Chapter 773： Voldemort's attention

She smiled, "Don't worry, you will be well soon, as long as you get out of that pool, you will be able to obtain the honor and power bestowed by the Dark Lord.??"

She licked her lips excitedly, her eyes flashing expectant flames, "Draco, good boy, when you come out of the pool. You will be the most important child of the Dark Lord, and you will have the highest glory. "

Bellatrix reached out his hand, trying to stroke Draco's head.

Draco took a few steps forward, letting go of the woman's hand.

He walked to the edge of the pool, looked at the tumbling liquid medicine in the pool, and said in a flat tone, "You can go now."

Bellatrix retracted her hand from the air, and she smiled softly, "Good luck!"

Then turned around and walked out of the room.

Lucius was silent for a while, and after confirming that Bellatrix had left, he took out his wand and cast a sound insulation spell.

He looked at Draco nervously and said eagerly, "Draco, there is still a chance now, you leave quickly."

Lucius looked uncomfortably, he was afraid Wormtail and Bellatrix would suddenly come in again.

"I left here, what do you do?"

Draco didn't look back, he continued to look at the magic pond in front of him, his tone calm.

A trace of struggle flashed across Lucius' face, "Draco, I don't have a future anymore. This is my own self-conceit."

"As long as I'm still useful, the Dark Lord will not take my life, you don't care about it." His voice trembled and said excitedly, "Draco, you have a future, and the Malfoy family has a future. You. You can leave here and hide with your mother."

He said in a quick tone, "You can go abroad. I still have some money in the Muggle world. These are the back roads I prepared before."

Lucius was fortunate that Malfoy's family motto made him always know that at any time, he would prepare for some retreat. As long as there is a way out, the Malfoy family has a future.

"You can avoid the limelight, you can..."

"Where is there any future?" Malfoy interrupted his father's words roughly.

He turned his head and looked at his father indifferently, "Dad, why do you think that I have a future if I leave here?"

Malfoy said coldly, "The Malfoy family has always been a steadfast pure-blood family, and we have always supported the Dark Lord. Dad, why do you naively think that I can escape all of this as long as I avoid the limelight?"

Lucius frowned, "Anyway, as long as you don't become the descendant of the Dark Lord, you still have freedom and the opportunity to choose."

"Draco," Lucius said with a hint of pleading, "Go, get out of here."

"Dad, you are old!"

Malfoy shook his head disappointedly.

"There is no freedom in this world. If you want to get something, you have to give something else."

He said sharply, "Arthur Weasley is your target. You couldn't kill him, did you."

With a trace of annoyance on Lucius's face, he said angrily, "It's none of your business."

"It may not be my business, but Ron Weasley almost killed me,"

Malfoy said bitterly, "I am the most genius wizard in the Malfoy family for decades. After entering Hogwarts, I have never slackened. I used all my strength to pursue power."

"But I am,"

He gritted his teeth and said, "I almost died at the shameful hands of that pure-blooded family. I lost to him. Just because he was lucky, he took refuge in George Soros early."

Malfoy said angrily, "He has the guidance of George Soros, so even if he is a mediocre and a trash, his strength still exceeds me."

"If I only rely on myself, I won't be able to catch up with him for the rest of my life."

There was a fierce cold glow in his eyes, "The family motto of the Malfoy family, strength is everything, there is no difference between the weak."

"So?"

Malfoy said fiercely, "Dad, do you think I can always succumb to Weasley's feet like this? Do you think I can become an ordinary person just like those lowly wizards?"

.....

In a dimly lit room.

The fireplace in the room was burning with a roaring bonfire, and the firewood in the fireplace made crackling noises from time to time, and a faint incense filled the whole room.

A tall, slender figure is sitting quietly in a luxurious carved armchair.

The man leaned back on the chair, one hand gently stroking a giant snake entrenched by the armrest.

In front of him, a magical halo, like a screen, showed all the dialogue between Draco and Lucius, bit by bit, before his eyes.

Voldemort's face was paler than a skeleton, and his big eyes were shining scarlet He was watching the father and son farce on the screen with relish.

He caressed the giant snake carelessly with his slender fingers, and said softly, "Unexpectedly, my old buddy Lucius has completely lost his ambition."

"It's a pity, I thought he was a wise man."

Voldemort shook his head and said dissatisfiedly, "I forgave him for his failures again and again, and gave him youth and strength, but he didn't make any progress."

There was a trace of disgust on Voldemort's face, "Aging is a terrible thing. The aging of the body and mind is more terrible than death. I can even smell the old rancid smell from Lucius's body as Dumbledore. "

He said contemptuously, "Mortals are mortal, even if their bodies have not decayed, their will and souls are already full of rottenness."

"Draco is a good boy."

Voldemort continued to look at the magically projected screen, and said with interest, "Maybe I should give him more expectations,"

He lowered his head and looked at the giant snake's eyes. "Nagini, you said, can Draco survive the magic pool's greatest effect?"

The giant snake swallowed its forked tongue and made a hissing and hissing sound.

"Do you think he can't do it?"

Voldemort raised his head and continued to look at the magic projection. He slowly said, "I think he is very hopeful to survive. He is indeed a cub, but because of his youth, he has infinite ambition. Once The body and soul are old, even if they possess powerful magic power, they are just lingering bodies."

Voldemort smiled, "I can see the vitality and vitality in his eyes, his eyes are full of ambition and strong unwillingness."

Voldemort paused and continued, "Since he has caught my attention, as a reward, I intend to give him a chance."