Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 199 The Dark Lord

"Draco Malfoy. Finally."

The high-pitched breath sounded hissing, and there was a chill that went through the bones.

A ferocious giant snake slid out from the feet of the tall and thin man in the robe.

So, is this him?

The chilling fear oppressed his slightly disbelieving heart.

All he could do was let his instinct take him, lowering his head and speaking tremblingly.

"The Dark Lord."

"Very good. Like your father, very polite."

"Let's give it a try."

The Dark Lord spoke slowly, dragging out each word.

It seems like you need to take a deep breath between each character.

I couldn't help but think to myself, if it was Pansy...

No. If it was that cousin, he might still be unable to resist gossiping in this situation.

He'd probably say something like 'maybe it's harder for the Dark Lord to breathe without a nose' or something.

Thinking of this, my mood seemed to ease a little.

Then a little surprised.

I can actually have such thoughts at this time.

Fortunately, the Dark Lord didn't seem to know what he was thinking.

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"Raise your wand, now."

Hearing the Dark Lord's threatening and gentle urging, Draco quickly drew out his wand and raised it gently.

He glanced at the Dark Lord, trying to understand his thoughts, but his unfathomable, blood-red snake eyes were cold.

The bony knuckles flicked lightly, making a soft popping sound, and bursts of light flashed in front of him in an instant.

Draco quickly cast several barriers.

But after a few crisp sounds, the layers of barriers quickly disappeared.

Even as his thoughts raced, his gaze never shifted from the Dark Lord.

Still, he didn't let go of the possibility of seeing through the Dark Lord's next attack.

When the last barrier shattered,

He could only grit his teeth and try to turn the sharp blade that was approaching and flashing with strange light into fallen leaves.

The attempt to concentrate was somewhat successful, but not complete.

Although it successfully transformed the curse sent by the Dark Lord into leaves, they were still extremely sharp.

The leaves not only tore through her robe, but also cut off some of her hair.

Fortunately, the barrier spell I cast earlier slowed down the attack to some extent.

But what was even more fortunate was that the Dark Lord did not really intend to attack him.

"Ah! You haven't quite mastered the art of Transfiguration yet, have you?"

"But the use of Occlumency and Legilimency is pretty good."

For some reason, the Dark Lord seemed very satisfied.

"Severus, Lucius, thank you very much."

"We really need new blood."

The Dark Lord spoke slowly, then turned to himself.

"But don't rush to agree. I'm very patient and very lenient."

"After I fell in love with your father and Severus,"

“We also wait for them to join voluntarily before welcoming them with open arms.”

"Besides, you are still a student!"

"Be good and learn from the great Dumbledore."

The Dark Lord finished speaking, and there were bursts of snickers from the crowd.

Suddenly there was a bang, followed by screams one after another.

Several dark shadows fell to the ground, twisted in pain.

Then came the Dark Lord's angry roar.

"You are not qualified to laugh with the Dark Lord."

The moment his emotions were revealed, Draco finally had an opportunity.

He tried to understand the Dark Lord's mind, but the moment he spied on him, he withdrew his mind out of fear.

From the moment I first saw the Dark Lord, I had a feeling that there seemed to be a strange fog surrounding him.

Now, I can confirm my intuition to some extent.

The Dark Lord seemed to have no other human emotions except anger.

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The Dark Lord continued to speak with resentment.

All the dark figures in the audience held their breath, and even the figures struggling in pain tried hard to hold back their screams.

"Tonight, I lost a loyal servant,"

"Harry Potter also escaped death."

"But it doesn't matter. The Dark Lord is back."

"With the assistance of Lucius, we have retained a negligible but barely usable combat capability."

The Dark Lord descended the steps, the serpent following him.

As the slick, sticky scales passed by his feet, Draco felt an uncomfortable shiver at the back of his neck.

Reminded me of the basilisk from second grade.

But the thought was immediately interrupted.

The Dark Lord walked up to a familiar shadow and removed his mask.

Lucius groaned and fell to his knees.

"My loyal servant warned me that the Malfoys would be traitors."

"Because Lucius' daughter is very close to Harry Potter."

"My...my master! There is no such thing."

"I have worked hard and loyally to establish connections with the Ministry of Magic for you..."

My father said this through gritted teeth, sweat dripping from his face, as if he was enduring some pain.

This was the first time I saw my father in such a state of disgrace.

Draco thought he was trying to hide his feelings when he began to tremble.

He didn't notice that his knuckles had turned white as he gripped the wand, and there were faint teeth marks on his lower lip.

"Yes, you did a lot."

"But I'm not so easily trusted."

"Just like Severus had to pass my test."

"Your daughter responded to the call and came here, and she passed the test. That's very good."

As he said this, he helped Lucius up.

Judging from the relieved expression on his father's face, the Dark Lord had also lifted the unknown spell that had been cast on him.

"But even better, the faithful servant is gone. That makes things a lot easier."

"He completed the mission, but he obviously didn't have the strength to survive."

"The Dark Lord will not trust anyone without strength."

"Please remember this sentence."

The Dark Lord said proudly, looking around, finally seeming satisfied with the tortured figures.

The hand holding the magic wand waved, and the figure fell to the ground and rolled over.

He stood up hanging unnaturally, as if his neck was tied with a rope.

"We're all going to be very busy. Now let's go our separate ways."

"Please wait for my call, my friends."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Severus, who nodded respectfully.

The Dark Lord then smiled with satisfaction, and with the giant snake, he turned into a wisp of black smoke and flew into the sky.

The figures around him disappeared one by one, leaving only his father, Severus and himself.

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