"Let's talk about compensation." Harry said those very words.
It made Lucius want to grind his teeth to dust and spit right in the brat's face: "What could you possibly want compensation for?"
"Voldemort's target was me." Harry applied a slight pressure, pressing his wand directly against Lucius's chest. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I didn't die—I didn't even suffer much harm."
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