Ted paused for a moment, giving the already trembling Lucius some time to digest and relax.
"Mr. Malfoy, I don't know what magic can resurrect a living soul, but I know it must be important."
"I can't prove who had this diary before, but Voldemort must know it."
After hearing Ted's words, Lucius instantly shuddered. He thought of the most dire consequences.
"Voldemort is not dead, at least not completely dead. I think you must know that. Just last year, I saw with my own eyes what he looked like without a nose."
"He is not completely dead. He will come back eventually. If he finds that the thing he relies on for rebirth has been thrown away and destroyed, what will he do?"
Lucius's pupils trembled uneasily, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were so clear under the firelight.
No one knows Voldemort's methods of punishing people better than him! He's seen it too many times!
Sometimes, it's better to just die.
"Besides, he almost killed Draco..." Ted added another stab.
A man is fearful when his life is threatened, but brave when the lives of his family are threatened.
"No matter what, we don't want him to come back. Even if he comes back, we have to defeat him and kill him completely. No one wants to do it again, not even the pure-blood family. Right?"
"Think about it, the last time he said he wanted to make pure blood great again, what was the result? More than five pure blood families were cut off, and more ancient families declined irreparably. Pure blood is just an excuse to stick together to protect interests. You should have seen through it long ago."
Lucius spoke, but his voice was hoarse: "What do you want?"
Ted waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to threaten you or scare you. I'm just analyzing the situation with you."
"Actually, we are unanimous on dealing with Voldemort. Except for those diehard loyalists in Azkaban, no one wants him to come back and harm the wizarding world. Even if you are not on our side, we still have to fight Voldemort. .”
"But we won't force you, but Voldemort will. After all, in his eyes, Death Eaters are just useful tools that can be discarded at any time. Even Draco cannot escape the fate of being a tool."
Ted mentioned Draco again, and Lucius really couldn't stand it.
He definitely didn't want his only son to hang out with a moody, cruel psychopath.
He knew only too well what Voldemort had done. He didn't want his son to follow his own path.
God knows how overjoyed he was after escaping the Ministry of Magic's trial - that terrible crazy master was dead!
But now, not only does he want to come back, he also destroys his "tool of rebirth". When the time comes, he... No! My whole family might be killed by him!
He might not kill himself directly with Avatar, but let himself complete difficult and impossible tasks, then torture and humiliate himself again and again, and finally kill himself. He would even kill his family first to make himself suffer!
This is his style and he will relieve his anger!
Lucius made a decision in his heart, and his eyes became firm and fierce. He was no longer the evasive and muddle-headed old Yinbi.
He lowered his voice: "Horcrux! This damn diary is his Horcrux!"
"Horcrux?" Ted pretended to be confused.
Lucius kept doing nothing, not even thinking about whether he should tell a 12-year-old wizard about such evil black magic, or that in his eyes, Ted might be even more terrifying than the young Voldemort.
Lucius revealed the existence of Horcruxes, and he even had a guess: "I think, Lord... Mysterious Man, Mysterious Man may have more than one Horcrux! No, with his character, he must have more than one Horcrux!"
There he muttered, "I've never heard of multiple Horcruxes", "He's a scary damn lunatic", and "I'm extremely afraid of death".
All kinds of negative emotions have made Lucius a little neurotic, and he can only relieve tension and fear through such behavior.
Voldemort's shadow was too deep in his heart. Now he was shuddering just thinking about being an enemy of Voldemort.
"Calm down, Mr. Lucius. I can understand your fear. After all, Voldemort's terror no longer needs to be emphasized. But fear cannot solve the problem. Cheer up."
"Besides, we didn't tell you what we wanted you to do..."
Lucius looked at Ted: "Then what should I do?"
"Do nothing and continue to be Lucius Malfoy. If he is not resurrected, then it would be best if nothing happened today. But if he is resurrected, you have to be his trustworthy friend again. Men."
Lucius was a little panicked: "He never trusts others! Even me!"
"Of course, of course. I don't want you to be an undercover agent. I don't need you to deliver any news, and I don't need you to fight Voldemort. I just want you to know that Voldemort is already your enemy. You threw it out of the diary. when."
"If the situation develops to the point of necessity, you will naturally make a choice, right? Today is just a matter of communicating and reaching a consensus."
"Okay, take Draco to the hospital quickly. He needs a good rest. Oh, by the way, I have a gracious request. Can you please transfer this house elf to me?"
Lucius looked at Dobby, who was lying straight on the ground: "He heard our conversation..."
Ted smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll handle it."
According to Lucius, safety comes first.
But Ted won't do that, Dobby still has his own tasks...
"Dumbledore, let's go back first." In the ward, Arthur Weasley and Aunt Molly said goodbye to Dumbledore.
Ron's condition has gotten much better. Although he is still a little thin and lethargic, he is no longer serious.
They are going back.
Dumbledore, whose pupils were dilated, came to his senses and nodded repeatedly: "Well, don't worry, Ron will not be in danger if he stays in the school..." After saying this, he felt guilty. This injury was sustained at school.
But then, he thought of the Chamber of Secrets, the diary, the Horcrux, Lucius, Voldemort, Neville, and Ted!
He had been using magic to eavesdrop and even watch the conversation between Ted and Lucius.
This made him feel heavy.
As expected, his good student Tom still had a backup plan, and it turned out to be a Horcrux, more than one Horcrux. And Ted!
If Voldemort still has Neville, the boy who survived the prophecy, to deal with it, what about Ted? What to do with this little wizard who can no longer hide his shine?
Ted let him eavesdrop on purpose. After his mentality changed, he decided to be more direct and not to be secretive with the centenarian. Go straight with him.
…
Ted returned to the ward and everyone else had left.
Ted lay down on the hospital bed, finally able to relax for a while.
At this time, Ron stuck his head out: "Ted?"
"Um."
"I, I was... sorry before."
"It's okay, Voldemort is so cunning, it's normal to be fooled. Besides, you have already atone for your sins with your own sacrifice."
After listening to Ted's words, Ron subconsciously touched his butt. Fortunately, it grew. By the way... Slytherin ate my ass! I hate him!
Ron said: "No matter how big a mistake I made before, I have already paid the debt with my butt. Right?!"
Ted nodded: "Yes, it's written off. Once it's written off, no one is allowed to mention anything that Senior Tom can't teach you again."
Ron:…
Ted looked at Ron: "By the way, Ron, your wand was sacrificed for the school. I strongly recommend that you apply for a grant from Dumbledore."
"Is that okay?" Ron suddenly became energetic! The smile on his face could no longer be concealed.
"Don't worry, I will try my best to help you fight for it. The principal will agree!"
Right, Dumbledore?
(End of chapter)
