some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 905 Tom, have you ever longed for fatherly love?
Standing in the elevator, Malfoy frantically pressed the button marked "Atrium".

The door closed slowly, and he was gradually rising.

At this moment, Malfoy was so at ease that he smiled like an eight-year-old child.

Although 12 people came, even he escaped three of them; although he didn't catch Potter, he still escaped in front of a group of little wizards...

But, if you get the prophecy ball, you won't lose money in this wave, and even make a lot of money.

Malfoy comforted himself.

He raised the prophecy ball, eager to see the content, after all, it involved the prophecy of the Dark Lord and Potter.

Now that I know it, I can choose the station in advance.

As for the veracity of the prophecy, if the Dark Lord is so nervous and mobilizes so many people to rob...you know it is very reliable.

But Malfoy held back his desire. No one could fool the Dark Lord, and he didn't want to die.

Looking at his own reflection on the glass, he began to think about how to report on the mission after seeing the master.

The giant must mention it, otherwise, facing a group of young wizards, he still has a large number of people, so why would he retreat?
And the Order of the Phoenix...

For the first time, Malfoy hoped so much, to meet one or two, so that he could say shamelessly:

Caught in the encirclement of members of the Order of the Phoenix, he fought seven times in and out of the crowd, and finally escaped exhausted.

What a beautiful task report!

The fence door creaked and slid open, Malfoy was still thinking about something, and didn't get out of the elevator immediately.

He felt Gore poke himself with his elbow, and said impatiently:
"I see, let's go now, you go out first!"

"Lu...Lucius..." Crabbe stammered.

Malfoy felt something was wrong, he raised his head and was stunned.

His dream had come true...and he was literally surrounded by the Order of the Phoenix.

Ten wizards were blocking the elevator door, all raising their wands and aiming at them.

"..."

The corner of Malfoy's mouth twitched, he finally knew why that dead girl signed a magic contract with him.

It turned out to be waiting here.

He smiled uglier than crying, raised his hand and said, "Don't attack! I surrender!"

Let's hold on to my life and say...

Mr. Weasley got out of the crowd, took Malfoy's wand away, and asked fiercely:

"Where are my son and daughter?"

Looking at Arthur's ferocious expression, Malfoy was afraid that he would be too excited and lead to a crime of passion, so he said quickly:

"Relax, relax! They are all fine, but your little son has a broken leg.

But it has nothing to do with me, he fell by himself..."

Mr. Weasley raised his hand and gave Malfoy a hard old punch.

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When William brought Cedric and the others to the hall of the Ministry of Magic, he happened to see members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Mr. Weasley came over, handed the prophecy ball to William, and whispered, "Where are the Death Eaters?"

The effect of the compound soup has disappeared, and William also changed back to his clothes.

He took the prophecy ball and said:

"They're all in the Department of Mysteries. They're under my control. Go and catch them."

Kingsley at the side waved his hand and led a few wizards into the elevator.

Mr. Weasley didn't go, he walked anxiously to his children and checked their injuries.

The twins puffed out their chests triumphantly, as if to show off their recent fight with the Death Eaters.

Ginny also hugged her father and acted like a baby.

Instead, Ron pointed at the leg pitifully, and he was embarrassed to say that it was broken by the frame.

William bounced the prophecy ball, put it in the safety watch, and walked towards the corner.

Malfoy was lying on the ground, his whole body was bound, his face was covered with blood, and one of his front teeth had been knocked out.

"It's only been a few minutes, and we met again, Malfoy." William smiled.

"I didn't catch you, you didn't violate the magic oath."

Malfoy looked up at William, his brows were tightly frowned, his words leaked, and he said angrily:
"You turned into your sister?!"

"Yes, that's right." William whispered:

"By the way, the mission failed, how will your master punish you?"

"I..." Malfoy was a little aggrieved.

If Stark was here already, then the Merlin Memorial... is a fake.

This is a trap!
"I tried my best, I tried my best...Master will not punish me! This is a trap!" Malfoy said powerlessly.

"Really?" William suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

"Tom, Malfoy said you won't punish him." He chuckled and said:

"When did you become so merciful that you could even forgive such a mistake?"

Malfoy was taken aback, and then struggled to look up.

Not only Malfoy, but the remaining wizards in the hall couldn't help but look over.

A tall, thin man in a black robe with a face like a snake came walking barefoot.

Voldemort glanced at Malfoy, and said ruthlessly:

"The kindness of the Dark Lord will only be given to the servants who do things with heart, not to the trash who are not good at doing things and want to shirk!"

Someone screamed, and Ginny put her arms around Luna in fear.

Ron was also trembling, looking at the figure.

No matter what Harry told him, Voldemort was back, only seeing it with his own eyes could inspire the kind of fear that was almost etched in his bones.

Mr. Weasley stood in the front, and he said in a trembling voice:
"Cedric, as soon as the fight starts, you take them, hide in the elevator, and run down!"

Voldemort looked around, his eyes fell on Weasley, on the students, and then on Harry.

Finally, he fixed William with a slit of scarlet eyes.

"Months of preparation, months of hard work...you got in my way again... Stark..."

Voldemort suppressed his anger:
"Give me the prophecy ball!"

William took out a glass ball from the safety table.

He held it with one hand, exerted a little force with his five fingers, and under the surge of magic power, the ball exploded with a bang.

A white shadow appeared in mid-air. William waved his wand, but the shadow disappeared completely without condensing.

William looked directly at Voldemort and said with a smile:

"The prophecy is all in my head, want to know? Just come and get it!"

"Stark, you are provoking my patience!"

Voldemort stared hard at William with his scarlet, hard eyes.

He clenched his wand tightly and whispered:
"But I'm still curious...we don't actually have any enmity, why do you fight me again and again?"

"You've been messing with me ever since I attached to Quirrell."

He suddenly raised his wand and said angrily, "Avada Kedavra!"

William didn't move much, but the shattered prophecy ball closed again and flew into the air, blocking the green light.

Voldemort's wand waved, and the golden statue of the wizard in the fountain came to life.

He jumped off the plinth, landed on the floor with a thud, and headed straight for Harry and the others.

Voldemort looked at William and taunted:
"Look, Dumbledore knew it was a trap, but he let these students come anyway.

Just to use Potter as bait to capture my servant. "

He sneered:

"Dumbledore never hesitated to sacrifice those close to him, but he claimed to care for them."

The Dark Lord's voice was low and slow.

"Tell me, William, how he tricked you into voluntarily fighting me.

The only way he sends you is death. "

Mr. Weasley kept casting spells, trying to block the statue, but the spell landed on his chest, to no avail.

William raised his wand and aimed it at the centaur statue in the fountain.

The people and horses also fell to the ground immediately, holding the flaming whip in their hands, only heard a hiss, and the whip rushed towards the golden statue like a snake, and fell to the ground.

Mr. Weasley hurriedly pulled the few people behind him back.

William cast a spell, and instead of answering Voldemort's words, he sneered:

"Tom, you seem to hate Professor Dumbledore?

Can you tell me why? "

William ran to one side, dodging another death curse, and said with a smile:

"Ah, I see why... it was Dumbledore who picked you up from the orphanage when you were a child.

Let me tell you, you're a wizard...not ordinary. "

"He told you all?" Voldemort was furious, shooting a black light.

William lifted the spell, and still confronted each other:

"Dumbledore is like a light, leading you out of the orphanage and into the wizarding world.

He is so strong and mature. "

William resisted Voldemort's attack and continued:

"You tried your best to please him, did you ever think about it in the middle of the night, when you were lying on the bed in the Slytherin dormitory in loneliness...

Is it okay if he is your father?

And not the Muggle who gave you the Riddle surname? "

William laughed loudly and said:
"Tom, have you ever longed for... a father's love?
But Dumbledore despised you, he was wary of you.

Why do you hate him so much? ! "

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Thanks to the "Nine-tailed Cat" boss for the reward)

(End of this chapter)