People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Ignoring Hermione's blushing face, Bagel stood up.

"Why don't we go for a walk by the lake?"

Hermione nodded and followed.

Basil was not a person of moral purist who could not meet the son of Lucius Malfoy, whom he indirectly caused to die.

Nor was it an attempt to avoid a possible gay scene between Draco and Harry.

After all, the way Harry and Ron spend time together is gay enough.

Rather, Bagel was not operating on only two fronts just now - talking to Hermione while watching the conversation between Draco and Sirius.

In fact, it is three lines.

Narcissa Malfoy must have felt this deeply.

In the Chamber of Secrets at Malfoy Manor.

The tall breasts kept trembling with the rapid breathing.

Mrs. Malfoy, who was usually so arrogant, now had a look of helplessness in her eyes.

While running, because the shoes were lost, the exposed jade-like toes rubbed against the rough ground, leaving a charming pink color.

It all seems like yesterday.

But at that time, Lucius was by her side.

The warmth of his broad palm.

It was a sunny day with the sun rising and white peacocks singing in the hedges.

The master possessed the man and sealed the manor.

He walked backwards into the mansion.

The portraits of the Malfoy ancestors served as a reminder.

Her father-in-law Abraxas noticed something was wrong from the beginning and walked into the picture frame in front of the entrance to reminisce about the past.

She was dragged by Lucius into the secret room.

But all is in vain.

Scarlet eyes appeared in front of them.

All defensive magic was broken.

The body is out of control.

I watched helplessly as Lucius's hair was shaved and magic runes were engraved on it.

She was given Polyjuice Potion.

Being cursed not only makes one unable to speak, but also makes one lose other expressive abilities as well.

Until the afternoon of June 6st.

The curse disappeared.

Later she found out that it was Lucius who died at that time.

And today.

The same scene happened.

The only difference was that he was walking into the mansion head on.

After breaking through the defensive magics one by one, the face that appeared was no longer as white as chalk, it had no nose and its eyes were scarlet.

It was the handsome face she had only seen in the photo in her sister Bella's bedroom.

"Master~" Her voice trembled, and she didn't even dare to mention the slightest hatred.

I dare not even think about why the master would change his form and be resurrected in a younger form.

Why was Dobby not fixed in place this time, but following behind him, floating like a toy balloon, tied with a string.

"You've got the wrong person. I'm Tom Riddle." Basil said, controlling the body.

"You are the master." Mrs. Malfoy's head almost dropped to the ground, and her pear-shaped buttocks were even more attractive under the black robe.

"Do you know why Lucius died?"

Without waiting for her to answer, Basil continued, "Because of the diary. It is Voldemort's Horcrux."

Mrs. Malfoy's breathing became more rapid and her toes curled up subconsciously.

Raise your head and look out over your slender swan neck, and you can see the beautiful scenery of the mysterious area.

"Please spare Draco's life!"

Bagir squatted down and looked at it with interest, the fresh fragrance of a mature woman rushed into his nostrils.

Considering that this body was not his own, he did not take another step forward to lift her chin.

Instead, he said calmly: "What can you give?"

"Everything," said Narcissa Malfoy firmly.

The making of Horcruxes is not a very rare knowledge. It's just that Voldemort thinks it's unknown. It's in Advanced Dark Arts. But normal people won't do it. It splits the soul. Therefore, the characteristics of Horcruxes have not been classified and are difficult to identify. Lucius Malfoy didn't recognize the diary as a Horcrux. After all, there is a real afterlife in this world. The Death Hall of the Ministry of Magic has done research on this. Some families with a longer history should also know about it. For example, Regulus Black in the original book knew about Horcruxes. He sacrificed his life for it. So, Narcissa, who I wrote also from Black, also knew about it.

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Chapter 88 [Obsidian Shadow]

At this time, Basil, who heard that Draco was coming to the dormitory, released his control over Riddle's body.

Pulling Hermione out of the castle.

Riddle then went straight into conversation with Narcissa Malfoy.

"Everything? Why do I feel like this is a lie?"

Riddle, who knew the original plot, naturally would not doubt the falsehood of Narcissa Malfoy's love for her son.

If it was him who came to Malfoy Manor before.

He would not go to extreme lengths like Voldemort did and place a curse on her. He could simply use Quirrell's identity as Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to threaten Draco's life.

Not to mention, Lucius Malfoy was also in his hands.

But the reason is that, due to the master's ability to discern lies as a "Truth Appraiser", there was a hint of lies in Narcissa's words.

Because she gained a sense of security from Dumbledore's attitude of treating people like them equally.

She wasn't worried now that her son's life would be in danger, as long as Dumbledore was there.

Therefore, this 'everything' is also tainted with lies.

But it’s easy to break the sense of security.

"Draco, you are all I have left."

"This is your uncle Sirius Black."

"I'm going to take Lucius home. Are you sure you don't want to come with me, Draco?"

These three simple sentences completely shattered the heart of this woman who, although crawling on the ground, still had a glimmer of hope in her heart.

"What about you?"

As a member of a pure-blood family, she naturally knows how to occlude the brain.

His attainments are not low either.

Even the master cannot pry into the secrets of her heart without her knowledge.

And these three sentences were what she said to Draco when Dumbledore was around.

This only means one thing.

The master was able to hide it from Dumbledore and listen in on the conversation.

That took Draco's life, and -

"What do you need me to do?"

At this moment, she completely obeyed, obeyed the man in front of her.

Riddle smiled. "It's not that I need you to do anything. It's that my master needs you."

Narcissa's pupils trembled.

"You should be thankful that God has given you beauty and the status of a widow. My master likes you very much."

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"Lies, all lies!"

Hermione was wondering why Bagel, who was walking with her by the lake, suddenly seemed to have been hit in the sore spot.

We were still talking about this in the previous sentence. Little Malfoy is so pitiful.

The next sentence does not conform to normal speech logic at all, like a dream mumbling.

So she asked directly: "Bajir, what are you talking about?"

Baqir did not answer.

Having been in the [Ignite] state for a long time, his dragon nature has become stronger than his human nature.

Watching Mrs. Malfoy's surprise after learning about his lust, and the touching smile that bloomed on her cold and beautiful face.

"Drive a big truck! Drive a big truck! Drive a big truck!"

These three words poured out from the bottom of my heart continuously, accompanied by some images of the movement of spiritual chickens.

As he breathed, he could faintly feel tongues of fire moving in and out of his mouth and nose.

Just when the string of reason was about to break, the last bit of reason summoned the [Magic Wand Bar].

[Ding! Zila! Zila! Zila! The wand wood does not match. It is not obsidian. It is not a regular wand. Do you want to consume 3000 gems to materialize it? ]

"Yes."

[12 inches, obsidian, the source of negative emotions, miracle work]

[The cold obsidian is used as the handle of the staff, embedded with the source of negative emotions]

[The shadow in the heart is bound by the handle of the staff and extends]

[You will always have the absolute courage to remain calm]

[Your spell will have the power to make people collapse and fall into despair! ]

[Negative mental damage +50%]

[Reduce black magic damage by 50%]

[Transfiguration power +10%]

A finely crafted strip of obsidian appeared in Bagir's hand.

The restless desire of young bodies, the confusion of whether to go to another world, and the fatigue of learning.

In all the corners of the heart where the sun does not shine, the lurking shadows are absorbed and bound by this cold stone.

rub!

Just like a lightsaber being activated, the shadow turned into light, and the wand body appeared, a complete magic wand was born.

[Obsidian Shadow]

The 'magic' that was cold but tinged with the inextinguishable fire of courage began to flow through Bagir's body.

The eternal golden eyes were extinguished.

The deep blue eyes reappeared.