Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 167 I'm Really Not Stupid

I have collected two Horcruxes - the notebook and the Slytherin locket.

I'm totally unsure how to handle this.

Strictly speaking, Draco and I both have Voldemort's blood.

We are also heirs of Slytherin.

The fact that Narcissa was able to marry as the youngest daughter of the Black family was closely related to the pressure Voldemort put on Orion, the head of the Black family at that time.

However, the honeymoon period between Voldemort and the Malfoy family was so short.

After Voldemort chose to split his soul, his kindness was stripped away, and the remaining part was irritability, greed, madness, paranoia... A man without reason was no longer a qualified leader.

I even wonder if Voldemort was responsible for Abraxas' death from dragon pox in 1996 in the original book.

That night, Draco and I slept in each other's arms, but I always felt that I didn't sleep well.

A blurry figure sat beside my bed.

I felt someone playing with my hair.

His technique is so skillful.

I've been living too comfortably! I'm actually starting to feel sleepy.

"You are……"

I rubbed my eyes and tried to straighten myself up, but was held still by Draco's arm around my waist.

"You're Tom!" I almost screamed.

It seems like I haven't seen him for a long time. The last time I saw him, I was still a baby in swaddling clothes.

He has a pair of wine-red eyes and black jade-like hair.

The sixteen-year-old Dark Lord was somewhere between a teenager and a man, his finely sculpted features the work of Merlin.

There is also a sense of fragmentation mixed in, which adds to its charming temperament.

The young Voldemort began to have some masculine and resolute features, but his beauty was still androgynous.

Narcissa's true appearance is most similar to him during this period.

No wonder Lucius went to such lengths to cover it up.

The boy's eyes were full of smiles. "Aurora, you've grown up so much... When you were little, I held you in my arms, remember?"

Although I know that Voldemort's greatest skill is to deceive people, the similar faces still make me feel a little favorable towards him.

How to do!

I am a fool whose values ​​are influenced by my facial features!

Is it only a heartless guy like Dumbledore who can remain indifferent in the face of such beautiful and focused eyes?

"Well...you can come out again?"

The boy's eyes dimmed, "Yes, this may be the last time I experience this world..."

Although my mind told me that he was most likely pretending, my heart still ached.

He suddenly revealed a strange smile: "Have the descendants of Abu become so easy to deceive?"

"What do you mean?"

"With just a few words, are you willing to let me go, a stranger who may be harmful to the Malfoy family?"

He suddenly approached me, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up Draco who was sleeping next to me.

"Lucius's shrewdness and ruthlessness really didn't get passed down to you at all..."

He looked me over carefully, a sarcastic smile on his face.

I think he is just trying to make me angry!

"Aren't you afraid of me destroying that diary!"

"I want to see what tricks you have." He raised the corners of his lips and looked at me leisurely.

How could I possibly reveal my plan?

I covered my head and ignored him.

"Aurora?"

He called out twice, and when he heard my breathing become steady, he thought I had fallen asleep again.

I heard him mumbling to himself: "Idiots all fall into bed, they look like a fool, just like Abu..."

Damn, I'm really not stupid!

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