bioinnovel Chapter 80 A Covert Warning
Chapter 80 A Covert Warning
Chapter 80 A Covert Warning
Lucius Malfoy refused outright, but Belvina didn't care.
It was just a spur-of-the-moment attempt; I didn't even bother to draw up a picture of the pie. It would be surprising if it succeeded in attracting people.
If Belvina really wanted to recruit people, she should have gone to the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts, not to pure-blood wizards who graduated from Slytherin.
Among these people, some are astute and shrewd, even more so than monkeys when they get involved; some have already been corrupted to other colors, so it's better to just give up on them rather than waste time and effort trying to change them; and some are short-sighted and foolish, and will only become useless teammates.
The Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts didn't have so many concerns; both places were full of young blood.
There are many young people in the Ministry of Magic whose paths to advancement are blocked. They have not yet been worn down by reality, and their heads are still held high. They desperately need an opportunity to prove themselves.
As a school, Hogwarts is full of students who haven't seen much of the world and are full of enthusiasm. As long as they don't cross Dumbledore's bottom line, they'll be fine.
It's safe to assume that Dumbledore wouldn't allow a second Voldemort to thrive under his nose.
In the vibrant courtyard, Belvina stood there, saying nothing, her eyes narrowed again, as if she weren't the one who had just won over Lucius.
Belvina's indifference made Lucius feel uneasy, even giving him the feeling that he had missed a good opportunity.
Aren't you going to offer anything in return?
Why don't you try again?
Do they really not value Malfoy that much?
You're not treating me like a human being at all!
As Lucius thought this, a blush crept onto his pale face, but he concealed it well, and the blush vanished in an instant.
"The second question—" Lucius thought for a moment, "I suppose the second question is unnecessary to ask. Your public support for Muggles is also to cater to Dumbledore's preferences."
Belvina wagged her finger again and said, "No, and I need to correct you on one more point. I'm not supporting Muggles. I just think wizards should put aside their prejudices and humbly learn from Muggles."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lucius felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"You've made me laugh, Belvina," Lucius said. "Wizards learning from Muggles, what do you think? Don't you really need to go see St. Mungo's?"
"You really made me laugh, Lucius," Belvina said. "I thought you'd at least realize that wizards have been stuck in the same place, but your vision is less than a tenth of what your ancestors had."
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The real Lucius Malfoy, with his long hair but short brains.
Wizards simply cannot develop industry and technology like Muggles. With their pitifully small population and low level of education, industrialization is impossible for them; it's a pipe dream.
The Soviet Union was able to make great strides in industrialization because of its large population and because it was a country with Mendeleev.
The progress wizards need is intellectual progress, broadening their horizons and opening up their minds; it is magical progress, not only trying to restore ancient magic, but also focusing on the present and developing more new magic.
Wizards have fallen far behind and must catch up. Falling behind doesn't necessarily mean being attacked, but being attacked is always because of falling behind.
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand any of this anyway. Your brain isn't even as good as the sheepdog I just tamed," Belvina said disdainfully. "I'd rather take the dog and herd sheep than talk to you about this."
At least sheep can produce wool, and mutton can be used for soup, skewers, and other purposes, so the importance of sheep flocks far exceeds that of Lucius Malfoy.
With that, Belvina turned and walked away. She really didn't intend to continue arguing with Lucius, as if she was afraid that spending too much time with him would affect her.
"Stop!" Lucius stood up and tapped the ground with his cane. Finding that it didn't make a sound, he realized that he was standing on a soft grassy field.
"Halt, Belvina!" Lucius raised his voice. "We haven't finished talking. Why did you embarrass Dumbledore at the year-end banquet? Didn't you say you wanted to follow him?"
In Lucius's mind, no matter how you look at it, Belvina was just a follower of Dumbledore, and the alliance was just a nice-sounding way of putting on a show.
Well, it's not entirely wrong, after all, Belvina's current strength is indeed somewhat lacking.
"You come back here!"
Belvina stopped and turned around, her bright black eyes filled with disdain, as if to say: With your intelligence and brain capacity,
It's difficult for me to explain this to you in just a few words.
Having been rejected countless times, Lucius suppressed his resentment and gritted his teeth, saying, "Why did you do that? What were you trying to convey?"
"I'm curious, when did you all start paying so much attention to me?" Belvina asked with a smile. She wasn't a famous person, nor was she a reading comprehension passage on a Chinese exam, so why were you all analyzing her?
Yes, when did you start paying attention to Belvina's every word and action?
Lucius wondered to himself, did it start when he got rid of Barty Crouch and helped Cornelius Fudge rise to power?
Something doesn't seem right. People were already paying attention to Belvina much earlier, but back then she was just a minor official in the Ministry of Magic. What was there to pay attention to?
Lucius was puzzled, but he didn't show it on his face; he had that basic skill.
"I don't care what you want to do, and I don't want to know what you're going to do, as long as Narcissa isn't involved, you can do whatever you want!"
Lucius Malfoy finally revealed the true purpose of his trip: he had come all the way to Fertile Plains not to satisfy his curiosity, nor to run errands for others, but to warn Belvina.
Upon hearing this, Belvina stopped smiling and straightened her posture from a relaxed stance.
She said, "I take your warning, Lucius. You know, it's only at times like this that I feel you're acting like a man."
Belvina continued, "You can rest assured that whatever I do will not involve Cici and her child. On the contrary, you, as a husband and a father, are you really capable of supporting this family?"
As she spoke, Belvina's gaze immediately fell on Lucius's left forearm.
She continued, "You have a loving wife, a son who admires you, and enough wealth to last several lifetimes—let go of your youthful ideals and beliefs if you don't want to bring them suffering."
Lucius felt a sharp pain in his left arm from the intense gaze, but he knew it was just his imagination because he understood the unspoken warning from Belvina.
Never get involved with Death Eaters again.
Lucius smiled bitterly to himself; he was laughing at himself, and also at Belvina.
If the Dark Lord were to truly return one day, Lucius would have no choice but to don his black robes and mask once more, and once again gather under the Dark Lord's wrath.
"Also, keep Draco away from Goyle and Crabbe; those two kids aren't even fit to be henchmen," Belvina continued. "And that little Parkinson girl, she doesn't seem very bright either."
"Who Draco befriends is none of your business," Lucius said slowly, his tone regaining its haughty and indifferent tone. He continued, "You should worry more about yourself, lest you die in your own bed one day."
The nail that sticks out gets hammered down; those who are too assertive usually don't have a good ending.
Before Voldemort unleashed his darkness, he too lay low for a long time and even served under Borgin Burke.
"One last piece of advice: don't even think about becoming a leader like the Dark Lord," Lucius said coldly. "Not only will you not gain their support, but you'll also die a horrible death."
"Why would I do that? And why do I need their support? Do you think I'm stupid?"
Lucius Malfoy nodded. He thought Belvina was a fool who had lost her mind and was indulging in wishful thinking, unaware that she was about to be killed.
Belvina watched Lucius walk away speechlessly. She didn't want to bring back a bunch of fanatical, useless teammates like Voldemort. Her legs weren't strong enough to support so many people who were dragging her down.
Furthermore, Belvina didn't even think about this at the year-end banquet, and she didn't mean to send any signals to anyone else; they were overthinking it!
Should we explain this to Dumbledore? He's so smart, he probably wouldn't think that way, right?
But how can one explain this? Should one say that one has no intention of leading Slytherin, or that one's ambitions lie elsewhere and that one has no desire to become the next Voldemort?
Wait, something's not right. Why do I need to explain this to Dumbledore? What's there to explain?
Belvina was originally a Slytherin, a shrewd and ambitious woman. If she's ambitious, what's the point of explaining?