Chapter 1277

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"You can't succeed. You don't know that the Dark Lord has terror." Lucius pondered for a long time. He didn't know what to do.

"Always try, or we will die." Fanlin said, looking at the dragon in the distance.

Freedom

This is really a rare treasure, Fanlin silently gave it a name called Dabai, but in the future, in the current environment, Dabai is doomed to be unable to survive.

In the wild, few creatures can satisfy Dabai's appetite, and there are human beings everywhere.

Maybe Professor Nutt would be interested in Dabai if he was still there when it was all over.

"I can't understand."

"I don't care. I just want to know your choice, Lucius. Now it seems that you are not in a good position." Van Lin light response way, to Lucius's hesitation. Fanlin felt disdain in his heart.

However, if you put yourself in a position where you have been in fear for decades, it is impossible to resist.

This is equivalent to a person's soul on a mark, often contact, will involuntarily feel afraid.

"I..."

Once again Lucius fell into a long thought, even Narcissa came to him without noticing.

"You What did you take away... "

"Don't you know the answer, why ask me?" Fanlin some funny response, Lucius in self deception, he is too old, has no courage to gamble.

"I want to hear from you."

"It's the Horcrux, heffpav's gold cup. Voldemort stole the cup and made it into a Horcrux and hid it in Bellatrix's hand. That's what I came to the Malfoy family for, kill Bellatrix, and take the Horcrux out of her treasure house."

"It's really a Horcrux..." Lucius said a little distracted. Narcissa's body was stunned. She knew what the concept of Horcrux was. Besides the Dark Lord

"I want to see you!" Lucius said, "a private meeting, just you and me."

"Yes!" Van Lin nodded, did not care to say, and then told his position to Malfoy.

What threat does Lucius pose to him?

Anyway, now he is himself. In this case, several of Voldemort's subordinates are not enough to see.

If you can't beat it, you can run.

Or take out a big ice sword to cut him

"All done?" Lucius said to Narcissa, taking a deep breath.

"Bella I mean, Mrs. Lestrange has gone to the islands of the Atlantic Ocean. " Said Narcissa, rubbing Lucius's shoulder gently with her hand. Her movements were so slight that she was afraid of hurting her husband.

"Well, it's hard for you, dear." Lucius said. He stood up and tidied up his appearance in an orderly way. Even his beard, which had not been treated for a long time, was swept away by the curse.

He was not in a good state of mind, but faintly, as if the once high spirited man in Dumbledore at Hogwarts had returned.

At least it looks like that.

Narcissa was only meekly helping Lucius to straighten her bow tie, but at the end of the day, Narcissa couldn't help speaking.

"Lucius Are you really going? It's dangerous... " Narcissa's bewilderment at Lucius, the Horcrux and the meeting with the boy, either of which was enough to make Narcissa flustered.

"He won't move me. I'm worth it." Lucius said, "give me your wand, Narcissa, I must..."

"Good!" Narcissa finally nodded, "well, be careful..."

Then Narcissa took out her wand and put it in Lucius' palm.

Lucius pauses, then leaves without saying a word. With a crack, Lucius' figure disappears in the middle of the hall.

The journey was destined to be long and dark, at least for Lucius. Marching in the cracks of space, endless darkness engulfed people, but in a flash, Lucius appeared around a lake.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Lucius Malfoy." Said Fanlin, half lying on the ground, and waving to Lucius, some mud splashed on Malfoy's robe.

"Where is this?"

"I don't know. Big white brought me here."

"Big white?"

"Behind you!"

With that, Lucius turned around and a white dragon was lying quietly by the lake.

This startled Lucius.

"Is this the Dragon at the bottom of Guling pavilion?"

"That's right." Fanlin squinted. "It's pathetic, isn't it? The dragon should belong to the mountains and the sky."

“……”Lucius didn't answer. In fact, he didn't know how to respond to Vaseline. Was that ironic?

"I'd like to see with my own eyes the Dark Lord's Horcrux, that is, the gold cup of khufpav."

"Well, under your feet!" When Vaseline kicked the earth, Lucius noticed the gold cup under his feet.

This makes Lucius a little bit What is this attitude?

The Horcrux of the Dark Lord, and a relic of the founder of hefpaff, do you just throw it under your feet?

"How about it? Are you going to take him back to the Dark Lord? Maybe Riedel will think about killing you alone

"Are you forcing me?" When it comes to it, Ruth's face is red.

"No, no, no, I'm just giving you a choice." Van Lin shook his head. "To tell you the truth, I won't stop you if you choose to give it to the Dark Lord."

"This..." Lucius stares at the golden cup, which is indeed a seductive condition.

Give the golden cup to the Dark Lord, and what?

Will the Dark Lord forgive him?

But in a flash, Lucius thought of the key.

Anyone in the Death Eater team can return the Horcrux, but it is absolutely impossible for him, who has lost his magic wand, to get back the gold cup of khufpav.

How can I reasonably get it?

How did they find them? Even the Dark Lord couldn't find them. The Ministry of magic has been searching for nearly half a year. The only time was when van Lin killed Bellatrix.

"You know, I can't do that." Lucius frowned, anger or fear, and all sorts of emotions are useless now, aren't they.

"What a pity." Vaseline shook his head. "But I don't think you're a smart man, Lucius, since you let Draco work for Voldemort."

"It was the Dark Lord who chose Draco!" Lucius shivered at the name of the Dark Lord.

"It's all the same, Lucius. You're not destined to end well, are you?" Fanlin said, "you are the servant of the Dark Lord, and we can be equal to the Dark Lord. Anyway, if I don't want you to leave..."

"Don't talk about meaningless threats. How do you know about Horcruxes?"

"From that diary," said Fanlin, "Dumbledore and I discovered Tom's secret at that time. Do you want to know how many Horcruxes he has?"

"How many?"

"A total of seven, Lucius, Voldemort successfully divided his soul into seven parts through countless killing. It must be admitted that Tom is still very talented, at least on the way to becoming a madman."

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