Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Lucius...Malfoy..." Tiera turned Lucius to the ground, "Loyal?"

"Hehehe-" Tiera laughed a few times in a hoarse voice, "I heard that you made a good life by slandering and betraying me, my smooth friend."

"My master, that's just my mask!" Lucius defended, "I have never stopped paying attention to your news. Once there is news about you..."

"There's a lot of news about me..." Tiera pulled Lucius up from the ground, "but..."

"Anyway, you have proved that you are indeed useful." Tiera smiled gloomily, like petting a puppy, stroking Lucius' brain door...

Um... This hairspray feels really comfortable...

"Master?" Lucius' eyes flashed with the joy of escaping death.

"I know, you gave the diary I gave you to this hemp... Mudblood didn't have a good heart." Tiera said, "But it's undeniable that you did help me resurrect... so I'll give it to you. A little reward..."

Tiera stretched out her hand, and Draco, who was standing in the distance, was suddenly pulled by a huge force.

"No—!" Lucius Malfoy hurriedly got up, but Tiera waved his wand.

Lucius was thrown to the ground again.

Tiera grabbed Draco's left arm.

"You, let me go!" Draco struggled with tears.

Tiera put the tip of her wand against the wrist of Draco's left hand.

The huge fear merged with magic, leaving a shallow Dark Lord mark on Draco's left wrist.

"This is an honor—" Tiye stretched his hand over the freshly baked Dark Lord's mark and said, "Your son, the youngest Death Eater..."

Because of the huge fear, coupled with the huge pain caused by imprinting the mark of the Dark Lord, Draco had fainted at this time.

Tiera even smelled a faint smell of urine...

tsk...

This Voldemort's reputation is too bad.

Look at the frightening of other people's children.

Tiera quickly pushed Draco towards Lucius.

Don't rub against me.

"Yes, yes, thank you, thank you master." Lucius took Draco.

Feeling that Malfoy was just overly frightened, Lucius breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is considered an early reward." Tiera said again.

"Mention, advance reward?" Lucius asked stutteringly, glanced at Tiera and then quickly lowered his head.

"Go and do something for me." Tiera stared at Lucius.

Through the momentary eye contact, Tiera saw the fear in Lucius's heart——

There is no feeling of resistance at all, which is good.

Tiera let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that Voldemort had trained the Death Eaters very well "before his death", otherwise Lucius wouldn't have any idea of ​​resistance...

Hey hey hey...

"I need some materials, you can buy it for me." Tiera paused after speaking.

"What... what material?" Lucius asked with his head lowered.

"Ptarmigan feathers, Ukrainian iron belly scales, African tree snake skin, corpse oil, baby bone meal, flaming stone, mold growing on bat corpses, shadow grass, mandrake root, single leaf of mandrake Leaves, hibiscus wood pollen, dragon spinal fluid..." Except for some of the materials that Tiera really needs, the rest is how expensive and rare is Tierra.

"There are also compound decoctions, magic potions, aging potions, wolf venom potions, bone water, blessing potions..."

"There are also crystal medicine bottles, adamantine gold, oregano, mithril, opal, morning dew, black gold stone, crystal **** for divination..."

Tiera said a lot of reagents and materials in one breath.

Counting the medicinal herbs mentioned earlier, there are a total of ninety-two kinds—

Half is needed, the other half...

Either very expensive or hard to come by, especially a few of the black magic herbs—nearly impossible to come by except through a few specific black market traders in Knockturn Alley.

"Master... Master." Lucius asked with some doubts, "You, you want these materials..."

"When did I need you to ask about my affairs?" Tiera said fiercely.

"Yes, yes, my master." Lucius lowered his head humbly again.

"Within a month," Tiera added, "that is, the day Hogwarts starts, let Draco take him to school."

"Yes, yes, my master."

"What I want." Tiera suddenly rushed over and grabbed Lucius from the ground.

"What I want..." Tiera's face was close to Lucius's, forcing Lucius to look at herself.

The corners of Tiera's mouth were upturned, but like a snake, her mouth was cracked to the base of her ears, revealing a mouth full of tiny tiny teeth and those two huge fangs.

A strong smell of blood came from Tiera's mouth.

"I want nothing less."

"Yes, yes master."

Looking at each other, Tiera saw only fear in Lucius' eyes.

Tiera stuck out her tongue in satisfaction, and the snake core circled around Lucius' face.

"Ah-uh..." Lucius almost shouted. When Tiera's tongue touched Lucius' cheek just now, he felt a pain as if burned by acid.

"Do you need me to carve it on your face?" Tiera asked, "I think you remember what I said just now?"

"Remember... remember." Lucius' legs trembled.

Tiera loosened Lucius' collar and pushed him roughly to the ground.

"Don't do it soon!" Tiera growled.

"Yes, yes master, I, I'll leave now." Lucius got up from the ground, bent over, picked up Malfoy, who was still unconscious, and quickly ran towards the road he came from.

After seeing Lucius disappear from her field of vision, Tiera relaxed a little.

Putting on the wide hood, he summoned Raven, took out the small suitcase he had hidden in the garbage heap, and made two "Bah, Bah".

This Lucius, what can't he do, he is the No.

Just now, in order to create a terrifying atmosphere and put her own venom into Lucius ~www.wuxiahere.com~, Tiera licked his face.

In the end, she licked her face with foundation.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah." Tiera, who turned around and walked into the dark alley, spit a few more sips at the ground.

Tiera still felt a mineral-essential taste in her mouth.

"Hiccup~~" After Tiera walked into the dark alley for a while, the "Heir" flew over from a distance.

At this time, the inheritor has restored the image of the 666-page book.

Joyfully circled around Tiera.

"Looks like you're very full." Tiye stretched out his hand and touched the Inheritor, and then shoved it into the small suitcase.

After finding Lucius, Tiera asked the "Heir" to be on guard around him.

Encountered with a wizard pioneer who wanted to approach, but couldn't be driven and killed again——

But obviously, the "inheritor" went straight to kill—

But it doesn't matter, what kind of good people can stay in Knockturn Alley abnormally.

Through contact, Tiera felt that the "inheritance" had swallowed two wizards and one witch.

"Let me see... what secrets do you have..." Tiera knocked on "Inheritor".

Dense words began to appear on the blank pages of "The Inheritor"...

"Alia Dost, born on October 14, 1977, father...mother...studied at..."

"Kornburnt, born on January 6, 1963..."

"Claude Kris, born on July 24, 1978..."

One of the several abilities of the "Heirs" at this stage - the sharing of destiny.

It can reveal the past of the wizard devoured by the "inheritance" and the secrets in his mind in the form of a biography.