In This Hogwarts Without a Savior Chapter 323

  Chapter 323 321. This is also the meaning of the master (two in one)

  The atmosphere in Malfoy's house has been bad since the day Draco was chosen as the Triwizard Tournament champion.

Except for half a month after the selection dinner, many colleagues from the Ministry of Magic came to congratulate their family, and Lucius forced a smile to receive them, but most of the time he was frowning and looking sad. .

   Including today is no exception.

   Not only Lucius, but also Draco as a contestant and his mother Narcissa, have been looking very ugly during this time.

Lucius knew from the very beginning how dangerous the Triwizard Tournament was. The reason why this game had been suspended for hundreds of years was because the danger was too high. There will be deaths of participating warriors.

   Not to mention that this Triwizard Tournament directly involves the winning or losing of a war, and the risks in it are exponentially increased.

It was also because of this that the first time he saw Draco being chosen by the Goblet of Fire that night, he would take such a risk to ask Voldemort for instructions, trying to pull Draco out of this dangerous vortex, But apparently he failed.

What Voldemort said that night was not deceiving him. Once selected by the Goblet of Fire, it is tantamount to signing a mandatory contract. The selected person must participate in the Triwizard Tournament until the end of the game. There is no second possibility .

And if being selected as a warrior to participate in the Triwizard Tournament only made Lucius worry and Draco excited, then the performance of Jon killing Bella in public would make Lucius fall into despair, and Draco Ko was in constant panic.

  That night, Draco, who had already drank a lot of butter beer at the dinner party, was so scared that he peed his pants.

  That was the first time he saw a dead person, and it was still so tragic, one was stabbed through the chest, and the other was pierced through the throat.

  Especially these two dead people were once the shadow in his heart, his aunt Bellatrix Lestrange.

Draco, who was originally selected, was full of joy in his heart. He thought that his chosen son would definitely be able to stand out after becoming a hero of Hogwarts Castle, and maybe even help his father in that gentleman's heart. The status has risen to a higher level.

But within a few minutes, he discovered that if the Triwizard Tournament was a battlefield where real knives and guns were used, then when he faced the boy named Jon Green who was the same age as him, he would basically be the same as him. Like a dish, there is no room for resistance.

   Not only Draco could see this clearly, but Lucius and Narcissa could see it more clearly than anyone else.

Especially after Lucius thoroughly inquired about all of Jon's deeds, he learned that he not only killed the Lestrange couple, but also killed Luo at the beginning of this year under the siege of a group of Death Eaters. Doves' brother Labastan.

Going forward, even what happened in Hogwarts Castle last year, the incident of sneaking into the school undercover to rescue the mudblood students can basically be concluded that Jon did it, and Lucius became even more disturbed. .

He is very clear about what kind of guy his son is, he is definitely not bad, but he is not very good at all, his performance in Hogwarts Castle can only be said to be quite satisfactory, not a top talent, Not to mention the comparison with Jon Green, who can be defined as a freak just by looking at his "resume".

  Narcisha also knows her son well. These days, she has been visibly haggard to the naked eye.

   "Have you not found out about the specific competitions yet?" She asked anxiously.

  Lucius walked back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, frowning, as if he was anxiously waiting for some news.

   "No! I can't find any clues! Those guys are unwilling to disclose any relevant information, saying that they signed a non-disclosure agreement, and there will be very serious consequences if they violate it!"

  Draco sat on the sofa, his face no longer had the arrogance and complacency of when he was just selected as a warrior, he looked at his father tremblingly.

   "Will they let me fight that monster!"

  Lucius looked at him, with some comfort in his voice.

   "You can rest assured on this point. I have checked all the events held in the Triwizard Tournament, and there has never been a precedent for warriors to directly fight a duel."

   "But as long as it is a game, there must be a fight, isn't it?" Draco looked at him eagerly, "Dad, that monster will kill me! Just like he killed Aunt Bella!"

  What he was afraid of was what everyone in the Malfoy family was also afraid of.

   Narcissa put her arms around Draco, her eyes were obviously red, and she looked at her husband.

   "Master, there is nothing to say?"

   "The master disappeared after the end of that night, and even all the subsequent preparations were handed over to Severus and Crouch. I couldn't see him at all!"

  Lucius' voice was obviously impatient, and he looked up at the wall clock from time to time, waiting for a certain time.

"Draco participated in the competition for the cause of the master." Narcissa's voice trembled slightly, "Master certainly doesn't want to see him lose the competition, but if he is allowed to participate in the competition without protection like this, even The chances of surviving are very small.”

"I don't know exactly what arrangements the master has made, and I don't even know what the significance of his proposal to hold the Triwizard Tournament is." Lucius finally stopped his restless footsteps, "But the master definitely doesn't want to lose This game, but our son is not the only person he can pin his hopes on."

   Narcissa opened her mouth.

   "You mean the student who represented Beauxbaton in the competition? But Beauxbaton has only been taken over by the master for just a year. How loyal are the students there!"

"Don't forget that the student chosen by Beauxbatons is named Lestrange!" Lucius said with a gloomy face, "This is the most trusted surname of the master, even if Bella's family is dead. , but there are still people in the Lestrange family!"

  Lucius' words aroused Narcissa's memories. Anyway, Bella was her older sister, and she naturally knew something about the pure-blood family her older sister married into.

   "The participating student is called Emile? I remember him. He is the son of Rodolphus's cousin."

"Rodolphus' cousin has replaced him as the head of the Lestrange family, and his son is older and better than Draco. The treasure is on this boy!"

  Lucius had an ugly expression, not only a hostile warrior like Jon, but also the warriors in his camp had already investigated clearly.

   "Rodolphs' cousin and I made an appointment today and said that they are going to bring his son to visit in the afternoon."

  Nacissa showed astonishment on her face.

   "What are they doing to us?"

   "It's impossible to visit relatives and friends. After Bella's death, our family has no half-nat relationship with theirs. I think there is a high probability that we will talk about something about the Triwizard Tournament in a month."

   At this moment, a house-elf wearing a rag suddenly appeared in front of the Malfoy family.

   "Lord, master, there are two guests outside who claim to be Mr. Lestrange."

  Lucius' originally gloomy face became cloudy and uncertain. Narcissa and Draco looked at him. At this time, Lucius has absolute decision-making power at home.

   "Prepare to receive guests, Narcissa, no matter what purpose they come with, we will wait until we meet."

   As he spoke, he walked towards the door. The house elf consciously opened the door of the living room for him, and the iron gate at the fence of the manor also opened by itself, leaving a passage for the visiting guests.

   At this time, Lucius also saw the two Mr. Lestrange.

They were one big and one small, and he had already met the young one on the night of the warrior selection, and his name was Emile Lestrange, and the middle-aged wizard who was the same age as him was in Rodolfo Brandon Lestrange, who inherited the entire family business of the Lestrange family, after the death of all the Si family.

After investigating the information about him, Lucius has always felt that this is just a lucky guy. Compared with his dead cousin's family, this man named Brandon has no advantages, even if he joined early Except for the Death Eaters, they always belong to the category without bright spots.

   As a result, he was lucky enough to inherit all the Lestrange family business and became the head of the Lestrange family. Lucius didn't know how to describe him other than luck.

Of course, even though he had already made a conclusion for this man in his heart, on the surface Lucius still had to maintain the most basic cultivation among pure blood. A warm smile.

   "Aha, Brandon, what a pleasant surprise. I started looking forward to it when I received your invitation letter. Our whole family is waiting for your arrival."

This is actually not the first time Lucius has met Brandon. They met once at the funeral of the Lestrange couple two months ago. Brandon, who is the head of the Qi family, presided over it himself.

  Narcisa is also a noble lady from a professional pure-blooded family, and she is a veteran in facial expression management. She accompanied Lucius to welcome guests at the door, and she couldn't see the ugly expression on her face at all.

   "Why didn't Mrs. Lestrange come?" she asked with a smile.

  Blanton first shook hands with Lucius, and answered Narcissa's words with a pleasant mouth.

   "She has been feeling a little unwell recently. She originally planned to come with me, but the doctor advised her to stay at home to recuperate."

   "Oh, that's a shame, I'll write to see her."

Compared with the smooth communication between adults, Draco obviously couldn't manage his expressions freely, and he could still see the obvious paleness on his face. Standing beside Narcissa, he looked at The Beauxbaton warrior who was half a head taller than him.

  Emil is three years older than Draco. He has been a seventh-grade student since the beginning of school, and he is less than a year away from becoming an adult.

  His face was stern, and he seemed to be a serious person. He noticed Draco's gaze, and after only looking at each other, he turned away and put it on Lucius.

  Draco's breathing paused slightly, and he felt contempt.

  Although the other party's performance was not obvious, Draco could tell at a glance that he didn't take him seriously, because he usually had the same attitude when he treated those mixed-races in school.

   This made Draco feel angry and humiliated, but he didn't make a sound, and he still knew the most basic attention occasions.

   Welcoming Lestrange and his son into the living room, the old-fashioned Lucius could see the discord between his son and Emil at a glance. He turned his eyes to the tall, thin boy with an indifferent face.

   "Emile, I can call you that. The Lestrange family is full of talents. I heard that you got an O in 11 subjects in the Wizarding Level Examination."

   Emile nodded, and said in a calm voice.

   "I don't think it's an honor worth mentioning."

  The anger in Draco's eyes became stronger, he could see that this person not only looked down on him, but also looked down on his father!

  Lucius' face darkened slightly, but he still smiled and said.

   "Of course, with your great talent, there will naturally be more honors worth mentioning in the future."

   In an unobtrusive place, Brandon lightly touched some of his son's arms, and Emil's expression slowed down somewhat reluctantly, and he said with a slightly relaxed attitude.

   "It still needs more teaching from elders like Mr. Malfoy."

   "Haha, considering the relationship between our two families, such a name is too outlandish, just call me uncle."

  Lucius patted him on the shoulder, as if he didn't care about his disrespect just now, and the living room was full of happy scenes between the guests and the host.

  After they sat down, Dobby the house elf served tea and desserts. After some long chats and greetings, Brandon finally got to the main topic of today's visit.

"About the Triwizard Tournament, both Emil and Draco are contestants fighting for their master, and no matter who wins, it will represent our victory, so I am here to visit you this time. Discuss something about the next game."

  He looked at Lucius with a smile.

   "After all, no matter what, the cooperation and coordination of two people is definitely much better than fighting alone."

  Lucius didn't show much surprise on his face, he guessed Brandon's intention from the very beginning.

   "Hmm so what do you think?"

   Brandon glanced at his son, then said flatly.

   "I want...to help him win the championship with Emil as the main player and Draco as the assistant."

  The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became quiet, but this silence only lasted for a few seconds, and he spoke again.

   "Of course, this is also the meaning of the master."

  (end of this chapter)

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