Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Lucius Malfoy was sitting at the head of his living room, waiting for a guest he had invited to arrive. ??

On the table in front of Lucius was a small silver bucket, which contained a large amount of ice cubes and a bottle of wine that looked quite old.

Judging by the speed at which the ice cubes in the bucket melted, Lucius had been waiting for quite a while!

After waiting for a long time... the person Lucius was waiting for still did not arrive. This situation made a person with a high aristocratic cultivation like Lucius a little impatient.

The index finger holding a snake-headed scepter began to move on the snake's head non-stop.

Fortunately, before Lucius really felt that he was being let down and underestimated, a young man in a blue cloak and a huge furry hat walked in.

It may be inconsistent to say that he is a young man, after all, his face is still very immature.

But it would be inaccurate to say he was a teenager, because his body is really strong.

Well... just very strong, not as exaggerated as Nezha who made a hundred thousand cold jokes.

This person, of course, is Browder.

"Uncle Lucius, I'm sorry!" Browder said with a smile, "The business in my store has been so good recently! I was so busy that I forgot the time, and I almost missed my appointment with you! Find some time, and I will make it up to you.”

Browder smiled brightly and spoke beautifully. He looked like a very kind and good business kid.

But in Lucius' view, it was all an excuse.

Based on Lucius' current prejudice and preconceived impressions of Browder, he feels that Browder is now a smiling tiger. What Browder said was all false, the main reason was to make Lucius anxious, and in the next exchange and discussion between the two, he couldn't hide his intentions.

This is a trick on the negotiating table.

If Broud knew what Lucius was thinking, he would definitely shout out his wish.

Obviously, I was in a hurry, and I had been looking at the qualification materials of each employee, so I almost delayed the agreed time.

But even if Browder said it, Lucius would not believe it.

Lucius did what he wanted to do.

So Lucius didn't want to take Browder's trick either.

So, Lucius was looking at Browder without saying a word.

Facing such gazes, Browder suddenly remained steadfast.

Suddenly, I felt that my hot love was attached to a cold ass, so Browder's originally happy expression turned cold all of a sudden!

He sat down opposite Lucius without saying a word.

Because it was a long table, the two of them sat on the farthest seats.

But fortunately, this is not a problem. Both of them have good hearing, and they can hear each other's whispers.

And the moment Browder sat down, a house-elf appeared.

This house elf is very old and has white hair growing out of his ears.

I saw him holding a clean handkerchief, trembling as he walked over.

The shivering was not because he was getting old, but because he was afraid!

It should be that he has already developed a reflexive fear of Lucius... I don't know what kind of tragedy he has been in his whole life.

Although trembling, the old house-elf moved neatly.

He opened the wine in two or three strokes, poured it into two quilts and handed it to Lucius and Browder.

Lucius just took it, not looking at the old house-elf, just watching Browder's movements.

Browder took the glass with a smile, and nodded to the old house-elf.

Just a nod of satisfaction like this has already brought tears to the eyes of the old house-elf!

Very good! The guests are very satisfied!

Lucius gave the old house-elf some miserly glances from Browder... so even more dissatisfied!

Hit the opposite side with the scepter, "Bobby, get down after pouring the wine, don't embarrass yourself here!"

"yes,

Owner! "

The older house-elf answered quickly, then bowed and left...

Such proficiency is really proficient enough.

Browder didn't comment... After all, it was Lucius' own servant.

It's just that Browder's evaluation of Lucius has dropped a bit.

Too bad at being a human being!

Browder turned his attention to the bottle.

Yellow, some aroma, and slightly sparkling champagne.

This made Browder feel regretful... I thought it was Lafite who was a few years ago!

I don't seem to have a chance to say such a line.

The wizarding world doesn't drink alcohol produced by Muggles... No matter which country's Ministry of Magic will let go of such a violent industry as alcohol, right?

Browder drank the glass of champagne with one bite... He pursed his lips, eh! tasty.

It's just that the dragon's blood wine made without liver is delicious!

The stimulation of alcohol has basically no effect on Browder. Only alcoholic beverages like dragon's blood wine that contain a lot of magic power have a chance to make Browder addicted.

Lucius looked at Browder's donkey-drinking movements, and frowned again... It seems that he still didn't teach him well when he was a child!

But after all, when Browder was young, Lucius felt that his IQ was not very high, which was a negative manifestation of pure blood disease, so he was not close to Browder.

Now that I think about it...it is very likely that Browder pretended.

Lucius stopped drinking after drinking a little bit!

He needs a very sane head to say what's next.

"A few days ago, Regulus and I already talked!" Lucius started to get down to business and glanced at Browder, but he didn't respond, "I think I can agree to your request! I just hope that in the future If the Dark Lord returns, you will ensure the safety of our family."

Browder listened to what Lucius said, and when he finished speaking, he blurted out and asked, "Didn't Regulus already promise you? Why did you ask to see me?"

This meeting between the two was proposed by Lucius to Regulus.

What happened at the same time as the meeting here was the meeting between Regulus and Narcissa.

It was to make sure they were meeting that Regulus and Browder were not alone.

Lucius looked at Browder and said word by word, "Because I need you, Browder Lestrange's personal confirmation!"

oh? Did the words I asked Draco bring to you actually work?

Browder was thinking, and then replied with a smile, "Since you asked me to answer and confirm, then I will say it!"

"I...Browder Lestrange! I don't accept your terms, Lucius Malfoy!"

Browder was smiling the whole time he spoke.

When Lucius heard Browder swear by his own name, he was relieved, but when he heard the latter, Lucius was a little silly.

"You, what did you just say? What did you say?" Lucius repeated twice to confirm.

"Didn't hear clearly?" Browder nodded, "Then let me say it again! I don't accept your conditions!"

Lucius was about to vomit blood!

"Why?" Lucius really couldn't figure it out.

Isn't Regulus on his side?

"Because what I need is an ally! Not the weak who need my protection!" Browder got himself another glass of champagne and drank it clean again, "If necessary, I will definitely protect Aunt Narcissa and her family! But if this is a condition instead, you, Lucius Malfoy, will not be our ally!"

"After all, it's Voldemort we're dealing with!"

Pronouncing the name Voldemort was very effective on Lucius' psychology itself.

Hearing this name, Lucius turned pale.

"Then...how did Regulus agree?" Lucius asked in a soft voice.

"Because it was Regulus' own decision!" Browder extended his hand to the champagne and explained with a smile, "Since I confirmed that he was the negotiator, then he agreed. Mi is reluctant, and will not object. After all, what Regulus loves is his family, his family!"

"However, since Lucius you came to ask me directly! Then of course I won't lie!" Browder knocked on the table with a champagne bottle, "You, Lucius Malfoy, are not qualified yet Be my ally!"

"You!" Lucius was really anxious.

Draco had already appeared in front of Voldemort, which had pushed their Malfoy family to the opposite of Voldemort, so Lucius naturally wanted to find allies.

Dumbledore was not good enough, so Regulus, a blood relative, was naturally the best choice.

However, who knew that the second negotiation he initiated because he wanted Braud to confirm the terms he had negotiated with Regulus would have such a result.

At this moment, Lucius naturally remembered the look in Regulus' eyes after hearing his words a few days ago.

That wasn't impatience, but pity. It seemed that Regulus really knew Browder very well.

So Lucius was naturally even more anxious!

He was about to stand up while holding on to the snake-headed scepter.

But at this moment, a burst of magic waves with very dark and dark emotions roared past, and half of Lucius' body froze when he stood up just now.

It's not frozen! It was because of a kind of palpitation, a kind of fear, that Lucius didn't dare to move.

At this time, all Lucius could think about was the time when he was briefly captured in Azkaban because of the bite of the captured Death Eaters.

That time was a time that Lucius didn't want to recall in his life.

Those days without any joy in life made Lucius really think about committing suicide.

Now, Lucius felt it again in his own home.

The source is the young man across the table who is pouring out the last drop of champagne.

"Sit down!" Browder said softly, "Why are you so excited? After all, you are my uncle! Can I still eat you?"

With the end of Browder's words, Lucius sat back on the chair all of a sudden, and was still sweating all over his body.

nervous.

But Lucius swears, he does have the feeling of being eaten!

It's like a dementor kiss!