Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

A black shadow suddenly flashed in the void, and silently, the shadow slowly fell into the narrow alley illuminated by the moonlight. On the left side of the alley are low thorn bushes that grow randomly, and on the right are trimmings. The tall hedges were neat and tidy, and it looked like a secluded place.

This is a man in a black cloak.

He tucked his wand into the cloak, looked around with his scarlet eyes, closed his eyes, seemed to be lost in thought and memory, and then the man quickly chose a direction and walked over quickly.

There seemed to be a black mist around him, and with the cloak, people couldn't see his true face.

"Routine inspection, the Ministry of Magic is working, take off the cloak, thank you for your cooperation." Two wizards in black robes not far from the end of the alley found him, walked straight to the man, and asked in a businesslike tone road. ,

The Muggle Repelling Charm was cast here, and it was impossible for ordinary Muggles to wander around.

"Heh, there are still so many patrols, have Aurors flooded to this point now?"

"Of course, the standard has also dropped quite a bit."

The man under the cloak sneered, ignoring the question of the two, and suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke on the spot, as if it had never appeared before.

"Oh, Sean, what were we doing here just now?" One of the slightly taller men suddenly touched the back of his head and said in confusion.

"Who knows?" The man named Sean was also a little confused. He looked around and found nothing unusual.

"When will this damn day be a head?" He shook his head, complained, and was about to set off to return to his original patrol position.

The two Aurors had no idea that they had been locked in hell for a while.

What they just questioned was the most terrifying dark wizard of this century.

Voldemort quickly left after confusing the two Aurors.

He was walking slowly on a wide driveway now, and the tall hedge turned a corner and stretched out into the distance, and two great wrought iron gates blocked his way, but he didn't seem to see this Obstructed in general, he still walked on his own.

The black wrought iron seemed to disappear instantly when the man passed by, showing a faint sense of distortion.

"My servant, who may not be so loyal, seems to have lived a good life all these years?" Voldemort murmured, looking at everything in front of him.

A white peacock was walking gracefully on the top of a hedge not far away.

At the end of the straight driveway, a very respectable mansion loomed into the darkness, gleaming from the diamond-shaped glass of the windows on the ground floor. Somewhere in the dark garden behind the hedge, there's a fountain

The Malfoy Manor under the night is so quiet and peaceful.

"Narcissa, you have to believe that Draco will be fine, he even escaped from Dumbledore's men, didn't he?" Lucius said comfortingly at the end of the dining table in the mansion.

Narcissa at the dining table just stared at the food in front of her in a daze, as if she had no appetite at all, and looked in a trance.

"I'd rather he was caught, then maybe I'll be more at ease. Azkaban doesn't have a dementor anymore, right?" Narcissa said gloomily.

"Draco, what if something happened to him during his duel with the Aurors. Those lunatics can use any magic." Narcissa continued, her heart breaking. Her children were wandering outside and disappeared.

"Don't worry..." Lucius wanted to continue comforting, but suddenly felt a strong burning sensation in his arm, and his pale face became a little terrified.

"Lucius, my servant, am I surprised?" A chilling voice came from the front of the two of them, and a man suddenly appeared beside the chair opposite the two of them.

He took off his cloak, revealing his bare head and an unhealthy pale complexion.

"Master!" Lucius trembled and wanted to stand up from the chair, but was suppressed by an invisible force and nailed to the chair.

Narcissa also realized at this time who the man who suddenly appeared in front of their husband and wife was.

"Master, please save Draco!" pleaded Narcissa, who had now found a possible "savior."

"Your good son, seems to have betrayed me?" Voldemort said in a slow tone at this time, unaware of Narcissa's cry.

"No, no, Master, please listen to my explanation" Lucius argued vigorously.

"Then why did Dumbledore find the place where I was resurrected? Did he wander around there? He even Apparates on purpose? Maybe you want to tell me that he just wanted a place to go to the toilet?"

"My son and husband are running away for you, now they are running away, and they are suspended, why do you still suspect them?" Narcissa heard Voldemort's words, and seemed to be crazy, roaring at the man in front of her, almost forgetting her face. Right what a terrible wizard.

"Oh, interesting." Voldemort's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

His gleaming red eyes met the Luciuses.

The eyes of the Lucius couple began to fall into a trance.

"My God, Draco!" The woman's harsh and high-pitched shout made Voldemort frown, and her long, pale fingers clenched subconsciously. This was Narcissa's memory in the Hogwarts Great Hall.

After that, the woman's memory seems to be interrupted, and then she wakes up in a white set, it should be in the hospital.

"Useless information." Voldemort sneered.

"Nonsense!" The Dark Lord's chilling eyes rolled, and now he began to search for Lucius' memory. Compared with the paleness of Narcissa's memory, his memory was much richer.

"Veritaserum?" Voldemort slowly read the memory of Lucius, his pale face seemed to be covered with frost, and his supposedly perfect resurrection was planted in this insignificant potion superior?

"Da da." The man's fingers began to tap on the table, like a signature move to cancel magic.

The magic that the Lucius couple had been cast on was lifted, and they shook their heads in unison to free themselves from the groggy state.

Voldemort was lost in thought, apparently seeing a lot that he didn't know before.

"I promise that after he returns, I will give him supreme honor as a reward for his loyalty." He looked at his slender, spider-like fingers and said in a penetrating tone, as a gift for the couple. a little comfort.

"But, Draco..." Narcissa was about to say something, but was interrupted by Voldemort's sneer.

"If he can escape from Dumbledore's men, is he still afraid of those one or two little guys?" The man showed a mocking smile. !!