Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 417: The war begins

The dim sky was suddenly illuminated by a faint golden light, and a ray of sunlight cut through the clouds and spilled onto the earth.

This day is destined to be a restless day.

The atmosphere in Malfoy Manor in the afternoon was extremely heavy.

The hall was silent, and the flames of candles reflected the shadows of everyone on the stone wall, swaying with the floating of the flames.

The long table in front of Voldemort exudes a cold breath.

He didn't sit on the high throne, but at the long table.

"Today is destined to be an extraordinary day."

"I want to hear your thoughts." Voldemort gave his rare smile.

The smile made Malfoy's hair creepy.

Very distorted, different from the cruel and bloodthirsty smiles in the past, it seems to be a real smile from the heart.

But that's what made him even more frightened.

And while Malfoy was thinking, his mother suddenly stood up from her seat and knelt down in front of Voldemort.

"Master, please, don't let Draco go to the battlefield, he is not even an adult." Narcissa pleaded.

"Narcissa!" Lucius' voice became flustered and low, and there was no time to stop it for a while.

"Oh?" The Dark Lord looked at the woman with an expression that was difficult to fathom.

"Master, my mother may be a bit too nervous." Malfoy immediately stood up from his seat, arched, and explained with his head down.

Lucius also stood up and leaned forward.

"As a result, your family of three don't want to go to the front, do you?" Voldemort said in a thought-provoking tone.

Lucius and Narcissa have been excluded from the core due to the diary.

But their son still receives a very high level of trust.

"That's nothing." Voldemort shook his head and said pleasantly.

Malfoy's pupils suddenly shrank... He always felt that something went wrong.

"Master, thank you for your kindness." Narcissa said gratefully.

"It's impossible to enjoy the fruits of victory out of thin air..."

"I think about it..."

"You will take care of Nagini, Draco?"

Malfoy's palm suddenly squeezed into a fist, somewhat unbelievable.

Nagini is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. It was made when he re-emerged. It should have been Bertha Jorkins, or Muggle Frank.

But none of them died.

However, with Voldemort's character and the selection of Horcruxes, it must not be changed easily. Nagini has followed him for many years, in the forest of Albania, longer than his most loyal subordinates.

It couldn’t be better.

Malfoy opened his mind and verified it once before.

Just getting close, those distorted, evil, and fearful negative emotions are used like a tide.

Malfoy even tried to guess that Peter Pettigrew's disappearance might have been killed by Voldemort, which was the result of being angry.

To a large extent, Malfoy stayed here to seek opportunities and kill Nagini. He has been tirelessly seeking opportunities, and now, Voldemort has sent the butcher knife to his hand, so that he has a seed Unreal sense of unreality.

"Draco, what do you think?"

"Everything is up to you." Malfoy did not act very positively.

"That's what your mother wanted." Voldemort laughed triumphantly.

"It's in my bedroom, you can guard him later."

"Do you have any other objections" he asked afterwards.

Those present here with a little intelligence quotient responded with a roar.

"By the way, what about that mudblood?"

"It has been processed according to your request." Malfoy said humbly.

At this time, there was a crude wooden cart with a cross standing outside the hall. "Hermione" was **** like **** was tortured. His hands were tied into a horizontal line, and his head leaned slightly.

The scarlet eyes shrank suddenly.

Malfoy became a little nervous at once, for fear that something went wrong and was seen through.

"It seems that I have been worrying too much. I thought you would be a little softhearted. After all, many people are crazy for the so-called love. You are very sensible." Voldemort looked at the tortured "Granger". The tone was low, and he said very satisfied.

"Mudbloods are not worthy of you. Those humble **** will only be our playthings and slaves."

"She seems to have been stunned?"

"If she wakes up, she will obviously say some foul language to you, the host." Malfoy said respectfully.

"Thoughts are very thoughtful. I believe you can protect Nagini well and deserve my trust."

"Of course, my master". Malfoy stepped back and said respectfully.

Voldemort suddenly raised his head and looked at the brighter and brighter sky, then he gently waved the cuff of his robe.

"Go."

The werewolf screamed, and the vampire grinds his fangs.

The Death Eater army set off from Malfoy Manor in mighty force.

The prelude to the war has begun

The Malfoy family~IndoMTL.com~ looks like a spectator, silently watching the group of uninvited guests occupying the magpie's nest, and gradually leaving, leaving behind a mess and chaos.

"Dad, Mom, you guys go to Grimmauld Place now, I made Dobby a secret person."

Malfoy put his arms around his parents' shoulders and said softly.

This is a nearly unsolvable loop.

"Draco, you..." Narcissa stretched out her hand and gently brushed it across her son's short pale blond hair, with a pity in her eyes.

"Thank you mom, you helped me a lot." Malfoy smiled and lowered his head.

"What do you want to do, Draco." Lucius' voice was deep, very different from the usual ease.

"Dad, that's the thing to do." Malfoy's tone became cold, his eyes filled with determination.

His parents seem to have guessed what their son wants to do.