Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Walking on the lawn of Hogwarts, Lucius felt rarely relaxed.

In the past few days, Voldemort's eyes staring at him that day would always appear in his mind, and that feeling was like a light on his back, making him uneasy all day long.

Fortunately, time passed and the relaxed campus atmosphere of Hogwarts allowed him to slowly come out of the shadow of that day.

"I don't know, am I just simply afraid of the Dark Lord, or am I hesitant because of my identity in the middle and have selfish motives?"

The fear gradually disappeared, and he could finally explore his heart.

Unfortunately, this is a self-question that has no answer.

The identity of the palace wizard was passed down from his ancestors. Although it was just a title that had become insignificant, he did not have the courage to give it up after all.

And as long as he doesn't give up, the gap between him and the Dark Lord will definitely exist.

"But the fact that the Dark Lord can give me the list proves that he still trusts me..."

After thinking like this, Lucius felt much better and walked along the lawn to the Quidditch pitch to watch his proud son playing against his friends.

This is a private event, with Draco taking the initiative, Ginny responding, and the four college graduates forming teams to fight.

Now the battle situation is quite tense. The Snake Court has the upper hand, but no one dares to say that the Lion Court will lose.

After all, Harry's Quidditch talent is obvious to everyone.

Until the Golden Snitch is caught, anything is possible.

"The last happiness, Lucius, Draco convinced me with this reason."

Dumbledore's voice sounded, and the white-bearded old man appeared behind Lucius at some point.

"That should be a real reason. I haven't seen him so happy for a long time."

Lucius said with a smile after saying hello.

"Are you cold?"

After answering the question, Lucius looked at Dumbledore's thick wizard robes in confusion and asked.

It was a bit cloudy today, but not too cold, but Dumbledore still wrapped himself in a thick wizard robe with tassels.

"I'm getting old, haha."

Dumbledore smiled freely and shook his head, "Since the last injury, my body and bones have not been as good as before."

Lucius frowned slightly and looked at the other person in confusion.

He was suspicious by nature, and after hearing Dumbledore's words, his first thought was that the other party was showing weakness to Voldemort.

As for the benefits of showing weakness, there was no need to consider it. He didn't believe Dumbledore's words anyway.

In his eyes, Dumbledore is still the Dark Lord's biggest enemy.

"When you were in school, Gryffindor and Slytherin were not as harmonious as they are now." Dumbledore didn't pay attention to Lucius's suspicious eyes, but started a new topic.

"At that time, we were all thinking about graduating so that we could follow the Dark Lord, but we had no intention of playing with this." Lucius curled his lips.

After hearing this, Dumbledore chuckled and looked very happy.

"What's so funny about this?" Lucius asked.

"Your words remind me of the changes in Voldemort. Although it is not that good, he is at least not as bad as before. This is something worth being happy about." Dumbledore said.

"Then will you hand over your rights to him?"

Lucius' words stunned Dumbledore for a moment.

"I have never had any rights," Dumbledore said.

"Hypocritical." Lucius said.

The moment he finished speaking, huge cheers suddenly came from the stadium.

The two hurriedly looked toward the stadium and saw Harry gliding in the sky with the Golden Snitch held high, while Draco waved his fist angrily not far away.

"It seems that Draco's study career is destined to leave regrets..."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped.

The sound that stopped was not only Dumbledore's words, but also the huge cheers that suddenly stopped.

Draco and the others, who were flying in the air, were confused by the sudden silence.

But when they followed the crowd's gaze and turned to look up, they saw a few fighter planes passing through the dark clouds.

"Why are they here?"

Draco asked in surprise, but the team members who were in a daze with him did not answer him.

"All students, all students, return to the lounge immediately and follow the instructions of your dean."

Dumbledore's voice echoed through the playground, and the silent crowd instantly exploded.

Some people hurriedly wanted to run back to the castle, while more people stayed where they were out of curiosity.

The scene instantly became extremely chaotic. Fortunately, Dumbledore decisively used several explosive spells to attract everyone's attention, and then asked them to leave again.

This time, everyone finally began to leave and quickly ran to their respective lounges.

"Are they really going to do this?"

Lucius whispered in a low voice, then looked at Dumbledore beside him and said, "Let the students exit from the secret passage, they are not ready yet."

Dumbledore glanced at Lucius and said nothing, but he shook his head and rejected Lucius's proposal.

"Students who have passed through the Maple Leaf Training Ground must gather on the playground and follow the teacher to resist foreign enemies."

Dumbledore's voice sounded again, calling students to join this war.

Lucius looked at the old man in front of him in astonishment, as if he was meeting him for the first time.

“Swish swish swish~~”

Several figures jumped directly in front of them, and they were several riders participating in the competition.

"Principal, give us a specific location."

Draco seemed to know more than the confused Harry.

"Over there, follow the orders of the professor who is guarding there."

Dumbledore quickly gave the order and immediately turned and walked towards the door.

"How can a plane be so close to Hogwarts? Electronic products are not allowed here."

Goyle, who was beside Draco, asked Draco doubtfully before taking off.

"A wizard flies a plane, and it can fly high enough." Draco replied, nodding to his father, and then flew into the sky.

"But what can they do? Throw bombs?" Gore continued to ask, but then he also flew up.

"Magic will disable the bombs. These planes should be conducting reconnaissance." Draco's voice had faded away.

Lucius took a deep breath, and then took out a small mirror in his arms - he wanted to inform Voldemort that something had changed here.

"I hope this time, the enemy cannot hold back the Dark Lord."

He was murmuring like this, and before he could finish his words, Voldemort's serious face appeared on the mirror.

"Something happened at Hogwarts?" Voldemort asked.

"Yes, there are three planes circling over the castle. It is likely that those people are about to take action." Lucius replied.

There was no surprised expression on Voldemort's face on the other side of the mirror.

He had long decided that the enemy would not abide by that bullshit treaty.

In fact, he doesn't either.