Chapter 492 Difficult Malfoy

Everyone had given way, so Lucius naturally had to recognize the situation. He took a deep breath and continued to carry the disappearing cabinet and walked towards Voldemort not far away.

But his walking speed was very slow, and his face was pale. It looked like the disappearing cabinet was very heavy.

But the main reason for this situation is not the Vanishing Cabinet, but the Death Eaters surrounding both sides of the 'road'.

The looks they looked at Lucius were full of malice, sarcasm and schadenfreude, which made Lucius furious.

After all, he provided all the food and drink expenses for these people during this period, but now they looked at him like they were playing monkeys.

Holding back his anger, he walked through the crowd. At this moment, Lucius no longer cared about how Voldemort knew the news. He gently placed the disappearing cabinet on the ground, knelt on one knee and pointed at the Damascus Knife. Voldemort, sitting at the head of the long table, said:

"Master, I have brought back the disappearing cabinet."

Voldemort laughed and stood up and quickly came to Lucius. The corners of his robe were fluttering due to his movements, and the shape looked like a ghost.

Lucius instinctively closed his eyes, but Voldemort ignored him at all, and instead reached out to touch the vanishing cabinet with dust still on it.

"Yes, it is indeed a vanishing cabinet." Voldemort fumbled for the disappearing cabinet and said in a cold voice, "But how can you be sure that it is just a pair with the one in Hogwarts?"

As soon as Voldemort finished speaking, Bellatrix walked out with two people in his arms. Lucius took a closer look, and his eyes were split open, because the two people were clearly Draco and Narcissa.

At this moment, Draco and Narcissa no longer had the aristocratic air they had in Diagon Alley. Draco's body was shaking like chaff, while his mother was crying while holding him and comforting him softly.

"The master is asking you something!"

Bellatrix gently patted Draco's shoulder to remind him, but her behavior made Draco tremble even more.

He stammered:

"I...I swear this must be true."

"What I want is proof."

Voldemort's cold voice came again, and this time Draco was really panicked. He looked helplessly at Bellatrix beside him. According to his mother, Bellatrix was him. My aunt, the other party should not watch her being punished by her master.

Lucius, who was kneeling on one knee beside him, turned red-eyed at this moment. He raised his head suddenly, looked at Voldemort pleadingly and said:

"Severus! Let Severus go. He is now the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. He must have a way to prove it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Death Eaters' jeers came from the dim and spacious meeting hall. Voldemort, who was standing in front of Lucius, also grinned and let out bursts of laughter like a night owl.

Everyone present felt that Lucius was probably crazy.

Snape, a spy, has never been trusted by Voldemort. His failure to appear here today has proven that Voldemort does not want him to know about this matter, but Lucius actually suggested that Snape should investigate this matter?

This is really stupid!

Listening to the ridicule echoing in his ears, Lucius's face turned red. He quickly figured out the key, gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

Voldemort glanced disdainfully at Lucius kneeling on the ground, turned his head and grinned and said to Draco:

"Well, Draco, I won't embarrass you. I will send someone to accompany you later. As long as you two use this disappearing cabinet once, I will believe you. How about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Narcissa and Lucius immediately despaired.

Space teleportation is an extremely dangerous magic. If it is not handled correctly, it can cause disability or even death.

Now the disappearing cabinet in front of them cannot be proven to be continued to be used. If something unexpected happens along the way, Draco may never come back!

It's a pity that although Voldemort used a question, he had no intention of giving Draco a choice. After finishing speaking, before he could answer, he looked at the crowd gathered and said:

"Which of you would like to go on a run with Draco?"

Voldemort's voice echoed in the chamber, but the crowd that was noisy just now was completely silent. The Death Eaters standing at the front of the crowd were even squeezing back desperately, trying to hide themselves from being caught. Voldemort chose him, but it was a pity that the people behind them were also similar. Those people grabbed their bodies tightly, making them unable to move.

Voldemort's face suddenly darkened. He obviously overestimated the loyalty of these people to him.

At this moment, Bellatrix stood up.

"I go!"

Bellatrix's voice attracted everyone's attention. She glanced at everyone with disdain and said sarcastically:

"They are all a bunch of cowards!"

There was a slight commotion in the crowd, but eventually it calmed down.

There were even many people looking at Bellatrix with a smile. In their eyes, a coward was a coward, and they could do whatever they wanted as long as they could survive.

Voldemort's expression became slightly better, he laughed and said:

"Bellatrix, you are indeed my most loyal subordinate!"

Bellatrix smiled happily. She reached out and took Draco's hand. She was about to pull forward but was held back by Narcissa beside her.

"Bella..."

Naxisha said softly, her eyes full of pleading.

"Don't worry!"

Bellatrix nodded impatiently, and then dragged Draco, who looked frightened, into the vanishing cabinet without hesitation.

As the door of the disappearing cabinet was slammed shut, silence returned to the chamber again. The Malfoys and even Voldemort stared at the cabinet door, waiting for the result.

But most of the Death Eaters below were smiling.

In their opinion, a woman like Bellatrix is ​​a complete fool! Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to avoid such unfortunate events, so who would get involved?

Time passed bit by bit, and the longer the two of them entered the Vanishing Cabinet, the more intense the look of gloating on the Death Eaters' faces became.

Lucius's heart was sinking into the abyss of despair at this moment. He really wanted to rush forward and fight Voldemort, but the remaining reason made him keep his head down to prevent Voldemort from seeing the expression on his face. Hate.

Voldemort is not having a good time now, and his heart is full of irritability. If Bellatrix and Draco really can't come back, then he will lose Bellatrix and the Malfoy family. Tools, this is obviously a bad deal.

Voldemort couldn't help but start to regret a little.

Just when everyone was thinking their own thoughts, the door of the Vanishing Cabinet was opened again, and an excited Bellatrix got out of it, followed closely by Draco. Latrix is ​​holding a knight's helmet in his hand, and there's even a Santa hat on it!

"There's no problem with the vanishing cabinet, we were indeed transported to Hogwarts!"

Bellatrix respectfully handed the helmet to Voldemort and said with suppressed excitement.

"Not bad, very good!"

Voldemort stroked the helmet with a smile on his face.

He felt a very familiar smell on this helmet, which was the unique smell of Hogwarts Castle!

…

At the same time, in Foley Manor, Mike was looking at Uncle Mario in front of him with a smile.

At this time, Mario Foley was much older than the last time we met. There were even many gray hairs on his temples. It seemed that he had been worried a lot recently.

But he was in very good spirits. He sat there like a big bell and his expression was very serious.

On the other hand, Mike couldn't. He crossed his legs casually and asked with a relaxed expression:

"Uncle Mario, where is Ebut, why didn't I see him today?"

As soon as he mentioned Ebut, a smile appeared on Mario's face. He chuckled and said:

"He has been sent to the United States by me a long time ago. Now he has become an Auror of the Magical Congress of the United States.

Hey hey hey, those country bumpkins from the United States all think he has noble blood and strong abilities, plus he has plenty of money, so they keep licking him! "

Mike smiled and nodded, he was not surprised at all that this would happen.

But Uncle Mario obviously didn't have enough fun. He raised the precious black tea on the coffee table and took a sip, and then said:

"Now, the Foley family has basically established a foothold in the United States, and I have already transferred most of the industries that can be transferred there. As for the remaining industries, it depends on the situation in the United States. But I have also Now that I understand, I can keep those properties if I can, and I won’t feel bad if they can’t be kept and destroyed. Anyway, it’s just drizzle for the Foley family.”

Uncle Mario was obviously very proud of the progress of the Foley family, and even imitated Mike's example and crossed his legs.

But Mike acted a little calmly and just smiled nonchalantly.

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, the Los Santos Group's entry into the United States is much faster than the Foley Group.

You must know that the Magical Congress in the United States is extremely contradictory. On the one hand, they crazily worship those pure bloods with pure blood, but on the other hand, equality of blood is politically correct.

Based on the second point, the Los Santos Group created by Mike, whose main body is composed entirely of Muggle wizards, has naturally received many preferential policies in the United States.

Today, the Los Santos Group has completely opened the door to the American market with its two flagship products, Los Santos Magic Cloth and Los Santos Magic Liquid, and other industries are also gradually entering the market.

Of course, it is not that easy to do this. Although the entry of the Los Santos Group has brought more business taxes to the Magic Congress of the United States, after all, they still have to protect local enterprises and will not let the Los Santos Group go. Completely settling in the United States to squeeze the living space of their local companies.

But this does not mean that the Los Santos Group is stronger than the Foley family. You must know that the Los Santos Group and the Foley family are actually going in two completely different directions.

Among them, the Los Santos Group focuses on business activities for the middle class, while the Foley family takes the aristocratic route and has good relations with the top established aristocrats in the United States.

This means that there are many things that the Foley family can do that the Los Santos Group cannot, which is why Mike and Uncle Mario can still maintain a good relationship to this day.

Among adults' social relationships, pure feelings are the most unreliable. Only interests are the most important chain binding both parties!

After chatting for a while, Mike didn't want to ink anymore.

He straightened his face and said to Mario seriously:

"Uncle Mario, I wonder what happened to the thing I asked you to find out for me now?"

"Are you talking about the Kent family?" Mario smiled very happily, "I have already inquired for you. There was indeed a family named Kent who immigrated to the United States from the United States a few years ago.

According to those old guys, the man named Kent wanted to integrate into their circle at that time, but that man was too poor, and his bloodline was not as pure as he said. Even the Holy Twenty-Eight Clan neither. So after being teased by those old nobles, he disappeared. "

Hearing this, Mike suddenly became interested. At the moment, the Kent family can be said to be Mike's only way to find Chris. The news brought by Uncle Mario is obviously extremely useful.

Mario on the side also saw Mike's excitement. He leaned towards Mike and asked seriously:

"What? Is there something wrong with the Kent family?"

"There are indeed some questions. Where do they live now? Can you provide a more specific location?"

Uncle Mario rubbed his chin and said:

"The only thing I can confirm now is that they are still in the United States. But you don't have to be disappointed. The United States is not like the United States, and they can't hide such a big family. I think I can give you accurate news before Christmas. "

A smile suddenly appeared on Mike's face. Uncle Mario had indeed brought him good news.

"If so, then I'll trouble Uncle Mario."

"Hahaha! You're welcome! You're welcome!"

Mike and Mario laughed at each other, and the latter's laughter was so heroic that it made Mike's eardrums hurt.

Just as the two of them were laughing wildly, a series of crisp knocks on the door came.

Uncle Mario, who had been laughing just now, immediately turned gloomy.

This was his home, and he had ordered the servants at home not to see anyone before he and Mike came in, so the knock on the door at this time seemed like a slap in the face.

However, he also knew that the other party would not disturb them if it was not an important matter, so he did not have an attack, but shouted in a low voice:

"Come in!"

The door to the reception room was opened, and the person who came in was not the servant as Mario had expected, but a handsome Asian boy, who was none other than Zhou Hong.

Zhou Hong was not timid after he came in. He nodded to Mario as if he was saying hello, then he leaned into Mike's ear and whispered softly.

Seeing Mike's eyes getting brighter and brighter, and the range of his best move getting bigger and bigger, Mario finally couldn't help but ask:

"Mike, did something good happen to you?"

"A good thing?" Mike glanced at Uncle Mario and said excitedly, "Yes, it is a good thing, a huge good thing. If this thing goes smoothly, Uncle Mario, your industry in the country will not need to be destroyed. Lost!"