Vol 4 Chapter 65 Christmas present Lucius!

“Boom!”

Several bolts of lightning flashed through the air, and heavy rain fell in Wiltshire.

The rain crackled on the tombstones in the Malfoy family cemetery, but Lucius Malfoy’s golden tombstone was avoided.

Draco Malfoy stood in front of the tombstone, wand in hand.

He cast spells on his father’s cemetery to protect it from rain.

It seems that this will protect Lucius.

“I’m sorry, father…”

Draco was holding the tombstone with tears streaming down his face. At this moment, he took off his mask and cried like a child.

“Father!”

“I don’t know why I went to Gryffindor…”

“I’m afraid I’m not doing well!”

“I’m afraid that I can’t find friends and that they will bully me!”

“My greatest fear is that the Malfoy family will fall and end in my hands!”

“Father? If it were you, what would you do?”

Draco curled up holding his legs.

“Teach me, father.”

Draco was very sad, and he wanted to avenge his father and kill all the **** vampires.

But powerless.

“boom!”

A red cloth bag suddenly fell from the air.

There seemed to be a round thing in the bag, and it rolled to Draco’s feet.

“duang!”

There seems to be a spring installed in the bag that pops the contents out.

“What?” Draco was startled, jumped up and saw clearly, it was a human head!

His neck was covered with blood, but his face was pale, and four fangs were exposed in his mouth.

“Who!!”

Draco held his wand and looked around, panting heavily from his nose.

“Oh – little Draco.”

A dry voice fell from the sky, and a black wind blew around Draco, and a man came out of the wind.

He was wearing a mask and a black cloak and was about the same height as Draco.

“Who are you?” Draco pointed his wand at him warily.

“who I am?”

He asked back.

Slowly walked down Lucius’s graveyard, turned to face Draco, croaked.

“who I am!!”

“They dare not mention my name!”

“They call me the Dark Lord!”

“I prefer my name: Voldemort.”

Ron raised his hands high and shoved his nose in front of Draco.

“I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it! Where did you come from! Get out!”

Draco shook his head frantically, and pointed his wand at Ron as he stepped back, “Pass out!”

“boom!”

Ron put his wand across his chest and knocked off the stun spell.

“Learning in the library is always useful, right?”

Ron said jokingly.

Draco thought: How does he know I’m always in the library?

The next scene made Draco’s eyes red.

Ron pointed his wand at Abraxas Malfoy’s tomb, the seal was opened and the coffin flew out!

“Bastard, smashed to pieces!!”

Draco doesn’t allow anyone to insult his family!

“Armor!” Ron blocked the attack again, with a twisted smile under the mask: “I read you right, little Draco.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and chanted the incantation towards the coffin:

“Father’s bone, unintentionally donated, can make your son regenerate!”

A small piece of bone flew out of the coffin.

“Abraxas, I’m sorry to open your coffin.”

Ron was expressionless, and strode up to Draco after speaking.

With murderous intent, he asked Draco, “Where are the Malfoy house-elves? Tell me! I’m resurrecting your father!”

“What? What did you say?”

Draco desperately suppressed his fear and opened his eyes wide. “My father can be resurrected? Who are you?”

“I said I was Voldemort!”

Ron shouted, and then in a light tone: “I’m giving you a Christmas present, resurrecting Lucius.”

Draco said shaky: “No, no, you can’t…”

“enough!”

Ron didn’t have the patience to talk so much, he ran back and forth between England and France, and used a lot of spells.

Voldemort felt very bad.

Lucius must be resurrected as soon as possible!

Voldemort didn’t want to do all the little things himself.

“Father’s bones, donated unintentionally, will regenerate your sons. Servant’s flesh, donated voluntarily, will regenerate your masters. The blood of your enemies, compelled to donate, will resurrect your enemies.”

Voldemort’s roar echoed in the rainy night.

“It’s an ancient magic that can bring back to life your dear father, my loyal friend Lucius Malfoy—completely!”

Ron walked quickly to Draco, pulled on Draco’s collar and shouted: “I ran to France for your father, killed a group of vampires, and brought this dirty head to his grave by the way!”

Ron shook his wand, and the vampire’s head slammed open, and clumps of blood fell to the ground.

“Your grandfather offered his bones, and now there’s only one servant’s flesh missing—tell me! Your house-elf! Why can’t I save some snacks, Draco?”

Ron conjured up a large cauldron filled with black liquid.

With a wave of his wand, the blood of the vampire and the bones of Abraxas Malfoy flew in.

“Say!”

Ron stared at Draco.

Draco intuition that he was locked by a snake, did not dare to let out the air, and said dumbly: “Dobby! My… Dobby is in Hogsmeade’s Magic Revival Item Shop.”

Ron whizzes and Apparates away.

When he came back again, he was holding a house-elf in his hand, it was Dobby.

“Hum, Moriarty, as you can’t imagine, I’ve left you some good stuff in your dear Mrs. Slytherin’s shop! When something nice happens to you, that stuff– -boom!”

“Jie Jie Jie!”

Ron laughed like a madman.

Dobby struggled uncomfortably.

“Little master, oh little master! Help me!”

Draco looked disgusted. “Dad punished you for being an unfaithful house-elf.”

“Yes, house-elves are only fit to be servants to wizards.”

Ron raised his head, his wand slashing Dobby’s neck like a sharp knife.

“Pfft!”

Dobby, with the corpse separated, falls into the cauldron.

A series of blisters appeared from the liquid inside.

Clouds of gray smoke rose, and then Lucius stood up from the liquid!

“dad?”

Draco couldn’t imagine his eyes.

But the familiarity of father all shows that the man in front of him is Lucius?? Malfoy!

Lucius is back!

Draco couldn’t help cheering.

“My friend, you are the first Death Eater to be resurrected by Voldemort.”

Ron strode forward, grabbing Lucius’ left arm before he could react.

The wand resisted the black mark on it, and a trace of magic was passed in.

“Ugh!”

Lucius, who had no idea what was going on, felt a tingling pain in his left arm.

The familiar sense of oppression and trembling made Lucius realize that the Ron in front of him was Voldemort!

“The Dark Lord… my lord!”

Lucius looked at Ron in shock, clutching his arms.

“Now, they know I’m back – Death Eaters.”

Ron let go of Lucius and walked over to the father and son.

“Malfoy?”

“Owner.”

Lucius conjured a robe for himself, and after putting it on, he knelt down on one knee and knocked Draco down behind him.

“Oh, don’t block him, Lucius.” Ron looked kindly, “Draco helped me a lot during my resurrection, he’s not a kid anymore, he’ll be a new generation of Death Eaters. ”

“Oh no!” Draco yelled in horror.

“No?” Ron laughed and let out a roar of Voldemort: “You can’t refuse me! Lucius is the only Death Eater to be resurrected by me. It’s an honor for the Malfoy family!”

“Yes, yes! Yes, my master.”

Lucius quickly agreed, he wanted to sacrifice the wealth of the Malfoy family to keep Draco.

But Ron smiled: “I’m afraid you still don’t know the current situation? Let Draco tell you.”

An hour later, Lucius finally learned what happened after his death.

“What? What did you say?”

Lucius clutched Draco’s arm tightly, his expression contorted.

Ron walked gently beside him and joked: “Did you hear me, my friend? Your wife, Narcissa?? Malfoy became Narcissa?? Black, now Mrs. Slytherin, maybe Is she kissing me with Moriarty?”

“And your estate? It’s gone, Malfoy Manor? Sorry, Draco. How did you say Malfoy Manor was gone?”

Draco shook his head ignorantly: “I heard that the dark wizard of Dongying did it.”

“Dongying, Dark Wizard?” Ron snorted. “Trust me, Lucius. I will avenge you. Now we have a unified enemy—”

“Moriarty?? Slytherin!!”

Voldemort bit down on every word, his body was full of hatred and murderous intent.

“Right Lucius? Kill him and I’ll take back the Slytherins. You take back Narcissa?? Black.”

Ron induces Lucius, he does not believe that this man will not be tempted.

“don’t want!”

Draco summoned the courage to retort, stared carefully at Lucius and said, “Dad, though, um… but I’ll say Mr. Moriarty is a good man, um… Narcissa?? Black and Mo Riati is true love, let’s not disturb them.”

“No! Do you know what you’re talking about?” Ron yelled angrily at Draco: “Honor of the Malfoy family! Lucius, Draco, you must shoulder it!”

Lucius murmured, “Good master, good.”

Ron frowned when he saw Lucius’ lost face, and ordered, “I want you to visit our former friend!”

“They didn’t come here, they thought I was done, UU reading www.uukanshu.com thought Moriarty, a fake Slytherin, could shelter them!”

“They were wrong!”

Ron cast a scarlet spell on a tree, and the tree was shattered!

“Go Lucius, visit and announce your return by the way!”

Ron patted Lucius on the shoulder.

“Then, you father and son, come with me. The next day, I will take you to a place where my most faithful believers are.”

After Ron finished speaking, he turned into black smoke and left, taking Draco with him by the way.

Lucius’ face was ashen, and he visited a large number of friends overnight.

Including the Parkinson family, the Nott family, the Greenglass family, the Crouch family, and several senior officials of the Ministry of Magic.

As well as former friends Crabbe and Goyle, as well as Mrs. Shabiny and Minister Fudge.

Without exception, these people expressed their shock at Lucius’ resurrection, but they didn’t show anything else.

The British magic circle also knew the news of Lucius’ resurrection.

It was Horace Slughorn, the pure-blooded patriarch, who gave Lucius a room so that Lucius, his son, and Ron would not be homeless.

This made Lucius admiration for Horace Slughorn.

In the middle of the night, Lucius lay in bed for a long time, and he remembered what the woman said to him when he visited Madame Chabini…