Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Each of Voldemort's Horcruxes has a demagogic effect.

Those who are close to it will inexplicably hear the whispers of the devil, the whispers of temptation.

Emotions are in a state of disintegration, corrosive hatred.

Greed and vanity, it is its specialty to induce these negative emotions from the hearts of others. The evil Horcrux can affect the people around them. These negative emotions can exist from nothing, or can be guided by and growth expansion.

Those who are not mentally stable will not be able to persevere under the constant scouring of the waves of countless negative emotions, and their emotions will become uncontrollable and irritable, and then intensify and intensify.

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

Malfoy let go of his tense mental defenses a little just now, and when he approached Nagini, he felt an evil invasion.

From this, it was immediately concluded that it was a Horcrux.

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

Nagini's long body is attached with smooth scales that not only deflect most weak spells, but also reduce the power of powerful spells.

Crucially, Nagini was almost inseparable from its owner, Voldemort.

Voldemort rarely had Nagini join him in battle, and most of the time, no one knew where Voldemort hid it.

Nagini will appear only in situations of crushing, or when punishing subordinates who do not perform well.

To kill it would mean a head-on confrontation with Voldemort.

The risk is too high.

Just as Malfoy began to think, the Dark Lord's words brought him back to reality.

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

All the Death Eaters were eating at once, and it looked like the Dark Lord had something to announce.

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

Voldemort looked very interested, looking at the boy in front of him, as if marking it, even if it could be regarded as a reward.

Malfoy's heart was a little resistant, 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 easily removed with some cleaning magic.

will accompany you for life.

However, Malfoy concealed this very well, and his face showed a feverish excitement. He quickly rushed to the table, a look of joy, and his black robe clacked 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 what to say, and her husband immediately grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Draco just came back, why can't the Dark Lord be considerate of him, our child is not yet an adult! Don't let him go into this muddy water! Death Eaters are not so good!" Narcissa panicked at her husband He whispered in his ear, and an unstoppable anxious look appeared on his delicate face.

I saw Lucius with a gloomy face, and slowly shook his head at her.

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

The Dark Lord is moody.

Asking for mercy 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 him from 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 who is about to be baptized by the benefactor.

Arms trembling with excitement..

Since you can't refuse, then of course you can't let yourself sacrifice in vain.

You have to hide your heart so that Voldemort doesn't see any abnormality.

"Today, all of you here will witness your unwavering loyalty." Voldemort waved his hand, and his dark robes rattled.

The fire snake acting as a light in the center of the ceiling swelled its body, and in an instant, the somewhat dim interior was completely illuminated.

"Ouch!" The werewolf took the lead and began to howl. They knew that they should roar loudly now, corresponding to Voldemort's actions.

Seeing this, Lucius subconsciously showed a look of disgust, because these beasts were too rude, making people unconsciously disgusted.

Voldemort looked at the reactions of his subordinates. He nodded with satisfaction, raised his skinny arms, waved his wand, and summoned a crimson flame, exuding a not-so-scorching heat, shining faintly in the air. of light.

A slightly dimmer than ordinary flame, and a little brighter than a fiery flame.

The deep demon flame drifted in the air, and finally gradually condensed and formed, like an extremely sharp carving knife.

The flame light fluctuated slightly, exuding a chilling evil aura.

Narcissa looked at the flames in horror, and soon, her son, who had come back with great difficulty, had to endure great pain again.

Just as the blade was about to drop, etched into the skin of Malfoy's arm, and pierced with the symbol of the evil Darkness, Narcissa tilted her head, closed her eyes, and squeezed her husband's hand tightly. arm.

dare not look again.

However, what was depressing was that the faint light suddenly went out in an instant.

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

Malfoy's heart beat violently a few times, as if a hammer slammed it hard for a moment, and then the blood in the whole body began to flow back, and the cold wind seemed to be swept by the cold wind behind him. His back was soaked in cold sweat.

The pale eyebrows twisted in surprise, and the eyelids blinked a few times quickly.

This sudden and abnormal change made him think of everything in an instant.

Maybe Voldemort discovered his secret?

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

In the gray eyes, there is a just right doubt, looking at the Dark Lord in front of him.

That look of alertness only made Voldemort suspicious.

Things haven't gotten to the worst of it yet, and you can't be in a mess.

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

"I have an interesting plan in mind, Draco." A low, soothing voice reached his ears.

Voldemort put down his wand slowly, his pale face showed some high-pitched emotions, the two slits of his nostrils were tightened, his scarlet tongue licked his bloodless dry lips, his snake eyes narrowed slightly, and then with a hoarse voice, Slowly and excitedly said:

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