Chapter 769 Traitor and Liar

( ) Deep in the Albanian jungle, in a cold stone room in Voldemort’s underground base, Rudolf Lestrange held an empty beer bottle with his remaining hand and looked at the wall hanging casually. There was a huge TV on the screen, and the TV was showing a close-up of Draco excitedly pumping his fist 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 are too far away from England and we are still underground. It is full of noise... But Draco's performance is good. Is this the first time you haven't watched Draco's game live?" Rudolfs leaned back on his chair and seemed Bored.

"When I wasn't watching, he actually performed very well. In fact, as long as Slytherin's Seeker keeps pestering Harry Potter, I believe Slytherin can win based on the score alone." Lucius Marr Fu held a black mask with silver patterns in his hand. He was about to say something when he suddenly looked towards the door.

Gilderoy Lockhart, wearing a little blue hat, appeared at the door and gestured to knock on the door.

Seeing Rudolfs and Lucius in the room looking at him at the same time, Gilderoy was slightly startled. Such looks always made people feel that he shouldn't be there at this time. He immediately showed his signature smile, "Mr. Lestrange, I'm here to get the Muggle supplies for today."

Rudolfs lazily pointed at a few dirty pockets placed in the corner and sneered: "You are a smart guy and took the initiative to fight for the job of feeding these mudbloods. Although it is a bit trivial, it is better than Safety."

Gilderoy did not dare to refute, and said with a smile: "Lord Lestrange, this way Lord Dolphin Roll can do more important things."

"Did you get the dead Mudblood out?" Lucius looked at Gilderoy coldly. This liar wasted Draco's year and made Draco's second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts study become a complete waste. A joke, not even as big as that dirty werewolf's effect on Draco. If it were the first wizard war, I would be the first to deal with him.

"Lord Malfoy, I have already transported them out early in the morning to feed those trees..." Gilderoy answered carefully and did not dare to stay too long. He quickly got the food and did not forget to close the open door when he walked out. .

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

"Ignore this rubbish...Parkinson and Goyle knocked the redhead away! Potter flew away too!...Slytherin caught the Golden Snitch, Draco won." Rudolfs pointed at the TV, Large swaths of green poured into the field, and they cheered and threw the Slytherin Quidditch players into the air. "That little girl from the Harris family is flying well."

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

"You are too cowardly Lucius, you are even more cowardly than that liar..." Rudolfs shook his empty sleeves, "I don't have many outsiders here."

"You should be more careful..." Lucius muttered, his eyes fixed on Draco who was smiling brightly on the TV, and a flash of joy flashed in his heart. Draco should live such a life.

"It's time for me to leave." Then Lucius stood up and prepared to leave.

"Go away, don't go there while the curse is being broken." Rudolfs picked up the bottle and took a sip from it, then shook it and found that it was already empty.

Thinking of his upcoming mission, Lucius, who had already walked to the door, turned back to Rudolfs and said: "Rudolfs, you have to cheer up. This time I am going to look for the Hand of Vecna. I heard from the vanguard. The ruins have collapsed and require complicated excavation and undoing of the curse. It is estimated that my visit will take much longer than previously expected. However, if the excavation can go smoothly and this magical object is found, I will contact you when I return. Rabastan and Bella will plead with the master together, and try to get the master to agree to install the Hand of Vecna ​​on you... If not, they can even ask the master to get you a replica like Bella."

Hearing the nickname of his wife Bellatrix, Rudolfs frowned and his expression became more gloomy: "Just take care of yourself. Master, if he was willing, he would have done it for me."

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

Rudolfs waved his hand impatiently and drove Lucius out. The room was silent, except for the sound of the Slytherins celebrating from the TV.

After walking out of the door, Lucius stayed outside for a while and strolled towards the surface where there was no anti-Apparition formation. Thinking about the recent unscrupulous behavior of his wife Narcissa's sister and master, he felt a little sad. The ground shook his head. Sissy said that her sister Bella surprisingly and completely inherited their parents' enthusiasm for pure blood. It was even more fanatical than the Malfoy family, which had been secretly connected with the Muggle royal family before the secrecy law was implemented. However, Bella She is also the most loyal to her family among the three sisters, at least to the Black family.

Bellatrix became a Death Eater early, and married her good friend Rodolphus Lestrange, a man she didn't know very well, in order to continue the pure blood race instead of love. Kuai falls in love with Bella and joins in the torture of other wizards, sharing her cruel pleasures.

Although there were signs of this before, this woman has been acting more and more unscrupulous recently since Rodolphus broke off her hand. It is estimated that the only man who has received Bellatrix's true love is her former master, the Ministry of Magic. Lucius was shocked by her enthusiasm for Voldemort at that time, and Bella always spoke softly to Voldemort, and recently it has become even more serious... But the sad thing is that his new master, Alan, talked to him about his former master. In this state, the love object of his wife's sister is a person who cannot feel love...

When Lucius passed by the cave where Muggles were imprisoned, he heard a noise inside. He looked inside through the open stone door and found Gilderoy Lockhart, who had just received the food, taking care of a pair of mudbags in the cage. As a mother and daughter, I saw him reaching out his hand to put his kettle into the railing, tilting the kettle and feeding the black tea with milk inside to the two or three-year-old little girl whose cheeks were still chubby under such conditions. Seeing the little girl raising her head to drink water, Gilderoy smiled at her mother, showing his signature white teeth: "Don't just eat bread, your daughter will go bad if she can't finish it. Slow down." , don’t choke.”

Only then did Lucius realize that the other party had distributed his food to these two filthy Mudbloods. He noticed the other party's notepad. He crossed his arms and looked at Gilderoy Lockhart coldly, "Liar." , I have no subject matter to write a book about, and now I won’t even let these dirty Mudbloods go?”

Hearing the scoffing voice behind him, Gilderoy's smile froze on his face and he stiffly turned his head, looking at the back of Lucius who just turned away.

Gilderoy didn't know how long Lucius Malfoy had been standing at the door, but there was no doubt that his special care for the mother and daughter in front of him must have been noticed by him. For a moment, his heart felt like it fell into ice water, and his mind felt like a bucket of mush. This was a terrible time for him. Every step Lucius walked away was like a plumb bob. There was a thump in his heart.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, Gilderoy has clearly seen how low-level creatures these Muggles are to this group of Death Eaters. This is more serious and true than what he had heard from newspapers and other people's mouths before. many. They don't treat Muggles as human beings at all. If they knew that they had goodwill and sympathy for these Muggles, they didn't know what they would do to themselves, an alien.

Gilderoy's heart was beating very fast, and he was so scared that he felt like he was nailed to the ground. He could not move at all. His face was pale and stagnant 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 has not told others about this, at least not yet.

Gilderoy put away the notepad he was writing a new novel on, and stuffed the remaining food into the cage haphazardly. His tongue seemed to be frozen, and his voice was as muffled as suffocation: "I won't do it in the short term. You come here often, you finish the other things first, UU Reading www.uｕｕｓhu.ｎet it doesn’t matter if the bread is seen by them.”

A cold hand suddenly grasped Gilderoy's wrist. The mother holding the child looked pleading and wept softly: "I know you are different from them. You are a good person. At least send my daughter to you." Get out, she is still so young and has never experienced the beauty of the world... She doesn't deserve to die here..."

Gilderoy quickly used his other hand to break away the woman's hand holding his wrist. He lowered his head and his lips trembled: "I'm sorry, Nancy. These people know every one of you 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 killer vine, which is much more powerful than the devil's net..."

Gilderoy Lockhart was able to provide limited care to these Muggles within his own capabilities. In fact, the gratitude of the Muggles allowed him, who was used to being worshiped by fans, to regain the feeling he had before he was imprisoned, and even appeared. Out of pity, he boldly took the risk and took extra care of the Muggle mother and daughter in front of him.

But if Gilderoy were to let the Muggles go privately, he would not dare to do it anyway. The cruelty of the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord scared him to death. Although it was different from what he thought, in fact, no one Death Eaters care about Muggles, just like humans don't care about the names and numbers of ants under their feet. This is just Gilderoy Lockhart trying to scare himself.