I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

?＞? o?.?.?

As the magical light shone, the oath was made.

Lucius and Narcissa both breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged a glance, and gave each other a wry smile.

Although the future is uncertain, at least with Angell's assurance, the Malfoy family will not be unable to continue its lineage.

As for them...

Lucius had a very strange thought in his mind—it was worth dying for the Dark Lord who had called him "father" for ten years!

If he had known earlier, he would have brought Angell along for every single parent-child activity.

Well... if he had known earlier, he probably wouldn't have had the guts.

It was enjoyable, but one shouldn't risk their life for pleasure.

Angell stepped out of the small reception room and found Dobby, who stood somewhat awkwardly in the garden.

Angel winked at Dobby, a gentle and harmless smile spreading across his face: "Dobby, things have been perfectly resolved!"

"You can go and bring Draco back now, and then you'll be a completely free elf."

"...But don't forget what you promised me, this matter must not be known to any more people!"

Dobby nodded gratefully: "Thank you, Angel!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished into thin air.

Angell went to his room at Malfoy Manor and began packing his things.

He didn't have much stuff; besides some essential clothing, he didn't have much else, and of course, he didn't have much money either.

In the end, he only packed a small bag of his own belongings, while the things he needed for school took up a large bag.

Angell did not intend to continue living at Malfoy Manor. Although he believed there were no loopholes in the oath, that did not mean there were none.

What if Lucius secretly set a trap for him?

It is a valuable virtue to think highly of any opponent when one is still weak.

"There's no need to be so careful. The contents of the oath were discussed and agreed upon by both of us, and I don't believe there are any loopholes that could deceive both of us at the same time..."

vold sighed helplessly.

As Angel packed up his notebooks from over the years, he said very seriously:

“But Vold, look, haven’t we successfully deceived them? It was I, Angell, who made the oath with them, not you, Vold.”

"In other words, as long as I hand over control of the body to you, you can do whatever you want while you are in control of these bodies."

"The content on paper should be fine, but what about things that aren't explicitly written down?"

vold fell silent.

That makes so much sense...

But this kind of thing... there probably aren't many people who can replicate it, right?

Soon, there was a knock on the door. Angel opened the door, looked at Lucius standing in the doorway, and smiled.

"Has the matter been resolved?"

Lucius nodded, his lips slightly pursed, his expression very serious.

He wasn't surprised at all when he saw Angel packing his things.

Think about it... things have already fallen apart, Lord Dark Lord... even if the former Dark Lord called him father...

Even if Angell wasn't embarrassed, he was still scared!

"Draco is asleep now. I haven't finished modifying his memories yet, but I guarantee he won't remember anything when he wakes up."

"As for Dobby... only house-elves with owners are absolutely loyal, and Dobby is not trustworthy right now."

Angel nodded slightly: "Yes, very good."

"At least until I graduate from Hogwarts, I will always be Angor."

He laughed, his golden hair appearing even softer in the candlelight.

"So you have at least seven years left, so you don't need to worry at all..."

"Oh no, I won't make a move against you during this time, but I might not be able to do anything to my other soul fragments. You'd better be careful."

Lucius swallowed hard.

This means... there might be many Dark Lords in the future?!

what?

"But then again, you guys were really decisive this time... Think about my name, the Dark Lord is immortal, and what can be killed is not the Dark Lord... I welcome you to continue trying."

Angel's smile grew even brighter. He was the kind of person who was very likable, not aggressive at all, and even looked somewhat docile.

"I don't think you came here just to tell me how things were handled, did you?"

But when Lucius saw him like this, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He handed the small box he had been carrying to Angor: "A diary and a key to Gringotts vault, containing about 100,000 Galleons."

Angel took the small box and, to his surprise, discovered that it was actually a box with a Seamless Extension Charm.

At that moment, Lucius suddenly spoke up: "If you need, I have some wands that can't be tracked..."

He was gambling that the current Dark Lord would be influenced by Angor's emotions.

After all, judging from the current situation, the person in front of us is at least not that crazy.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that the former Dark Lord, when he was still weak, was a model student praised by everyone at Hogwarts.

Tom Riddle's personality is not one-dimensional; he also has a vulnerable and sensitive side.

For example, he had a deep sense of inferiority about his background and identity, which to some extent drove his behavior.

At the same time, he also showed a certain amount of warmth and care to some people (such as Bella), although this care was often for the purpose of control and exploitation.

What Lucius is doing now makes him feel that this person is more valuable.

as well as……

"This guy slides his knees really fast, no wonder he's from the fence-sitter family!"

vold expressed his agreement.

“A very nice gift…” Angor opened the box, waved his wand, and used a levitation spell to put all his belongings into the box.

Silk is a very magical thing, and Ollivander actually incorporated it into the wand during the process of making it.

However, these threads will only be activated through a special spell when the young wizards first travel to Hogwarts by train.

When a wizard reaches adulthood, the threads gradually lose their activity and eventually disappear completely from the wizard's wand.

Removing the threads from a wand is not impossible; many powerful wizards can do it, but almost no one does it.

The reason is very simple—if someone were to check, the truth would be exposed immediately, and they would be severely punished.

After taking one last look at the room he had lived in for 10 years, Angell closed the door with slightly mixed feelings.

Most likely... he'll never come back!

He used a levitation spell to make the box float beside him, and followed Lucius into the Malfoy family's secret storeroom.

Angor wasn't particularly curious about the dark magic items here—what hadn't he seen when he was the Dark Lord?

Even if the memory has become blurred, when seeing many things, one can still subconsciously recall a lot of information.

Yes, that's why when he's studying, he flips through books so quickly that it makes people think he's "pretending to study hard."

After seeing the box of wands that Lucius had taken out, Angor fell silent.

Where did the Malfoys get so many wands?

He turned to look at Lucius, who coughed lightly, somewhat embarrassed.

"Cough... Many people died in the Wizarding War, and many of their wands were lost. I found some and kept them."

Angel nodded, looking as if he believed him.

However, in his heart he thought, "Crime looting is a great way to get rich!"

vold: "..."

It's as if these wands can actually be sold.

Angor picked through the pile of wands and finally picked up a maple wand.

He held it in his hand and waved it around: "It feels alright, no problem using it..."

He turned to look at Lucius, only to find the other staring blankly at the wand in his hand.

"what happened?"

A bitter smile slowly appeared on Lucius's face.

“The Maple Wand chooses an ambitious master, which is indeed very suitable for you. I remember this wand; it once belonged to another of your servants.”

Angell's expression also became somewhat strange.

Lucius is picking up his own people even while he's already taken advantage of them?

but……

"When you choose Death Eaters, do you always choose those who will give you their wands?"

Vold protested again: "Can you stop taking all the good things for yourself and pushing these inexplicable things onto me?"

With things mostly settled, Angell turned to Lucius: "My version of events will be that I had a huge fight with my family and ran away from home. Got it?"

Staring into the boy's blood-red eyes, Lucius suddenly felt immense pressure.

Although he had previously thought Angell was somewhat aloof, now, looking into those eyes, he felt fear.

Although he knew perfectly well that the Dark Lord was not as strong as he had been before, and that he would be affected by his physical condition and undergo some subtle changes in his personality.

Think again about what Angell just said...

Lucius began with some difficulty:

"What...what did they argue about?"

Angell's expression was somewhat strange:

"Because... poor Angell finally couldn't bear his parents' neglect any longer, especially with his older brother, who was the pampered control group."

He coughed lightly, and the taste of blood rose in his throat again.

However, Angell never mentioned his true physical condition.

Lucius gasped inwardly.

He always felt that he would be silenced someday...

He wanted to say something more, but Angell had already turned and left.

He walked up the stairs and through the corridor to the fireplace, where he took out Floo Powder from the box.

Turning to look at Lucius, who was still following behind him, Angor's smile widened:

"This scene has to be made realistic, otherwise I won't have an excuse to get close to Harry Potter and Dumbledore after school starts."

"And... now that things have been discussed and there's an oath in place, as long as you keep the oath, Draco will be absolutely safe at Hogwarts."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the flames.

"Break the Cauldron Bar!"