HP solves the mystery

"Lucius, look, this is the latest report on the shooting experiment." Regulus came to Lucius with a pile of information. He didn't quite understand why he started studying guns made by Muggles.

Lucius nodded at him, and after snapping his fingers, a cup of steaming black tea appeared opposite him.

They live in the villa area jointly built by the Malfoy family and the Black family, located in the northeast of London, which has now become a gathering place for wizards and Muggle scholars.

"How can you protect yourself from 556 bullets by stacking armor twice? This is not as good as a bulletproof vest." Lucius has gained a deeper understanding of the Muggle world through the past two years of supplementation. Although he feels that wizards are better than Muggles are noble, but this kind of weapon that can kill wizards from a long distance must still be in their own hands.

Regulus drank the red tea calmly. He had already read the report. Lucius's reaction was as he expected, but the purpose of coming here was more than that.

"After Mazikin's movie was broadcast, the craze for searching for wizards in England started again... Some lucky guys did find it, but in the end their memories were modified by Aurors." He thought of the new profitable industries in the family, all related to Regarding Muggles, the most important thing is that my mother plans to invade the Muggle world's pharmaceutical industry. "My Lord's plan is not wrong, but the top management of the Ministry of Magic is still stubborn..."

Occasionally, Muggles slip through the net without having their memories modified. They tell their Muggle friends about the discovery of magic, which triggers their deeper exploration and the discovery of Diagon Alley. The Ministry of Magic only thinks that some wizard leaked the information. got this information.

"Those old guys have always been like this. Now is no longer the time when wizards need to hide." Lucius was also very angry about this. He only suggested setting up a child protection agency in the Ministry of Magic, but he was said to have ulterior motives.

Well, although his motives are not pure, his idea is good. Hogwarts has a book of admission, and the Ministry of Magic has the obligation to protect young wizards. What's more, the Aurors will help children who are rioting with magic when they patrol, so what's wrong with him proposing to add a child protection agency?

Is it because of that prophecy that I will stop eating due to choking? Let’s not talk about the little wizards who have become orphans among Muggles. Let’s just say that there are people living miserable lives in the wizarding world. Why can’t welfare homes be built?

"Don't think too well of them, otherwise how could Obscurus and the Dark Wizards come into being? They only care about their own interests." Regulus complained, "The behavior of that adult does not touch the "Law of Secrecy". Really? No one jumped out to stop it."

Didn't anyone stop it? The grass on the graves of the people who came out to stop them were two meters high, and Lucius cursed in his heart.

Regulus didn't pay much attention to Lucius's expression and continued, "The Muggle Prime Minister has been contacting us recently, hoping that we will send people to participate in the rescue plan..."

"It's impossible. He didn't fulfill his previous promise to let our people join the Ministry of National Security, let alone let us help again." Lucius frowned and interrupted Regulus, thinking about the Ministry of Magic, which was also making slow progress. , "Next time, let Mead do these things directly, Muggles know Muggles best!"

Regulus didn't mind being robbed and nodded obediently.

"By the way, how is Cynthia?" Lucius took the time to ask after sorting out the information.

Regulus thought about his wife who was confined at home by her mother and even had fewer banquets, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Hasn't she been found pregnant? Her mother keeps her at home and doesn't let her go out at will." He was radiant with the joy of becoming a father and his career was on the rise.

"Then I'll ask Narcissa to invite Cynthia to the manor, just in time to see that Draco misses you too." Lucius talked about his wife, as if all the fatigue in his body had disappeared, and he was full of motivation.

Regulus smiled and agreed. He drank the black tea in the cup in one gulp, picked up the document signed by Lucius and flipped through it casually, and then walked out of the office.

In Hogwarts Castle, Slughorn looked at little Barty who came to him carrying pineapple preserves, squinting his eyes and letting out a soft hum.

"Professor, I'm here to ask you to do me a favor." Little Barty quickly took out the box in his pocket and opened it, revealing the moonlight grass inside. "Can you help me brew the potion that the cub drank?" he said. As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag, which contained some galleons in addition to the other medicinal materials collected.

Slughorn looked through the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials, weighed the galleons in his hands, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"You can probably make five portions. You can come to me to pick up the medicine in three months." The medicinal materials he brought were enough to make ten portions, but considering the losses and the amount drawn by the potion master, five portions is already a conscientious number.

Little Barty was relieved after hearing this and left the potion office with a smile.

Two copies were given to Lucius, one to Regulus, and the rest were kept with the mother for future children.

"How's it going? Did the professor agree?" When Andre saw someone coming out, he quickly left the wall he was leaning against and approached little Barty to ask.

"Well, the professor asked me to pick it up in three months." Little Barty nodded, holding his hand and walking towards the hall.

Andre didn't notice little Barty's behavior, maybe he was used to it, and followed him obediently.

"That's good, remember to give me the Galleons of the Moonlight Grass, which I collected with great difficulty." Andre didn't forget to chase little Barty for the money for the potion, mentally calculating the money for renting a car and being a teacher. With the money, plus the extra money from selling medicinal materials, when can he buy a house in the city center.

Little Barty smiled gently, softening his neatly styled hair, "Don't worry, I won't miss you."

Andre angrily slapped little Barty's hand away and stood on tiptoe to rub it back. A student happened to pass by at this time. In order to maintain his dignity as a teacher, he had no choice but to give up.

Austria, Nurmengard Castle.

Grindelwald was wearing casual clothes and tending to the edelweiss flowers in the greenhouse. He carefully poured the prepared nutrients into the pot, looking forward to the scene after the flowers bloomed.

"Gellert Grindelwald! What time has it been? You still have time to water the flowers!"

Karma didn't even have time to change his slippers, so he casually put on a coat and went to see Grindelwald. Seeing him watering the flowers leisurely, he felt extremely unbalanced.

Grindelwald stopped watering the flowers, then quickly recovered and continued to observe the leaves of the flowers.

Kama rushed over angrily, picked up the pot of edelweiss and ran out of the greenhouse. He quickly bypassed the old housekeeper who was blocking his way and ran up to the second floor.

The old butler saw Grindelwald behind him and sighed, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't stop Mr. Karma."

Grindelwald just waved his hand, told him to watch the greenhouse, and then went to find Karma.

Fortunately, Karma knew the rules and just threw the edelweiss pot on the table, and thoughtfully cast a warming spell.

"Boss, tell me what are you doing? You said you wanted to come back, but you ended up leaving Nurmengard no more than twenty times, and most of them went to England to meet your old lover..." Kama hated the iron He looked at Grindelwald indifferently. The return to the top he thought had never happened. The boss was still the same love interest as before.

Karma remembered that he was traveling around Europe with a handful of old bones just to find his hidden companion, and it turned out that this person actually enjoyed it.

Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Grindelwald could not help but argue for himself.

"I didn't go to England entirely to meet Albus... Then Voldemort was also there... I went there just to discuss business..."

It was okay if he didn't say it, but Kama became even more angry when he did.

"Business? What kind of business can make you use up all the gold coins in a vault in Gringotts?" Kama resisted the urge to yell at the boss and took a sip of cold tea. "If Sanchez hadn't told me, I would have thought It was Xiu Xiu who stole it!" His beard stood up in anger.

Grindelwald was amused by his friend's appearance and laughed unabashedly. As expected, Karma glared at him.

"Ahem, Karma, don't be so excited." He tried to suppress his smile, but his expression looked a little weird, "I donated those gold coins to St. Mungo's Hospital in England in the name of the Grindelwald family..." He paused and continued. Explained, "I heard that their magical world has been troubled by a prophecy for a long time..."

"That's good, I thought you gave Dumbledore that old orange peel as a gift." Karma muttered to himself, stroking his beard.

Grindelwald's eyelids jumped when he heard this title. He wanted to tell Kama that someone's image had changed a lot. Although he still looked old, he could still see the beauty of his youth.

"You are talking about the prophecy, are you talking about the one who defeated the Dark Lord?" Karma wanted to take a sip of tea, but found that the cup was still empty, so he could only put it down helplessly, "Just like your previous prophecy? 'He is the key to our victory.' ?" He revealed the truth without hesitation.

Even if they had Credence the Obscurial, didn't they fail in the end? The key to failure is still right in front of you.

"Ah, I don't know." Grindelwald's eyes were weak. Although he was a prophet, he had never heard of doctors not healing themselves.

"But their predictions are a little different. It seems to be a newborn child, but it is much more detailed than what you predicted."

Karma sneered, only he dared to criticize his old boss like this.

"Have you found the child of prophecy?" Grindelwald held the flowerpot filled with edelweiss and asked a key question, "What does Voldemort plan to do?"

"I don't know, I haven't received any information so far." Kama glanced at him sideways, took out a cigar and put it under his nose to smell it.

Grindelwald snatched the cigar box from his hand, cut off the end of the cigar with scissors, and lit it by the fire.

While Karma said that he was squandering everything, he lit the cigar in his hand with a special lighter for cigar lighting, spread it out on the sofa and took a comfortable puff.

"If I were him, I would capture and kill all the people who fit the prophecy..." Grindelwald looked at Karma who was shrouded in smoke and said his plan, "or gather the children of the prophecy around him and let others do it for him. Used……"

At the same time, in Voldemort's Manor in England.

After listening to Voldemort's words, Lucius's image of a gentle and polite aristocrat almost collapsed. He calmed down and looked at Voldemort hesitantly.

"My lord, there are two families that fit the situation. One is the child of Longbottom, the other is the child of the Potter family..." He said softly, and the entanglement in his heart disappeared with the words he said.

Strictly speaking, the Longbottom family and the Potter family are related to the Malfoy family. In fact, most people in the wizarding world are related by blood.

Voldemort put his chin on one hand and tapped the armrest of the chair with the other. He looked at Lucius intently, as if he was making a difficult decision.

"Then I'll leave this task to you, Bella and Regulus." Voldemort put his fingers in front of the mask and made a hissing gesture, "Let's discuss it carefully, I don't want to do it too badly. .”

Lucius' eyes flashed, his face full of excitement, but in just a few breaths, several plans had already flashed through his mind.

"Yes, my lord." He bowed his head and saluted respectfully, and left the manor under the escort of the house elf Duoduo.

When Bella and Regulus heard the news, their reactions were completely different.

Bella's face was full of excitement, and her happy laughter stopped for a while. She walked around the room with her wand, thinking about what spells to cast on the two families.

Regulus looked puzzled and repeatedly confirmed with Lucius whether the news was true.

"It's true, Rael." Lucius nodded solemnly, stroking the fangs on the snake staff with his fingertips.

"But it's not good to snatch someone's child. Besides, are they really willing to hand over the child..." Regulus thought of his pregnant wife. Anyway, he would not hand over his own flesh and blood.

Lucius sighed. It was precisely because it couldn't be completed easily and the two families that fit the prophecy were blood relatives with them that this task fell into their hands.

"Try it, Rael." He muttered, "The Duke seems calm, but the magic around him is very violent." He once accidentally saw Voldemort drinking several bottles of soul stabilizer at once. You have to know what that stuff is. But there are side effects.

Regulus nodded silently. He had been with Voldemort for so long and knew more or less the situation.

The three of them didn't waste any time. After putting on their black robes and masks, they apparated to Godric's Hollow, where the Longbottom family lived.

It was night, and the evening wind blew through the plane trees on both sides of the street.

Frank and Alice Longbottom finally finished their day's work as Aurors before dark.

They were in a beautiful house, holding their lovely son Neville and warming themselves in front of the warm fireplace. Everything seemed so warm.

At this time, the defenses outside the house were triggered. The expressions of the two people changed and they exchanged glances.

Alice held the child in her arms and cast a sleeping spell on him, then went into the back room and opened the decorated compartment, kissed his chubby cheek, and then put him in.

After arranging the children, Alice walked out of the back room, nodded to her husband, and then took the wand and hid in the best attack position, hoping that they were overthinking everything.

The spell on the door was broken, and there was a creak, and the half-open door cast a large shadow.

"Frank Longbottom, Alice Longbottom, long time no see."

The visitor was wearing a black wizard robe and greeted them in a long tone.

When Frank heard the sharp voice, his color changed almost instantly. He glanced over sharply, and the familiar figure verified his guess.

"The crazy woman among the Death Eaters!" Frank was trembling with anger. How could this cruel Death Eater, the madman who tortured and destroyed countless families, dare to come to them alone.

"It seems you still recognize me?" Bella giggled, hitting the palm of her left hand with her wand, as if applauding his keen observation.

Lucius frowned and blocked Bella behind him to prevent her from further irritating the two people opposite.

"Mr. Longbottom, Ms. Longbottom, how about we make a deal?"