Chapter 42: Diary in hand

Chapter 42: Diary in hand

A few minutes later, in the Malfoy family's castle, in a luxurious but simple and elegant reception room, Iger was squinting on a large soft sofa, his slender wand was pouted by his lips. Arched under the nose.

The intuition brought by the Fuling agent told him to wait for the other party to speak first...

Hermione sat timidly on the sofa beside Iger. She had no doubt that if Iger hadn't been sitting here, she would probably have been killed by the Malfoys.

And just now Iger rudely and unreasonably slapped a melon off his head, and Hermione was still extremely terrified.

"Outstanding boy..." Lucius sat generously on a luxurious crimson sofa and looked at Iger with an embarrassed smile, and forced a smile on his pale face like Draco: " Draco has told us many times about Iger's excellence. This time, our son admired you very much. Of course, he was also a little scared. As the heir of the Malfoy family, I honestly don't like it very much. See his cowardly look."

"I think... In the face of one's own powerlessness, cowardice is also a smart way to survive..." The corners of Iger's mouth were slightly raised, and his slender and tender fingers took the wand from his mouth: "I thought you should be concerned about this. I know it, Mr Malfoy..."

Iger's voice was very soft, and he looked into Lucius' eyes with a half-smile.

Malfoy's mouth twitched, and it seemed that he was not happy with what Iger said, but considering the murderous look of the other party when he came, Lucius nodded politely: "Of course, this is also the smart Slater. Lin Yi's way of life."

"No no no..." Iger bit his lip lightly and glanced at Malfoy who was sitting beside his mother: "The real Slytherins will never lack Gryffindor-style bravery, and their nobility will not let them Bowing at the feet of others, it seems that Mr. Malfoy, you are not aware of the problem until now..."

Lucius' old face suddenly became unbearable, but he still forcibly calmed down. Iger said that Avada killed Quirrell with his life, although it was not widely circulated and was suppressed by Dumbledore, but in the In a pure-blood family like them, they still know more about it.

"Of course, I never doubt the bravery of the Malfoy family, do you think so, Ms. Narcissa?" Iger pursed his lips and smiled: "For example... when someone threatens your husband's life, I think Ms. You will definitely stand in front of your husband..."

Hearing Iger's words, the Malfoy family showed a rare natural smile. Narcissa looked at Iger with admiration and nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

"But if Mr. Malfoy doesn't have enough place in your heart, then you can't tell..." Iger's words made several people's faces a little bit uneasy. They felt that talking to Iger was like a roller coaster, going up and down. …

Iger looked at Malfoy and gave him a very kind smile: "But if it were Draco, then I would definitely have no doubts about your courage, Ms. Narcissa..."

Narcissa's heart jumped when she heard Iger's words, she subconsciously reached out and took Draco into her arms, and nodded reluctantly.

Iger looked at the appearance of the three of them, and accepted it as soon as he saw it. He didn't have the strength of Dumbledore. Excessive provocation would only arouse the Malfoy family's rebellious psychology.

"I don't quite understand, Iger." Lucius nodded with a dry smile: "What are you trying to express to us?"

"I want to express a lot of things, the first point is..." Iger looked at a serpentine relief on the wall, and said without hesitation: "Unsurprisingly, Voldemort will be back in a few years."

Hearing Voldemort's name, the Malfoy family immediately shuddered and looked at Iger in horror.

"When he came back..." Iger turned his head to look at Lucius: "He found that his old friend was extremely luxurious and lived a peaceful and happy life with peace of mind. Guess what the reaction of the perverted murderer would be?"

Lucius smiled awkwardly: "How is that possible, the Dark Lord has been dead for many years..."

"Who said he was dead?" Iger looked at Lucius as if surprised: "As far as I know, that guy is hiding in a place waiting for his loyal servants to find him..."

"Tsk tsk...it's so sad...is it?" Iger said with a sympathetic expression: "Maybe he will let his old friends do some impossible things? So that they will die?"

Lucius' face darkened immediately, and it seemed that Iger had said something he didn't want to think about.

"Or occupy their luxurious mansion as a base for their own return?" Iger raised his index finger and shook it gently: "These are all uncertain things."

Lucius' face became even more ugly, and even Narcissa's complexion began to turn pale.

Narcissa is not a Death Eater, she doesn't even have the Dark Mark on her wrist, but the problem is that her beloved husband used to be a Death Eater.

"But I guess those are secondary..." Iger sneered: "For someone like Voldemort, obviously this level of revenge seems too low-level, I guess he is likely to assign those old The blood of a friend goes to assassinate Dumbledore, if you succeed, you will make a profit, if you fail, you will not lose..."

Narcissa's hand gripping Draco's shoulder suddenly became bloodless, her knuckles were pale, and her lips trembled slightly on her already pale face.

"Enough!" Lucius stood up abruptly and looked at Iger expressionlessly: "I wonder if Mr. Morriss is in the mood to stay for dinner, I'll let the house elf prepare it."

Lucius started to get angry. He felt that the stinky boy in front of him was so annoying, and he changed his name from his Christian name to his last name.

"I can protect Draco Malfoy." Iger said lightly, "Even the Malfoy family... What do you think?"

Just as Lucius was about to say something, Narcissa directly reached out to stop him.

"It seems that there is a clear-headed person here..." Iger nodded with a smile: "That's good..."

"We have no choice..." Narcissa took a deep breath and looked at her husband, her eyes gradually becoming firm: "We can't pin our hopes on that person's kindness..."

"Benevolence?" Iger grinned: "It's strange where you can see his kindness..."

"He's right, Lucius..." Narcissa's expression looked very bitter.

Lucius was stunned for a while, then slowly turned his head to look at Iger, and said in a low and unhurried voice: "What guarantee do you take?"

"I thought you could see my potential." Iger pouted.

"Potential and strength are two different things." Lucius' voice was hurried.

Iger stood up, walked slowly to Lucius, raised his head and looked at him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Pull out... your wand!"

A few minutes later, in the garden behind Malfoy Manor, Lucius was holding a silver snake head wand and Iger was at a distance.

"Bow!" Iger raised his wand, and the two bowed to each other, then pointed the wand to the ground, turned their backs to the opposite direction, and turned around at the same time after a few steps.

Lucius immediately fired a Disarming Charm over, and Iger flicked it, and the red curse disappeared immediately.

Lucius kept moving, the wand in his hand tapped quickly, and rays of light shot towards Iger. Iger waved his hand again to bounce off all the spells. After retracting the wand, he stretched out a few red rays of light towards Lucius. Go, Lucius flew backwards with a 'bang', and the wand in his hand flew into Iger's hand.

"Fear stems from weakness." Iger looked at the snake head wand in his hand expressionlessly, the snake head on it seemed to match his own lion head: "I can't even use a wand for you, your strength is as good as that of Siev. Less is far behind, if you have the strength of Severus, I think at least Voldemort won't knead you so casually, Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius covered his chest blankly, and nodded in a trance: "You are right, I think I have reason to believe you now."

The sharp pain in his chest made him wonder if Iger gave him a weapon or a broken body...

"I think the reason why you follow Voldemort is because his bloodline theory in the early stage can better support your status and interests." Iger threw the wand to Lucius: "But the great family that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, why? Nor will it gradually decline due to some inevitable reforms in the era, of course, the premise is that you are not the kind of pedantic fool..."

After crushing Lucius, Iger was not as polite as before, but quietly looked at the Malfoy family beside him: "The change of the times is necessary, either conform to the times and find a life suitable for pure blood. Either way, or live in the shadow of Voldemort, trembling, hoping not to be killed by his whim one day."

"If you still advocate power and want to follow the Dark Lord, then I don't mind becoming the Dark Lord and communicating with you as the Dark Lord, but I don't think it would be as harmonious as it is now... But if Mr. Malfoy If you can recognize the current situation, I can assure you that your Malfoy family will still have a place in the magical world in the future." Iger stepped forward to help Lucius, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What do you say, Malfoy gentlemen?"

Lucius nodded with a pale face, and followed Iger in a trance.

After a while, in the dining room of Malfoy's house, Iger looked at this noble and elegant place with admiration, and cut a piece of steak with a knife and fork, and then gently put it in his mouth, Hermione on the side looked like there was no Iger. With such a good appetite, eating at this place always makes her feel very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, because of what happened just now, the Malfoy family's attitude towards Hermione was unexpectedly harmonious. In fact, since Draco found out that Hermione and Iger had an extraordinary relationship, he never said anything too much to Hermione. .

He was afraid that Iger would kill him...

"How does it taste, Iger?" Lucius asked with a kind face looking at Iger next to him.

"It tastes good." Iger nodded: "Is this made by a house elf?"

"Yes, our house elf." Lucius cut the steak and nodded lightly, "Although I don't know which elf did it..."

"Which one?" Iger looked at Lucius suspiciously: "How many?"

"Not many, actually only a few." Lucius shook his head: "If you need to serve, I can send you one, Iger."

Iger nodded immediately: "Okay, can you let me choose?"

"Of course..." Lucius nodded, then called into the air, "You all come here!"

A few small figures suddenly appeared in front of several people, Draco frowned, and he seemed very dissatisfied with seeing these dirty things while eating.

Iger looked at the elves in front of him, and he found Dobby, who also had the most wounds on his body. It seemed that this weirdo among the elves was really not liked by the Malfoy family.

"I want this." Iger pointed to Dobby: "It seems that the little guy is quite pitiful."

"You have to be careful of Iger, this guy is a freak, he always wants to be free, so don't give them clothes." Draco whispered to Iger.

"Emmm... In fact, it's no secret that I like house-elves. Professor Dumbledore knows that I go to the Hogwarts kitchen every night for supper..." Iger nodded: "If he really wants that. If so, I will set him free."

Draco was suddenly embarrassed, he saw Hermione's angry eyes.

"From now on, Iger will be your master." Lucius pointed to Dobby and said.

Dobby nodded excitedly, and then disappeared beside Iger.

"Thank you for your gift, Mr. Malfoy." Iger looked at Lucius and smiled, then seemed to remember something: "Actually, I'm here mainly for one item."

Lucius's heart suddenly throbbed, and he had a bad premonition.

"I wrote it for a diary." Iger smiled: "I think you know what I'm talking about..."

Lucius' face was stiff, he didn't know what to say, and he felt a little mad in his heart. How did he know?

"I think you must have had a headache for that diary for a long time. Instead of harming an innocent life, let me help you destroy it..." Iger said with serious eyes: "In fact, I basically have something similar to that diary. I have already found it all, just destroy all those things, and the person you are afraid of will never come back... I think with the long history of your family, you should know what it is, so... "

Lucius thought for a while, then slowly left the dining table and walked towards the stairs. After a while, he came over with a simple black diary and placed it gently beside Iger's hand.

Iger picked up the notebook and looked at it. Several letters on the notebook caught his attention: Tom Riddle.

"Please...don't tell anyone else..." Lucius smiled reluctantly, nodding his head a little stiffly, while Iger nodded, and a flame burned in his hand, the notebook was not damaged at all, Iger smiled, this it is true.

Immediately put the notebook in his pocket, Iger nodded to Lucius: "I promise you, you will not regret it."

"I hope so..." Lucius seemed to have regretted it...

Although it has already fallen in the direction of Iger, the act of handing over the notebook to Iger is already cutting off his own back path, which is very unwise for the shrewd Slytherin, although Lucius is now bent on getting rid of this book. Diary, but even if it is released, it depends on the situation. For Lucius, it is best to throw away this diary without knowing it for no reason, then be picked up by Dumbledore and finally die with Dumbledore.

At the moment when Iger put away the book, the last trace of the medicinal effect of the Fuling agent gradually disappeared. After a while, Iger said goodbye to the Malfoy family, took Hermione's little hand and disappeared with a 'pop', and Lu Xiu disappeared. Si's eyebrows jumped.

Because Malfoy Manor, like Hogwarts, has been enchanted to prohibit Apparition and Apparition, but it seems that it has no effect on Iger.

A few minutes later Iger lay dizzy on the sofa at Granger's house, and Hermione looked at Iger worriedly.

"Iger, are you all right?" Hermione's little hand held Iger's hand tightly.

"It's okay, just a little dizzy..." Iger shook his head: "It's much more comfortable than Apparating from Hogwarts. Hogwarts is hundreds of kilometers away, how far is Malfoy's house..."

Looking at Dobby who came back with him, Iger looked at him and smiled: "In this way, there will be no problems at Hogwarts this year, so don't meddle in your business."

I took off the socks and threw them to Dobby. Iger smiled at Dobby who was crying with excitement: "You are free, of course, if you are willing to stay with me, I will also pay you some wages. , how about ten galleons a month?"

"Mr. Iger is really very, very great..." Dobby said with tears in his eyes, looking very excited: "But Dobby is willing to work for Mr. Iger, and Dobby only needs two Galleons."

"No, too few..." Hermione said hurriedly.

Dobby suddenly whimpered: "Miss Granger is also a good person, you are all great wizards."

Hermione's face was flushed, and she looked embarrassed by what Dobby said.

"Before that... you'd better clean up your dirty pillowcases." Kaka gave Dobby a strange look: "Master Iger doesn't like dirty elf, Master Iger likes Kaka like this Clean elf."

It seems that Kaka hates Dobby who needs a salary. In fact, it is the same. Dobby's weird personality has always been disgusting to his family, but this is very pleasing to Hermione. The initial conception of the elves...