Early on the morning of the Christmas break, Lucius and Cresson went to the Room of Requirement to retrieve the Horcrux in the last minutes of leaving school.

“I need a place to hide things.” Lucius thought, and walked back and forth in the corridor three times, and the door of the Room of Requirement gradually appeared.

The dragonhide bag containing the Horcrux lay quietly among the mess of old things.Lucius walked over quickly, and bumped into the not-so-sturdy cabinet next to him in a hurry, and the bits and pieces fell to the floor.

The dusty lady’s tiara rolled to Corrisson’s feet, its rubies unremarkable in the gloom.Corison didn’t even look at it, strode over and grabbed Lucius’ arm: “You can’t be careful.”

His tone was not good at all, Lucius couldn’t help but rolled his eyes: “Thank you for your concern.”

The students who were eager to go home for the festival had already headed to the station in twos and threes, and they didn’t have time to delay here, so they left in a hurry with their dragon skin bags.

The Slytherin team had stepped out of the school gates into the cold winter wind.Taking advantage of the students from the four major colleges mixing together, the two squeezed through the crowd and returned to the front of the line.Only a few people noticed their brief disappearance, but they behaved so calmly that people would forget to doubt them unconsciously.

Hogwarts Castle was gradually being left behind.In the past seven years, every time he left school and went home, Lucius had never missed this castle, but today he looked back inexplicably.He saw the Forbidden Forest covered by heavy snow, the castle was only left with white silence, and a few unknown birds flew over the spire of Gryffindor Tower.The snow fell with the wind, and Dumbledore was standing at the window of the headmaster’s office.The distance was too far, Lucius couldn’t see the old headmaster’s expression clearly, but he could still feel his gaze staring at him.

Tsk.Lucius turned around with a frown, trying his best to ignore the sight behind him, and followed the Slytherins through the last stretch of the journey, boarding the Hogwarts Express together.The siren sounded far away in the wilderness, and then the train slowly left the station, and Hogwarts Castle gradually disappeared from sight.Lucius looked out the window until the castle was reduced to a tiny black dot.

“What are you looking at?” Corison was beside him, dismissing his overly cautious attitude: “If Dumbledore has any plans for the Horcrux, we can do it right after we come out of the Room of Requirement. Why wait for us to sit on the Horcrux?” Train, leaving Hogwarts. That would complicate matters.”

Lucius shook his head, indicating that he was not worried about Dumbledore.In fact, he himself didn’t know why he was disturbed.

He couldn’t help touching his pocket for the umpteenth time, and he was a little relieved to make sure that the Horcrux was still there.But this tone was only temporary, and within a few minutes, he had to confirm the safety of the Horcrux again, and once again told himself that he should recharge his energy for the upcoming confrontation, and of course he couldn’t force himself to rest again.

A drive of several hours can feel like an ordeal.As soon as the train arrived at the station, Lucius and Corison were the first to get off the train, uncharacteristically, eagerly looking for their carriage.

“I’ve got to go home first,” said Collison. “See you at the Yule Ball.”

Lucius didn’t want to see him at the ball, didn’t want the only friend who wasn’t a Death Eater to be involved in the war.However, he couldn’t say the words of refusal. Corison had made up his mind. He didn’t want his friend to be in danger, but he couldn’t force him to escape.

Cresson quickly took his brother home. Lucius stood in the middle of the crowd, looked around but couldn’t find the Malfoy family’s carriage, but there was a corner that was empty, out of place on the extremely crowded platform.When Lucius walked over, he saw the carriage of the Dark Lord’s estate parked there. The black appearance revealed a sense of oppression amidst the hustle and bustle, which also made the wizards stay away.No one approached here, and even Gryffindor, who was usually the most able to yell “fight the Death Eaters”, chose to wait and see.

Lucius stared at the carriage for a while, then strode over, opened the door and got into the carriage.Inside the magic-protected compartment, Signus was dressed in a black robe, and smiled happily after seeing him.

“Long time no see.” Signus said first.

He was in good condition, and he didn’t seem to have experienced Cruciatus as many times as the rumors said, but since he was always good at patience, Lucius didn’t know how to judge, so he could only hand him the potion he brought.

“I know Snape is very powerful, but in the manor, he probably has no chance to do anything.” Lucius said, afraid that Signus would choose to whitewash the peace.

But this time Signus was not polite, and immediately drank a bottle of recovery potion.No one knew what they would face when they went back, so he didn’t dare to worry about it.

“I have to tell you in advance.” Signus directly cleaned up the potion bottle, and said casually: “This year’s Christmas ball will be held at his manor.”

Lucius was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the tradition of the Slytherin families taking turns holding balls suddenly changed.

“He knows our plan.” Signus said lightly: “This is probably the reason for the sudden change in the Christmas ball. He is preparing a ‘surprise’ for us.”

What do you mean he already knows?Lucius looked at Signus in a daze, unable to react immediately.Signus smiled and said every word: “The Dark Lord knows we are planning to kill him. He is ready and ready to show us how ‘stupid’ we are. Lucius, you Afraid?”

Not afraid that it is impossible, but Lucius just frowned, and quickly laughed: “It’s strange that you ask, we have no way out. Besides, I’m not particularly surprised, what we did is not perfect , if he didn’t find any loopholes, I would wonder if he hurt his brain when he divided his soul.”

The carriage stopped at the Dark Lord’s manor, and they looked at each other, but they couldn’t find the slightest sign of flinching in each other’s eyes.Lucius opened the door first, jumped out of the car, and looked up at the manor villa in front of him.

It used to be built together by the big families, and the Malfoy family and the Black family, as the two giants of Slytherin, naturally contributed the most.However, looking back today, it was the two families who were most thoroughly used.

“Go in.” Signus followed and got out of the car.

Lucius looked around and asked, “Where’s Severus? I thought he’d meet you at the door.”

Signus twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression was not relaxed: “He should be in that person’s study at this time.”

As for how much the Dark Lord “likes” Snape, Lucius has already received information from other channels, so he couldn’t help showing surprise at this moment.No matter how much the Dark Lord valued, no one had ever given anyone the right to enter his study, and Snape’s status among the Death Eaters was undoubtedly very special now.

He looked at Signus, who was very calm, probably because he had been forced to accept the fact that Snape was often brought by the Dark Lord’s side during this period of time.

The Christmas ball was going to be held in this manor, and many Death Eaters who had private rooms here used this as an excuse to come early, of course for the Dark Lord they admired so much.As soon as Lucius and Signus walked through the gate, they saw several young people headed by Rudolph Lestrange, who seemed to be planning to go out.

“Blake.” One of the youths greeted him strangely, and Lucius was surprised to find that the way these people looked at Signus was obviously different from before.In the past, these people were simply jealous of Signus, but now besides jealousy, there is more contempt and gloating in their eyes.

Lucius was puzzled, while Signus didn’t bother to pay attention to these people, and strode past them without looking sideways.

“What the hell is going on?” Lucius asked as they went upstairs.

Signus smiled helplessly: “They all think that I am with Sif now because they already knew that Sif would be taken seriously, so they used despicable means to tie him up emotionally.”

“Otherwise, how do you explain that Black’s heir would fall in love with a half-breed.” Lucius rolled his eyes: “I can probably guess what they said.”

“And my actions obviously ‘made the lord very dissatisfied’, so I always find reasons to punish me.” Signus continued: “I just heard about this part, I don’t know how long it has been passed on. I recently It’s not very popular, no one told me that.”

The ball was coming soon, and there were quite a lot of people in the manor, and they met several groups of people through the corridor.Lucius could clearly see from the attitudes of these people that the popularity of his friends was not only not very good, it was simply terrible.

Signus didn’t care about the comparison, and made a self-deprecating joke: “I’m no longer a new-generation Death Eater with a strong talent for black magic. the kind of villain.”

Signus is not popular now, and Lucius is not in the mood to flirt with others, so they went back to Signus’ room together and never appeared again.When Snape came back, he saw them sitting face to face at the table with the three Horcruxes on it.

“Are you going to do it now?” Snape was stunned for a moment, and asked blankly, not yet ready for the final blow.

Signus frowned and didn’t speak, but Lucius explained, “We can’t do it now, we need a helper.”

Snape calmed down, turned around and reconfirmed that he had locked the door, and then came over and sat down beside Signus: “I can help.”

“You can’t.” Signus said quickly: “You must show up with me, otherwise people will be suspicious.”

Snape glanced at him, seeing that he was still frowning and didn’t want to talk much, so he asked Lucius again: “Do you have a plan?”

Lucius nodded: “It’s not a mature plan, but it’s the only way to go.”

The author has something to say:

A little more first, there is no way, the recent business trip season, and on the road again.