I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

Lucius Malfoy didn't know.

But Lucius Malfoy hoped that others could also experience the joy of focused walking, just as he had.

Otherwise, it would be too unfair for him to be the only one to suffer several blows of the Zhuangxin Mantra.

"So what preparations did they just mention?"

"List!"

A strange light flashed in Narcissa Malfoy's eyes.

52 When I become the Dark Lord, wizards will speak for me.

The fire in the fireplace at Malfoy Manor had long since died out, leaving only wisps of gray smoke drifting in the cold air.

Lucius Malfoy was drenched in cold sweat, his silk robes soaked through, and his face was as pale as a prisoner who had just escaped from Azkaban.

His fingers were still twitching uncontrollably, a lingering effect of being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.

"Sissi, do we really have to do what he says?"

Narcissa looked at her husband: "Do you think we have a choice? He can break into Malfoy Manor without us noticing, and he can easily defeat both of us, so he can kill us."

Lucius's throat bobbed as he recalled Genichi Hanyu's cold eyes, which seemed to see right through his soul.

"He is more dangerous than the Dark Lord."

Narcissa whispered, "At least the Dark Lord still needs us, and he doesn't care whether we live or die."

Upon hearing this, Lucius completely gave up struggling.

Because he understood that his wife was right, he could sense that Genichi Hanyu truly didn't care about their lives or deaths.

If they can't do what Genichi Hanyu said, then soon Genichi Hanyu will give him not the Cruciatus Curse, but the Killing Curse!

"A wizard who is already this powerful before even graduating from Hogwarts, who will rule the wizarding world in the future?"

Lucius gave a wry smile.

He lived for decades, only to be outmaneuvered by a teenager.

In fact, if the other party hadn't refused to let him go, he would probably be dead by now.

“Lucius, you need to be careful. If we hand over the list, we Malfoys will be betraying those people.”

His expression froze.

Lucius clearly hadn't considered this.

Yes, once the list is handed over, Malfoy will become the target of everyone's criticism.

Looking at his wife, Lucius understood that she must be having some thoughts at this moment.

"There's only one thing we can do now: grasp at this last straw. If he's willing to protect us, there's still a chance."

The words weren't finished, but Lucius understood what the other person meant.

"But will he accept our loyalty?"

Lucius was aware of his family's reputation.

"It's uncertain, but it's our only hope."

"Let's prepare the list now."

Lucius quickly wrote out a list, which included most of the families from the Twenty-Eight Sacred Clans.

Lestrange, Caro, Nott, Yaxley, Rozier, Travers, Selwyn, Crabbe, Gore.

Including Malfoy, a total of ten pure-blood families from the Twenty-Eight Holy Clans participated.

"If we send out this list, then we Malfoys will truly become the target of everyone's criticism."

“We had no choice but Lucius. Think of Draco. Draco is still so young. He shouldn’t be held responsible for our mistakes.”

Besides her own and her husband's safety, Narcissa's eldest son was also a factor that prompted her to do this.

Narcissa absolutely did not want to see anything happen to her son.

Genichi Hanyu's statement was definitely not just empty talk.

If she and Lucius don't do as he says, not only will they die, but Draco will die with them.

……

"One hundred million Galleons? Even if the Malfoy family sold their entire estate, they couldn't scrape together one hundred million Galleons!"

Cassandra was incredulous when she heard Genichi Hanyu say that he had extorted 100 million Galleons from Malfoy.

Although most pure-blood families are wealthy, and the Malfoys are among the most prominent, they certainly couldn't come up with 100 million Galleons, at least not that much cash.

Considering Arthur Weasley's monthly salary of approximately 200 Galleons, this income is considered high. If it weren't for the large number of family members and their lack of thrift, the Weasley family wouldn't be so poor.

Therefore, it can be said that no single pure-blooded family could possibly come up with 100 million Galleons.

"Malfoy couldn't produce it, but it wasn't just Malfoy. I just asked Malfoy to produce the list."

Cassandra was intelligent and immediately understood that Genichi Hanyu had another purpose in doing this.

"So what is your purpose? To isolate Malfoy and then subdue him? No, it's not that simple. You must have other motives."

As his girlfriend analyzed his actions, Genichi Hanyu couldn't help but smile.

"Why can't it just be that I'm simply bored..."

He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"You're insulting my intelligence."

She glared at her boyfriend, who was treating her like an idiot, before continuing her analysis.

"Are you trying to use this opportunity to subdue those pure-blood families?"

"No, it's not just like that. You probably want to build your own power like Grindelwald and Voldemort."

Cassandra gazed at her boyfriend with an affirming expression on her face.

"You're absolutely right. This incident has taught me something: having a sword but not using it is different from not having one at all."

Originally, Genichi Hanyu didn't care whether he had influence in the magic world.

A big fist is enough.

But this incident taught Genichi Hanyu that he couldn't do everything himself every time, so he decided to get a few dogs to do chores for him.

However, starting from scratch is too troublesome, so Genichi Hanyu decided to take over Voldemort's powers.

Those pure-blood families weren't exactly loyal to Voldemort.

Once Genichi Hanyu demonstrates his immense power and holds his wand to their heads, they will naturally know what to do.

As for loyalty?

Genichi Hanyu didn't care about these things. As long as these people fulfilled his requirements, he didn't care whether they were loyal or not.

Moreover, even if you really want these guys to pledge allegiance, you can take it slowly. The most important thing is to first teach these pureblood members of the 1-ball imprinted Qi Siwu Jiujiu Ba family to be obedient.

"Looks like you really intend to become the third Dark Lord!"

With a soft sigh, Cassandra knew very well that her boyfriend was unlikely to shake off the title of the third Dark Lord.

"It's all temporary. Sooner or later, those wizards will sing my praises, Cassandra."

Looking at her confident boyfriend, Cassandra didn't say anything, she just hugged him.

Show your trust through actions.

53. One hundred million Galleons, or pay with your life.

Amicus Caro was sitting at the table enjoying his dinner when suddenly the silver cutlery on the table began to tremble violently.

"what happened?"

He suddenly stood up, and as soon as he drew his wand, a beam of red light struck his wrist.

"Crack!"

The sound of the wrist bone breaking was clearly audible.

"Ahhhh——!"

Amicus Carlo screamed and fell to his knees, looking up at his attacker.

Genichi Hanyu stood at the doorway, gently twirling his wand, a half-smile on his face.

Good evening, Mr. Carlo.

He approached slowly.

"Thank you for taking care of me before."

Crabbe's face turned deathly pale: "W-what do you want to do?!"

"It's nothing, just here to collect a debt."

Genichi Hanyu tilted his head. "One hundred million Galleons. Are you planning to pay in cash, or... pay with your life?"

Amicus Carlo's eyes widened: "Are you crazy? How could I possibly have so many—"

"Extremely painful and agonizing."

Genichi Hanyu, too lazy to listen to his nonsense, simply raised his hand.

A piercing scream echoed throughout the manor.

The same scene repeated itself over the next few hours.

Lestrange Manor: Half of the living room was burned down by a Fiendish Flame Curse, and the head of Lestrange was hung upside down from the ceiling until a magical contract was signed before he was lowered down.

Yaxley Manor: Yaxley attempted to rebel, but his leg was broken by his own armored puppet, and he ultimately handed over the key to the family vault in agony.

The Nott family: Old Nott fainted immediately, and his son was forced to kneel and beg for mercy, handing over the family's treasured ancient magical artifacts as payment.

And the mastermind behind all this, Genichi Hanyu, is currently sitting on Rozier's sofa, leisurely sipping a cup of black tea.

“You should thank me for my kindness.”

He put down his teacup and looked at Rozier, who was trembling.

"At least I didn't make you suffer so much pain that you couldn't speak, like I did with Amicus Caro."

Rozier, trembling, handed over a Gringotts ATM slip: "This...this is all we can offer."

Yuzuru glanced at it and chuckled: "Only three million? Looks like your life isn't worth much."

The wand was raised.

"Wait, I can help you get more money, and I have some news, news about the Dark Lord!"

Rozier screamed in despair, and Genichi Hanyu paused slightly in his raised hand.

"Tell me what you have to say, and if it's worth it, I might let you off the hook."

"The Dark Lord is at Hogwarts. Although I don't know exactly where, I do know that he's after the Philosopher's Stone."

To save his own life, Rozier went to great lengths, directly betraying Voldemort's information.

Yuzuru Hanyu already knew about this.

Genichi Hanyu lowered his eyes to look at Rozier kneeling on the ground, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Magic stone?"

He chuckled softly, "Voldemort really is a brainless idiot."

Rozier's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his voice trembled: "I... I know more! He has an inside man at Hogwarts. If you're willing to let me go, I'll tell you everything."

"It's Quirrell, right?"

Genichi Hanyu interrupted him.

Rozier's pupils contracted sharply: "You...how did you know?"

Without answering, Genichi Hanyu stood up and twirled his wand between his fingers. "Your information is worthless to me."

"No, wait!"

Rozier seemed to sense something and retreated in alarm.