HP solves the mystery

"Tomorrow... St. Mungo's... no... Muggles are too troublesome..."

Draco sat on the chair and ate breakfast elegantly. He listened to his parents' whispers in his ears and sighed sadly.

Narcissa raised her chin to show her husband Draco's wrinkled face.

Ever since his son woke up after falling down at the racecourse, he has become calmer, and the number of times he pesters them and goes out to play with him has become less frequent.

"Draco, do you want to go to Diagon Alley?" Lucius put down the handkerchief he was wiping his mouth and asked.

Draco's eyes lit up when he heard this. He was worried about the current situation outside and had always wanted to go out and take a look. Then someone brought a pillow.

Just as he was about to nod, he remembered that he was still having breakfast, so he nodded gracefully like his father.

But he forgot that he was short in stature, and doing so would only make people look cute.

Narcissa chuckled softly at the dining table. She pushed her hair behind her ears and sighed as she looked at the similar father and son.

"Ha, Luke, Xiaolong is just as beautiful as you were when you were a kid."

Lucius rubbed Draco's soft blond hair, smiled and nodded, "Of course, this is my son."

Narcissa took a sip of her coffee and looked tenderly at the laughing father and son, who seemed to have gotten over the grief of losing their daughter.

"Draco is five years old this year, and his heir courses should begin." She said, touching the starry sky ring on her hand, "Father will come back from Germany soon, so he can teach Xiao Long."

Lucius thought of his father whose illness was under control and nodded in agreement. However, his eyes lit up as he seemed to have thought of something. He quickly screened suitable candidates in his mind, and finally settled on a man with black hair, dark eyes, a withdrawn personality, but excellent potion making skills. On the junior classmate.

"Xiao Long, do you want to be a potions teacher?" He turned sideways and asked Draco, his face full of eagerness to try.

Draco had not yet recovered from the fact that he had started the inheritance course at the age of five, and was stunned by his father's words. In his previous life, he had started learning the course at the age of seven, and the potions teacher was his father. Why would he continue to learn from it in this life? Did you hire someone outside?

But he was reborn, so it's normal for things to change.

"Dad, who will be my future Potions teacher?" Draco tilted his head and asked in confusion.

The couple looked at each other and said a name in unison.

"Severus Snape!"

A Slytherin who has not joined any organization or force and has a clean net worth.

However, before Lucius's idea could be implemented, he was sent overtime by a summons from Voldemort, and the matter of finding someone was put on hold.

"House elves... there are more than a hundred house elves in Hogwarts..."

Lucius looked through the information sent by the Ministry of Magic's agents from the Department for the Control of Magical Creatures. He had never known that so many house elves needed to be relocated, which was much more difficult to handle than goblins.

He took a sip of bitter coffee to refresh himself. There was also a problem with the werewolves. Lupine, the previous wolf king, turned out to be a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Fortunately, they changed people quickly, otherwise the werewolves would have to go to Dumbledore.

But having said that, Dumbledore, that old fox, seems to be away from Hogwarts recently. Where has he been...

Before Lucius could figure out the reason, he was disturbed by the ringing of the phone. He reached out to pick up the phone and put it to his ear.

"Hey, Rael, yes, the evidence collected by Lupine can prove Sirius' innocence."

"Yeah, it will take some time for Australia to arrest him... Do you also agree to let him out? OK, no problem..."

After hanging up the phone, Lucius pinched his brows tiredly. Since the Black family wanted Bosiris, the people he locked in the dungeon could be thrown out.

It's just... He tapped his fingers on the table. Where did Voldemort go? From the occasional transmissions sent by that person, we can know that the situation in the wizarding world can be known where he is, but why didn't the searchers find any trace of Voldemort?

Lucius was entangled here, and Dumbledore, standing on the top of the snow-capped mountains on the other side, was filled with bitterness.

"We can't find the Resurrection Stone, Gale. Ariana..." He exhaled and turned to look at the man beside him.

The tall man had a pair of heterochromatic eyes, and his pale golden hair stood out in the white snow. His slender fingers rested on the black Elder Wand, which looked strange and harmonious.

"So what? There will always be a day when we find it." Grindelwald chuckled, "But you and I both know the result..."

Dumbledore's light blue robes rustled in the wind. He crossed his hands on his abdomen and let the wind mess with the gray hair around his ears.

"I, I seem... maybe I am lucky to have met you..." Dumbledore's blue eyes were full of sadness. He looked at Grindelwald again, and disappeared from the place in the next moment.

After Dumbledore left, Grindelwald stood there alone for a while. When his subordinates couldn't bear to use the Patronus to send messages, he went down to the snowy mountain.

He never glanced at the patch of edelweiss planted for someone.

In Malfoy Manor, Lucius, who had finally read the information and made a summary after three days of busy work, collapsed on the table.

Although he could ask his subordinates to complete this matter, because of the high stakes (the number of house elves in the old family's home), he had no choice but to come in person.

But there is good news worth celebrating. His application for the Child Protection Department at the Ministry of Magic was approved. In addition, he donated another 20,000 Galleons to the Ministry of Magic. The person who got the position of Minister of the Department was the spy he installed.

Although the salary and position are not high, this department was founded by him, and it completely belongs to his apparent power in the Ministry of Magic.

Lucius shared this with his wife in a happy mood, and also promised to buy Draco a dragon doll from the recent hit movie "The Wizard and the Dragon."

Through the changes in Diagon Alley and the reports in the Daily Prophet, Draco finally understood that this world was very different from his previous life. He began to feel lucky that he did not wake up and reveal to his parents the tragic situation after Voldemort's return, otherwise he would have been imprisoned. At St. Mungo's.

He was playing with the black dragon doll with mixed emotions, but what he was thinking of was the Hungarian tree dragon that Harry fought against in the Goblet of Fire in his previous life.

He sighed quietly, not knowing what happened to his scarred head in this life.

On a sunny afternoon, while accompanying Tom to familiarize himself with the wand and use magic spells to clean the room, Sif received a letter from Malfoy Manor.

He looked at the bald golden eagle that flew away, opened the letter and started reading.

Although Tom was cleaning the carpet, he was always paying attention to Sif out of the corner of his eye. He didn't even notice the cushion that the basilisk dragged away and placed next to it.

"Sev, are you embarrassed by what's in the letter?" Tom saw that Sev looked wrong, so he thoughtfully offered him a glass of water.

Sev took a sip from the water glass and shook his head hesitantly.

Is it difficult? Not really.

It's just that he doesn't have the same love for potions as his original self. He initially did it to make money, but later gradually developed a habit. He was afraid that teaching others would be a mistake, and besides, he was not short of money now.

"I can barely teach you, let alone anyone else." Sev handed the letter to Tom for him to read.

Tom read the letter at a glance and was very dissatisfied with Lucius's decision to hire Sif to be his son's potions teacher, but he agreed with his way of looking at people.

"Sev, don't belittle yourself, you are the most powerful wizard in my heart." Tom smiled sincerely.

Sev was a little happy when he heard the consolation. He thought of the Malfoy family's daughter who died young. With their protective character, if he really agreed to be Draco's teacher, he would probably have to stay at Malfoy Manor.

Tom was keenly aware of Sev's emotional changes. The smile in his eyes faded and he planned to find something else for Lucius to do.

"If you are embarrassed to refuse, I can write a letter for you and tell them. Don't forget that there is little Harry. You will have to see him in a few days. You will be busy." He still had a smile on his face. If he didn't look With the crumpled letter paper, this sentence will be more convincing.

Harry became the best shield at this time.

Silver thought carefully and finally nodded, agreeing with Tom's approach.

It's still of some use, so be nice to Harry, Tom thought.

Harry, who was playing childish games with the children in the kindergarten, felt a chill go down his spine, as if something bad was about to happen.

But the chill went away as quickly as it came, and he continued running under the urging of his teacher.

Lucius was not surprised at all when he received Sif's rejection letter. Instead, he felt that this was normal. If he agreed at the first time, he would have to consider whether to let Sif be Draco's teacher.

He wrote another letter to Sif, but this time he ordered a set of glory potions as a gift to Narcissa.

And he tactfully said in the letter that he would go and get it in person, which was considered a request to meet.

Sifu was stunned for a moment when he saw the content of the reply, but looking at the heavy gold galleons, he still agreed.

After Tom learned about this, a glimmer of interest flashed in his eyes. With Lucius's fox mind, the scene would be very interesting.

Thinking this way, he couldn't wait.

As Tom was ravaging Harry, the time came to early July.

Malfoy Manor had just concluded a grand birthday party not long ago, and the aroma of cake still lingered in the hall.

Lucius was wearing a black suit, holding a civilized staff inlaid with gems, and his shiny leather shoes, making him look like a British gentleman.

He apparated to a villa area in London, and then took a flying car to Sif's address.

Since Sev had closed the floo network of the fireplace and placed many defensive spells around the house, and Tom had reinforced it after he recovered, it was very difficult to get in safely.

So he had to take the most primitive approach and walk in from outside the house.

Lucius walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the third floor. During this period, he adjusted his appearance through the mirror. Well, his hair was not messed up and his clothes were neat.

Just one word, elegant.

It's not in vain that I drank a bottle of Sissi's Glory Potion, it works well, Lucius thought happily.

When he walked out of the elevator door and saw the defensive items on the wall, he sighed in his heart that Severus was really too careful.

Still some distance from the door, Lucius took out his wand and rang the doorbell, then smiled elegantly and walked over.

Sifu, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the door himself and welcomed the person in. Whether as a major customer who purchased potions or as a senior who took good care of him, he could not be too cautious.

Although he was well prepared, he was still caught by Lucius who looked like a peacock. It is estimated that only Narcissa can tolerate the platinum old boy.

The interior of the house is very warm, and the photos placed on the table show the harmonious relationship with the family.

Lucius was quite satisfied with Sev's aesthetics and sat on the sofa in the living room.

Sev waved his magic wand, and a pot of hot tea and several plates of cakes fell steadily on the table in the kitchen, and the teapot automatically filled the cups.

"You have made a lot of money by brewing potions, why are you still living in such a small place? It's not as big as a living room in Malfoy Manor." Lucius took a sip of the black tea. He really didn't understand. Why does this person like to live here?

Sifu was a little embarrassed. Although this was true, there was no need to say it so bluntly.

"Ahem, I feel nostalgic."

So please shut up your bad mouth.

Lucius shrugged helplessly and turned to talk about something else.

"Dumbledore was removed from the position of Chief Magician, but was soon reinstated. The man named Lupin didn't expect to be a werewolf. The Ministry of Magic..." Lucius looked at Sif's unchanged expression and continued. He continued, "The Ministry of Magic believed that he had no history of hurting anyone... so he was not blamed for what happened at Hogwarts, and just confiscated his wand... The group of people clamored for Dumbledore to step down... Haha, don't even think about Dumbledore. Lido’s achievements and the connections behind him…”

"Sirius will be released in a few days. He was wrongly accused. Well, who knows, those old stubborns in the Wizengamot are afraid of being kissed by Dementors in the middle of the night..."

What Lucius was talking about were all open secrets. Sif squinted his eyes and listened quietly, unconsciously stroking the tea cup with his fingers.

He had no reaction when he heard that Lupine's wand was confiscated, but when he heard that Sirius was about to be acquitted, he frowned, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart shouting that things shouldn't be like this, that man only deserves to be imprisoned. In Azkaban.

"Are you cleared of killing Muggles and friends?" Sif asked knowingly.

Lucius nodded. With the crazy Bella as a comparison, the rest of the Black family looked quite normal, and Sirius was the only male in the Black family.

The main reason was that Regulus had firmly established himself as the head of the family, and whatever the eccentric parents wanted to do for Sirius, they had to get his approval.

"Potter's friend Peter Pedro is still alive. He is the secret keeper and the one who betrayed the Potters." As one of the people who went to Godric's Hollow to snatch the child, Lucius was timid about this man's greed for money. It couldn't be clearer, "You don't seem surprised?"

He glanced at Sif and spoke thoughtfully.

Sif shook his head quickly. He didn't want Lucius to label him randomly.

"Don't you know the grudge between the Hogwarts Hijacking Four and me?" he asked back, his eyes full of disgust.

Lucius touched his nose in embarrassment. He graduated too early, and what he heard occasionally had been processed several times.

Sifu thought of the dull pain in his shoulders every time it rained and the terrible scenes in his memory, and felt that they could not easily live a happy life.

"What will happen after the illegal Animagus is discovered?" He looked at Lucius's smooth platinum hair and asked with pursed lips.

"Probably will be sent to Azkaban."