Chapter 769 The Traitor and the Liar

Deep in the Albanian jungle, in a cold stone room in Voldemort's underground base, Rudolphs Lestrange held an empty beer bottle in his remaining hand and casually looked at the A huge TV was showing a close-up of Draco pumping his fists excitedly after scoring a goal.

It's just that the TV signal is not very good, the picture jumps up and down, flickers frequently, and occasionally snowflakes appear.

"We're too far away from the UK and we're still underground, full of noise... But Draco's performance is good, this is the first time you haven't watched Draco's game live?" Rudolphs leaned back on the chair, looking Boring.

"When I didn't watch, he played very well. In fact, as long as the Slytherin Seeker keeps entangled with Harry Potter, I believe Slytherin can win the victory just by the score." Lucius · Malfoy held a black-bottomed silver-patterned mask in his hand, and was about to say something when he suddenly looked towards the door.

Gilderoy Lockhart, wearing a small blue hat, appeared at the door and made a gesture of knocking.

Seeing Rudolphs and Lucius in the room looking at him at the same time, Gildero was slightly taken aback. Such gazes always made people feel that he should not appear at this time. He immediately showed his iconic smile, "Mr. Lestrange, I'm here to get supplies for the Muggles today."

Rudolphs lazily pointed to a few dirty pockets in the corner, and said with a sneer, "You're a smart guy, and you took the initiative to fight for the job of feeding these mudbloods. Although it's a bit trivial, it's better Safety."

Gilderoy didn't dare to refute, and said with a sneer, "Lord Lestrange, so that Lord Dolphin Rolle can do more important things."

"Did the dead Mudblood get out?" Lucius looked at Gildero coldly. This liar wasted Draco's time for a year, making Draco's second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts study a success. Jokes aside, not even that dirty werewolf did as much to Draco. If it was the first wizard war, he would be the first to deal with him.

"Master Malfoy, I have already transported them out to feed those trees..." Gildero did not dare to stay too long after answering cautiously, and quickly got the food. When he went out, he did not forget to close the door that was opened before. .

"Hmph, this liar." Lucius raised his chin.

"Never mind this crap...Parkinson and Goyle knocked the redhead flying! Potter flew too!...Slytherin caught the Snitch and Draco won." Rudolphs pointed at the TV, Large swaths of green flooded into the arena, and they cheered and threw the Slytherin Quidditch players into the air, "That little Harris girl is flying well."

"Keep your voice down!" Lucius looked a little flustered, "Master doesn't like someone mentioning Harris."

"You are too cowardly, Lucius, more cowardly than that liar..." Rudolphs shook his empty sleeves, "There are no outsiders here."

"You should be more careful..." Lucius muttered, staring fixedly at Draco who was smiling brightly on TV, and a flash of relief flashed in his heart - Draco should live like this.

"It's time for me to go." Then Lucius stood up, ready to leave.

"Go away, don't go by yourself when the curse is broken." Rudolphs lifted the wine bottle and took a sip to his mouth, then shook it again, only to find that it was already empty.

Thinking of his upcoming mission, Lucius, who had already walked to the door, turned back to Rudolphs and said, "Rudolphs, you have to cheer up, this time I'm going to find the hand of Vecna, and the vanguard reported that The ruins have collapsed, and complex excavation and spell-breaking work is required. It will take me a lot longer than expected to go there. However, if the excavation can be carried out smoothly and this magical artifact is found, I will contact you when I return. Labastan and Bella interceded with the master, trying to get the master to agree to put the hand of Vecna ​​on you... If not, even ask the master to get you a replica like Bella.

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Hearing his wife Bellatrix's nickname, Rudolphs frowned and his face became more gloomy: "Just take care of yourself. Master would have done it for me if he wanted."

Seeing Rudolphs took out another bottle of beer and slumped in the chair, as if he was not interested in anything, Lucius put his mask on his face, "Rabastan tried his best to imitate you This elder brother obviously wants to gain the attention of the master like you once did. Rudolphs, for you, he has already beaten up several wizards who secretly said bad things about you."

Rudolphs waved Lucius out impatiently, the room was silent, only the sound of Slytherins celebrating continued to be heard from the TV.

After walking out of the door, Lucius was stunned outside for a while and walked towards the surface where there was no anti-apparation circle. He felt a little sad when he thought about the unscrupulous behavior of his wife Narcissa's sister and master recently. shook his head. Sissy had said that her sister Bella inherited their parents' pure-blood fanaticism surprisingly well - even more fanatical than the Malfoy family who had been secretly connected to the Muggle royal family before the Statute of Secrecy came into force, but, Bella is also the most loyal to the family among the three sisters, at least to the Black family.

Bellatrix became a Death Eater early on, and married her good friend Rodolphus Lestrange for the continuation of pure blood rather than love - a man she didn't know much about; The friend quickly fell in love with Bella and joined the ranks of abusing other wizards, enjoying the cruel pleasure with her.

Although there were signs of this before, this woman has become more and more unscrupulous since Rodolphus broke her hand recently. It is estimated that the only man who has received Bellatrix's true love is her former master, the Ministry of Magic. At that time, Lucius was shocked by her enthusiasm for Voldemort, and Bella's tone of speech to Voldemort was always gentle, and recently it has intensified... But the sad thing is that his new master Alan talked to him about the former master state, but the love object of his wife and sister is a person who can't feel love...

When Lucius passed by the hole where the Muggles were held, he heard noises inside. He looked in through the open stone door and found that Gilderoy Lockhart, who had just received food, was taking care of a couple in the cage. Mudblood mother and daughter, I saw him reaching out his hand to put his kettle into the railing, tilting the kettle to feed the black tea with milk in it to the two or three-year-old girl whose cheeks were still chubby under such conditions. Seeing the little girl drinking water with her head up, Gildero showed his iconic white teeth when smiling at her mother: "Don't just eat bread, your daughter will spoil if she can't finish it, slow down , don't choke."

Only then did Lucius discover that the other party distributed his food to these two dirty mudbloods, and noticed the other party's notepad, he looked at Gilderoy Lockhart coldly with his arms crossed, " Liar, you have no subject to write a book, and now you can't even let these dirty Mudbloods go?"

Hearing the snorting sound behind him, Gilderoy's smile froze on his face and he turned his head stiffly, looking at the back of Lucius who had just turned and left.

Gilderoy didn't know how long Lucius Malfoy stood at the door, but there was no doubt that he must have noticed the special care he took for the mother and daughter in front of him. In an instant, his heart seemed to have fallen into icy water, and his mind was like a bucket of paste. This was a terrible moment for him. Every footstep of Lucius as he walked away was like a lead weight There was a knock in his heart.

After getting along for this period of time, Gildero has clearly seen how lowly these Muggles are to this group of Death Eaters. This is more serious and true than what he said from the newspapers and others. many. They don't see Muggles as human beings at all. If you let them know that they have goodwill and sympathy for these Muggles, they don't know what they will do to their own kind.

Gildero's heart was beating fast, he was so scared that he was nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move. His face was pale and dull for a long time before he remembered that the direction the other party left was the entrance and exit here, and no one came to trouble him to punish him It also shows that Malfoy didn't tell others about it, at least not yet.

Gildero put away the notebook that was writing a new novel, stuffed the rest of the food into the cage indiscriminately, his tongue seemed to be frozen, and his voice was muffled as if he was suffocating: "I won't be in a short time I come here often, you finish the other things first, it doesn’t matter if the bread is seen by them.”

A cold hand suddenly grasped Gildero's wrist, and the mother who was holding the child showed a pleading look and sobbed softly: "I know you are different from them, you are a good person, at least send my daughter to you!" Go out, she is still so young, she has never experienced the beauty in the world... She shouldn't die here..."

Gildero quickly used the other hand to break away the woman's hand holding his wrist. He lowered his head and his lips trembled: "Sorry, Nancy. These people know everyone here, and Even if I send you out in a corpse truck, you won't survive, they will monitor me and dump you on the killing vine, that thing is much more powerful than the devil's net..."

Gilderoy Lockhart can take limited care of these Muggles within his ability. In fact, the gratitude of the Muggles made him, who is used to being worshiped by fans, somewhat regain the feeling he had before going to prison, and even Out of pity, he took the risk a little boldly to take extra care of the Muggle mother and daughter in front of him.

But if Gildero let the Muggles go away privately, he would not dare to do it anyway. The cruelty of the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord made him terrified—although it was different from what he thought, in fact No Death Eater cares about Muggles, just like humans don't care about the number of ants under their feet. It's just Gilderoy Lockhart himself scaring himself.