Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

On December 12th, a beautiful festival always passes so quickly. The banquet in Augustus Castle is still a hot topic among British pure-blood nobles.

Although the vast majority of them never had the opportunity to participate, this did not hinder their enthusiasm for discussing this matter.

Many of them believed that it was not just an ordinary banquet, but an important meeting related to the future of everyone.

So today, on the first day just after the festival, many people came to Malfoy Manor in the name of attending a banquet to spy on some information.

If they hadn't waited until the master's reception, the maids and house elves had prepared sumptuous treats for them, but the master, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, hadn't shown up until now.

"Aren't you going to entertain those people? You must know that in their self-impression, they can also be regarded as big men."

"Isn't it a bit too unethical to just leave them there to dry?"

In the secret drawing room on the second floor of Malfoy Manor, Augustus said casually while fiddling with the luxurious pure gold pen on the table.

Mr. Lucius, who heard these words, was not as calm as usual at the moment, and he asked cautiously.

"Is the mysterious man really resurrected? Why didn't you take action at that time? I don't mean to doubt your plan."

"But that is a mysterious person after all. If he really masters some other means, will it affect our future plans?"

Looking at the formality on the other party's face and the cautiousness in his words, Augustus said with a smile.

"It seems that gentle means will always give people an illusion that we dare not do anything to them, but they always think of themselves too important."

"The reason why I didn't directly burn Mr. Riddle to ashes in the hall of the parliament was just to maintain a promise."

"At the same time, killing him alone won't solve the problem. Those who work with him, including some of you who are downstairs now."

"What they're going to do, I've now figured out where they're supposed to play, is to be buried in the garden as fertilizer."

"But there is a prerequisite for doing this, that is, they have completely betrayed the entire wizarding community. Only in this way can I overcome that promise and use the simplest means to complete the integration of the entire British wizarding community."

Looking at Augustus who said these words calmly while fiddling with a pure gold pen, Mr. Lucius knew it too.

After the New Year's bell rings, it not only means that the new year has officially arrived, but also means that many people are about to lose their lives.

That is both the bell to welcome the new year and the death knell for those people to go to another world.

"Then what is my job? I know you have arranged a job for Severus, so what about me, I am also a participant in that banquet."

"Since you have entrusted me with that trust, let me repay you with loyalty."

After determining the real general direction, Lucius immediately knelt down on one knee and said sincerely to Augustus.

Seeing how loyal his finance minister was, Augustus was very happy, and took out a suitcase from his alchemy ring.

Putting the suitcase in front of Mr. Lu Xiusheng, Augustus said slowly.

"There are several sets of clothes inside, which are custom-made by a famous designer in the Muggle world, and there must be no problem with the workmanship."

"And I cast magic on it, and it will automatically fit your size after you wear it, so you don't have to worry about the appearance."

"At the same time, these clothes are all equipped with extremely powerful alchemical magic power, which can be completely immune to the attack of the killing curse, including Mr. Riddle whose name you don't want to name."

"Although it is definitely not permanently immune, I believe that with your level, if you are given a chance to escape, you can still escape."

"As the most important logistics support staff under me, of course I will give the best protection to a talented person like you."

"There is also a set of the latest alchemy weapons, including miniature guns and cane swords. If you are not familiar with guns, you can ask Draco. He and Julius have done a lot of research on these recently."

Hearing Augustus' explanation, Luce's eyes immediately turned to the suitcase. On the surface of the leather case, the logos of the phoenix and the Deathly Hallows were depicted in gold stamping.

After obtaining Augustus' consent, Lucius immediately opened the suitcase in front of him, and a powerful space magic was cast on that step of the suitcase.

There are two rooms inside, one with a sign saying the cloakroom, and the other with a sign saying the weapon reserve.

Judging from the size of the two rooms, there must be a rich variety of things stored in them. After confirming that there was no problem, Lucius closed the suitcase in front of him.

Sincerely.

"I will definitely complete the task you entrusted to me, even if it is full of danger."

Faced with these words, Augustus waved his hand indifferently, and then said calmly.

"There is no danger, Mr. Malfoy, this is just the last insurance, and your task is very simple."

"That is to persuade all the pure-blood nobles on our side to transfer all their assets from England."

"Including the fixed assets you hold, store properties, everything will be sold, and the news will be released at the same time."

"Let's say there are people within the Ministry of Magic cooperating with Voldemort, and at the same time creating a sense of terror that you fear Voldemort."

"For the phenomenon of being forced to transfer all assets, the atmosphere must be created in place, and at the same time, the financial system of the entire British magic world will be completely collapsed."

After listening to all his tasks, Mr. Lucius couldn't help swallowing, as a nobleman who has been in the business world for a long time.

Of course he understands the consequences of this operation, to put it bluntly, if it really follows Augustus' plan.

Then the business system of the entire British wizarding world, which has a long tradition and history, will completely collapse.

At that time, even Gallon will become useless metal, and money will not be able to buy anything, and many people will be forced to transfer their properties due to panic.

It is foreseeable that wizards in the entire British wizarding world will face a scarier shortage of living supplies than they are now.

While Mr. Lucius was still in a daze, Augustus stood up slowly and walked gently to the other side.

Then he handed a pink invitation card to the other party's eyes, and said slowly.

"On January 1st, in Dumbledore's old house, we have a very important thing to do, as for the content, please don't publicize it."

"It's a great honor to invite you to participate in our family's important moment, and I hope you can send your best wishes when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, Augustus disappeared into the living room with a burst of golden fire, and at this moment, Mr. Lucius was holding the invitation card in his hand.

He still felt a little at a loss, until he saw the seat where Augustus was sitting just now, on the desk in front of him, and a set of Italian-style black suits were neatly stacked.

At the same time, on the top of the suit, there is a peacock cane with its head carved in platinum, and there is a small note next to it.

It was written succinctly in black ink.

"This set is specially customized for you, and our goal is ushering in a new stage, for the greater good, Mr. Lucius Malfoy."