Kapitel 261: Chapter 258

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"Excuse me. This seat is tak-" he started to say before he saw who it actually was and ground to a halt.

Lucius Malfoy stared back at him with a pleasant smile.

"You don't mind if I sit here for a minute do you Mr. Potter?" he asked politely.

"I don't," Harry said, keeping his voice flat.

Whatever Malfoy was up to, he couldn't do much in a room as crowded as this. The only things that made sense were either threats or attempts at blackmailing, either of which Harry knew he wouldn't take kindly to. Making sure that Gamer's Mind was at the force and ready to get to work at a moment's notice, Harry prepared himself for what was definitely going to be a tense conversation.

"You were quite a naughty boy this last year weren't you Mr. Potter?" Lucius said, the sharp edge in his voice plenty obvious to Harry, "Breaking into the manor, forcing my house-elf to betray me, assaulting me, Obliviating me . . . I could land you in a lot of trouble Harry. A lot of really bad trouble."

"You could try," Harry flatly replied. The first line had made it plenty obvious that this was a power play to blackmail Harry, and he wasn't going to let the man get too far with it.

"I will. And I will succeed. The few friends you have left…your new family…you have put them in grave danger. Perha-"

"You can cut the monologue Lucius," he flatly said, interrupting the man, "If you want to use my actions this summer as leverage against me then you should remember that I am well aware of your involvement in the Hogwarts Massacre, and I will have no compunctions sharing it with anyone I need to."

Harry could feel Malfoy still beside him for a second before he replied, "Such accusations shouldn't be made lightly-"

"Come on Lucius. Are we going to play this game again?" Harry said, interrupting Malfoy again. Lucius was a creature of words, and not letting him say what he wanted to say could throw him off more than he'd admit. It was up to Harry to use this to his advantage. "You and I both know that you wanted to test me, and as ill thought out as doing what you did was, test me you did. I'm still here. Not a scratch. Besides, I have a feeling that you knew what you were giving Lisa Turpin. Or at least who it belonged to."

There was no mistaking it this time. Lucius had completely frozen.

"A…diary perhaps?" Harry carried on, "Belonging to your old Master. An artifact that you knew was capable of dangerous things, but didn't know how."

"How do you know what it was?" Lucius asked, his voice considerably lower than before.

Harry smiled. It was time for his bullshitting ability to shine, "I had a nice long chat with the spirit of your old master that resided in that diary before I erased him from existence."

"You what?"

"It was quite enlightening actually. He was quite insistent about his superiority over me right until I destroyed him. I don't presume your Master will be happy about you being the cause of the destruction of such a…valuable artefact…when he returns."

Lucius was outright staring at him now, his eyes filled with fear, "You're lying. You are making this up."

Harry chuckled, ignoring Lucius's statement, "It's rather funny actually. Throughout this entire sequence of events, nothing went right for you. I broke into your home. The Heir started attacking purebloods. You put your son in danger and ended up killing several of your allies' children. Even your desperate attempt at getting Lisa killed failed completely."

Lucius's eyes widened, "It was you. But how? You were in the court at the time!"

"I have my people Lucius, and unlike Voldemort's, mine are actually competent."

"You dare utter his name-" Lucius started aggressively.

"Yes I dare," Harry said, "I dare utter your filthy Master's name in front of you because once word of your actions gets out, he won't protect you…no one will protect you. Voldemort, the pureblood society, Ministry, Death Eaters…they will all turn on you after they learn of what you did. The only one who can protect you is me. Voldemort is your past, Lucius. I am the future."

Sensing it was time to amp up the pressure to a thousand, Harry sent a massive tendril of his mana into his blood, wrenching his blood down to a crawl with as much effort as he could. Malfoy swayed, grabbing onto his cane tightly to support himself.

"You may bear his Mark, but you are my pawn. You have been ever since I laid eyes on you."

Trembles rocked through Lucius's body as the symptoms of low blood pressure really started to set in. His breathing shallowed, and he repeatedly kept blinking to keep his focus on Harry's face.