Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Each of Voldemort's Horcruxes has a deceptive effect.

Those who approach it will hear the whispers of demons and whispers of temptation inexplicably.

Emotions fell into collapse-like chaos, corrosive hatred.

Greed and vanity induce these negative emotions from the hearts of others. It is its specialty. Evil Horcruxes can affect people around them. These negative emotions can arise from nothing or be guided by them. And growth swells.

People who are not steadfast in their minds will face countless negative emotions, which are constantly washed away by the waves, and will not be able to persist, and their emotions will be uncontrollable and irritable, and then they will become more and more intense.

The dark side hidden in the heart will be exposed uncontrollably.

Malfoy slightly let go of his tense mental defense just now, and when he approached Nagini, he felt an evil attack.

This immediately concluded that it was a Horcrux.

But compared to the few hidden dead objects before, this Horcrux was too difficult to destroy.

The slippery scales attached to Nagini's long body can not only fly most of the weak magic spells, but also reduce the power of the powerful spells.

The most important thing is that Nagini is almost inseparable from its owner Voldemort.

Voldemort also rarely had the opportunity to let Nagini play with him, most of the time, no one knew where Voldemort hid it.

Nagini will usually appear in situations of crushing, or when he punishes subordinates who do not work well.

To kill it means that it is likely to confront Voldemort.

The risk is too high.

Just as Malfoy began to think, the words of the Dark Lord pulled him back to reality.

"Draco? What reward do you need." Voldemort asked suddenly, then raised his eyebrows.

The meals of all the Death Eaters stopped immediately, and it seemed that the Dark Lord had something to announce.

"By the way, I forgot. You haven't engraved the Dark Devil mark until now. As my most loyal subordinate, how can I miss this most important step?"

Voldemort looked very interested, looking at the boy in front of him, it seemed that the mark was engraved, even if it could be regarded as a reward.

Malfoy was somewhat resistant in his heart, but he was still mentally prepared for this step.

Undercover, it is unlikely that there will be no sacrifice, which is too light compared to life.

But after all, this is Voldemort's magic, and there may be some sequelae. Similarly, the skeleton-like mark is too evil and ugly, and it cannot be simply eliminated with some cleaning magic.

Will accompany myself for life.

However, Malfoy concealed this very well, and there was a feverish excitement on his face, and he rushed to the table quickly, with a look of joy, his black robe clashed as he ran.

As for the Lucius couple on the side, their expressions also changed at this time.

Narcissa took a step forward, thinking about something to say, and then her husband immediately held her wrist fiercely.

"Draco just came back. Why can't the Dark Lord understand him? Our child is not an adult yet! Don't let him wade in this muddy water! The Death Eaters are not so good!" Narcissa panicked to her husband. Whispering in her ears, an unstoppable anxious look appeared on her delicate face.

Lucius looked gloomy and shook his head slowly at her.

The pale and thin face didn't look very good, but he knew that Voldemort could not easily resist.

The Dark Lord is moody.

If you plead, it will only make matters worse.

And at least for now, this is not a bad result. It is better to reuse him than to exclude the edge of power.

At this moment, Malfoy stretched out his left arm eagerly and rolled up his cuff.

It is like a devout believer about to receive the baptism of the benefactor.

The arms trembled with excitement...

Since I cannot refuse, of course I cannot let myself sacrifice in vain.

"Today, everyone here will testify of your unwavering loyalty." Voldemort waved his hand, and his dark robe rattled.

The fire snake that acted as the light in the center of the ceiling expanded his body, and for a moment, the dim room was completely illuminated.

"Wow!" The werewolves in the zodiac took the lead and began to howl. They knew they should roar loudly now, corresponding to Voldemort's actions.

Lucius subconsciously showed a look of disgust when he saw this, because these beasts were so rude and unconsciously disgusting.

Voldemort looked at the reactions of his men in front of him. He nodded in satisfaction, raised his skinny arm, lightly waved his wand, and summoned a crimson flame, emitting a not-so-scorching heat, shining faintly in the air. Light.

Slightly darker than normal flames, and slightly brighter than Lihuo.

The deep demon flame was floating in the air, and finally gradually condensed into shape, like a sharp knife.

The flames fluctuated slightly, exuding a chilling evil aura.

Narcissa looked at the flames in horror. Soon, her son, who had finally returned, had to endure great pain.

Just as the sharp blade was about to hang down, etched into the skin of Malfoy's arm, and pierced the mark that symbolized the evil black demon, Narcissa tilted her head, closed her eyes, and squeezed her husband's palm with her palm. Arm.

Don't dare to look again.

However, what is depressing is that the faint light suddenly extinguished again.

In Voldemort's scarlet eyes, the blood-red eyes shrank suddenly and narrowed into a line.

Malfoy's heart beat a few times, as if it was a slam hammer on it for a moment, then the blood in his whole body began to flow against it, and the back seemed to be swept by the extremely cold wind. His back was soaked with cold sweat.

The faint eyebrows twisted in surprise, and the eyelids blinked quickly.

This sudden and abnormal change made him think about it in an instant.

Maybe Voldemort discovered his secret?

His right hand wanted to squeeze the wand in the cuff of the wand, but he forcibly restrained his behavior and forced himself to relax.

In the gray eyes, there was an appropriate doubt, looking at the Dark Lord in front of him.

That kind of guarded look only made Voldemort feel suspicious.

Things have not yet reached the worst point, and they can't mess around.

Later, he saw a smug smile on Voldemort's pale face.

"I thought of a very interesting plan, Draco." A low, soothing voice reached his ears.

Voldemort lowered his wand slowly, his pale face showed some high emotions, the two nostrils were tightened, the scarlet tongue licked the bloodless dry lips, the snake eyes narrowed slightly, and then he used a hoarse voice. Slowly and excitedly said:

"Do you still want to go back to school, Draco?"