Chapter 181 Tom, Have You Ever Longed for Fatherly Love?

Standing in the elevator, Malfoy frantically pressed the button labeled "Main Hall".

The door slowly closed, and he was gradually rising.

At this moment, Malfoy was so at ease, smiling like an eight-year-old.

Although there were twelve people, even he escaped three people; although he didn't catch Potter, he still escaped in front of a group of little wizards...

But let's get the prophecy ball, this wave is not a loss, even a lot of money.

Malfoy so comforted himself.

He held up the prophecy ball, eager to see the content, after all, it involved the prophecy of the Dark Lord and Potter.

Knowing that, it is better to choose a station in advance.

As for the authenticity of the prophecy, the Dark Lord can be so nervous and use so many people to snatch it... I know that the credibility is very high.

But Malfoy couldn't hold back his desire. No one could fool the Dark Lord. He didn't want to die.

Looking at his own reflection on the glass, he began to ponder how to report on the mission after seeing his master.

The giant must be big, otherwise, in the face of a group of little wizards, there are still a large number of them, why should they retreat?

And the Order of the Phoenix...

For the first time Malfoy hoped so, to meet one or two, so that he could shamelessly say:

Trapped in a circle surrounded by members of the Order of the Phoenix, he killed seven in and seven out of the crowd, and finally tried his best to escape.

What a beautiful mission report!

The fence door slid open with a creak, and Malfoy was still thinking about something, and didn't get out of the elevator right away.

He felt Goyle poked himself with his elbow, and said impatiently:

"I know, let's go now, you go out first!"

"Lu... Lucius..." Crabbe stammered.

Malfoy felt something wrong, he looked up, and the whole person was stunned.

His dream had come true... so much so that he was surrounded by the Order of the Phoenix.

Ten wizards were blocking the elevator door, all raising their wands at them.

"..."

Malfoy's mouth twitched, and he finally knew why that dead girl wanted to sign a magical contract with him.

It was waiting here.

He laughed worse than crying, raised his hand and said, "Don't attack! I surrender!"

Go ahead and say it...

Mr. Weasley emerged from the crowd, took Malfoy's wand and asked fiercely:

"Where are my son and daughter?"

Malfoy looked at Arthur's ferocious expression, afraid that he would be too excited and would lead to a crime of passion, so he quickly said:

"Relax, relax! They're all fine, it's your little son who has a broken leg.

But it has nothing to do with me, he fell by himself..."

Mr. Weasley raised his hand and gave Malfoy a hard old punch.

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When William brought Cedric and the others to the hall of the Ministry of Magic, he happened to see members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Mr. Weasley walked over, handed the Prophecy Ball to William, and said in a low voice, "Where are the Death Eaters?"

The effect of the compound decoction had disappeared, and William also changed back to his clothes.

He took the prophecy ball,

said:

"They're all in the Department of Mysteries, and they've been under my control. Go and catch them."

Kingsley, who was beside him, waved his hand and entered the elevator with a few wizards.

Mr. Weasley didn't go, he went anxiously to his children to check on their injuries.

The twins puffed out their chests smugly, as if showing off the fact that they had just fought the Death Eaters.

Ginny also hugged her father and acted like a spoiled child.

On the contrary, Ron pointed at his leg pitifully. He was embarrassed to say that it was broken by a shelf.

William flipped the prophecy ball, put it in the safety watch, and walked towards the corner.

Malfoy was lying on the ground, his whole body bound, his face covered in blood, and one of his front teeth had been knocked out.

"It's only been a few minutes before we meet again, Malfoy." William smiled.

"I didn't catch you, it didn't violate the magic oath."

Malfoy looked up at William, his brows furrowed, his words leaked, and he said angrily:

"You became your sister?!"

"Yes, that's right." William whispered:

"By the way, the mission failed, how will your master punish you?"

"I..." Malfoy was a little embarrassed.

If Stark was here long ago, the Merlin Memorial Hall's... is fake.

This is a trap!

"I tried my best, I tried my best... Master won't punish me! It's a trap!" Malfoy said helplessly.

"Really?" William suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction.

"Tom, Malfoy said you won't punish him." He chuckled:

"When have you ever become so merciful that you can forgive such a mistake?"

Malfoy was startled, then struggled to look up.

Not only Malfoy, but the remaining wizards in the hall couldn't help but look over.

A tall, thin man in a black robe with a snake-like face came barefoot.

Voldemort glanced at Malfoy and said ruthlessly:

"The kindness of the Dark Lord will only be given to servants who work hard, not those who do bad things and want to get rid of them!"

Someone screamed and Ginny hugged Luna in fear.

Ron was also trembling, looking at the figure.

No matter what Harry told him, Voldemort's return had to be seen to inspire the fear that was almost etched in his bones.

Mr. Weasley stood in the front, and he said with a trembling voice:

"Cedric, as soon as there is a fight, take them with you, hide in the elevator, and run down!"

Voldemort looked around, his eyes on Weasley, on the students, and on Harry.

Finally, he stared at William with slit-like scarlet eyes.

"Months of preparation, months of hard work...you got in my way again...Stark..."

Voldemort suppressed his anger:

"Give me the prophecy ball!"

William took out a glass ball from the safety watch.

He held it with one hand, using his five fingers slightly, and under the agitation of magic, the ball slammed open.

A white shadow appeared in the air, William waved his wand, and the shadow disappeared completely without condensing.

William looked directly at Voldemort and smiled:

"The prophecies are all in my head, want to know? Just come and get it!"

"Stark, you are provoking my patience!"

Voldemort stared at William with scarlet, cold eyes.

He clenched his wand and whispered:

"But I'm still curious... We don't actually have a grudge, why are you against me time and time again?"

"You've been messing with me since I got attached to Quirrell."

He suddenly raised his wand and said angrily, "Avada Suo!"

William didn't move much, but the broken prophecy ball closed again and flew into the air, blocking the green light.

Voldemort's wand waved, and the golden wizard statue in the fountain came to life.

He jumped off the pedestal, landed on the floor with a thud, and rammed straight at Harry and the others.

Voldemort looked at William and mocked:

"Look, Dumbledore knew it was a trap, but he let these students come anyway.

Just to use Potter as a bait to capture my servant. "

He sneered:

"Dumbledore never hesitated to sacrifice those close to him, yet he claimed to care for them."

The Dark Lord's voice was low and slow.

"Tell me, William, how did he coax you into making you willingly confront me.

The only way for him to send you is death. "

Mr. Weasley kept firing spells, trying to block the statue, but the spell fell on his chest, to no avail.

William raised his wand and aimed it at the statue of the man and horse at the fountain.

The centaurs immediately landed on the ground, holding the flame whip in their hands, only to hear a hissing sound, and the whip rushed towards the golden statue like a snake, and it would be rolled to the ground.

Mr. Weasley quickly pulled a few people behind him and retreated.

William threw out a spell, and instead of answering Voldemort's words, he sneered:

"Tom, you seem to hate Professor Dumbledore?

Can you tell me why? "

William ran to one side, dodged another death curse, and said with a smile:

"Ah, I see why... Dumbledore picked you up from the orphanage when you were a child.

Tell you, you're a wizard...not an ordinary person. "

"He told you all?" Voldemort was furious, shooting out a black light.

William lifted the curse and still exchanged words:

"Dumbledore is like a light, leading you out of the orphanage and into the wizarding world.

He was so strong and mature. "

William resisted Voldemort's attack and continued:

"You tried so hard to please him, did you once lie in the bed in the Slytherin dormitory late at night, when you were lonely and lonely, thinking about...

Is he your father?

instead of the muggle who gave you the surname Riddle? "

William laughed and said:

"Tom, have you ever longed for... fatherly love?

But Dumbledore looked down on you, he was wary of you.

Why do you hate him so much? ! "

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