Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 268: Night Visit to Potter Manor

Could it be that Narcissa's previous life had an inseparable connection with the ancestor of the blood clan?

As the reincarnation of the Elf King Thranduil, Lucius is almost an omniscient and omnipotent god.

Are there people and things he cannot protect?

A sense of powerlessness arises spontaneously.

Perhaps, it was because of the sufferings in his previous life that Lucius treated Narcissa like a treasure and held her in the palm of his hand.

Harry looked at the portkey in his hand, and the regret in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Is it really as Draco learned, that once one is contaminated with the blood of other people, he will be entangled with the Potter family?

Harry, as the last generation of the Potter family, knew nothing about his family history.

The only fragments of information that remained came from brief introductions of other families in Malfoy's study.

Just like the Malfoy family, every pure-blood family with a long history has its own secrets.

The same is true for the Black and Potter families.

"Harry, have you really found a way?" Sirius laughed happily, "You are really promising! As smart as James!"

"Uncle, I heard that you couldn't return home when you were studying, and lived in Potter Manor every winter and summer vacation?"

"Yes, Fleamont, James' father, is very welcoming. Potter Manor is my second home..."

Sirius' eyes were filled with nostalgia.

"Godfather, you must be more familiar with Potter Manor than I am..."

"Harry..." Sirius was saddened by the scene. I noticed that he secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes when he held Harry in his arms.

Different from the gorgeous and cozy Malfoy Manor, Potter Manor is magnificent with a typical Gothic style.

Maybe it’s because it hasn’t been opened for a long time, so it has a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

I couldn't help but take Draco's arm.

"Are you cold?" The boy put a coat on me.

"who?"

Lucius suddenly spoke up.

He looked around vigilantly, clenched his snake-head cane, and stood in front of us.

He motioned for us to form a circle.

"Mom..." I imitated my father and stood in front of Narcissa.

Narcissa silently drew her wand and took a defensive stance.

“I should be the one asking this question.”

A voice suddenly sounded.

My heart sank.

There is no breath of life in him.

He is a vampire!

He appeared before us.

He was tall and strong, with handsome features, a wooden face and a serious expression, as if he was wearing a mask.

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

His cold eyes changed drastically the moment they looked at Narcissa.

"Master...Master..."

His expression was excited, and I saw his figure swaying, and he had already stopped in front of me.

I was terrified, but I still chose to stand in front of Narcissa.

"Don't hurt my mother!"

He was staring at Narcissa without paying any attention to me.

"Master, I have been waiting for you..."

He knelt on one knee, ready to kiss the hem of Narcissa's robe.

Before Narcissa could react, Lucius's snake-headed cane had already hooked around the man's back.

"Who are you? In what capacity do you speak to my wife?"

"The reincarnation of the Elf King is nothing more than this..."

It was as if he had eyes on his back and he suddenly stretched out his hand and attacked his father's cane.

"Bleichröder, confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence may not be."

Lucius did not use his full strength, but he arrived first after starting later.

The vampire raised his chin, a thorn against his neck.