Chapter 377 375 Lucius's Invitation
Chapter 377 375. Lucius's invitation
Jon certainly had no objection to meeting the Malfoys.
Even if Lucius really loved his family, Jon had no good feelings for such a person.
Since when did maintaining family affection become a basis for whitewashing? Isn't this the normal human nature that should be possessed by human beings?
Besides this, what did the Lucius family do?
They claimed that their family had noble bloodline, and even in the era before Voldemort rose, they had undisguised contempt and disgust for Muggle wizards.
After Voldemort rose, they actually had no so-called loyalty to his so-called master, and just wanted to be a pure parasite, using the name of bloodline rule to suck blood from their family and gain benefits.
At the same time, when he was the owner of the Auror Office, he commanded his men to hunt down the Order of the Phoenix and the Hogwarts carriage without any mercy. Many of the captured Order of the Phoenix wizards were tortured to death by him. Therefore, Kingsley and Moody hated him to the core.
Now Lucius wanted to seek cooperation from him, of course, but if he wanted to use the name of cooperation to exchange for his future without being liquidated, this would definitely be impossible.
Regarding this, not only did Jon not have the power to make his own decision and agree, but even Dumbledore himself did not have it.
The blood that had been shed and the people who had died could not come back again, so those who should pay the price must pay the price, and no one can be an exception.
Of course, now that they meet with the Malfoy family, they can't say so hard, at least they still have a chance to atone for their sins. Perhaps Lucius's fate will not change in the future, but Draco is still young and has not had time to do so many bad things. If Lucius wants to abandon the dark and join the light, then this part of the credit can be inherited by his most precious son.
After asking Dobby to reply to his master that he would be on time, Jon no longer had the mood to enjoy the evening breeze outside. He turned back to the carriage and walked straight into Dumbledore's office.
"The Malfoys are sure to meet me."
Jon said straight to the point.
Dumbledore looked up from the pile of parchments on his desk and took off his glasses with some fatigue.
"Did he ask the house elf to come to you again?"
"Yes, the meeting time is on the last day of this month, and the meeting place is the Hog's Head."
"The Hog's Head?"
Obviously Dumbledore was also full of surprise at this place, but then he smiled again.
"That's right. If you want to find a place suitable for private meetings in Hogsmeade, then the Hog's Head is indeed the best place. There are only two bars in the entire wizard town. The Three Broomsticks is like Diagon Alley, which is crowded and lively, but can only conduct some fair transactions, while the Hog's Head is like Knockturn Alley, which is dark and messy, and is suitable for some shady transactions."
Jon always felt that Dumbledore's metaphor was not simple, and always gave people a sense of teasing his silly brother.
"Professor, are you going to meet them?"
Dumbledore shook his head.
"I don't think Lucius has thought of hiding the fact that he will meet you from me, but he must not be happy to see me in that occasion. Since he just invited you, you can go to the appointment by yourself, and I will let Percival help take care of you."
"How should I talk to him then?"
Jon needs Dumbledore to help him set the tone. Regarding the Malfoy family, he must not make decisions alone, nor can he make any promises in private.
Dumbledore thought for a moment and then spoke.
"If he expressed to you that he wants to keep in touch with us privately and provide us with information about Riddle in exchange for the future safety of his family, you can tell the truth."
"Don't we need to fight for him?"
"There is no need. Lucius thinks he is smart, but in fact, many people can see his little cleverness. That's why Riddle gave him a position of the head of the Auror Office that is not worthy of the name. He can't get in touch with the real core of Riddle, and the information he can convey to us, we can all know it through your teacher, so he is actually far less important than he thinks, and it doesn't matter whether to fight for him or not."
Jon nodded, and Dumbledore continued.
"If he is looking for you just for something related to his son, that is, Draco Malfoy, then this is completely up to you to decide. If he wants you to help ensure the safety of his son, he must offer conditions that are enough to move people. You can judge whether this condition is acceptable or not."
Jon has no doubts about this.
He was actually very curious. If Lucius really just wanted him to help and ensure Draco's safety in the next game, what kind of conditions could he offer him?
Time passed quickly, and the last day of November came in a flash.
Early in the morning, Jon did not stay in the carriage, but went directly to Aberforth's Hog's Head Bar.
Aberforth brought Jon a sausage omelette and milk with a bad face, and asked dissatisfiedly.
"Why did you arrange the meeting place at my place? Are you going to capture the Malfoy father and son?"
"It wasn't me who decided the place, it was Lucius Malfoy himself."
Jon was quite satisfied with Aberforth's skill in making fried eggs, at least it was much better than the fried eggs made by George in the carriage.
Hearing Jon's words, Aberforth's dirty, goateed face showed a sarcastic smile.
"Then this Auror Command Director is really stupid."
"This actually proves that you are hiding well enough, right? No one would have thought that this place, which is considered to be the underground black market in Hogsmeade, is actually related to Professor Dumbledore."
Aberforth snorted coldly.
"Because this store actually didn't intend to have anything to do with him from the beginning, it was the old guy who shamelessly requisitioned it unilaterally!"
Jon shrugged, and didn't express anything about the strange relationship between the Dumbledore brothers.
I don't know if it was Lucius's own initiative or coincidence, but there were very few customers at the Hog's Head today. John, wearing a robe that made it impossible to see his face, sat in a corner and boredly read a book about spells all day without being disturbed by anyone.
Just as it was getting dark, two people, one big and one small, wearing black robes and with their faces hidden in hoods, pushed open the door of the Hog's Head.