Before Lu Xiaofeng had a chance to vent his own weaknesses, the hurried and chaotic footsteps on the floor made him immediately get up from the chair. As he was about to leave, he glanced at the repulsive charred claw on the table, his face twitching fiercely a few times before waving his wand and throwing the claw into the drawer.
"Darling!"
Narcissa, dressed in a silk robe, raced down the stairs with her wand in hand. Behind her, the pale and terrifying Draco trembled as he clutched the banister, following closely behind.
"There are two... huff, Dad,"
Sweat has dampened Draco's hair, and his light gray eyes are filled with terror.
"I was sleeping, and suddenly I felt someone pressing down on me, wearing a black cloak... one hand covered my mouth, and the other hand grew claws aimed at my eyes!"
Draco's description caused Narcissa's body to tremble. At this moment, it is difficult to determine whether her facial expression is one of fear or anger to the point of confusion.
"My situation is about the same... Are they right, they...?"
"Draco--" Lucius interrupted his wife's words, his face ashen, his hoarse voice laced with an extreme sense of suppression, "go upstairs and take down your blanket. You will stay in my study tonight. Now!"
Draco was taken aback for a moment, then immediately displayed an unwilling expression. He knew that his parents were discussing important matters, and he wanted to be involved, but his father's serious command made him unable to resist, so he had to reluctantly turn and go up the stairs to fetch the blankets.
Narcissa escorted Draco into the study and then turned back towards a small room about thirty feet away from the study.
"What on earth is going on, darling!" Narcissa asked urgently as she entered the room, "What do those werewolves want!"
"Greiber brought several werewolves to the door--"
Only when his most intimate wife was present did Lucius not need to conceal his exhaustion. He slumped back in his chair, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples.
"Greiberk wants me to help him find a rival's whereabouts..."
As partners in crime, Lucius knew that Narcissa was aware of most things he did, and without much effort, she guessed what it was.
"It's the... Golden Adder who has caused them several big losses?"
Without waiting for her husband to confirm, Narcissa angrily declared,
"Why don't they go to Karkus Frey? He knows more about the witches in that area than we do!"
After Lucius had simply recounted his conversation with Greiberk to Narcissa, she immediately began to tremble with anger.
"He actually dares to threaten you!"
Narcissa's hand holding the wand trembled in the air.
"He thinks we're easy targets, does he... A bunch of filthy, stinking scum daring to do this... Threaten you, threaten the Malfoy family... Barge into my son's bedroom... By my word, I will annihilate them!"
Lucius stared at his wand with a terrifyingly dark look in his eyes, but made no response to his wife's fury.
"--I don't care how much money it costs, darling, go to the Ministry of Magic and find Fudge. As long as he's willing to order the Aurors to hunt down all werewolves in Britain, we can agree to whatever number of Galleons he demands... And in the underworld, we can also post commissions there; a dead werewolf is worth one thousand Galleons. I want none of these scum left alive!" The Bookshop
Narcissa paced around the room, grinding her teeth in anger.
" Mudlock and Sk 린 ger have been looking for Greiberk for over a decade, and they haven't touched a single hair of him..."
"Lucius' voice was still hoarse, 'These people are more cunning than even the rats in the sewers. The Ministry of Magic can't eradicate them all at once, and,'"
Lucius looked at Narcissa, took a few deep breaths, and then spoke again.
"We all understand that this will lead to endless revenge... We did the same thing when we were under the Dark Lord; we caught those who willingly fell and dared to rebel, tortured them with the Cruciatus Curse, and then killed them with a Killing Curse... Greiberk won't use a Killing Curse on us. He has a more torturous way of death. It's because of his 'talent' that the Dark Lord was willing to accept them..."
Narcissa fell silent. Her wild rage was, in part, due to her fear of the outcome that Lucius had described.
The silence lasted for a long time, and Narcissa sat down next to Lucius. The two of them didn't say a word.
"Will you help this favor?"
After a long while, Narcissa asked, her voice filled with intense reluctance.
"The Aurors' office has always been secretly investigating the identities of the active witches in the underworld. They do indeed have some information. I will go to Fudge and request to view the list..."
Lucius Malfoy looked up at the magical lights on the ceiling, although he had given his plan, but the tone was very weak, obviously, he knew that the possibility of getting a result was almost zero.
In fact, what Lucius Malfoy had just said to Greiberk was not a lie. Since the fall of the Dark Lord, he had made every effort to sever connections with that side, aside from necessary channels. Even with Karkus Frey, who was also born into a pure-blood family, he rarely had direct contact with him.
Although the light was soft, staring at it for a long time made Malfoy's eyes feel incredibly dry. He closed his eyes again and massaged them, trying to eliminate the strange and bizarre shadows in front of him.
But suddenly, a figure that impressed and terrified Malfoy the most emerged from the vague shadows, causing Malfoy's body to suddenly stiffen.
Amostus Brain!
During the previous Christmas, this person suddenly appeared in Lucius Malfoy's world, a former Hogwarts school governor. He forcefully intervened in the Slytherin Chambers attack happening at school and completely dismantled the conspiracy he had meticulously plotted in just three months.
And this person gained the support of most of the school governors through Karkus Frey's connections.
He has no reputation, but his power is terrifying. He seems mild-mannered and kind but is actually cold-blooded. In addition, he has some connection with Karkus... Lucius Malfoy can be certain...
Amostus Brain is also a wizard who has been active in the underworld for many years.
"He seems to have a good impression of Draco... perhaps, I can ask him to inquire about the 'Golden Adder'?"
Lucius hesitated, but the memory of the 'happy' encounter at The Cruciatus Shack bar made him dismiss this idea. He hoped Draco would get closer to this person, but he himself would avoid any contact unless he had no other choice!
