HP Polar Night

Malfoy Manor is a magnificent and exquisite mansion everywhere, with well-designed garden arches, a few pure white peacocks strolling leisurely on the well-manicured lawn, behind the forged iron gate, the magic fountain is showing various There are different shapes to welcome visitors.

When Agares followed Narcissa back to Malfoy Manor, the two owners of the manor were playing with broomsticks in the garden.In fact, there was only one boy playing with the broom, Mr. Lucius Malfoy sitting in a chair reading letters, and a sturdy horned owl was standing on the owl stand nearby, combing its smooth wings with its sharp beak .

Seeing Narcissa's figure, the man put down the letter in his hand and stood up. "So this is the boy, Sissy?"

Agares noticed that he had light blond hair, light blue eyes, a pale complexion, a pointed chin, and a haughty expression.When looking at him, the eyes seemed to be examining something, so condescending.

After noticing what happened on the lawn, the boy who was flying in the air, which was neither high nor low, also chased him back.He landed on the ground in a very chic posture, a little tidying up his wind-blown hair and robe.

"Mom, you are back."

His curious eyes fell on Agares.

Agares found that little Mr. Malfoy was a copy of his father, from appearance to expression.It's just that he is not as familiar as his father, and the child's curiosity is revealed in his eyes.

Narcissa seemed much gentler in front of her family. She put her hand on Agares' shoulder and said, "He is Agares Black, the son of Marianne Durant, and maybe my cousin Sirius." Blake's child."

"Good day, Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy." Agares bowed.

Lucius Malfoy looked at him as if evaluating a piece of goods, and after a while, he nodded to him: "Welcome, Mr. Black."

The way Malfoy expressed his heart was much more straightforward: "Mom, so is he a child of the Black family? Why haven't I heard you say it before?"

Narcissa said: "Maybe, before that, we still need to do a little test. Come on, let's go back to the house. Draco, do you still want to play with your broom? You can play in the garden , let Dobby watch you."

"No, Mom." Little Malfoy was obviously more interested in the newcomer Agares.

So Agares followed the Malfoy family of three into the dignified mansion of Malfoy Manor.

This is an ancient castle with a long history. In the living room that can accommodate hundreds of people, every inch of the floor tiles is covered with exquisite carpets.The tall crystal chandelier is in the center of the ceiling, reflecting the blurred light.

On the walls covered with purple wallpaper, there are many portraits. The owners of the portraits are all wearing carefully sewn robes, with pale faces and arrogant expressions.The people in the portraits will communicate with each other, or just do their own things, with no distractions.

A warm yellow flame burns in the marble fireplace, and a lot of luxurious furniture is placed in the living room.

No matter from which angle, it will only make people feel that this place is so unattainable.

Agares stood in front of the fireplace in Malfoy Manor, opposite Narcissa.

"Hold out your right hand, boy," said Lucius Malfoy.

Agares did as he said, and Narcissa reached out to hold his arm. The big and small hands held each other, feeling the blood flowing in each other's veins.

Lucius held up his snake-headed cane and tapped it on two overlapping hands.

He chanted a spell in a low voice, and a beam of light came out from the top of the snake-headed staff and sank into the wrists of the two of them.

Agares felt his wrist start to heat up, and his pulse rate accelerated in vain, as if an invisible thread had tightly glued his and Narcissa's hands together.He keenly noticed that Narcissa's expression had relaxed a lot, obviously the lady in front of him was not as calm and indifferent as she showed.Narcissa was obviously very happy to be able to find a bloodline for the Black family.

Yes, without Mr. Malfoy's explanation, Agares can already feel a feeling of blood connection from this magic.The invisible thread seemed to detect the source of their mutual blood. Almost at that moment, Agares knew that the woman in front of him was related to him.

The two hands that were stuck together slowly loosened, and the magic had done what it was supposed to do.

Narcissa smiled: "Very good, child, the blood of the Black family, I hope you can inherit the glory of the Black family."

"On your mercy."

Lucius seemed to be more tolerant, and he even reached out and patted Agares on the shoulder. "Compared to your father, I guess you should make a more correct choice than him."

The little Mr. Malfoy on the side couldn't wait for a long time. Of course, he knew what his parents were doing. After the blood test was completed, he made a sound and extended his right hand to Agares: "Welcome, I'm Draco Malfoy blessing."

Agares took his hand. "Agareth Black, nice to meet you.

"Okay, why don't we sit down. Dobby, bring some refreshments to our guests." Narcissa called everyone to sit down.Immediately after she gave her orders, a pile of very delicate snacks appeared on the table, each of which looked like a work of art.This made Agares involuntarily express his admiration.

Of course, the Malfoys each had their own business to attend to, so it fell to Draco to entertain the guests.

Draco didn't reject this cousin who appeared suddenly. As an only child, he probably had such a rare opportunity to get along with a boy of "similar family background", "seemingly smart", and a similar age. .So the whole evening was spent on Draco's excited introduction to the wizarding world and his bragging about himself.

Until night fell, the Malfoy family carefully prepared a dinner as a welcome to Agareth Black.

In the middle of the night, after saying goodbye to Draco, who was still full of thoughts, and the Malfoy couple, who were a little helpless towards their son, Agares returned to the guest room that Narcissa had prepared for him to rest.

This night, he slept well.

Agares then lived in the Malfoy Manor, which was very large and could accommodate several Malfoy families.It's a pity that the Malfoy family seems to have always been thinly populated, resulting in only three members of Draco's family living in such a huge castle.

According to Draco, he grew up on the manor himself, with a house-elf taking care of him.Occasionally his father would let Crabbe and Goyle come over to play with him at the manor, but Draco thought those two playmates were idiots and it was too boring to mess with them.

Draco was still very happy that Agares could live in Malfoy Manor.

Especially since this playmate wasn't as stupid as Crabbe and the others, and was of his own blood, from an old pure-blood family, and his mother's family.

Speaking of which, Agares also has a biological father in Azkaban.

Narcissa had already submitted an application for a visit to the Ministry of Magic the day after the blood test, but unfortunately the request was rejected.Afterwards, she applied several times for other reasons, all of which failed without exception.It wasn't until the end that Narcissa submitted the application in the name of Agares, and the Ministry of Magic replied that it would reply within 3 days.

Today is the last day of the deadline.

Early this morning, the owl of the Ministry of Magic flew into the hall of Malfoy Manor, and dropped a rolled-up parchment in front of Agares.Agares looked at the Malfoys at the dining table, and Narcissa nodded at him, so he reached for the parchment and opened it.

"Mr. Agareth Black, you have been granted permission to visit Sirius Black, a prisoner of Azkaban. The visiting time is from 7:15 am to 9:00 am on July 10th. Please arrive at the underground of the Ministry of Magic 00 minutes earlier. The Auror office on the second floor will be accompanied by two Aurors sent by the Auror Division."

The final signatures are Cornelius Fudge, Minister for Magic, Barty Crouch, Head of Law Enforcement, and Rufus Scrimgeour, Chief of Staff to the Aurors.

After reading it, Agares handed the note to Narcissa.

"It seems that our minister is planning to let an 11-year-old child visit his father who lives in Azkaban alone." Narcissa sneered.

Lucius stroked his snake-headed cane, with a slight mockery on his face. "Maybe it's because I'm worried that someone will take this opportunity to rescue a prisoner who has been imprisoned for many years from the dementors?"

Agares guessed that the Malfoys seemed to look down on the Minister of Magic, and their expressions showed their arrogance and contempt.

"Tomorrow I will go to the Ministry of Magic, and I can send off our little Mr. Black by the way."

"Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy."

On the morning of July 7, after breakfast, Agares, dressed neatly, stood in front of the fireplace in the living room.

Lucius motioned for him to grab a handful of floo powder. "Throw it in, then stand in the fire and say Ministry of Magic."

Agares did so, and as soon as the floo powder was thrown into the flames, the fire in the fireplace suddenly turned green.He walked in, said the name of the Ministry of Magic as Mr Malfoy had taught him, and was gone in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, he seemed to be sucked into a vortex, and the emerald green flames swirled around. He squinted his eyes, and seemed to see himself passing one fireplace after another. Finally, after a while of dizziness, he was finally " Spit" out.

Agares staggered, looked up and found that he had come to an unusually lively courtyard.

"Excuse me."

"Excuse me."

People kept passing by, and the people here were in a hurry, as if there were many important things waiting for them to deal with.

"Don't block the exit."

Agares heard Lucius' voice, and the next moment, his shoulder was pushed, so he walked forward in this direction.

Lucius walked behind him, and wizards stopped to greet him from time to time, which also gave Agares a clearer understanding of the status of the Malfoy family in the wizarding world.

There is also an elevator in the wizarding world, and they go down to the second floor underground.

The second floor is a large area divided into several offices. Lucius took Agares to a place where Auror Command was written.

The wizard in charge of the reception obviously knew Lucius, but compared to the enthusiasm and flattery of the previous wizards, the attitude of the wizards here is much colder.

"Mr. Lucius Malfoy, what brought you here?"

Lucius tapped the snake-headed staff in his hand, raised his chin, and looked at the Auror: "Kingsley Shacklebolt, I will bring Mr. Black to handle the visit."

The man named Kingsley was a tall wizard, dark, with a gold earring in one ear.

Hearing Lucius' introduction, his eyes fell on Agares.

Agares felt that the eyes seemed to be indescribably complicated. He originally thought that the other party would say something to him, but he didn't say anything.

Kingsley flipped through the notebook in his hand, and found today's to-do list, which read "Agareth Black, the application to visit Sirius Black has been approved, and Dawlish and Williamson will be assigned to accompany him."

He waved his wand, and a silver-white lynx flew out from the tip of the wand, and ran into the office to announce the news.

After a while, two tall Aurors came out.

"This is Mr. Agareth Black, and his visitation note. Two brothers, please accompany him to Azkaban. He has an hour's visitation time." Kingsley handed the note to one of them. Ro.

"After the visit, they will take you back to the Ministry of Magic. I have an appointment with Mr. Bagman, the director of the Sports Department. You will wait for me on the seventh basement floor." Lucius explained.

Agares nodded, indicating that he had written it down.

The two Aurors took Agares away from here, and they were going to a place where they could apparate.

The author has something to say:

My understanding of Malfoy: opportunists, will use the resources in their hands to obtain greater benefits