deltrittennovels Chapter 101 No diary?
Chapter 101 No diary?
"Tsk tsk, Malfoy and Weasley's love-hate relationship."
Looking at the entrance of the crowded Lihen Bookstore, Amber leisurely found an excellent perspective and enjoyed the scene in the crowd.
At this time, Mr. Weasley was wrestling with Lucius, a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic, a noble descendant of a pure-blood family, and now he was scratching his hair and hitting a sap like the most common hooligan.
Such a scene is rare in the entire magic world.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Amber didn't show up, just waited quietly.
The grievances and grievances between the two families have lasted for hundreds of years, and it cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.
He knew that the essence of the fight was not here at all, but at this moment, Ronald's little sister was holding a pile of books in her arms.
Tom Riddle's Diary.
Voldemort's first Horcrux.
Fights come and go quickly. When the two elegant gentlemen, who were a hundred years old together, were pulled away by the crowd, they each left here in a hurry with the scars on their faces.
And Amber, at this time, also appeared in front of the Weasley family at the right time.
"Hey, long time no see, Amber.
"Long time no see, you two.
The most eagle-eyed are the twins, who discovered this dear partner the first time Amber showed up.
However, Amber wasn't coming for them now. After greeting the Weasleys politely, Amber's eyes fell on Ginny very naturally.
"I forgot, it's time for Ginny to go to Hogwarts this year."
"Yeah, yeah, I'll be a good Gryffindor.
"I don't doubt it, after all, it is outrageous for things like sorting to be passed down according to the family. I always feel that the sorting hat is a bit old and confused.
Amber's rants aroused laughter from everyone. After all, the nervous singing of the Sorting Hat every year has become a lingering shadow in these people's hearts.
"Happy school, then, Ginny."
Amber magically took out a brand new robe. Handing it to Ginny with a smile on her face.
"I remember you saying last Christmas that you wanted a new robe as a school present from me. 35
"Oh my God, Amber, this-"
The huge surprise made Ginny cover her mouth instantly, and the crucible and other objects in her hand also splashed all over the ground.
The Weasley family's financially distressed situation made all of Ginny's possessions second-hand.
And Amber timely presented a new robe. The little witch's love for beauty was instantly satisfied.
"Thank you, Amber, I like it very much."
Everyone present knew the financial situation of the Amber family. No one thinks that a robe is an extremely valuable thing.
But last Christmas, Ginny's casual complaint that Amber can remember to this day has made everyone in the Weasley family extremely happy.
"It's just a small matter, don't worry about it.
With that said, Amber crouched down and helped Ginny pick up the books scattered on the floor.
But in the blink of an eye, Amber frowned.
Among these books on the ground, there is not a single black notebook.
Unwilling to give up, Amber took every book and carefully opened it. And try to sign in on every book through the system.
But Dead Water's unresponsive system told Amber that there was nothing in the books that he imagined.
Didn't Lucius mean to frame Weasley with his diary?
That's kind of bad.
Handing the book in his hand to Ginny, Amber didn't even want to talk.
After saying goodbye to the Weasley family, he quickly walked into the bookstore, ignoring Lockhart's passionate speech next to him, quickly bought everything, and contacted Draco while sitting in the cafe.
The familiar platinum-gold portrait on the phone flickered, and Amber felt like a year.
Finally, when another familiar Zhang Yang voice sounded. He then let out a long sigh of relief.
"Hey, cousin, what's the matter?"
Drake's tone was full of doubts, he had always known that his cousin had great ambitions and was able to manage every day.
If there is nothing particularly important, he will not take the initiative to contact him.
"Where are you now?"
"Uh...Mrs. Morkin's Robe Shop.
"Lucius and Aunt Narcissa are there, right? 35
"Yes... yes, what's wrong?
"Wait for me there."
Come on, Amber hung up the phone and walked towards the robe shop.
In the robe shop, Draco was holding the phone that had gone out. Face to face with his mother.
On the side, Lucius was leaning on the silver cane that never left his body, his face was very ugly.
Fortunately, within a few minutes, Amber's figure appeared outside the robe shop.
"Long time no see, Aunt Narcissa."
After hurriedly nodding to Narcissa, Amber grabbed Lucius next to him, opened the door of the locker room, and got in.
"Mrs. Morkin, I'm sorry, please give us a space to speak alone. 99
After dismissing the shopkeeper, Amber stared at Lucius who was close at hand, and asked straight to the point:
"What about the diary?"
"Diary? What diary? Amber Cadmus, I warn you—"
Word 617 of Lucius' warning has not yet been exported. Amber held down his cane firmly, and the snake wood wand popped out from his right hand, pressing against Lucius' neck.
"I'm not joking with you, where is the thing that the Dark Lord gave you back then?
"Just... what a joke, how dare you mention—"
"Don't pretend, Lucius, with your intelligence network, it's impossible not to know what happened in the school last year."
"That person is crazy now, let him come up with another magic circle to sacrifice to Europe, you and I will be finished!"
Clearly, Lucius was taken aback by Amber's words.
Although he probably knew what happened at Hogwarts last year, it was only information extracted from a few words.
And now that Amber's personal admission was obtained, Lucius knew clearly that he had turned around from the gate of hell before he knew it.
Thinking of this, Lucius' face suddenly became serious, and he carefully asked Amber about the black notes.
However, when Amber described the appearance of the diary in detail, what he said next made Amber like a bolt from the blue.
"I don't know what the diary you're talking about, in fact, the Dark Lord never asked me to keep anything for him.59