Malfoy looked at Andy in shock.
He really wanted to sarcastically say to Andy, 'Won't you even write a draft for your bullshit. You're a third-year young wizard, How could you've fought Voldemort and stopped his resurrection plan...'
Listen to yourself once again, do you believe that?
But resurrection plan...
That's a word that shouldn't co out of Andy's mouth.
He shouldn't know about this.
Malfoy had just overheard the private conversation between Snape and his father and thus beca aware that Voldemort was not dead and that he and his father had previously worked on a plan to resurrect him.
However, his father had made a careless mistake, which had ruined the plan.
That was the reason for his father's fear.
"You..."
Malfoy asked anxiously, "What's going on?"
But Andy was under no obligation to answer.
"What do you want from ?" Andy asked indifferently.
"I..." Malfoy opened his mouth, his face turning red.
He wanted to know what Andy's plans were, what he intended to do in the future, what his philosophy was, and when he planned to recruit followers in the future.
But these words... were really hard to say.
Andy raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you think I can help your father? Or have you heard sothing from sowhere and want to pry so secrets out of ?"
"Yes, yes,"
Malfoy nodded hastily, his tone full of eagerness, asking, "Voldemort is plotting to resurrect himself. What are you going to do?"
Andy looked at Malfoy thoughtfully.
Sothing was wrong with this kid!
Snape would not ntion the na 'Andy Collins' to Lucius.
It wasn't that Andy trusted Snape.
Rather, Andy and Snape both knew each other's secrets.
If so, why did Malfoy suddenly co looking for him and say all this nonsense?
Andy looked at Malfoy and said indifferently, "It's not about what I want to do, it's about what you want to do."
"Your father wants to betray Voldemort? Then you should go to Dumbledore, not co to ."
"To be honest, I'm only a third-year wizard. I'm also wondering why you're telling all this."
Having said that, Andy looked around twice, then pulled out his wand and said in a low voice, "There are no outsiders here, so I don't think you want to find out what it feels like to experience Cruciatus Curse, do you? How about Truth Potion? I still have so left."
Andy suspected that Malfoy had probably heard sothing about him sowhere.
Did Lucius know?
Had my secret been revealed? Who had leaked the information?
Malfoy took a step back in horror, but a hint of excitent flickered in his eyes.
He thought to himself, 'Collins is truly worthy of being the future Dark Lord. He dares to use the Cruciatus Curse on his classmates now, and he even carries Veritaserum with him, showing no regard for my status as the heir to the Malfoy family.'
This is the Dark Lord I've been waiting for!
To be honest, Malfoy also wanted to use the Cruciatus Curse on Harry and Ron to see what it would do, or use Veritaserum to find out their secrets and then tell everyone.
But he only dared to think about it.
If it really ca down to it, he would never dare to do it.
But this person in front of him...
Malfoy suddenly realised that if he didn't say sothing next, Andy might really do sothing to him.
"Collins..."
Malfoy looked pale and a little frightened, but he still managed to display the Malfoy family's elegance and reserve as best he could, saying, "If you want to do sothing, I can help you."
Andy: "..."
What does that an?
Andy's mouth twitched slightly.
Andy felt that if his IQ was still in the normal range and if he hadn't misunderstood.
Malfoy...
Then Malfoy...he is probably trying to curry favour with him, right?
Andy looked at Malfoy with a strange expression on his face.
What kind of image do I have in your mind?
I'm not the Dark Lord!
I'm just an ordinary third-year young wizard who likes magic, like a girl, and doesn't have any particularly big ambitions. Ultimately, I just want to learn all the magic in the world and find a practical way to live forever.
That's all!
Andy never wanted to stir up trouble in the wizarding world.
Whether he could succeed or not aside, it's not worth it, and there's no benefit. Even if he did reform the wizarding world, what would Andy get out of it?
Power and money?
They're useful when you're alive, but when you're dead, you don't get anything. So...instead of wasting ti on a career, it's better to learn a few more magic spells.
Except...
Andy's eyes twitched.
Draco Malfoy...there's really nothing good about him.
He may seem like a bad guy, but he's actually a coward. He will be able to pull pranks on others, but if you really want him to do sothing bad, he'll chicken out.
The only advantage he has is his Family na, 'Malfoy'.
After a mont's thought, Andy looked at Malfoy and asked, "You want to help ?"
"Yes!"
Malfoy said with excitent, "My father may not support you for the ti being. But I can help you, and I can try to convince my father."
"As long as we achieve so success, I think...my father will definitely change his mind."
"I know him. He has no future with the Dark Lord, and he hates Dumbledore. If there is a new choice, I think he will definitely give up Dumbledore."
Andy really wanted to roll his eyes.
Don't I know what kind of people you are?
"Don't tell anyone about for now."
Andy looked at Malfoy and said flatly, "You want to help ... but you need to prove your worth."
"Think of a way to get your father to side with Dumbledore, and you too. After this is done, you can do sothing for ... sothing to do with Dumbledore."
"What do you say? Do you dare?"
Malfoy's face flushed red, and he said in an agitated tone, "Of course I can do that! You'll see, how I get this done very quickly."
Malfoy felt that he really had not misjudged Him!
Just look at the person in front of him, who had just stopped Voldemort's resurrection plan, and now wanted to plot against Dumbledore – the greatest wizard of the twentieth century.
"Huh?"
Andy suddenly made a hand gesture to silence him.
Malfoy's expression flickered.
Tap, tap, tap...
A clear sound of footsteps ca, and Andy turned his head to see a black robe appear around the corner of the corridor—Snape slowly walked over.
"Professor Snape?" Andy raised an eyebrow.
Snape's gaze lightly swept over Andy and Malfoy, "The dinner is about to start, what are you two still doing here?"
Malfoy's body stiffened, and he was about to say sothing.
Then he heard Andy say, "Professor, Malfoy and I have so personal business to discuss. We'll go to the dinner after that."
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