Hogwarts’s Affectionate and Righteous Slytherin

Lestrange Manor.

Everyone is still talking about the wedding just now.

Just talking about the protagonist has changed from Bellatrix and Rodolphus to Lord Dark Lord and Dumbledore.

Everything that just happened is still vivid...

......

Unlike Muggles who have another strict wedding process, wizards don't believe in God, God, or any other deity - something that Muggles have criticized in the past and justified their persecution of wizards A traitor to those heretics, unbelievers, and disrespectful pastors.

Even after Merlin attained godhood, the situation didn't get any better.

Merlin was a too easygoing god, he never proclaimed his name to the world, and never forced people's beliefs, so that when he was imprisoned in an oak tree by Vivian's tricks, he was just a role model for a wizard to become a god. In the mouths of sorcerers.

And now, his name is only a few stories left in the Muggle world, and even many wizards don't necessarily know him better than Muggles.

But maybe Voldemort wasn't among those wizards.

Just after the officiant announced that the two newlyweds would become partners, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the high platform.

Everyone covered their mouths in disbelief.

Some people were so shocked that even the champagne in their hands fell to the ground.

His beautiful voice, like a cello of the best quality, rang out in the wide auditorium, and the ghosts' music gradually ceased, leaving only his voice in the auditorium.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I take the liberty to interrupt, I am delighted to be able to officiate Mr. Rodolph Slestrange and Ms. Bellatrix Black today."

When the voice sounded, Bellatrix's body shook involuntarily, her eyes widened.

Since the figure of this person appeared, she could no longer see the existence of other people, including his husband, in her eyes.

Looking at Voldemort, Bellatrix's eyes, which were covered by heavy makeup, finally shed a trace of sadness, and she finally lowered her head, letting the hood cover her eyes.

And bowing her head in front of this man has almost become her instinct.

"Many people have forgotten the truth that our brides have to wear black veils to get married . Weddings have never been blessed!"

"We are carrying the best gift that the world has given us - magic, but we can only wear a black cloak and hurriedly hold a simple wedding in the dark after dark."

Voldemort's voice was like a bewitching note, and many wizards with long-standing surnames were infected by his voice, remembering what happened to their ancestors, and their eyes began to glow with hatred.

Of course, this hatred is not against Voldemort who is still speaking on the high platform, but against those **** Muggles!

and their rat-like offspring, the filthy Mudbloods.

Voldemort's voice continued, his mouth barely opening and closing, but it penetrated everyone's head: "Since then, wizards have not been accepted by Muggles, and now there are so many people , forgetting the past, trying to get us to accept Muggles—"

Just as everyone's hatred was rising, Voldemort abruptly stopped speaking. He looked at the entrance of the manor, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and a scarlet light flashed imperceptibly.

Everyone followed his gaze.

"hiss"

The guests who had just held the glass firmly were finally unable to hold the glass in their hands.

It's Dumbledore!

The sound of gasping for air was constantly heard from the crowd.

This...even if the Black family did send an invitation to Dumbledore, it was more of a provocation, and no one thought he would actually come!

Dumbledore didn't care at all, and didn't care about everyone's eyes at all. As if he was in his own yard, he walked leisurely to the wine table next to him, picked up a glass and shook it for the two newcomers.

He nodded slightly as a greeting.

Bellatrix was also briefly attracted by the old man, and she immediately turned back to Voldemort subconsciously.

And Dumbledore even brought a gift!

After giving his present to the house-elf, he took a random seat and sat down.

Coincidentally, this position is right in the front row opposite the stands!

There was only one person in full length who was sincerely happy for his arrival, and that was Sirius.

He almost couldn't help rushing up to say hello, just thinking of planning later - Sirius finally restrained himself.

Voldemort looked sternly at Dumbledore, who was sitting in the front row in a white robe.

And Dumbledore's blue eyes made people unable to see the emotions, but to meet the former student - the Dark Lord who now made the magic world tremble, and looked at him without fear.

"Simply, not everyone is so unwise," Voldemort's voice continued, "to understand that only pure blood is the root of the continuation of wizards."

Voldemort's voice gradually became clearer in the minds of everyone present:

"We don't need to understand for the Muggles that those lesser creatures without magical powers simply don't deserve to be compared to us."

"We don't need to be blessed by Muggles, the great world has given us the best gift we were born with."

"We don't need to be accepted by Muggles, because we are meant to be on top of them forever."

"We don't need to accept Muggle-born, pure blood should not be tainted by low-level creatures, only pure will get the blessing of the world!"

"Today, I am very happy, very happy - to see another pair of pure blood combined, they will bring more pure blood to our wizarding world, and bring a brilliant future that truly belongs to our wizarding world."

He smiled provocatively at Dumbledore offstage.

Voldemort instructed the Ministry of Magic's Department of Marriage Affairs, who looked a little embarrassed, "Now, why don't we quickly get our two excellent pure bloods to sign the marriage contract and declare their marriage officially legal?"

The Ministry of Magic official was startled.

"But......"

Voldemort frowned. "Huh?" A tyrannical dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

The Ministry of Magic official shuddered when he saw this, and immediately began to sweat densely on his forehead, and he didn't dare to look into Voldemort's eyes again.

But there are so many people watching below...

In the end, he turned his head to look at the newcomer who both bowed their heads in silence, and took out a piece of parchment.

"As long as you sign this, your marriage will officially take effect." The Ministry of Magic official said dryly, and the corner of the parchment was watermarked - it was the sweat of his palm.

Bellatrix mechanically picked up the quill that was floating in the air, and was about to sign her name.

"I object!"

An old, heavy voice suddenly sounded in the auditorium, and the crowd was in an uproar. The invited reporters were so excited that their cameras were about to explode. Dumbledore, who was wearing a white robe, stood up in the front row.

"I object!" An old, heavy voice suddenly sounded in the auditorium, and the crowd was in an uproar. The invited reporters were so excited that their cameras were about to explode, and Dumbledore in a white robe stood in front of them. stand up.

"You shouldn't even disturb someone else's wedding, Dumbledore." Voldemort turned his head to the wizard in white, and his tone was polite, but who was there?

The people who get invited to the wedding - mostly people who have a good relationship with Blake and Lestrange, they are smart people!

What's more, most people have another identity - Death Eaters, and they are all too familiar with Voldemort's tone.

I just feel a chill on the back of my neck.

I'm afraid that the opponent's wand will glow green.

"I'm sorry, Tom." Dumbledore said with a smile, but there was no apology in his tone.

"I'm afraid you've missed some steps - for example, you haven't asked the couple if they want to get married, and I think you can't help but admit that this Muggle ceremony is still necessary."

"Ha-" Voldemort's face twitched and he let out a short sneer.

"Are you kidding, Dumbledore, Muggle rituals?"

"Using Muggle rituals on Black and Lestrange? Dumbledore, you're really confused. They're all true wizards, blessed purebloods, are—"

"Tom, you are always so self-righteous." Dumbledore's voice was slow and slow, but it made people jump.

"What a blessed pure-blood marriage, shouldn't the happiness of a marriage be measured by whether they love each other?"

"You always take 'love' lightly, Tom, or you don't understand it at all—why don't you ask them? Why don't you ask them if they're really willing to accept this marriage, to be in love with each other?"

Dumbledore walked slowly to the main wedding table. The white robe and the black robe stood facing each other, as distinct as day and night.

"Don't call me any name, Dumbledore!"

Voldemort leaned towards him, hissing, like a cold viper.

"Why don't you ask, Tom, don't you dare?" Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed with delight, as if he were glad to see such a reaction.

Dumbledore was right, Voldemort in recent years has indeed been easily provoked.

His sanity is getting less and less...

Especially since he was planning the next one - Slytherin's Locket.

It was their Slattery glory, and he couldn't help but want to put his mark on it...

What's more, he hated the name so much - Tom Riddle!

How Muggle-like!

How—ordinary!

After entering the wizarding world, the dirty Tom met in the Leaky Cauldron, the cat that the classmate kept was named Tom - just like Jerry!

How could such a common name be worthy of him - a descendant of Salazar Slytherin!

Seeing the growing radiance of blood in his eyes, and his wand clenched at the bottom of his sleeve, which no one could see yet—

It had been so long that even Voldemort himself had forgotten the prudence and the forbearance Slytherin was so proud of before he succeeded in his rise.

If he gets **** off at this wedding....

If this wedding was ruined by Lord Dark Lord's wrath...

At this time, the old dish Strange, who has been looking forward to this wedding, certainly can't sit idly by and watch this happen!

He stood up abruptly and said in a cold tone: "Dumbledore, if you don't want to attend the dog's wedding, then please leave. It seems that it was obviously a wrong decision to invite you- —You know, I thought that as a highly respected professor, I would be willing to bless, not destroy, the marriage of one of my former students.”

Walburga and Signus, who were seated at Black's house, stood up one after another.

But Dumbledore didn't give them a chance to speak. He turned his head to look at Bellatrix, who was beside him, his blue eyes fixed on her dark eyes and asked, "Miss Black, are you willing to marry Lester. Is Mr. Lankey your wife? Consider him your lover, your life partner?"

Bellatrix's eyes visibly wavered when he heard the word "lover".

Dumbledore keenly grasped this shake, and his voice became warm and warm again.

"Miss Blake, I still remember what a smart, determined girl you were when you were still at Hogwarts. No doubt you were the best of those years, smart, beautiful, and magical. , but what I admire most about you is still your daring to love and hate, never hypocritical personality."

"I'm sorry to interrupt your wedding by standing here, but I feel that as a former professor, it is my responsibility to know your wishes and save you from being forced, I admit—"

"I do!"

Dumbledore slowly closed his mouth, but just stared at Bellatrix with obvious disappointment in his eyes.

"Enough! I do, I, Bellatrix, are willing to marry Lestrange, and we will devote our lives to Lord Dark Lord."

Voldemort left with a satisfied smile.

Dumbledore left in disappointment.

The wedding continues.

******

Sirius always speaks the wrong words at the right time.

Narcissa walked away with a glass of wine, she didn't want to stay with Sirius, who kept destroying her good mood.

She started looking for other pure-blood classmates, polite and distant greetings.

From time to time, he secretly cast his eyes on Lucius who was not far away.

At this moment, Lucius is no longer arrogant and peacock-like in his usual image. On the contrary, he even looks a little... haggard.

Even so far away, Narcissa could still see the fine stubble on his face at a glance.

"May Merlin bless him." Narcissa looked at her future partner worriedly.

She knew why Lucius did this, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Even with the help of Professor Slughorn, the current owner of Malfoy, the father of Lucius, Abraxas's condition is still getting worse and worse.

It wasn't long before Lucius came of age. If Abraxas fell, how would he hold on to Malfono's big family business at this turbulent time?

Lucius didn't know either.

Especially the letter Slughorn had sent him the other day—there was not much time left for him.

Narcissa stared blankly at the man she loved, and didn't even notice when the female companion on the opposite side had left.

Looking at Nuoda's Vanity Fair, the words Sirius just said flashed in her mind out of time.

"It's all stained with the blood of innocents."

The flowers in the manor seem to have lost their luster~www.NovelMTL.com~ They gradually turned into pools of dried blood in front of her...

"It's all stained with the blood of innocents."

"It's all stained with the blood of innocents."

"It's all stained with the blood of innocents."

......

The words surrounded her like a spell.

Narcissa's face gradually turned pale, and she felt that she was having trouble breathing.

In the end, she looked at Signus and Druella not far away, as well as Bellatrix and Rodolphus who were supporting each other, and the stars and the moon were deserted now compared to the past. Quite a lot of Lucius...

She bit her lip, the extension slowly became firm, and the blood gradually returned to her face.

She is not Sirius.

She will never betray her family.