Lucius Seeing the spell hit Lin Ze, I couldn't be happy at all.
The next moment, the Lin Ze that was standing there gradually faded away until it disappeared out of thin air.
"Oi, what are you looking at? Turn around."
A familiar voice came from behind Lucius.
Lucius turned around suddenly and found that Lin Ze, who had just been hit by "Killing Curse", was standing behind him unscathed.
"You..."
"There is another spell, Mr. Malfoy, please cherish it."
In the end, Lucius still failed to recite the third spell.
His reason finally overcame Pure-blood families's pride. The wand hung down by his side, and his knuckles turned gray-white from clenching it too tightly.
I slowly walked to the wine cabinet on the side of the Entrance Hall, opened the glass door, and picked out a bottle of Firewhisky with the oldest label.
There was a muffled sound when the cork was pulled out, and the mellow caramel smell mixed with alcohol dissipated. Lin Ze poured himself half a cup, and then put the rest into the wooden box in his arms.
"Mr. Malfoy, you have so many good things here Sickle."
Lin Ze took a sip and leaned against the wine cabinet. His vertical pupils had dissipated, and his eyes were no different from those of ordinary people.
"The collections alone are really worth a lot of money. I wish I could have so many Galleon..." Lin Ze let out a long sigh.
Lucius The muscles on his face twitched. He took a deep breath and clenched his fingers in the sleeves of his nightgown, but finally let go.
"What do you want?"
"Hand over all the lists, letters, and financial records you have related to Death Eaters."
Lin Ze Put the wine glass on the wine cabinet.
"Then you go to Wizengamot and give a complete testimony to prove that you have supported Voldemort before."
Lucius's body twitched visibly.
"What will I gain if I do this?"
"I can guarantee that you and your wife will not have to go to Azkaban again." Lin Ze said.
"Of course, I want half of Malfoy family's property."
"You're crazy!" Lucius said through gritted teeth.
"Crazy? No, no, no, I'm just too kind. Originally, you and your wife should have gone to Azkaban to spend the rest of your lives with those noseless monsters. Your poor son would have been guarding the dilapidated manor alone and suffered all the hardships..."
"It's me, it's me who saved you, Mr. Malfoy. In return for me, I think half of your family's property is actually not that much."
Lucius was silent for a long time.
"I can give you the list and letters, and I can organize the financial records... but half of the industry..."
"Just half of the property." Lin Ze gave him no room to bargain.
"You can use it as money to buy your life, or you can use it as the price for your son to have the surname Malfoy in the future. Whichever you choose is up to you. Of course, if you choose the wrong one, you and your wife may not be able to survive tonight."
"I don't believe you dare..."
"I didn't ask you to believe it. I was just discussing the matter with you. Since I can appear here, it proves that Ministry of Magic is no longer afraid of them talking too much. Think about your wife and your newborn child, Mr. Malfoy." Lin Ze still looked at him with a smile.
Lucius stared at Lin Ze for a long time, and he found that this young man had a crazy energy, which was so similar to the former Voldemort.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally squeezed out one word from between his teeth. "... Okay."
"Congratulations, Mr. Malfoy, you have made the most correct choice in your life. Don't worry, although you will still be judged by Wizengamot, I guarantee that what you did before was only done under the coercion of Voldemort and the control of "Imperius Curse"."
After saying that, Lin Ze shook his body, "Apparition" and left Malfoy Manor.
The next morning, just as it was time to go to work, Lin Ze appeared at the door of Crouch's office on time.
"Malfoy Manor Something happened last night." Crouch didn't look up and pointed at a line on the list, "You'd better tell me that thing has nothing to do with you."
"I did it." Lin Ze pulled out the chair and sat down without any detours.
"Lin Ze, Special Operations Team has field regulations and action approval processes. You bypassed all procedures and acted privately. Do you know that Wizengamot can just grab this one..."
"Master Secretary." Lin Ze interrupted Barty Crouch Sr..
"Lucius has agreed to give a complete testimony to Wizengamot, admitting that he was coerced by Voldemort to do some extraordinary things, and is willing to cooperate in identifying other Death Eaters."
"The list, letters, and financial records he has will all be handed over to me before this afternoon."
Crouch The last words were stuck in my throat.
"What did you say?"
"I said, Malfoy compromised, and he is willing to cooperate fully."
Crouch stared at him for several seconds, slowly curling his fingers on the table.
"What did you promise him?"
"Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy will no longer be held responsible for the follow-up. They are just poor people who were coerced and fell into the trap of "Imperius Curse"."
"No investigation? Poor guy!" Crouch stood up, looking slightly excited.
"He is Death Eaters. He funded Voldemort. He almost turned the entire Wizengamot into his backyard. Now you come here to tell me that you made a deal with him?"
"Yes, a deal."
"I disagree!"
Lin Ze leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the angry Barty Crouch Sr. silently.
But I saw Crouch walking to the window, with his hands behind his back and his shoulders straight. "Malfoy must face a public trial in Wizengamot. He will be admitted to Azkaban after he is found guilty. This is a certainty. How much effort I spent to push him to this point, you have completely dismantled my layout in one night."
"Your layout has not been completely dismantled, but it has been changed to a way that is better for everyone." Lin Ze said.
"Malfoy pleads guilty and reveals others, and Wizengamot can still get the results they want. The only difference is that Lucius himself does not have to go to jail."
"The difference lies in justice." Crouch turned around and his voice deepened.
"He committed a crime and must serve his sentence. It's that simple."
Lin Ze sighed and slowly took out a small glass bottle from his inner pocket and placed it on the table in front of Crouch. The silver mist in the bottle surged and swayed, like a trapped living creature.
"Speaking of crime, I didn't want to use this thing so soon, Mr. Director."
Crouch looked down at the bottle and didn't move it.
"What is this?"
"The memory Karkaroff gave me." Lin Ze said.
"The content is about the performance of your son, Barty Crouch Jr.·Crouch, at the Death Eaters rally. Including how he used Cruciatus Curse to fold Damn Muggle, how did you kill a Muggle man with your own hands, and what did Voldemort say to him on the day he joined Death Eaters."
Crouch's facial expression froze for an instant, and he stared at the small bottle uncertainly.
"Are you threatening me?"
"I don't like the word threat." Lin Ze put the bottle of memory back into his pocket.
"I'm just telling you that if Malfoy's case goes your way, this bottle will appear on Wizengamot's evidence table tomorrow."
"You can think about it for yourself, whether a son who is identified as Death Eaters in public will shake your position as director, and... will you still have a chance to run for minister next time?"
"..." Silence.
"How long has it been since you got this from Karkaroff?" Barty Crouch Sr. asked with a long sigh.
"A few months."
"You keep it?"
"Yes, you are a good boss. I have never wanted to play this card. But now you force me to have no other choice." Lin Ze stood up and pushed the chair back to the table.
"As long as you nod your head about Lucius, this bottle will rot in my hands forever, and your son's affairs will also rot in this room."