Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"But it doesn't mean that I approve of your actions and conclusions." Zoe interrupted her coldly, "I know how the people who really care about him think of him, and what kind of person he is, that's enough. Yes. But if you think I will tolerate you unscrupulously discrediting him, then you are very wrong."

Chapter Three Candy and Whip (Part 2)

With Rita’s always exaggerated and dramatic reporting style, I don’t know how many people have offended her. The reason why she was able to stand here instead of being cursed lying in Saint Mungo, besides being vigilant, Because she is a person who knows current affairs and knows when to move forward, when to stop, and when to step back outside the "line".

"Then what do you want me to do?" She was faintly afraid of such Zoe, but there was a certain gloomy pleasure in her heart.She believes that more people are closer to the facts, and her presumably professional instincts are clamoring to report them, clamoring for her to dig deeper and deeper secrets, and expose all those so-called secrets to others.

"Of course, it's impossible not to write." Since she can realize her own value, Rita can calculate how many chips she still has. She knows that Zoe can't fall out with herself because of this, at least It shouldn't be now, "I have paid too much for this book. Money is only the simplest part."

Rita strengthened her tone to make herself sound more serious, and she needed to make Zoe understand that this was the bottom line.

"I will not stop you. Although you are a bastard who likes to pry into the privacy of others, other guys like you will not have such action. Your results have not violated our basic principles-based on facts."

"You can make others recognize a different Dumbledore, as long as you are on a neutral stand." Zoe said, "but you can't use those extremely provocative words as gimmicks."

"Selling books like this—"

"That's what you should deal with, not mine." Zoe glanced at her. "What you need is not the privacy of the deceased as your last resort to squeeze benefits, but the different but real Dumbu Lido appears in front of others. You can’t fail to know the true value of these news, nor can you not understand how they will affect Dumbledore’s prestige. Those inappropriate words will only destroy trust. This is absolutely not true. Allowed."

"Whether you want money or fame, you must first have life to enjoy it." This was already a threat, and Rita opened her mouth.

"I don't understand. If you really respect Albus Dumbledore as you show, then what about you..."

"This doesn't need you to care too much. I don't need you to'help' me write a biography, unless you can live longer than me." She was silent for a moment, "If this is the case, how would someone write it again? what differences are there?"

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The door of the living room creaked open to both sides, and two men in black robes walked in silently.Their footsteps were absorbed by the carpet under their feet, and they were almost unheard.As soon as they walked in, the Death Eater who was sitting at the long table in the living room would cast his eyes on the two of them. No one dared to say hello to them before the Dark Lord.

As the only anomaly who participated in the meeting, Zoe never focused on Yaxley and Snape once. She was staring at the wooden table in front of her in a daze. To be precise, she was counting the decorations. Pattern on the corners.

Bellatrix still had the look of hatred that would swallow her alive. The Malfoys were sitting near her. Lucius was sullen, but he cleverly made people feel his release to the Dark Lord. Humility; Narcissa couldn't help but focus on her only son, Draco sitting in the corner.

"You were almost late." Voldemort was sitting in the first seat, his bare chin, his voice cold.After the two men gave the salute, he narrowed the blood-red pupils and allocated seats for them.

For his servants, the more they are assigned to a seat closer to Voldemort, the higher their position in Voldemort's heart.Yaxley was placed next to Antonin Dolohov.And Snape, the name that also meant the wall grass in the hearts of some Death Eaters, was very jealously placed next to Voldemort's right.

Snape sat down in his seat, unaware of the jealousy, admiration, or admiration that seemed to stick to him, his face remained unchanged, and he didn't give anyone extra looks.As soon as he sat down, just like Yaxley, he cast his eyes on Voldemort and waited for his instructions.

"What's the progress about that?" Voldemort asked Snape.

Snape understood what he was talking about and nodded: "It’s next Saturday, Master. To be precise, it’s next Saturday evening. The Order of the Phoenix will arrange the transfer of Harry Potter and remove him from what he is now. To take it elsewhere."

"Next Saturday..." Voldemort whispered. He stared into Snape's eyes as if he was about to look into Snape's soul. He was using his mind to confirm whether Snape was lying.He could not find what was wrong, and looked away after a moment.

"No, Master!" Yaxley leaned forward, and when everyone's attention was on him again, he glanced at Snape triumphantly. "Severus made a mistake. It’s not next Saturday, Master. According to what I heard from a reliable person in the Ministry, they have confirmed that the transfer is only on the 30th. At that time, Potter will be seventeen years old in one night. No longer bound by the trace wire, it was only reasonable for them to transfer at that time."

There were different voices, and Voldemort looked at them thoughtfully.But Snape was not afraid to confront Yaxley. He retorted in a cold and firm tone, telling everyone that this was just one of the false news spread by the Order of the Phoenix in order to confuse the audience. This conclusion seemed very convincing.Voldemort also trusted him more, and Yaxley was about to speak when he was interrupted by his hand.

"So they would hide that boy in one of them's house?" Voldemort asked.

Snape nodded: "In order to protect that boy, the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic will definitely cast complex and rigorous magic. We must catch him before they reach the destination, otherwise it will be too late."

"You mean that once the plan fails, the boy will be out of my control forever?"

"Unless we can completely control the Ministry and lift the protection curse that the Ministry is responsible for before the boy disappears, then the safe house where Potter is hidden will also be flawed and we can take the opportunity to invade it."

"Master, please listen to me!" Yaxley hurriedly said. He didn't want all the credit to be taken away by Snape. "About this, I have brought good news-I have successfully given Pierce Sinknis cast the Imperius Curse. It is not easy to do this, because he is the director of the Magic Law Enforcement Department, and I not only need to get close to him, but also—"

Voldemort's raised hand stopped him from continuing."Yes, Yaxley. But it's not enough. If we can't guarantee a sufficient success rate and increase the number of manpower available, Scrimgeour and his Ministry of Magic will not be easily defeated."

"Scrimgeour is not our fellow. Since his existence is a hindrance, we can't let him live anymore." Voldemort said coldly, no one would be foolish enough to refute this.Scrimgeour is more suitable to be an executor than a governor, but this does not mean that he has done nothing after taking office. His tough and uncompromising wartime attitude, no matter what results, has indeed given the determination to resist. People are encouraged.

"Next Saturday, everyone must participate in combat, and I will reward him a hundredfold for those who catch Potter alive." The Death Eaters watched each other without concealing the excitement in their eyes, "I will fight and kill myself. To save the boy, lest he be trapped in good fortune to escape from his own destiny. Numerous mistakes and accidents caused all of this, and now is the time to get it back on track."

After that, several topics were discussed, and the meeting was finally dissolved.Voldemort disappeared outside the living room door, and Bellatrix chased after him, not forgetting to give Zoe a provocative look before leaving.

When the Death Eaters were almost gone, Zoe stood up slowly, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lucius.

"...We need to talk." Lucius looked around for a while before speaking softly.

Chapter 4 Malfoy

Every time I stepped on the gravel-surfaced path, there was a creaking sound under my feet.Lucius and Zoe walked forward aimlessly. Lucius obviously had a serious concern. He walked very slowly, his eyebrows were almost tangled together, and his lips were pressed tightly, as if trying hard. Restrained not allowing himself to speak.

Since he didn't take the initiative to speak, Zoe was happy to remain silent.At the same time, she was also guessing what Lucius was looking for.After Voldemort came back, life for the Malfoys was not easy.The former officials became a laughingstock in a sense. Although Voldemort chose Malfoy Manor as his headquarters, he took back his respect for Lucius and even took away the wand known as the wizard's life.

"Malfoy Manor has a long history." Lucius said without warning.He raised his hand to motion for Zoe to look at everything around him, "Starting with Armand Malfoy a thousand years ago, my family has acquired this land, and we have lived here for generations. Wealth, status, dignity, we have everything."

Use power to take away money and use money to bring dignity.For ten centuries, like a vulture greedily hovering over the carrion, Malfoys always appeared in the center of the regime.They do not prefer to let themselves become those in power, but prefer to stand by the side of those in power, build a good relationship with them, or fund them in order to obtain benefits.

Before the "International Confidentiality Act" was enacted, they would have a close relationship with the Muggles in power. Even for these people, Muggles are inferior, but as long as they hold the authority in their hands, Malfoy is not too It cares whether the people who ate with them are noble; and when the "International Secrecy Law" was enacted and the Ministry of Magic was established, they began to unite in the new center of power, and never talked about the past relationships.

"Do you remember my father, Max?"

"Mr. Abramaxus? Of course I remember." Zoe said. "He made a special trip to visit his father, but he closed the door. On the contrary, his father was too rude."

Lucius smiled bitterly, as if he was back when he was young. That's how his father led him to visit Siegel’s old house, but in the end he didn’t see the person he wanted to see: "Actually, I was very Angry, I feel that our family is underestimated." But what makes him even more puzzled is his father's calm attitude, as if he knew he would be treated like this.

"Since then, I have the idea that when I replace my father as the head of the family, I will stop interacting with the Siegel family." Lucius said, "Even if the old family rules require us to have a relationship with the Siegel family. Okay, but the Malfoy family’s principle of dealing with things is to stand on the side of power and money. Siegel can’t give us any of them, so we don’t have the obligation to please you... But later because of you, I almost want this thought. give up."

"In the sixth grade, my father suffered from dragon pox. You know, that disease was extremely difficult to cure, let alone his age and weakness at the time, almost 100% lethal." A gust of wind blows. , Lucius’s pale blond hair was fluttering in the wind, “I rushed to see him for the last time, he told some things that need attention, and soon died.”

"He repeatedly told me to maintain the friendship between the two families, and his father told him the same way." Lucius asked meaningfully, "Do you know why?"

"Malfoy likes to depend on the strong. They will not let themselves hold swords and shields, but will support the heroes they like and share power around them. This is your way of life for thousands of years." Zoe said softly. "You will not do things that are not profitable, and you will be close to others for no other reason than profitable."

"Then you must also know what we are after."

"Stop testing, Lucius. I'm not interested in the things you cling to."

"Then what is'Reaper'?" Lucius suddenly asked nonchalantly, "What does this thing refer to? Is it you? Or something you have? A prop? Power? Or..."

"No matter what it is, it will never be the thing that can take back your home and kill the person who took your wand." Zoe poked his temple with a finger with a smile, and Lucius' pupils shrank suddenly. "Lucius, this is a warning from an old friend. If you are careful, you should hide better. If someone knows it, your whole family will suffer."

"I—" Lucius was about to defend, when a rustling sound suddenly sounded from the right, he took a quick step back, and as soon as he reached into his arms, he remembered that the wand had been taken away by Voldemort, cold sweat came out.

A beautiful white peacock walked on the top of the hedge with its head high, and that sound was made by it.It haughtily looked down at the two people in the middle of the hedge, flicking its feathers and pacing away to the other side.

"I haven't seen it before." Zoe looked at the white peacock going away.

"...That was bought after you died, one of Draco's birthday gifts." Lucius' facial muscles twitched, but he finally endured the anger mixed with fear and fear.

"I am loyal to the Dark Lord." He was silent for a while, and said, "I have been his loyal servant from the beginning."

"But you finally find that he doesn't care about you that much, do you? Even if you do make many mistakes, you have a lot of credit. Tom ignored them. He took away your home, took away the stable days, and With your wand, guess what he will take next time?"

"I'm not over yet." Lucius said hoarsely, "I just need to take more credit, the master will see, he trusts Severus, because Severus brought him the results, as long as I Do the same and he will see my loyalty."