running out."

He thought he would bring Malfoy over so he could see Lupine's jokes.

Now that the mission is complete, he should be able to go back.

But he had no idea that Malfoy, seeing Professor Lupine like this, not only didn't feel disappointed, but was relieved instead.

Professor Lupine is not a werewolf.

Thinking of this, Mr. Malfoy's mood inexplicably improved. In any case, as long as Professor Lupine is not a werewolf, then the next thing will be much better.

Malfoy didn't particularly care about the wizard's illness.

There is still time, there is still a while.

Malfoy thought, after a while, he should be able to deal with the werewolf matter with the help of Professor Lupine.

……

Watching Malfoy and Snape leave, Duvi Jones said softly: "Okay, Professor, we can continue chatting.

Speaking of where, oh, yes, talking about Horcruxes.

So, Professor, you did find a way to find another Horcrux with the Ravenclaw Diadem?
Are you going to use this to go find Voldemort again? "

He asked, and Dumbledore said: "Yes, that's right, I did find some methods. The fragments of the soul will attract each other. I knew this a long time ago, so I am studying this matter. matter.

Today, I found out in the principal's office that there is another Horcrux in the school.

I thought it was Harry.

But then, I found out, it wasn't Harry.

Harry's gravity is obviously weaker than yours.

If I hadn't known you were a Horcrux, then I would have thought that Voldemort had appeared at Hogwarts.

This time, the attraction between the Horcruxes was really too great. "

Dumbledore and Du Wei made a joke, but Dumbledore never thought of it.

He may have stated a fact.

At a certain moment, Voldemort of a certain time period really appeared in Hogwarts.

Harry is a Horcrux.

Du Wei has three.

One is him.

He didn't separate the fragments of Voldemort's soul in his soul.

The soul division technique is not that easy to use, and the pain imposed on the soul is unbearable even for a monster like Duwei Jones.

He was also a weak Horcrux of Voldemort.

On his body, there is also a Slytherin pendant.

right on his neck.

Three Horcruxes, three to one, bigger than Harry Potter, Dumbledore was attracted, understandable.

Dumbledore made a joke.

"It's a good thing the house elves didn't know that you ruined your bedroom like this. Otherwise, I think the house elves might have repaired your bedroom overnight."

Dumbledore said, Du Wei grabbed out the Slytherin hanging box.

"Here, the Slytherin box."

Dewey said.

Dumbledore reached out and picked up the box.

"Look at the way it looks. It's just the way Tom likes it."

whispered Dumbledore, looking at the Slytherin box and asking, "Where did you find it, Mr Jones?"

"In the living room of the Black family, it was placed in the living room, and no one cared about it.

Dumbledore, like Regulus, is unknown.

Voldemort's mother, Gaunt, had no choice but to pawn some of her most precious things when she was kicked out of the house.

Among them was this thing, the Slytherin box.

She pawned the box and only had ten Galleons.

At the Borginbock Magic Shop, Prof. "

Du Wei laughed.

Dumbledore looked at him with blue eyes, not understanding what was so funny about it.

"Is there any joke in these words that I don't know?"

Dumbledore asked humbly.

"No, no, of course not, Professor.

It's just that, professor, I can't ask for it, professor.

Can't ask for it. "

Du Wei said with a smile: "To live, to grow old, to be sick, to die, to get what you ask for, to be entangled with resentment and hatred, to divide one's love.

Professor, I can't ask for it, Professor, Mrs. Gunter can't let go of the so-called love, and you, professor, what can't you let go of?
Squib sister?
Sent to prison by your own hands, a lover who will never appear again?

Or, professor, what are you after?Bring back the dead sister?Or bring back the dead father?
We are all stupid people.

We are all idiots. "

Dumbledore's blue eyes darkened when he heard the flowers.

"You know a lot, Mr. Jones."

"Of course, I know these secrets as much as you know mine."

Du Wei laughed so hard that he coughed, looking like he was laughing at himself.

"To live, to grow old, to sicken, to die.

Asking for nothing, resentment and hatred, dividing love. "

Dumbledore suddenly laughed too.

"Yes, Mr. Jones, we are all fools, we are not gods, no one is a god, but these things are the living proof of us, aren't they?"

Dumbledore said calmly.

They talked about Regulus again, but when it came to this point, they got a little off topic.

"I was going to come and take a look," Dumbledore said, taking the locket box and returning it to Duvi Jones, "see if you're at school."

"Hmm, now that you have the answer, what are you going to do, Professor?"

Du Wei also said.

"Me? I don't know anything."

Dumbledore stood up, and Du Wei pushed Slytherin's pendant box out, motioning for Dumbledore to hold it.

"I want this thing is useless, Dumbledore, take it, I have my own things to do, I think, I already have a Horcrux."

He said.

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore put away the box and stuffed it into his robe.

"Your class was very good, Professor Lupine.

I'm glad I'm not dazed, please come and teach the kids Defense Against the Dark Arts.

You'll be one of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers we've had at Hogwarts over the years. "

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he gave Du Wei a last smile and walked out of the school hospital.

"Good night, Professor Lupine."

Du Wei faced his back, and as Dumbledore closed the door, darkness fell again, covering Du Wei Jones in darkness.

The light stripped away from his face bit by bit.

What he just told Dumbledore was the Eight Sufferings of Buddhism.

Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, meeting hatred and hatred is suffering, separation from love is suffering, not getting what one wants is suffering, and the five aggregates of grasping are suffering.

After Dumbledore left, Du Wei disappeared into the darkness. In the darkness, Du Wei Jones's flat repeating voice sounded like a recording.

"Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, sickness is suffering, death is suffering, meeting hatred and hatred is suffering, separation from love is suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates of grasping are suffering."

"Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, sickness is suffering, death is suffering, meeting hatred and hatred is suffering, separation from love is suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates of grasping are suffering."

"Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, sickness is suffering, death is suffering, meeting hatred and hatred is suffering, separation from love is suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates of grasping are suffering."

……

Like a spell, Du Wei's voice echoed throughout the Hogwarts hospital. Even Dumbledore, who was walking in the corridor outside, heard the overlapping voices behind him, from the closed door. Squeezed out and got into his ear.

Dumbledore thought of the scene when he watched the Mirror of Erised again. The reason why he was so sure that Tom Riddle would never find the Philosopher’s Stone hidden in the Mirror of Erised was because the Philosopher’s Stone was hidden in the Mirror of Erised. In Reese's mirror, he couldn't find the Philosopher's Stone either.

From when he knew the Mirror of Erised to when he saw the Mirror of Erised last time.

The scenes he saw were constantly changing.

The only thing that remains the same may be the figure standing next to the Mirror of Erised.

A thin, quiet, timid little girl.

A little girl he knew but didn't dare to recognize.

Ariana Dumbledore.

So what is Ariana to him?
Is it the suffering of life, the suffering of death, or the parting of love, or, is it Dumbledore's later, can't you ask for it?
……

at the same time.

Malfoy Manor.

Lucius Malfoy came out of his house with some anxiety, and went to the place where he communicated with the goblin through the secret passage.

A house on the edge of the estate.

Coming out of the secret passage, the wind outside was a bit strong. Lucius Malfoy tightened his cloak and checked his wand again. Although he had worked with goblins for hundreds of years-here is Malfoy family, but he was still worried about these goblins.

"Never trust a goblin."

This is what Lucius' father told Lucius, and Lucius Malfoy intends to tell Draco this creed another day.

However, up to now, he has no other way.

He had escaped by feigning death and could not appear in front of others, so the sale of his family's property could only be done by goblins—except for the real property under his feet, the Malfoy Manor was the glory of their Malfoy family and could not be sold.

Even if he turned into a werewolf, he would not dare to sell the glory of the Malfoy family under the double threat of Duvi Jones and Voldemort!

This is the bottom line and principle.

With this manor, the Malfoy family will be permanent nobles. This is their noble fief and their foundation.

With this foundation, even if the Dark Lord makes a comeback, he can take Draco abroad to temporarily avoid risks.

They'll come back when the Dark Lord wins or loses.

Isn't that what their ancestors and Lucius Malfoy did?
So what he sold was some of the rest of the resources.

The rest of the assets are sold relatively quickly.

About seven-tenths, after selling it, what is left is some things that are not easy to sell.

Some of them were left to him by the Dark Lord last time.

Those things, he had been selling them earlier.

I don't know how much is left now.

As for running away.

Mr. Lucius Malfoy has already arranged his way and plans to go to France or Germany.

These two countries have his industry.

Running away is easy.

He even prepared for Draco Malfoy to suspend his studies, go abroad, and return to study after the war.

Narcissa proposed to transfer Malfoy's student status to Durmstrang, and Lucius said he would consider it.

Everything is planned.

Today, the goblin who was in charge of selling his property wanted to contact him.

He had to run out to meet him.

Glancing at the pitch-black sky, Malfoy felt a little uneasy for some reason.

When he came to the house, he saw the goblin with his back turned to him.

Lucius straightened his clothes.

"What's the matter with me?"

Lucius asked.

The goblin didn't speak, he was trembling.

Lucius felt very strange, he seemed to have no sense of danger at all.

"what happened?"

He looked like he was going to ask the goblin and walked forward, but in fact, he subconsciously put his hand inside his cloak, ready to pick up his wand to fight back.

The prolonged noble duel made him aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

He put several spells on himself and pretended to be near the goblin.

The goblin still didn't speak until he came to his side, and he trembled even more when he heard the sound of Lucius Malfoy's approaching footsteps.

Lucius approached the goblin, and suddenly, just as he got to the side of the goblin, he made a smooth turn and aimed his wand at the door.

"Come out, whoever is there, come out!"

Lucius said that although Lucius became a werewolf wizard, he still looked like the proud patriarch of the Lucius family when no one was around.

There is a kind of etiquette that I have learned since I was a child, which makes me different from mud legs.

He believed that there was someone somewhere, and it seemed that a wizard knew the secret that he was still alive.

Who is that wizard?

Knowing this secret, what is he going to do?
Just as Lucius Malfoy was thinking about it, in the darkness, someone was applauding, as if watching a good show.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Hearing those three words, Lucius Malfoy's originally confident and haughty face suddenly changed.

His hands trembled, and he couldn't even hold his wand firmly. He was as embarrassed as the goblin behind him.

A footstep sounded from the darkness, followed by several footsteps followed the man and walked in through the door.

The light shone on the leader.

A person who made him dare not forget.

appeared in front of him.

A wizard in a black robe with a pale complexion and hands outstretched came out of the darkness.

Staring at Lucius Malfoy with a playful look.

His eyes were emitting an evil red light. In his hand was Lucius' familiar wand. Behind him was a Death Eater wearing a Death Eater costume and a mask.

In front of a certain Death Eater, Narcissa Malfoy, the hostess of Malfoy Manor, was also held hostage.

A desperate Narcissa Malfoy.

The Death Eater put his wand on Narcissa's neck, and it seemed that he could penetrate Narcissa's neck at any time with just his master's order.

"Lord, Lord."

Lucius dropped the wand in his hand with a dead face, and knelt down in front of Voldemort who suddenly appeared.

In front of the Dark Lord, he couldn't even bring up the thought of resisting.

Even his own wife was held hostage by them.

Voldemort said in a smooth tone: "No, no, no, Lucius, you never considered me your master."

Voldemort stepped forward and lifted Lucius Malfoy's jaw with his wand, forcing him to look up at him.

Voldemort bent slightly and said, "So, are you surprised to see me, Lucius Malfoy?
You thought I was dead and you were free, didn't you?I heard that after I left, you told everyone that I cast the Imperius Curse on you, didn't you? "

"No, no, my master, I just want to protect myself. I can swear that I will be loyal to you."

Winter is approaching, and there is no fireplace in the house, but Lucius Malfoy's face is covered with sweat. He wanted to muster up the courage to ask Voldemort to let Narcissa go, but the moment he saw Voldemort's eyes, he kept silent , he wanted to explain something in a panic, but Voldemort didn't listen to his explanation!
"It's too late, Lucius, everything you said is too late."

After speaking, Voldemort suddenly raised his wand!
"Avada eats a big melon!"

Just like that, a green light flashed!

As soon as Voldemort met, he cast a death curse!

His death curse is not the same as Duwei Jones.

His death curse can really kill people!
(End of this chapter)