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Chapter 134 Chapter 134

Voldemort liked to speak softly, and just now Draco was speaking so loudly that we were all taken aback by him, partly because of the abruptness of his voice, and partly because of what he said.

"What did you say?" Voldemort narrowed his eyes. He pretended not to hear clearly. He was giving the boy one last chance.

Draco's eyes flickered for a moment, as if he was frightened, but the next second he became firm again. He looked at Voldemort, pursed his lips and said nothing.

I stared blankly at Draco, his pale eyes dimmed in the dim light, but full of power.

I felt like I was stabbed hard by something.

I have long been used to Draco's cowardice, timidity, his pride, and his selfishness.

Now facing him who suddenly got better, I am not used to it... The aristocratic pride that belongs to him has long been thrown on the ground and trampled on the ground when Lucius was imprisoned

Draco, who was only a teenager, discovered that the beauty of this world only exists in the arms of his parents, without which he is nothing, he is not as good as Harry Potter, not even Weasley superior.

Draco has changed a lot. In places where people can't see, he learned tolerance, humility, silence, how to love others, instead of blindly asking for love from others, he even learned to resist.

"Draco!" Lucius didn't see the huge changes in his son, he only saw Voldemort's gradually frozen expression, and he shouted at Draco angrily, "Take out your wand!"

But Draco was unmoved.

But at this moment, my father quietly walked to my side, slipped out the magic wand that was in my sleeve, and forced it into my hand.

"Sofina, you can't let me down." He whispered in my ear, "You are more noble than Draco, behind you are not only me and your mother, but also the whole family."

When my father saw Draco's actions, he was afraid that I would disobey Voldemort's orders like him, so he came here to warn me.

There were quite a few people present who were blood related to the Ferrez family. Looking at the ever-growing Ferrez, many of them wrote their names into our genealogy by relying on such a little bit of blood.

Those are all my "clan"

My "clan" also looked at me like my father, with expectations and trust in me in their eyes.

I didn't dare to look at them, I just squeezed the wand that my father stuffed in his hand just now, and my hands trembled slightly.

Because I simply don't know what to do.

Facing Draco's stubbornness, Lucius' face turned pale, and he didn't know whether he was angry at him or scared by Voldemort, he who was still reprimanding Draco just now, but now his tone was gentle Many: "Son, be obedient, take out your wand, you only need to duel once, you won't hurt Sophie."

Draco didn't look at him, didn't speak, silence was his best answer.

Voldemort lifted his baggy sleeves, with a stern expression on his face, he watched Draco for a while, then turned to me and said, "I think I can actually declare the duel started."

He smiled at me and it made me shudder

Draco didn't want to make a move, it didn't matter, as long as there was another person willing to participate.That's what Voldemort thought

"Get rid of those complicated and annoying rules! Sofina, you can attack directly! Hit him until he can't stand!" Voldemort opened his hands and took a few steps back, as if to leave room for me to fight.

"No..." Narcissa and Lucius looked at me at the same time.

I looked at Draco, and he blinked his eyes to meet mine. He straightened himself, as if he was ready to be attacked by my magic.

I hesitated, I just held the wand, my eyes were slightly swollen, and I felt tears wanting to come out of my eyes

I don't want to, but I have to.

"Sofina!" My father reminded me softly

Voldemort slowly raised his wand: "Sofina, if you don't want to duel, I can replace you."

I looked at Voldemort with horror in my eyes: "No, I will!"

Voldemort made a gesture of invitation.

I took a deep breath, suppressed all the sobriety in my heart, then looked at Draco with a fearless face, raised my wand and pointed it at him.

I closed my eyes and threw the magic towards him vigorously, and the crowd suddenly became mixed up in the next second.

When I opened my eyes, it wasn't Draco who fell on the ground, but Lucius.

Surprised, Draco pulled his father into his arms, checking his injuries.

Lucius' face was still as white as before, and his blond hair was very flattering. He frowned tightly and lay in Draco's arms, his hands tightly clutching his chest, which had long been stained red with blood.

"Lucius!" Narcissa screamed and rushed over, looking at her injured husband, tears couldn't stop falling

"Master, please spare us! Malfoy's loyalty can be learned from heaven and earth!" Narcissa took Lucius into her arms and looked up at Voldemort.

The woman's face was very haggard, as if she had aged ten years in the past few days. She looked at Voldemort pleadingly, looking very embarrassed.

Lucius seemed to want to say something, he struggled a bit, but the severe pain in his chest made him unable to speak

Narcissa could only continue to speak in front of his microphone: "We will promise you! We will support you with our lives! Protect you! And Draco is the warrior you prophesied!"

Draco hadn't recovered from the shock just now, he didn't expect that his father would suddenly rush out to block the injury for him.

Voldemort looked at the family of three, wondering what was going on in his mind.

"Forgive them, my master, Draco is no less useful than Sofina." Bella walked out of the crowd slowly at this time, she glanced at her sister, and then continued, "Now the world Everything is already yours, and everything can start from scratch."

Bella stroked her curly hair, she was no longer as crazy as before, her voice was calm and gentle.

"I think so too." Snape also stood up to help, although his expression was as cold as ever, "There's no need to hurt yourself now, after all, Harry Potter is still absconding."

Voldemort finally nodded, letting the Malfoys go.

The Malfoy family escaped this section, but they still haven't really resolved their grievances with the Ferris family

What's even more ridiculous is that we have been in a state of marriage.

—————I met Draco again in the corridor, the Malfoy family used to use dim lights against the dark floors and walls to show their arrogance and insidiousness.

Draco Malfoy seemed to have just come out of his father's room, wearing a black shirt, with his coat hanging over his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

The Death Eaters currently regard Malfoy Manor as their base, where they take root and live

But our family is not willing to bow down to this desolate place. Today is the day when we are going to go home.

Draco looked at the suitcase in my hand and understood that I was leaving, his lips turned pale: "To be honest, I don't want you to leave."

Draco walked towards me, gently hugged me in his arms, his faint scent wrapped me up, this is Malfoy's unique breath.

Thinking of leaving soon, I closed my eyes greedily and began to enjoy the warm and comfortable smell.

Not long after, the voice from the other end of the corridor woke me who was still intoxicated just now, I left his arms, and slowly pushed Draco away: "When we meet again, we have to wait until school starts. "

There should be many special things happening this holiday, but I, who is about to become the female chairwoman of the student union, must return to the family to receive training, not only about magic, but also about the mind.

Voldemort said, Hogwarts is a small political arena, this is the first place that will come under my rule, and I must appear in front of the rebels with the most supreme appearance.

Voldemort said that the best way to show yourself is to make them submit.

My father also had high hopes for me a long time ago. He thought it would be easy to rule a group of children.

I wanted to refute at first, but I didn't know how to express it, and I didn't have the courage to refute, so I could only nod in acquiescence.

Before the crowd approached, Draco cupped my face and kissed it lightly, although he left without saying anything.

I looked at his back disappearing at the end of the corridor, he looked very lonely and lonely.

"Sofina, we have been waiting for you for a long time." The people who came were naturally the father and his subordinates

Father wanted to leave this place impatiently, he almost had the word disgust written on his face.

——To add insult to injury.That's the only tactful comment I've made about my father and me.

I have been staying with Voldemort for the past few days, so I have to constantly think about how to deal with it, how to deal with it, and how to evaluate it.

His father, who was flattering and condescending to Malfoy at the beginning, has become domineering now, and even thinks that the most luxurious Malfoy manor cannot accommodate his feet.

And I, I feel that my feelings for Draco have gradually deteriorated, not that I don't love anymore

It's the disparity now. Although I am both a nobleman and a Death Eater, I am being praised to the sky by people.

Draco began to live a life that depends on people's faces.

Draco's silent kiss just now seemed to indicate that he saw it—he saw the deep sympathy for him hidden in my eyes.

So Draco left without saying a word.

The reason why the marriage contract can be maintained is all due to the coercion of Voldemort, otherwise, with Lucius' arrogant temper, no matter how humble he is, he cannot be humiliated like this

My father has changed from being proud of my marriage to being ashamed of my marriage.

Voldemort is immortal, of course he hopes to have a loyal warrior who will be of great use to him, and of course this warrior must be born from the two prophesied in the prophecy ball.

It is not unreasonable to predict a male and female warrior, because then we can reproduce

Our children and grandchildren will all work for the living Lord Voldemort.

At first, I didn't understand why Voldemort would attach so much importance to my marriage contract with Draco, until I accidentally overheard the truth

I just felt a chill rush into my body before, making me shiver.

It was fear and anger.

We are Voldemort's fighting tools, but also his reproductive tools.

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