69novels Chapter 61 Keep up, Malfoy!
Chapter 61 Keep up, Malfoy!
Chapter 61 Keep up, Malfoy!
Orochimaru couldn't remember how he recruited his first subordinate.
Perhaps at the very beginning, they were just genin in their own team.
Perhaps at the very beginning, they were Chunin who obeyed his commands.
Maybe----
They are Jonin-level ninjas who are willing to go through fire and water to uphold the name of the Legendary Sannin.
Many people have repeatedly looked bewildered after the war, staring at themselves, wanting to find an answer.
The simplest answer—
Lord Orochimaru, why should we follow you?
Believers who come for fame will eventually leave because of fame; those who come for profit will eventually leave because of profit; and those who come for power will eventually pursue even greater power.
Those who make demands will inevitably leave because of what they desire.
Later, Orochimaru finally figured it out.
You don't need a reason to follow yourself.
They just need to follow behind them.
So when Orochimaru saw the confusion in Malfoy's eyes and his subtle hesitation, Orochimaru understood everything, but he didn't give him a direct answer.
This requires Malfoy to have one last moment of enlightenment, and it's just one last opportunity away.
Orochimaru was very good at this and felt he could handle it.
"Keep up, Malfoy."
Orochimaru spoke softly, and under Malfoy's bewildered gaze, he pushed open the door to the school infirmary.
Now that the feet have grown in, it's time to take measurements.
Orochimaru walked down the corridors of Hogwarts in his black wizard robes, his footsteps as melodious and rhythmic as the ticking of a clock, while Malfoy followed him like a shadow.
He was still thinking, still pondering.
He felt he was about to figure out the answer.
By the time Malfoy came to his senses, the corridor leading to the Slytherin common room was already in front of them.
"determination."
Orochimaru slowly recited the password to pass through, calmly watching the stone snake rise and open the door, leisurely observing the countless gazes cast upon him from the rest room inside.
As expected, none of the seniors left. They sat in the lounge, locked in a tense standoff, awaiting news of the Slack Anguis competition.
Who will be the first to win?
The answer seemed self-evident after seeing Malfoy following behind Orochimaru.
Apollo Greenaus had already heard his sister's account. He slowly stood up, staring at the man who had joined the Malfoy family, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.
What's this talk of dragons returning to the sea, or being born with a prophecy? In the end, don't they all end up joining the ranks of pure-blooded nobles?
Is being a dog of the Malfoy family really better than being a dog of the Green Grindelwald family?
Apollo Gringnath wanted to roar at Orochimaru, but he held back, merely gripping his wand inside his wizard's robes, suppressing the urge to cast a curse.
Eldick Selwyn looked slightly embarrassed as he turned to look at Yena Yaxley, who had previously assured him that everything was going to be a sure thing.
Why is the situation different from what you described?
Yena Yaxley did not answer directly, but looked at Orochimaru with a sad and regretful gaze.
He's too young, too naive.
The wizarding world of pure-blood families is a hellish place where people devour each other without a trace. Everyone struggles within it, merely seeking a semblance of dignity.
The Malfoy family is certainly the most respectable family, but why would they entrust everything to an outsider?
You accepted the Cursed Group's invitation and owed Draco Malfoy a debt of gratitude. From now on, you can only follow in his footsteps, becoming his shadow and a foil to his legend.
Slack Anguiz —
Why did you choose the easier path?
Your ambition —
Why is it so small?
Yena Yaxley silently closed her eyes, not wanting to look at Orochimaru and Malfoy anymore.
The closer they got to William Flint, the warmer and more amiable the smile on the leader of the Cursed Group became.
Intrigue and treachery are the most powerful curses.
This is his philosophy.
How could that idiot in the ritual group and that nerd in the poison group possibly know the weight of the Malfoy family, which Draco Malfoy represents?
Malfoy thought he was just delivering a message and extending an invitation, but little did he know that he was actually playing his strongest card.
As for the result—
Let's see!
Who will ultimately win?
William Flint abruptly stood up, looking at Orochimaru and Malfoy with admiration and anticipation, like a king welcoming a triumphant general.
"Welcome, welcome!"
William Flint spread his arms wide, displaying the elegance and composure of Slytherin.
"You are our Cursed Group's biggest gain this year, and you, Draco Malfoy, you truly live up to the Malfoy name, a truly admirable pureblood!"
Upon hearing this, Malfoy stopped in his tracks.
He then realized that he hadn't relayed Slack's rejection to William Flint, so William still thought he was the ultimate victor.
But----
How could he possibly say such a thing?
Malfoy looked at Orochimaru standing in front of him, his envy impossible to hide.
Why was he able to so calmly refuse the invitations from the three groups?
Why did he—
Is it possible to do that?
Why is his heart and his ambition so powerful?
Looking at Orochimaru standing in front of him, Malfoy even felt a sense of disbelief.
Perhaps—Shrek Anguill was born in the same era as the Dark Lord—
Will the title of Dark Lord change hands?
At the same time, Orochimaru's voice rang out leisurely in the lounge.
He politely kept a certain distance from William Flint, making the man with outstretched arms look so foolish.
William Flint's lips twitched slightly, and a hint of reproach appeared in his eyes as he looked at Orochimaru.
I have opened my arms to welcome you, why don't you come forward?
"Because intrigue and deceit are the crutch of the incompetent and weak. Once exposed to the light of day, they become as pathetic and laughable as clowns."
Orochimaru did not hesitate to expose all of William Flint's schemes and ruthlessly revealed the truth to the public.
Once the conspiracy is exposed—
That would be comparable to public execution!
William Flint tried to struggle, lowering his voice as if to confirm whether someone had truly gone mad, silently proclaiming, "Put away your pride, Slack! You have no idea what you're doing!"
As William Flint said this, his gaze suddenly swept past Orochimaru and fell on Draco Malfoy, who was standing behind Orochimaru.
He was urging Malfoy to act quickly and make this half-blood who had fallen for the Malfoy family become as obedient as a house-elf!
As his younger brother, Marcus Flint was also staring intently at Orochimaru and Malfoy.
As the Quidditch captain, he was tall and muscular, resembling a silent brown bear.
Anyone would instinctively tremble once they were stared at by his malicious gaze.
But----
Orochimaru remained unmoved, showing no interest whatsoever in answering William Flint's question.
It wasn't that he was stingy with his words, but rather that he had already realized—
The opportunity has arrived!
His gaze slowly swept over the group leaders standing in the lounge, expressing his contempt and disregard to each of them equally.
Bullying on campus?
Setbacks after graduation?
The exclusion by pure-blood wizards?
That's just a dream for the weak. When you open your eyes and look at them, they don't even dare to look you in the eye.
With these people —
What more needs to be said?
Orochimaru flicked his wizard robe and calmly walked past William Flint, as if he were walking past a withered, decaying tree.
William Flint's face turned deathly pale instantly, looking like a corpse.
suddenly!
Orochimaru stopped in his tracks and turned around leisurely.
William, Apollo, and even Eldick, the bookish nerd who was oblivious to the ways of the world, all revealed a hint of mockery in their eyes.
in the end----
You still need to join us; you were just putting on an act before!
They were thinking about it, but they were even more curious about Orochimaru's next words.
Not only them, but every team leader cast curious glances at Orochimaru, who had suddenly stopped.
The entire Slytherin common room was as quiet as a graveyard!
In the entire lounge, only Malfoy was present, and he vaguely guessed what Orochimaru was about to say.
That's what he should have said to everyone from the beginning.
That was the sentence he never dared to utter.
The person who uttered those words was essentially making an enemy of the entire pure-blood wizarding world in the future; that was an arrogance that even the Dark Lord had never shown!
However, Orochimaru still spoke up.
"You all don't need to waste your time anymore. I am the kind of person who will only walk the path that I have paved myself."
After Orochimaru finished speaking, he left without looking back.
The Slytherin common room erupted in chaos.
"Slack! What do you mean by that?! Are you thinking of starting a new group?"
"Slack, how dare you look down on us purebloods?"
"Slack, you'll have nowhere to go in the future!"
The shouts and curses rose and fell, crashing against Draco Malfoy standing in the lounge like a tidal wave, as if they were silent words of advice telling him what to do.
"Malfoy, such an arrogant man! You must write a letter to your father and make his future impossible!"
William Flint held Malfoy's shoulder, kindly coaxing him.
Since Slack can't be won over, the best way to make Malfoy feel his warmth while he's being humiliated is to use this opportunity!
Even though his shoulders were being pressed down and he was listening to William Flint's words, only one voice echoed in Malfoy's ears, in his mind, and in his beating heart.
"Keep up, Malfoy!"
In that instant, Malfoy suddenly understood!
He finally understood the question that had puzzled him for so long, and he finally understood the meaning of following Slack Anguis.
He twisted his body sharply, slashing away William Flint's hand, and then, under the horrified gazes of all the Slytherins, strode towards Orochimaru's retreating figure!
His following Slack Anguiz needs no particular reason!
He doesn't crave power, status, or authority; he wants nothing. He only wants one thing!
All he needs to do is stay close behind Slack Anguius, and that will be enough!
That's enough!