[Comprehensive] The game of the god of crossing

Spider's End

Looking at the messy streets and dilapidated houses, Lucius frowned almost to a quarter past nine.

Covering his nose lightly with a scented handkerchief to block the smell that wafted from time to time, Lucius muttered 'Jemini' in his heart, gritted his teeth and walked into this dirty street.

Lucius really couldn't believe that this place would be the place where the only daughter of the Prince family lived. Although the Prince family's slovenly appearance was well-known among the nobles, it was just that they didn't dress up. I have never heard anyone describe it as 'dirty' for my body and place of residence.

This Irene Prince really opened Lucius's eyes. What is the origin of his Muggle husband, who actually fascinated the noble lady of Slytherin as if he had taken a love potion.

After walking for a while, Lucius looked down at his dusty leather shoes, and he vowed to burn them clean when he went back, leaving nothing behind.

Glancing at the mice with long pink tails in the corner, Lucius' expression became more serious.

Just when Lucius was hesitating whether to leave and find someone else to find Severus Snape, not far away, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground caught Lucius' attention.

Hearing the sound, Lucius became vigilant in his heart. Although there were no people walking around in Spider's End Alley at noon, Lucius was still on guard.

Pretending to put the handkerchief in his pocket, Lucius grabbed the pistol made with alchemy that he got from Voldemort in his pocket, and secretly pulled the trigger. Lucius' body was tense as he heard the voice direction.

As for why Lucius has things from the Muggle world in his hands, it is entirely because when the great traveler repaired Voldemort's soul, he deliberately reshaped his character, and with the integrity of his soul, Voldemort finally remembered himself. The strength unique to Muggles that I saw when I was a child.

Because of the influence of childhood memories, Voldemort became interested in the technology of the Muggle world, and sent a large number of squibs to the Muggle world to learn technology. Although these people can't do too difficult things, it is still very simple to make a pistol.

For this kind of pistol that can be triggered without magic, Voldemort naturally wants to equip his Lucius, which is the origin of the pistol in Lucius' hand.

Closer to home, Lucius carefully walked around a crumbling wall, and a large black mass caught his eyes.

The reason why it is described as a lump is entirely because this thing is completely black from head to toe.

Walking to the edge of the mass, Lucius stretched out his feet and turned him over, his gun ready to shoot.

"It's a man!" Lucius pulled his hand out of his pocket, squatted down to check the unconscious man.

After checking a lot, Lucius came to a conclusion that this person must have fainted from hunger.

Sighing, Lucius took out a bottle of potion from the space ornament Voldemort gave him, opened the man's mouth, and poured it all in one go.

"Oops." After the man drank all the medicine, Lucius remembered that just a spoonful of this medicine can save you from eating for a day, and if you drink this bottle, this person probably won't be hungry for a month .

While Lucius was staring blankly at the medicine bottle in his hand, over there, the person whom Lucius had inadvertently given a month's worth of medicine woke up.

Looking at the handsome young man frowning slightly in front of him, Severus couldn't help being stunned, "Who are you?" Is it an angel?

At this time, Snape hadn't had much contact with the magic world. Naturally, he didn't have the concept of elves. At this time, there was only one adjective in his mind for Lucius, and that was - angel.

"You're awake!" Hearing the sound, the dazed Lucius let go of his hand, and the potion bottle fell directly on Snape.

Seeing Lucius like this, Snape thought he had frightened him, and said softly, "Are you an angel?"

"Hehehe." With a dry smile, Lucius really didn't know what to say, so he simply said nothing.

Reaching out for the Portkey that was made into a bracelet, Lucius disappeared in front of Snape in an instant.

Seeing this, Snape hurriedly sat up and looked around for the trace of the angel.

"Where did you go?" Snape couldn't help but feel disappointed when he searched around, and grabbed the green grass beside him as if venting, only to find the medicine bottle that Lucius had just left behind. "This is..." Snape took the medicine bottle carefully with both hands, and looked at it.

I have to say that Voldemort was really kind to Lucius. Even if it was just a small medicine bottle, it was made of high-quality crystal, engraved with the proud work of the most famous master sculptor in the magic world.

Although Snape didn't know much about the magic world, he could see something extraordinary in this thing.

Carefully wiping off the dirt on the bottle, Snape thought about it, but he didn't have the courage to take it home after all.

If the bottle left by the angel was seen by that person, he would either sell it or smash it, he would be reluctant.

After hesitating for a moment, Snape tore off a large piece of cloth that was fairly clean and intact from the hem of his jacket, and carefully wrapped the bottle. After that, Snape put the bottle in his arms and trotted all the way to the By the small lake.

Snape found a plank and dug a deep hole under a tree.

Put the bottle into the pit, Snape lightly covered it with soil, and patted his hands vigorously to make the ground level. Then, Snape randomly grabbed two grasses from the side, and carefully planted them on the bottle he buried himself. The place.

After standing up and turning around a few times to make sure that there was no trace of digging, Snape saw that it was getting late, and then walked home step by step.

Here Snape went home, and over there, Lucius returned to the manor.

After changing all his clothes, Lucius called the house elf and ordered him to throw the clothes into the cooking stove.

Although he didn't understand what the little master was going to do, the house elf obediently carried out Lucius' orders.

After everything was ordered, Lucius remembered why he came here, and he actually forgot to find Severus.

Slamming the table hard, Lucius was extremely annoyed.

It was not easy for him to come across the Muggle world when Voldemort was away from the country, but now he is doing nothing, and he does not know how long it will be until the next opportunity to go to the Muggle world.

Besides, the one-time disapparation bracelet he had finally asked Nick Mailer to make was scrapped, where would he get another one?

Cursing secretly, Lucius only felt that the one who drank the whole bottle of potion was not the dirty boy but himself.

After being angry for a while, Lucius was really helpless. Anyway, he was already like this, so what else could he do.

Sighing, Lucius swore that next time he would go to Severus Snape first.