"It seems there won't be any greater gains after all."
The man in black robe sighed. Looking at the chaos that had been brought under control, I felt somewhat unwilling to accept it.
"We have to go. I noticed before that the Death Eaters who had gathered together withdrew."
His companion said in a rather serious tone.
"Have you found Harry Potter's location?"
The man in black robe hesitated for a moment and asked again.
"No, Luke Gaunt was smart. He sent Harry Potter away the first time. We don't know where they went."
His companion also shook his head regretfully. This in itself is their second purpose. Get the enemy's blood directly.
Who is Voldemort's enemy? It seems like a lot, but it's really not much. Dumbledore is definitely one. But if you want to get Dumbledore's blood, it's easier to just go to Azkaban and sit in line.
And the other one is naturally the direct murderer of Voldemort, Harry Potter. Although Voldemort has never regarded Harry as an opponent. But the enemy is sure.
"pity."
"You don't have to be so sorry. After all, Harry Potter's whereabouts are still easy to grasp. Anyway, you have a plan B, don't you?"
His companion expressed relief. However, the man in black robe did not feel any comfort. Of course he has a plan. But the situation is more complicated, and it is easy to expose one's identity.
"Have you contacted Lucius?"
The man in black robe asked again.
"He didn't show up. I don't know if he hid his identity or if he really didn't mean to join in the fun. Maybe Lucius has changed his ways."
His companion shrugged. This kind of thing cannot be forced. After all, they only stirred up trouble according to Voldemort's will. This does not mean that other Death Eaters must participate in this action according to their ideas.
Quite the opposite. The first reaction of most of these Death Eaters should be to wait and see. The group of people who are standing up today have either had a really unsatisfactory life over the past few years, or they are real diehards hiding in hiding.
No matter which one it is. None of it has anything to do with Lucius Malfoy.
"Then let's go. There must be some reason why the chaos here was suppressed so quickly. We have to investigate."
The man in black robe said as he took out his wand. His companion shook his head: "I don't think there is any need to investigate. It must have something to do with Luke Gunter. There are only a few people here who can make such a move. And among them, the ones who are willing to make such a move are Only half a child like this."
He laughed while talking: "We all understand the sense of justice of half-grown children. We have all been young."
The two chatted and laughed and disappeared from here.
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Lucius was not involved in tonight's events. When the Dark Mark hangs in the sky. He finally believed Luke's words. Regardless of whether Voldemort himself is back. The Death Eaters had indeed gained new courage to cause trouble.
It would be okay if Voldemort hadn't come back. If it really was, then what Luke had told him before might no longer be a possibility, but a reality. And given all the information he had received from Draco before. It can only be said that the possibility of Voldemort's resurgence has reached a new height at this moment.
If there was no other way to go, Lucius was willing to take another gamble with Voldemort. But now there is a new option in Luke. Of course, he didn't want to really try to please Voldemort.
You know, he knows Voldemort's temperament very well. And now he is back from the dead. Lucius didn't believe at all that Voldemort would realize his enlightenment after death. From then on he became a broad-minded hero.
On the contrary, Voldemort will only become more and more extreme and narrow-minded. Following such a boss, Lucius knew exactly what would happen to him, a lowly person. Luke will also not deal with himself clearly because he is concerned about the emotions of those who surrender to him. But Voldemort was different. There may not be a few Death Eaters who would feel sad to see their own fate. They would only want to take advantage of this good opportunity to divide the Malfoy family.
No!
He would never accept such an ending. He has brought the Malfoy family to this height and will never allow his hard work to be swallowed up by others and become someone else's nourishment.
If there was no Luke Gunter, then he would not have the right to refuse at all. Because once he refuses, Voldemort will come immediately and remove the Malfoy family.
As for joining Dumbledore? Do not make jokes. Dumbledore himself disliked his attitude towards Muggles. Although he can change. After all, the moral bottom line of the Malfoy family is still very flexible.
But what if he joins Dumbledore's side? Dumbledore didn't stand up to confront Voldemort more than ten years ago. Will Dumbledore, who is more than ten years older, stand up?
If Dumbledore doesn't stand up and contain Voldemort. Then Voldemort can do whatever he wants.
In that case, the Malfoy family had no other option but to compromise and try their best to mediate. Unless... you find an opportunity to stab Voldemort in the back, and it has to be a critical backstab, the kind that kills you with one stab.
Lucius was making various calculations in his mind. And the more he thought about it, the more he realized... that there was only one obvious path left for him.
"Luke Gunter..."
Lucius's expression was gloomy and uncertain, making his wife beside him a little nervous.
"Lucius? Is someone coming to cause trouble for us?"
Narcissa Malfoy was a little nervous. She wanted to comfort her husband. But so many years of getting along with each other made her know that her husband did not need anyone else's comfort. All he could do was support his decision from behind.
It's a pity that she can't even support her silently, whenever she encounters something. Narcissa Malfoy was always very nervous. She was always worried that her son would be in danger due to various things.
Draco Malfoy was a child who grew up pampered by his parents. But he had always been in awe of his father. Doting on him unconditionally. It's his mother.
After listening to his wife's words, Lucius Malfoy was finally freed from the tangled and dull emotions.
"No, no one will come to trouble us for the time being. On the contrary...someone will come to give us a way to survive."
Lucius looked at the tent door, as if waiting for someone to arrive.
And he was not disappointed, but just a moment later, he heard someone greeting him outside the door.
"Lord Malfoy. Can I come in and visit?"
It was the voice of a young man. The tone was full of calmness, with no other emotions. But Narcissa could see that Lucius was obviously relieved when the voice sounded. But it only took a moment for him to regain his noble and reserved look.
Although Lucius didn't speak. But Narcissa already knew what to do.
"Of course, Lord Gaunt."
As Lucius said this, Narcissa was already walking towards the door curtain.
Luke watched as the door curtain opened, revealing the figure of a beautiful woman with blond hair. The woman was tall and slender, and her skin was astonishingly white, glowing like a drowned person.
The woman smiled gently and elegantly, looked at the two people at the door without looking at them, and looked at Luke gently: "Hello, Lord Gunter. Please come in."
He didn't mean to say anything more, he just expressed his welcome and enthusiasm elegantly and calmly. And use the tone and attitude of speaking, rather than directly using words.
Luke liked the reserve. The woman in front of her is indeed a member of the Black family. The family's genes are as good as ever. There are no ugly people. Handsome men and beautiful women. Sirius's biggest drawback is that he is shorter.
The biggest shortcoming of the woman in front of her is that her hair color is not dark like the traditional Black family. But full of blond hair. Well, this really goes well with the Malfoy family.
Luke took Gemma and the two of them into the Malfoy family's tent.
Gemma looked at the gorgeous tent in front of her and felt nothing. Luke's tent looks no worse than this. Even to a large extent, Luke's tent has more connotation and heritage than the tent in front of him.
Moreover, Gemma is no longer that ignorant country girl. No matter it's the tent in front of me. Neither the serious and proud middle-aged man sitting on the chair not far away could make her feel anything.
Luke looked around, then smiled and asked, "Where's Draco? I still want to chat with him."
"He was sent back by me. It's not safe here tonight. If you want to communicate with Draco, you are always welcome to Malfoy Manor."
The expression on Lucius's face did not change. He stretched out his hand and made a 'please' gesture to the chair opposite him: "Please sit down."
Luke was not polite and sat on the chair. At this time, Gemma, like Narcissa, stood behind Luke.
"I thought you would go out to join in the fun today." Luke looked at Lucius in front of him and said proactively: "You didn't see it. When the two of us arrived, the Muggle was almost killed. Yes. I caught a few Death Eaters and took a look. Good guys. It's Greg and Goyle's. I thought I had been in our circle for a relatively short time. I don't know our special game."
"I never like bullying Muggles." Lucius looked disdainful. "Bullying those who are defenseless and have no ability to resist will not bring any fun. It will not bring any glory to the family."
What he said was a righteous and high-sounding statement. Gemma was still young after all, so she couldn't help but move the corners of her eyes. She thought about the history of the Malfoy family she had investigated and the early actions of Lucius Malfoy himself. I always felt that what the other person said had a sense of black humor.
But Narcissa is obviously much more mature. Listening to her husband's serious nonsense. She didn't react at all, and just continued to smile reservedly.
"Good. Very good."
Luke nodded with satisfaction.
"Lord Lucius is indeed a person who can still thrive in the Ministry of Magic after the Voldemort era. He is still able to achieve his current status even if he is on the wrong team. This is a capable person."
"I just hope I don't get on the wrong team again."
There was a bit of fluctuation in Lucius's tone. It was as if he had some doubts about Luke, and even more doubts about Luke's goals.
And Luke just smiled softly: "Ha, with Lord Lucius's wisdom, he must also know what my true purpose is. We need to maintain our rule. But the ruling class must constantly have new blood input. Let those People who can't help but want status to be one of us. Not for them to be on the side of our enemies."
Luke looked at Lucius, and the smile on his face had faded: "Lucius, we are nobles. Find out who our enemy is. Not mixed blood, not Muggles. Bloodline is a sign of our pride. But appropriate Concessions can give us an advantage in conflicts with the 'upstarts'."
"You have also seen the situation in the United States. Do you think that the upstarts under our chairs, who have been suppressed by us for so many years, will still be willing to stay under us now that they have sufficient power?"
Lucius couldn't tell how many emerging aristocrats were behind the movement in the United States. Because there are just too many. And in the UK. Not only do they have more upstarts underneath them. Even their overall strength is a little worse than that of the American nobles.
So, once the new rich really come forward, it will be a war. Their outcome is either another crackdown. Or be cleaned out. Lucius has always been a wise man. He knows that winning is hard to win. especially……
"You are already on the side of the new rich, aren't you? Even... you are one of the representatives of the new rich."
Lucius looked at Luke: "I was surprised at first, why you can get back a small part of the land that has been usurped by other families just by asking. But you have no intention of opening. Your company... ...It has become a trend, right? I have seen many people who originally called themselves 'new aristocrats' have reorganized their stores. You are not just an old aristocrat. You are an emerging aristocrat."
“I’m the leader, what’s wrong with me benefiting the most?”
Luke said calmly: "I don't want to cause an uproar, so I made this decision. If you support me, we are friends. If you don't stand with me, we are enemies."
"Lucius, there is no other position to choose. In this conflict, there is no middle ground for turning around."
"Only you and I live."
After hearing this, Lucius was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "I understand what you mean. Don't worry. I will do it to your satisfaction."
Luke smiled and nodded, and then said: "That's good. I always believe you are a smart person."
"Now, Mr. Lucius, go find Sirius and Mr. Weasley. The farce tonight is over. You also know what to do next."
"Is Sirius a shield for you to push out?"
Lucius watched Luke get up to leave and couldn't help but ask.
Luke stopped when he heard this, turned his head, and said to Lucius: "No, Sirius is not the shield I prepared."
Lucius couldn't help but frown when he heard this. The Malfoy family has never really stood in the position of 'king' on the surface. This time, even if it is fake, does he have to do it?
Looking at Lucius's expression, Luke felt even more amused.
"Don't get me wrong, my shield is Voldemort."
