Traveling through Hogwarts, just wanting to have a love affair

A flash of surprise flashed across Phoenix's eyes, then was replaced by deep confusion.

He looked at Narcissa, trying to find the answer in her eyes, but he could only see determination and a hint of barely perceptible worry.

“But, Mom.”

Phoenix's voice trembled a little.

"Why did Dad become a Death Eater? Can't we stay away from the darkness and danger?"

Narcissa tapped Phoenix's head and said speechlessly:

"Why are you so excited? Relax!"

Phoenix was a little dazed by the knock, but his uneasy mood gradually relaxed.

Narcissa sighed softly, her eyes softening as if she was reminiscing about the past.

"Phoenix, this world is more complicated than you think. Some things are not simply right or wrong, but full of gray areas."

She paused and continued.

"Your father has his reasons for his choice. Although I don't fully agree with it now, it is his choice."

Phoenix was silent, his heart full of contradictions.

He wanted to understand his father's choices, but was also afraid of the consequences of those choices.

Narcissa stood up, walked to the window, looked at the starry sky outside, and spoke in a low and powerful voice:

"As for me, I have never participated in their actions."

"I choose to stand by your father's side, even though it makes me feel lonely and helpless at times."

Phoenix walked over to her and gently held her hand.

“Mom, I understand. I will try to understand and protect myself.”

Narcissa turned around and a smile appeared on her face, which showed the warmth and power of motherly love.

"I know you will, Phoenix."

“Remember, no matter what happens, we are one family and we will face all the difficulties and challenges together.”

Narcissa turned and looked at Phoenix with a deep gaze.

Her voice was deep and powerful, as if she was telling an ancient secret.

"Yes, Voldemort is dead, but his mark, the Dark Mark, is not so simple."

Narcissa explained.

"It is more than a mark. It is part of Voldemort's power, a magic that continues to affect people even after his death."

Phoenix frowned, feeling an unspeakable fear.

"So, those Death Eaters, what are they doing now...?"

Narcissa nodded slightly.

"Many of them, even after Voldemort's death, were still affected by the Dark Mark."

"It is like a curse, rooted deep in their souls, that they cannot escape the shadow of Voldemort."

Phoenix was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"But if Voldemort is truly dead, then his Horcruxes should have lost their power, shouldn't they?"

Narcissa sighed and said:

"That's the theory, but Voldemort's power is too strong, and his Horcruxes may still have some unknown power left."

"and."

Her voice suddenly became serious.

"We cannot rule out the possibility that there are other forces behind this."

Phoenix felt a chill run down his spine as he realized that this world was far more complex and dangerous than he knew.

Narcissa's sigh was like a gentle breeze, carrying a hint of helplessness and heaviness.

Her eyes revealed deep worry, as if she was thinking about some unspeakable secret.

"Lucius, he has his beliefs and his reasons."

Narcissa continued, a hint of fatigue in her voice.

"He believed that person could bring about change, even though..."

She stopped talking suddenly, as if avoiding touching on some sensitive topics.

Phoenix listened quietly, he could feel the complex emotions in his mother's words.

He knew that family affairs were far more complicated than he understood.

And he, as a member of the family, might be involved one day.

Narcissa suddenly stood up with a gentle smile on her face, as if trying to dispel the heavy atmosphere in the room.

"Okay, Phoenix, these things are too heavy for your age."

She whispered, "You should enjoy your youth and pursue your dreams."

Phoenix opened his mouth to say something, but was gently interrupted by Narcissa.

"Okay, let's end this topic here." There was a hint of firmness in her voice.

"Don't worry about it, we adults will take care of it."

Narcissa turned and walked towards the door, but before leaving, she turned back to Phoenix and said:

"Don't forget, there will be a banquet at Greengrass Manor the day after tomorrow. That will be a good opportunity for you to show yourself."

"You need to behave appropriately and show the style of our family."

After saying that, Narcissa gently closed the door, leaving Phoenix alone in the living room.

His eyes followed his mother's back, his heart filled with mixed emotions, thinking:

"It seems that there are still many things that I don't know."

Phoenix's thoughts were like meteors in the night sky, flickering and flickering.

He leaned against the window, his eyes penetrating the night, as if looking for something.

He thought about the system he had, which was his secret weapon.

It is also his only support in this world full of magic and danger.

"System, you have to give it your all."

Phoenix prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the system would give him more power and resources so that he could better protect himself and his family.

The magic that he mastered, the magic that existed in the magical world, emerged in his mind.

Although powerful, it seems powerless at times.

And his Mangekyō Sharingan, a mysterious power from another world, has the ability to change the course of battle, but at the cost of his eyes.

Phoenix gently touched his eyes, feeling helpless.

He knew that every time he used the Mangekyō Sharingan, he was consuming his eyesight.

He didn't want to become a blind man, didn't want to lose the opportunity to see the beauty of this world, and didn't want to miss the moment when Astoria put on her wedding dress.

"I have to be more careful using it." Phoenix warned himself in his heart.

"I can't sacrifice my future happiness because of a momentary impulse."

At this moment, a figure was quietly observing Phoenix in the corner.

It was Draco, wearing Harry's invisibility cloak, hiding in the darkness, silently watching his brother.

He felt mixed emotions, including self-blame and determination.

“I am such a failure as a brother.”

Draco laughed at himself in his heart, "I failed to protect this family, and I failed to protect Phoenix."

But then, his eyes became firm, as if he had found a ray of light in the darkness.

"No, I can't give up like this." Draco swore in his heart.

"I must become stronger. I must protect this family and Phoenix, and prevent him from getting hurt."

Draco's figure gradually blurred in the night, but his determination was like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating Phoenix's future.