Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

"Boom!"

Several bolts of lightning flashed across the sky, and it rained heavily in Wiltshire.

The raindrops pattered on the tombstones in the Malfoy family cemetery, except Lucius Malfoy's golden tombstone.

Draco Malfoy stood in front of the tombstone, holding a wand in his hand.

He enchanted his father's grave to protect it from rain.

It seems that this can protect Lucius.

"I'm sorry, father..."

Draco held the tombstone with tears streaming down his face. The mask he usually pretended to be aloof took off at this moment, and he cried like a child.

"Father!"

"I don't know why I went to Gryffindor..."

"I'm afraid I'm not doing a good job!"

"I'm afraid that I won't find friends and that they will bully me!"

"The thing I fear most is the decline and end of the Malfoy family in my hands!"

"Father? What would you do if it were you?"

Draco curled up with his legs crossed.

"Teach me, father."

Draco was extremely sad. He wanted to avenge his father and kill all the damn vampires.

But nothing can be done.

"Bang!"

A red bag suddenly fell from the air.

There seemed to be a round object inside the bag, and it rolled to Draco's feet.

"Duang!"

There seems to be a spring installed in the bag, which pops out the contents.

"What?" Draco was startled, jumped up and saw clearly, it was a human head!

His neck was covered in blood, but his face was pale and four fangs were exposed in his mouth.

"who!!!"

Draco held his wand and looked around, breathing heavily through his nose.

"Oh - little Draco."

A dry voice fell from the sky, a black wind blew beside Draco, and a man stepped out of the wind.

He wore a mask and a black cloak, and was about the same height as Draco.

"Who are you?" Draco pointed his wand at him warily.

"who I am?"

he asked back.

He walked slowly down to Lucius's graveyard, turned around and faced Draco, smiling strangely.

"who I am!!!"

"They dare not mention my name!"

"They call me the Dark Lord!"

"I prefer my name: Lord Voldemort."

Ron raised his hands high and smacked Draco hard.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Where did you come from? Get out!"

Draco shook his head wildly, pointed his wand at Ron as he backed away, "Collapse!"

"Bang!"

Ron held his wand across his chest and knocked away the stun spell.

"Studying in the library is always useful, right?"

Ron said jokingly.

Draco thought: How does he know I'm often in the library?

The next scene made Draco's eyes turn red.

Ron pointed his wand at Abraxas Malfoy's grave, the seal was opened, and the coffin flew out!

"Asshole, shattered to pieces!!!"

Draco would not allow anyone to insult his family!

"Armor protection!" Ron blocked the attack again, a twisted smile appeared under the mask: "I saw you right, little Draco."

After speaking, he turned around and chanted a curse towards the coffin:

"If you don't intend to donate your father's bones, your son can be reborn!"

A small piece of bone flew out of the coffin.

"Abraxas, I'm sorry to have opened your coffin."

Ron's face was expressionless, and after speaking, he strode up to Draco.

With an overbearing murderous intent, he asked Draco: "Where is the house elf of the Malfoy family? Tell me! I am resurrecting your father!"

"What? What did you say?"

Draco tried his best to suppress his fear and opened his eyes wide, "Can my father be resurrected? Who are you?"

"I said I was Voldemort!"

Ron yelled, and then said in a light tone: "I'm giving you a Christmas gift, resurrecting Lucius."

Draco said tremblingly: "No, no, you can't..."

"Enough!"

Ron no longer had the patience to talk so much. He ran back and forth between England and France and used many spells.

Voldemort felt very bad.

Lucius must be resurrected as soon as possible!

Voldemort did all the little things he didn't want to do by himself.

"The bones of your father, given unintentionally, can bring your son back to life. The flesh of your servant, given voluntarily, can bring your master back to life. The blood of your enemy, given under compulsion, can bring your enemy back to life."

Voldemort's roar echoed in the rainy night.

"This is an ancient magic that can bring your dear father, my loyal friend Lucius Malfoy back to life intact!"

Ron walked quickly towards Draco, grabbed Draco's collar and shouted: "For your father, I ran to France, killed a group of vampires, and brought this filthy head to his grave!"

Ron shook his wand, and the vampire's head exploded, and balls of blood fell to the ground.

"Your grandpa gave his bones, and now all he needs is the flesh of a servant - tell me! Your house elf! Why can't I save you some trouble, Draco?"

Ron conjured a large crucible, filled with dark liquid.

With a wave of the wand, vampire blood and Abraxas Malfoy's bones flew in.

"explain!"

Ron stared at Draco.

Draco intuitively felt that he was locked by a snake, and he didn't dare to express his anger. He said blankly: "Dobby! My...Dobby is in the Magical Revival Item Shop in Hogsmeade."

Ron disapparated and flew away.

When he came back again, he was holding a house elf in his hand, it was Dobby.

"Hmph, Moriarty, I'm afraid you can't imagine that I left you some good things in your dear Mrs. Slytherin's shop! When something pleasant happens to you, that thing - just

It’ll—bang!”

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Ron laughed like a lunatic.

Dobby struggled uneasily.

"Little master, oh little master! Help me!"

Draco showed a disgusted expression: "Dad punished you and said you were a disloyal house elf."

"Yes, house elves are only qualified to be servants of wizards."

Ron raised his head, and the wand slashed Dobby's neck like a sharp knife.

"Plop!"

Dobby's body was separated and he fell into the crucible.

A series of bubbles emerged from the liquid inside.

Clouds of gray smoke rose, and then Lucius stood up from the liquid!

"dad?"

Draco couldn't imagine what his own eyes were seeing.

But his father's sense of familiarity all means that the man in front of him is Lucius Malfoy!

Lucius is resurrected!

Draco couldn't help but cheer.

"My friend, you are the first Death Eater to be resurrected by Voldemort."

Ron strode forward and grabbed Lucius's left arm before he could react.

The wand pressed against the Dark Mark above, introducing a trace of magic power.

"Uh-huh!"

Lucius, who had no idea what was happening, felt a stabbing pain in his left arm.

The familiar sense of oppression and trembling made Lucius realize that the Ron in front of him was Voldemort!

"The Dark Lord...my lord!"

Lucius covered his arm and looked at Ron in shock.

"Now, they know I'm back - a Death Eater."

Ron let go of Lucius and walked up to the father and son.

"Malfoy?"

"Owner."

Lucius conjured a robe for himself, and after putting it on, he knelt down on one knee without hesitation and knocked Draco down behind him.

"Oh, don't block him, Lucius." Ron said with a kind face, "Draco helped me a lot when I resurrected you. He is no longer a child, he will be a new generation of Death Eaters.

"

"Oh no!" Draco shouted in fear.

"No?" Ron laughed and roared like Voldemort: "You can't refuse me! Lucius is the only Death Eater who has been resurrected by me. This is the honor of the Malfoy family!"

"Yes, yes! Yes, my master."

Lucius quickly agreed, he wanted to sacrifice the Malfoy family's wealth to keep Draco.

But Ron smiled: "I'm afraid you don't know the current situation yet? Let Draco tell you."

An hour later, Lucius finally learned what happened after his death.

"What? What did you say?"

Lucius held Draco's arm tightly, his expression twisted.

Ron walked gently to his side and joked: "Did you hear that, my friend? Your wife, Narcissa Malfoy became Narcissa Black, and is now Mrs. Slytherin. Maybe she is having sex with Mo

Riati kiss me me?”

"And your family property? Gone, Malfoy Manor? Sorry, Draco. Why do you think Malfoy Manor disappeared?"

Draco shook his head in confusion: "I heard it was a Japanese black wizard who did it."

"Japan, dark wizard?" Ron snorted: "Believe me, Lucius. I will avenge you. Now we have a unified enemy——"

"Moriatis Lytherin!!!"

Voldemort hung on every word, his hatred and murderous intent strong.

"Right Lucius? Kill him, and I will take back the Slytherin family. You will take back Narcissa Black."

Ron induced Lucius, he didn't believe that this man wouldn't be tempted.

"don't want!"

Draco mustered up the courage to retort, stared at Lucius carefully and said: "Dad, although, um... But I want to say that Mr. Moriarty is a very good person, um... Narcissa Black and Mori

Artie is true love, let’s not disturb them.”

"No! Do you know what you are talking about?" Ron yelled at Draco angrily: "The honor of the Malfoy family! Lucius, Draco, you must shoulder it!"

Lucius murmured: "Okay master, okay."

Seeing Lucius's lost expression, Ron frowned and ordered: "I want you to visit our former friends!"

"They didn't come here. They thought I was finished. They thought Moriarty, the fake Slytherin, could protect them!"

"They were wrong!"

Ron fired a scarlet curse at a big tree, and the tree was shattered!

"Go Lucius, pay a visit and announce your return!"

Ron patted Lucius on the shoulder.

"Then, you two, father and son, follow me. The next day, I will take you to a place where my most loyal believers are."

After Ron finished speaking, he turned into black smoke and left, taking Draco with him.

Lucius looked ashen and visited a large number of friends all night.

Including the Parkinson family, the Nott family, the Greengrass family, the Crouch family, and several senior officials from the Ministry of Magic.

As well as Crabbe and Goyle, who were once friends, as well as Madame Chabini and Minister Fudge.

Without exception, these people expressed their shock at Lucius's resurrection, but other than that, they showed nothing else.

The British magical community also learned about Lucius's resurrection.

It was Horace Slughorn, the pure-blood family head, who gave Lucius a room so that Lucius, his son, and Ron would not be homeless.

This made Lucius look upon Horace Slughorn with admiration.

Late at night, Lucius lay awake in bed for a long time. He remembered what the woman said to him when he visited Madame Chabini...

(End of chapter)