Chapter 148 Slytherin Will Not Welcome Me
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Liu Yue Zhi Yuan Fei
Douglas snapped his fingers lightly, and the dilapidated diary, mixed with a smelly sock, flew down in front of Lucius.
Lucius' face changed drastically, and he didn't know whether it was because of the diary or the smelly sock.
With fear and anger, he quickly pulled the sock out of the diary and threw it aside.
I saw that sock just fell on the hand of Dobby who was on the side. Dobby stared at the sock in his hand tremblingly, as if it was some kind of holy object.
Of course, all coincidences are premeditated, and this sock has already been enchanted by Douglas.
No matter how Lucius threw the sock, it would fly right into Dobby's hand.
And Lucius, who was angry, didn't notice the scene behind him at all.
He took a careful look at the diary, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a calm tone:
"Professor Holmes, what do you mean?"
Douglas shrugged and said:
"Of course it is returned to the original owner, oh, it cannot be said that the item is returned to the original owner, so please hand it over..."
Before Douglas finished speaking, he heard Dobby talking to himself:
"The master gave Dobby a sock, and the master gave Dobby the sock."
Malfoy turned his head immediately, saw Dobby's appearance, and said annoyedly:
"what are you saying?"
Dobby said incredulously:
"Dobby got a sock thrown by the master, and Dobby caught it, and Dobby—Dobby was free."
Douglas finally couldn't help laughing:
"Mr. Malfoy, you are really a great wizard. I think giving house elves such a thing is unique among pure-blood families, right?"
Lucius Malfoy sat there, staring at the house-elf, then suddenly drew his wand, pointed at Douglas, and yelled:
"You made me lose my..."
Before he could finish speaking, Douglas restrained his whole body with a spell, and Lucius straightened up and slid off the chair.
In the end, before Lucius completely slipped down, Dobby said angrily:
"You are not allowed to hurt Mr.!"
After a loud noise, the back of Lucius, who was already stiff, hit the leg of the tea table directly and broke it.
Douglas looked at Lucius who was stiff all over with emotion, but tried hard not to let his tears flow down.
"Hey, the villain died of talking too much. Draco Malfoy is doing better than your father in this respect now."
Then he looked at his broken table leg speechlessly, and said to Dobby who was still excited standing aside:
"Dobby, guess why I don't use the attack spell."
Dobby looked sideways at Douglas, expressing his incomprehension.
Douglas didn't explain either. He first repaired the damaged table leg with magic, and then took Lucius Malfoy's wand in his hand with a hook.
Finally, the curse on Lucius was lifted.
Lucius, who was lifted from the full-body restraint spell, immediately covered his waist and glared at Dobby viciously.
Dobby wanted to punish himself subconsciously, but was stopped by Douglas in time.
"You're a free house-elf now, don't be so afraid of him.
You can sit at my desk for a while now, the melon and fruit drink on the table...I mean you can eat the snacks as you like, and I want to talk to you about something later. "
Dobby trembled all over, resisting the urge to punish himself, and looked at Douglas with admiration:
"No one has asked Dobby to sit down for a snack yet, never..."
Douglas turned his head to look at Lucius, who was staring at him fiercely, and smiled contemptuously.
"It seems that in your heart, a servant is more important than your master...
Hehe, don't rush to deny it, you didn't pull out your wand when you saw that the things your master entrusted to you for safekeeping were damaged, but you only pulled out your wand when you lost your servant..."
Lucius looked at the diary that was still on the table, his pupils shrank for a while, resisting the pain in his waist, and said angrily:
"I don't know what you're talking about, I only know that you mud... Muggle-born wizard, for no reason attacked the head of the Malfoy family, one of the sacred 28 pure-blood families, I think Connelly ( Cornelius Fudge, Minister for Magic.) will certainly seek an explanation for me."
Douglas let out a long sigh:
"Oh~ I heard from the students that Mr. Draco Malfoy always likes to say that he is looking for his father when he encounters problems...
Haha, so the problem lies with you, Mr. Malfoy, as your child's teacher, I have to say a few words about you.
As parents, we must lead by example, give our children the best example, and be the best role model.
Educating children is a big event, and it is a serious matter. There is no room for sloppyness. It needs to be taken seriously by schools and parents......
When educating a child, it is better to set an example for him than to let him remember the rules..."
Now Lucius Malfoy not only feels pain in his waist, but also a pain in his brain. If it weren't for the wand in the opponent's hand, he would definitely throw an Avada and eat a big melon...
"Shut up! What the hell are you trying to do..."
Douglas put away his mocking expression and said seriously:
"It's a very clever plan, obviously you don't fully understand what this thing does, but you know it's your old Voldemort thing, and if he shows up at Hogwarts, it's bound to cause some riots.
Then you can take the opportunity to expel Headmaster Dumbledore from Hogwarts...
Of course, even if there is no movement, it will not affect you, because your original purpose is to avoid the investigation of the Ministry of Magic.
It wasn't until you were notified that Hogwarts discovered the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets that you realized that this diary is definitely not as simple as you thought..."
Lucius also calmed down. He knew that the other party would never dare to hurt him at Hogwarts, so he sneered, "Is there any evidence?"
Douglas shrugged and said with a sudden smile:
"No, but I can tell you a secret, that is, a piece of Voldemort's soul is hidden in this diary..."
Although Lucius would feel uncomfortable every time he heard the name Voldemort, but when he heard the news, he subconsciously covered his left arm, pale and trembling, and looked at Douglas in disbelief.
Douglas continued sarcastically:
"Tsk tsk, based on the information in your family, you should be able to find out what this is and how it is soon. Isn't this news amazing?"
Lucius Malfoy said tremblingly: "He's all dead, all dead!".
Douglas chuckled and said irrelevantly:
"Yes, since he is dead, what are you afraid of?"
Malfoy looked at Douglas in horror:
"Everything makes sense, no wonder you know the location of the secret room, it's you...it's him..."
Douglas took a sip of tea and said:
"Don't be so nervous, have you ever heard a saying that those who don't know are innocent, I am the only one who knows that you know the secret of the diary..."
Lucius sneered:
"You junior, how could you know the horror of the Dark Lord! But he is already dead, it's useless for you to threaten me with this."
Douglas looked at the stubborn Lucius and said:
"Do you not know whether he is dead or not? If the news of last year can be hidden from others, can it be hidden from you?"
Lucius thought for a while, and asked straightforwardly:
"What do you want? Power? Money?"
Douglas tapped the table and said:
"My request is very simple, don't make it difficult for Dobby in the future, other than that, I have no other requirements."
Lucius was taken aback, and looked at Dobby, who was carefully tasting the snacks, because the conversation between them was set with a soundproof spell, so Dobby couldn't hear the content.
Douglas added suddenly:
"By the way, I have a question, do you think you can really keep the so-called glory of your family with Voldemort's naive thoughts?
You didn't have a choice before, but now it's different. You can choose to prevent the other party from returning. After all, you betrayed him. Once he returns...
Of course, you can also continue to wait for the return of the other party, continue to choose to follow the other party, use your own family as a hostage, and achieve the so-called pure blood glory...
Don't get your hopes up too much though, you'll know when you go back and find out exactly what you ruined on him...
This is just an immature suggestion as your child's teacher, hehe, don't take it too seriously. "
Lucius froze for a moment, staring at Douglas, if he couldn't beat him...
Then he suddenly thought, isn't the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts cursed by the Dark Lord?Why is the other party still sitting here intact? Could it be that the Dark Lord is really dead?
He quickly threw the thought out of his mind, that person was really terrifying.
"I don't know what it means. Dumbledore is old. If the Dark Lord is not dead, then who can stop his return, rely on you? Or that childish savior... naive!"
Douglas looked at him with a smile on his face, but didn't speak.
He didn't really hope that he could rely on this to instigate this fool.
However, the other party calls himself a businessman, so he will inevitably weigh gains and losses. As long as a seed is planted in his heart, maybe he will turn his back faster than in the original book.
Douglas threw Lucius' wand to him.
After Lucius took the wand, he picked up the cane on the ground and inserted the wand with the snake head into it. wap.biqmgè
Then he grabbed the broken diary, turned and left angrily.
Dobby wanted to follow subconsciously, but then realized that he was already a free elf, and sat back timidly.
When Lucius walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said:
"If you're not Muggle-born, I think you must be a good Slytherin."
Douglas looked up 45 degrees and said sadly:
"No, Slytherin will definitely not welcome me!"
Lucius' face changed drastically, and he didn't know whether it was because of the diary or the smelly sock.
With fear and anger, he quickly pulled the sock out of the diary and threw it aside.
I saw that sock just fell on the hand of Dobby who was on the side. Dobby stared at the sock in his hand tremblingly, as if it was some kind of holy object.
Of course, all coincidences are premeditated, and this sock has already been enchanted by Douglas.
No matter how Lucius threw the sock, it would fly right into Dobby's hand.
And Lucius, who was angry, didn't notice the scene behind him at all.
He took a careful look at the diary, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a calm tone:
"Professor Holmes, what do you mean?"
Douglas shrugged and said:
"Of course it is returned to the original owner, oh, it cannot be said that the item is returned to the original owner, so please hand it over..."
Before Douglas finished speaking, he heard Dobby talking to himself:
"The master gave Dobby a sock, and the master gave Dobby the sock."
Malfoy turned his head immediately, saw Dobby's appearance, and said annoyedly:
"what are you saying?"
Dobby said incredulously:
"Dobby got a sock thrown by the master, and Dobby caught it, and Dobby—Dobby was free."
Douglas finally couldn't help laughing:
"Mr. Malfoy, you are really a great wizard. I think giving house elves such a thing is unique among pure-blood families, right?"
Lucius Malfoy sat there, staring at the house-elf, then suddenly drew his wand, pointed at Douglas, and yelled:
"You made me lose my..."
Before he could finish speaking, Douglas restrained his whole body with a spell, and Lucius straightened up and slid off the chair.
In the end, before Lucius completely slipped down, Dobby said angrily:
"You are not allowed to hurt Mr.!"
After a loud noise, the back of Lucius, who was already stiff, hit the leg of the tea table directly and broke it.
Douglas looked at Lucius who was stiff all over with emotion, but tried hard not to let his tears flow down.
"Hey, the villain died of talking too much. Draco Malfoy is doing better than your father in this respect now."
Then he looked at his broken table leg speechlessly, and said to Dobby who was still excited standing aside:
"Dobby, guess why I don't use the attack spell."
Dobby looked sideways at Douglas, expressing his incomprehension.
Douglas didn't explain either. He first repaired the damaged table leg with magic, and then took Lucius Malfoy's wand in his hand with a hook.
Finally, the curse on Lucius was lifted.
Lucius, who was lifted from the full-body restraint spell, immediately covered his waist and glared at Dobby viciously.
Dobby wanted to punish himself subconsciously, but was stopped by Douglas in time.
"You're a free house-elf now, don't be so afraid of him.
You can sit at my desk for a while now, the melon and fruit drink on the table...I mean you can eat the snacks as you like, and I want to talk to you about something later. "
Dobby trembled all over, resisting the urge to punish himself, and looked at Douglas with admiration:
"No one has asked Dobby to sit down for a snack yet, never..."
Douglas turned his head to look at Lucius, who was staring at him fiercely, and smiled contemptuously.
"It seems that in your heart, a servant is more important than your master...
Hehe, don't rush to deny it, you didn't pull out your wand when you saw that the things your master entrusted to you for safekeeping were damaged, but you only pulled out your wand when you lost your servant..."
Lucius looked at the diary that was still on the table, his pupils shrank for a while, resisting the pain in his waist, and said angrily:
"I don't know what you're talking about, I only know that you mud... Muggle-born wizard, for no reason attacked the head of the Malfoy family, one of the sacred 28 pure-blood families, I think Connelly ( Cornelius Fudge, Minister for Magic.) will certainly seek an explanation for me."
Douglas let out a long sigh:
"Oh~ I heard from the students that Mr. Draco Malfoy always likes to say that he is looking for his father when he encounters problems...
Haha, so the problem lies with you, Mr. Malfoy, as your child's teacher, I have to say a few words about you.
As parents, we must lead by example, give our children the best example, and be the best role model.
Educating children is a big event, and it is a serious matter. There is no room for sloppyness. It needs to be taken seriously by schools and parents......
When educating a child, it is better to set an example for him than to let him remember the rules..."
Now Lucius Malfoy not only feels pain in his waist, but also a pain in his brain. If it weren't for the wand in the opponent's hand, he would definitely throw an Avada and eat a big melon...
"Shut up! What the hell are you trying to do..."
Douglas put away his mocking expression and said seriously:
"It's a very clever plan, obviously you don't fully understand what this thing does, but you know it's your old Voldemort thing, and if he shows up at Hogwarts, it's bound to cause some riots.
Then you can take the opportunity to expel Headmaster Dumbledore from Hogwarts...
Of course, even if there is no movement, it will not affect you, because your original purpose is to avoid the investigation of the Ministry of Magic.
It wasn't until you were notified that Hogwarts discovered the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets that you realized that this diary is definitely not as simple as you thought..."
Lucius also calmed down. He knew that the other party would never dare to hurt him at Hogwarts, so he sneered, "Is there any evidence?"
Douglas shrugged and said with a sudden smile:
"No, but I can tell you a secret, that is, a piece of Voldemort's soul is hidden in this diary..."
Although Lucius would feel uncomfortable every time he heard the name Voldemort, but when he heard the news, he subconsciously covered his left arm, pale and trembling, and looked at Douglas in disbelief.
Douglas continued sarcastically:
"Tsk tsk, based on the information in your family, you should be able to find out what this is and how it is soon. Isn't this news amazing?"
Lucius Malfoy said tremblingly: "He's all dead, all dead!".
Douglas chuckled and said irrelevantly:
"Yes, since he is dead, what are you afraid of?"
Malfoy looked at Douglas in horror:
"Everything makes sense, no wonder you know the location of the secret room, it's you...it's him..."
Douglas took a sip of tea and said:
"Don't be so nervous, have you ever heard a saying that those who don't know are innocent, I am the only one who knows that you know the secret of the diary..."
Lucius sneered:
"You junior, how could you know the horror of the Dark Lord! But he is already dead, it's useless for you to threaten me with this."
Douglas looked at the stubborn Lucius and said:
"Do you not know whether he is dead or not? If the news of last year can be hidden from others, can it be hidden from you?"
Lucius thought for a while, and asked straightforwardly:
"What do you want? Power? Money?"
Douglas tapped the table and said:
"My request is very simple, don't make it difficult for Dobby in the future, other than that, I have no other requirements."
Lucius was taken aback, and looked at Dobby, who was carefully tasting the snacks, because the conversation between them was set with a soundproof spell, so Dobby couldn't hear the content.
Douglas added suddenly:
"By the way, I have a question, do you think you can really keep the so-called glory of your family with Voldemort's naive thoughts?
You didn't have a choice before, but now it's different. You can choose to prevent the other party from returning. After all, you betrayed him. Once he returns...
Of course, you can also continue to wait for the return of the other party, continue to choose to follow the other party, use your own family as a hostage, and achieve the so-called pure blood glory...
Don't get your hopes up too much though, you'll know when you go back and find out exactly what you ruined on him...
This is just an immature suggestion as your child's teacher, hehe, don't take it too seriously. "
Lucius froze for a moment, staring at Douglas, if he couldn't beat him...
Then he suddenly thought, isn't the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts cursed by the Dark Lord?Why is the other party still sitting here intact? Could it be that the Dark Lord is really dead?
He quickly threw the thought out of his mind, that person was really terrifying.
"I don't know what it means. Dumbledore is old. If the Dark Lord is not dead, then who can stop his return, rely on you? Or that childish savior... naive!"
Douglas looked at him with a smile on his face, but didn't speak.
He didn't really hope that he could rely on this to instigate this fool.
However, the other party calls himself a businessman, so he will inevitably weigh gains and losses. As long as a seed is planted in his heart, maybe he will turn his back faster than in the original book.
Douglas threw Lucius' wand to him.
After Lucius took the wand, he picked up the cane on the ground and inserted the wand with the snake head into it. wap.biqmgè
Then he grabbed the broken diary, turned and left angrily.
Dobby wanted to follow subconsciously, but then realized that he was already a free elf, and sat back timidly.
When Lucius walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said:
"If you're not Muggle-born, I think you must be a good Slytherin."
Douglas looked up 45 degrees and said sadly:
"No, Slytherin will definitely not welcome me!"
