Chapter 323 321 This Is Also What the Master Meant (Two in One)

Chapter 323 321. This is also what the master means (two in one)

The atmosphere in the Malfoy family had been bad ever since the day Draco was chosen as the Triwizard Champion.

Except for the half month just after the selection banquet, when many colleagues from the Ministry of Magic came to congratulate the family, Lucius forced a smile to receive them, but most of the time he frowned and looked sad. .

Including today is no exception.

Not only Lucius, but also Draco and his mother Narcissa, who were contestants, had been looking ugly during this period.

Lucius knew from the beginning how dangerous the Triwizard Tournament was. The reason why this tournament had been suspended for hundreds of years was because the danger was so high that almost every game ended. All participating warriors will die.

Not to mention that this Triwizard Tournament directly involves the winning or losing of a war, and the risks involved have increased exponentially.

It was precisely because of this that when he saw Draco being selected by the Goblet of Fire that night, he took the risk to ask Voldemort for instructions, trying to pull Draco out of this dangerous whirlpool. But obviously he failed.

What Voldemort said that night was not to deceive him. Once selected by the Goblet of Fire, it was equivalent to signing a mandatory contract. The selected person must participate in the Triwizard Tournament until the end of the game. There is no second possibility. .

And if being selected as a warrior to participate in the Triwizard Tournament only made Lucius worried and Draco excited, then Jon's performance of killing Bella in public would make Lucius fall into despair, and Draco Ke was in panic all day long.

That night, Draco, who had already drank a lot of butterbeer at the dinner party, was so scared that he wet his pants.

That was the first time he saw a dead person, and it was still so tragic. One was stabbed through the chest, and the other was stabbed through the throat.

Especially these two dead people who were still shadows in his heart, his aunt Bellatrix Lestrange.

Draco, who was originally chosen, was filled with joy. He thought that his chosen son would definitely be able to steal the spotlight after becoming a warrior at Hogwarts Castle, and might even help his father win over that gentleman. The status is improved to a higher level.

But within a few minutes, he discovered that if the Triwizard Tournament was a battlefield where real swords and guns were used, then when he faced the boy named Jon Green who was the same age as him, he would basically be the same as him. Just like a plate of food, there is no room for resistance.

Not only Draco could see this clearly, but Lucius and Narcissa could see it more clearly than anyone else.

Especially after Lucius thoroughly inquired about all of Jon's deeds and learned that he not only killed the Lestranges, but also killed Ron earlier this year while being chased and intercepted by a group of Death Eaters. Doffus' brother Rabastan.

Looking back further, even what happened in Hogwarts Castle last year, when he infiltrated the school undercover to rescue the mudblood students, it can be basically concluded that Jon did it, and Lucius became even more uneasy. .

He knew very well what kind of person his son was. He was definitely not bad, but he was not very good either. His performance in Hogwarts Castle could only be said to be average, and he was not considered to have any top talent. Not to mention compared to a character like Jon Green who can be defined as a freak just by looking at his "resume".

Narcissa also knew her son very well. These days, she looked visibly haggard.

"Have you not found out the specific competition items yet?" she asked worriedly.

Lucius walked around the living room with his hands behind his back and frowning, as if he was anxiously waiting for some news.

"No! I can't find any clues! Those guys are unwilling to reveal any relevant information. They say they have signed a confidentiality agreement. Once violated, there will be very serious consequences!"

Draco sat on the sofa. His face no longer had the arrogance and satisfaction he had when he was first selected as a warrior. He trembled and looked at his father.

"Will they let me duel with that monster?"

Lucius looked at him, with some comfort in his voice.

"You can rest assured on this. I have checked all the events that have been held in the Triwizard Tournament, and there has never been a precedent for warriors to directly engage in a duel."

"But as long as there is a game, there will be a fight, right?" Draco looked at him helplessly, "Dad, that monster will kill me! Just like he killed Aunt Bella!"

What he was afraid of was what everyone in the Malfoy family was afraid of.

Narcissa hugged Draco, her eyes were obviously red, and she looked at her husband.

"Master, don't you have any explanation?"

"The master disappeared after that night. Even all the subsequent preparations were left to Severus and Crouch. I couldn't see him at all!"

Lucius's voice was obviously impatient, and he would look up at the clock on the wall from time to time, waiting for a certain time.

"Draco is participating for Master's cause." Narcissa's voice was slightly trembling. "Master definitely doesn't want to see him lose the game, but if he is allowed to participate in the competition without protection, even The chance of survival is very small.”

"I don't know what arrangements the master has made, and I don't even know what the meaning of his proposal to hold the Triwizard Tournament is." Lucius finally stopped his restless steps, "But the master certainly doesn't want to lose this game, but the candidate he can pin his hopes on is not just our son."

Narcissa opened her mouth.

"Are you talking about the student who represented Beauxbatons in the competition? But Beauxbatons has only been under the control of the master for a year. What loyalty can the students there have!"

"Don't forget that the student selected by Beauxbatons is named Lestrange!" Lucius said gloomily, "This is the surname that the master trusts the most, no one else. Even if Bella's family has died out, there are still people in the Lestrange family!"

Lucius' words aroused Narcissa's memories. No matter what, Bella is her sister, and she naturally has some understanding of the pure-blood family that her sister married into.

"The student who participated in the competition is called Emil? I remember him. He is the son of Rodolphus' cousin."

"Rodolphus' cousin has replaced him and become the head of the Lestrange family. His son is older and better than Draco. I can't be sure whether the master has placed his bet on this boy!"

Lucius's expression was very ugly. Not only the hostile warriors like Jon, but also the warriors of his camp had been investigated clearly.

"Rodolphus' cousin and I made an appointment today. He said that he was going to visit with his son in the afternoon."

Narcissa's face showed surprise.

"Why did they come to us?"

"It's impossible to visit relatives and friends. After Bella died, our family has no half-Natt relationship with their family. I think it's likely to talk about something about the Triwizard Tournament in a month."

At this time, a house elf wearing a rag suddenly appeared in front of the Malfoy family.

"Master, Master, there are two guests outside who claim to be Mr. Lestrange."

Lucius's originally gloomy face became uncertain. Narcissa and Draco looked at him. At this time, Lucius had absolute decision-making power at home.

"Prepare to receive the guests, Narcissa. No matter what purpose they come with, we will talk about it after they meet."

As he spoke, he walked towards the door. The house elf consciously helped him open the door of the living room, and the iron gate at the fence of the manor also opened by itself, leaving an entrance for the visiting guests.

At this time, Lucius also saw the two Mr. Lestranges.

They were one big and one small. He had seen the younger one on the night of the warrior selection. His name was Emil Lestrange, and the middle-aged wizard who was the same age as him was Brandon Lestrange, who inherited all the Lestrange family business after the Rodolphus family died.

After investigating the information about him, Lucius always felt that he was just a lucky guy. Compared with his extinct cousin's family, this man named Brandon had no advantages. Even though he joined the Death Eaters early, he was still a person without any highlights.

As a result, he was lucky enough to inherit the entire family business of the Lestrange family and became the main clan. In addition to being lucky, Lucius didn't know how to describe him.

Of course, even if he had already made a conclusion about this man in his heart, on the surface, Lucius still had to maintain the most basic cultivation among pure bloods. His originally gloomy face had long disappeared without a trace, and he showed a warm smile instead.

"Aha, Brandon, what a surprise. I started looking forward to it when I received your visiting card. Our whole family is waiting for your arrival."

This was actually not the first time Lucius had seen Brandon. Two months ago, they had met once at the funeral of the Lestranges. That funeral was presided over by Brandon, who succeeded the position of the head of the Lestrange family.

Narcissa is also a professional pure-blood family lady, and is an old hand in facial expression management. She accompanied Lucius to greet guests at the door, and you can't see her ugly face just now.

"Why didn't Mrs. Lestrange come?" She asked with a smile.

Brandon shook hands with Lucius first, and answered Narcissa's words with a small talk.

"She has been feeling a little uncomfortable recently. She originally planned to come with me, but the doctor suggested that she should stay at home to recuperate."

"Oh, that's a pity. I will write to her to say hello."

Compared with the smooth communication between adults, Draco obviously couldn't manage his facial expressions freely. His face was obviously pale. He stood beside Narcissa and looked at the Beauxbatons warrior who was half a head taller than him.

Emil was three years older than Draco. He was already a seventh-grade student at the beginning of the school, and he was less than a year away from adulthood.

His face was grim, and he looked like a serious person. He noticed Draco's gaze, but just exchanged glances, then turned away and looked at Lucius.

Draco's breathing paused slightly, and he felt the contempt.

Although the other party's expression was not obvious, Draco could tell at a glance that he did not take him seriously, because he usually treated the half-bloods in school with the same attitude.

This made Draco feel angry and humiliated, but he didn't say anything. He still knew the most basic precautions.

After welcoming the Lestrange father and son into the living room, the experienced Lucius saw at a glance that his son and Emil didn't get along. He turned his eyes to the tall, thin, cold-faced boy.

"Emile, can I call you that? The Lestrange family is really talented. I heard that you got O in 11 subjects in the wizard level exam."

Emile nodded and said in a light voice.

"I don't think this is an honor worth mentioning."

The anger in Draco's eyes became stronger. He saw that this person not only looked down on him, but also looked down on his father!

Lucius's face sank slightly, but then he smiled and said.

"Of course, with your great talent, there will naturally be more honors worth mentioning in the future."

In an unnoticed place, Brandon gently touched his son's arm. Emil's face was somewhat reluctant to slow down, and his attitude was slightly relaxed.

"We still need more guidance from elders like Mr. Malfoy."

"Haha, given the relationship between our two families, such a title is too formal. Just call me uncle."

Lucius patted his shoulder, as if he didn't care about his disrespect just now. The living room was full of joy.

When they sat down, the house elf Dobby brought tea and desserts. After a long chat and greetings, Brandon finally got to the point of today's visit.

"Regarding the Triwizard Tournament, Emil and Draco are both contestants fighting for their masters. No matter who wins, it represents our victory in the end. So this time I came to visit you to discuss some things about the future competition."

He looked at Lucius with a smile.

"After all, no matter what, two people cooperating and coordinating is definitely much better than fighting alone."

Lucius didn't show much surprise on his face. He guessed Brandon's intention from the beginning.

"Well, so what do you think?"

Brandon glanced at his son and then said calmly.

"I think... let Emil take the lead and Draco take the secondary role to help him win the championship of this game."

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became quiet, but this silence only lasted for a few seconds, and he spoke again.

"Of course, this is also what the master meant."