Harry Potter: The Muggle Crown Prince at Hogwarts

Chapter 475 Without Malfoy, you wouldn’t be where you are now, Tom!

This group of people were obviously Death Eaters. Now they came to blow up the owl shop with great fanfare, but they did not affect others and surrounded them. It was obvious that they were targeting them.

Allen was quite puzzled by this at first.

But he was stuck in a knot at that time and did not delve into these details.

Looking at it now, I have to wonder again.

The man in the middle carefully pulled out the wand from the snake-headed cane, restrained a bit of his condescending arrogance, and said in a long and emphasized tone,

"Hide your head and show your tail! We only want this woman - she has offended the Dark Lord! I believe that no one will have trouble with the Dark Lord!"

Edward patted Allen silently, trying to pull him behind him.

With a sullen face, he put his right hand half behind his back, loaded his chest silently, and said in a loud voice,

"What did she do to deserve to be hunted by you people?"

The leading man in black raised his wand, pointed it at Edward, and said in a deep voice, "She saw something she shouldn't have seen!"

"Oh? I would like to know what she saw.

"—Abraxas Malfoy?"

The sudden appearance of this voice made all the Death Eaters look around and start whispering.

Seeing that he had been exposed, Malfoy no longer tried to hide it, raised his wand and passed it over his face, and the silver mask floated away like smoke.

He was deep in silence, narrowed his eyes with a cold expression, and said arrogantly, "Since you know me, why don't you get out of here!"

But at this time, Abraxas was already the proud son of heaven. He was probably still supporting Voldemort, and he could be called half the master of the Death Eaters. How could he believe such a statement.

He pulled out his wand with a cold face, looked around, and threatened, "You are looking for death! If you have the ability, leave your name!"

Allen sneered and apparated away with his parents.

Before the two of them could react, they returned from the messy Diagon Alley to the clean and tidy palace.

Edward came to his senses, put the safety on the pistol, put it back in his pocket, and gently held his beloved girl to comfort him.

Alexia held the two unsent letters tightly in her hands, her eyes darkened.

Directly in front of the two of them, a wisp of light smoke condensed together and gradually condensed into beautiful handwriting.

[Why are they hunting? ]

Allen asked.

Alexia shook her head slightly, her expression a little unhappy,

“I had just arrived in England and didn’t know my way around, so I stumbled into a place called Knockturn Alley and broke into a room.

"When those people were chasing me, they would always say that I saw something I shouldn't have seen."

"But what exactly is it..."

She shook her head slightly, "I really don't know."

Allen frowned slightly, controlled the light smoke and wrote, [I know. ]

Just as Edward was about to ask a few questions, he felt the transparent little guy leave like a gust of wind.

Allen put on the invisibility cloak and used Zeus to temporarily block the alarm and alchemy array at the entrance of Malfoy Manor. He found the master's study with ease and got in.

Sure enough, Abraxas was taking off his black robe with a solemn expression and threw it on the sofa aside.

A man with a handsome face and impressive momentum was sitting in the study. When he saw him, he raised his scarlet eyes.

Allen recognized it immediately.

— Voldemort.

The mature version of Tom Riddle.

When "Voldemort" saw him coming back, he put down his coffee cup and asked, "Abu, have you caught that woman?"

Abu frowned and shook his head, "No. What I care more about than that is that there is something invisible that disrupts our capture."

Voldemort's expression became darker.

"She has been hiding in the palace, and the palace has been under strict security. Our people can't get in at all! It was so easy to wait for her to come out, but we didn't catch her! I don't know when the next time will be!"

Abraxas frowned.

Those deep gray-blue eyes glanced at him unobtrusively, and asked with a veiled temptation, "What did that woman see that made you so worried that you had to kill her?"

Voldemort did not speak, but stood up and said, "Abu, I don't have to keep these secrets from you. But now is not the time to tell you."

"So what's the right time?"

Abraxas scolded,

"I co-created the Death Eaters with you, I am not one of them, Tom! I am the same person as you! Malfoy has never hidden anything from you, and the family library allows you to enter and exit freely. But you’ve been hiding this from me?!”

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, the scarlet red in his eyes seemed to choose someone to devour.

He looked at his partner next to him, looked into those gray-blue eyes, and listened to what the other person said,

"I've always thought you were a good partner, but, Tom, you should also understand that without Malfoy, you wouldn't be where you are now!"

The two parted unhappily.

Allen raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, manipulated the milk cap on the coffee, and revealed the core secret.

Abraxas glanced at it inadvertently and saw a trace of coffee liquid leaking from the milk cap on it, which seemed to form a word.

——[Horcrux].

He frowned deeply and looked at the steam coming up from the coffee. When the white smoke dissipated, the milk cap on the coffee had dissipated and slowly hung on the wall of the cup.