HP Polar Night

On July 7, Agares followed the Malfoy family to France to watch the final of the 26st Quidditch World Cup.In fact, Draco was the only one watching the game seriously, the Malfoys were busy with diplomacy, and Agares hadn't developed a taste for this wizarding sport.

Rather than watching 14 people flying around the stadium, Agares prefers to find a bookstore for a day.

He knew too little about the wizarding world, and for a little wizard like Draco who grew up in a magical environment, he was simply illiterate.Even common sense among wizards, such as not giving clothes to a house-elf, is tantamount to "terminating the contract of employment" and releasing the elf.

When Agares handed the coat to Dobby, the house elf of the Malfoy family, Draco looked at him with surprise and disbelief.Of course, fortunately, Agares was only a guest of the Malfoy family, not the master, so his actions did not cause any loss to the Malfoy family.You must know that now fewer and fewer pure-blood families can obtain a house-elf.

The final ended with the victory of the Portuguese team. According to Draco, this year may be the final decisive battle between Portugal and Luxembourg. Many of their players have reached the age of retirement. The next Quidditch World Cup, Maybe we won't see these two teams make it to the finals.

No wonder the champion and runner-up teams cried together when the awards were presented.

They only lived in France for 3 days, one day watching the game and two days attending various banquets.

Agares did get acquainted with a few foreign young wizards of the same age.

On the second day after returning to Great Britain, an owl knocked on the window of Agares' bedroom with the Hogwarts acceptance letter in its mouth.

They chose to go to Diagon Alley to buy admission materials on August 8st. Lucius had a business invitation, so Narcissa took him and Draco there.

Compared with the last time I came to Diagon Alley, today's Diagon Alley is more than twice as lively.

Two little wizards ran past with ice cream bigger than their heads, accidentally bumped Agares on the shoulder, and he frowned slightly.Draco snorted coldly from the side: "These vulgar people."

Narcissa was obviously also very displeased with this environment, and her dislike was evident from her raised chin.

"Come on, let's pick out the wand first."

Ollivander's Wand Shop is at the end of the street, next to a second-hand robe shop and across from a junk shop full of used second-hand items.The wizards who walked in and out of these two shops seemed to be living very poorly, wearing old-colored robes, and their faces were full of vicissitudes.

The three of them didn't stay on the street for a second at all, and walked straight into the wand shop.

This store is also very old, the interior is dimly lit, and the narrow store is extremely crowded. Thousands of long boxes are placed in the surrounding cabinets, piled up to the ceiling.

As they walked in, there was a clanging sound from the back of the shop.

A skinny old man emerged from behind the counter. He had a pair of silver-white eyes. When he stared at him, it made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Welcome, welcome." His voice was very soft, which made the atmosphere even more weird.His eyes turned around among the three, and then landed on Narcissa. "Good day, Mrs. Malfoy, are you bringing your child to choose a wand? As I recall, little Mr. Malfoy is not yet old enough to go to school."

Narcissa put her hand on Agares's shoulder and said casually, "It's this gentleman, who will be enrolled this year."

Ollivander's eyes fell on Agares, and he looked at it for a long time, very carefully, as if he wanted to see through the boy's skin and his soul.

After a while, Ollivander sighed: "Blood, what a wonderful thing. Then, this is Mr. Black. Holly wood, a little over 12 inches, using multiple feathers. I have always had a doubt , why did that wand pick on your father? You know, before the wizard reveals his true nature, the wand can detect it..."

Agares wanted to listen to some more, but Narcissa cut him off impatiently: "I think we're here to buy a wand, not to hear your stories about wands, Mr. Ollivander. "

"Oh, of course. Then come on, boy, let's measure first, come on, raise your arm, the usual one." Ollivander took a tape measure from his pocket, and Agares held it out. In the left hand, the tape measure is working very dedicatedly from the length of the arm to the length of the knee, to the circumference of the head, and even the distance between the two nostrils.

"Son, when were you born?" Ollivander's voice came from between the cabinets.

"November 1."

"Not bad for the first day of the new year. Okay, let's try birch, eleven inches, unicorn hair, good for driving away evil." Ollivander snatches it back: "No no, not this, then try holly, 11 and a half inches, phoenix tail feathers... no, not this either... let me think, pickier combination, come on, elm , 11 inches, the nerve of a dragon. I remember that Mr. Lucius Malfoy is this match, the insistence of pure blood..."

Draco, who was looking around a little bored at first, turned his head hastily after hearing his father's name, and looked at the wand in Ollivander's hand that supposedly matched his father's.

Agares took the wand and waved it, and some sparks appeared from the tip of the wand.

But judging from Ollivander's expression, he was still not very satisfied with this. "Okay, not this one either, but we've got a direction...yes, try this one, ebony, 11½ inches, dragon nerve."

In Agares' hands, the wand created a little whirlwind.

"Very close, but not yet, try this, still ebony, 11 inches and three-quarters, dragon heart, it's a very powerful dragon."

That's it.

When holding the wand in his hand, Agares had this voice in his heart.

He felt an inexplicable force churning in his body, trying to break through the confinement and do something great.And the wand in his hand was also ready to move because of this force.

Of course, Ollivander was not mistaken. Whenever the wand in the store found a wizard that suited him, he always felt excited and happy, and this time was no exception. "That's right! That's it! Firm belief and powerful strength, the perfect combination..."

But he looked at Agares with a look in his eyes, trying to see which way the person in front of him would go in the future.

Narcissa paid for him.

They should have left the wand shop and proceeded to the next stop to continue shopping for the items on the admission list.But Draco insisted on measuring it, to find his wand in advance.With Narcissa's pampering to him, of course she would not refuse this little wish.

So they spent some more time choosing wands.

Contrary to Draco's expectations - he wanted to pick the same combination as his father, symbolizing purebred elm and dragon nerves, but the wand didn't suit him - and he settled on a hawthorn Wooden wand, 10 inches, with a unicorn hair core, representing contradiction and loyalty.

Draco didn't look happy with his wand, so even though Ollivander said he wouldn't come to get it until he got his Hogwarts notice next year, he didn't object.

After leaving the wand shop, they went to buy everything on the enrollment list, in duplicate, and Draco would enroll next year, and Narcissa didn't want to visit these stores again next year.At the end of the day, Draco probably won't need to buy anything else next year besides wizard robes and wands.

Narcissa bought an owl for each of them. Draco's one was the same as the horned owl in Malfoy Manor, but much smaller. Draco said he would name him Hydra, the legendary Hydra.Agares's is a black owl, very strong, with fluffy and soft feathers, known for its agility.He named her Sylph, for air.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the start of school on September 9, Agares can go to that place, Hogwarts, the best wizarding school in Europe, a mysterious castle with a thousand years of history.

That is, his parents' alma mater.

Hogwarts.

With one month left before the start of school, the professors at the school are already busy.

Prepare equipment for school, potion ingredients, fill the common medicine cabinet in the medical wing, repair items broken by little wizards, etc.

As the principal, after the vice-principal handed over the admission list of young wizards for the new year, he had to judge whether or not to send a professor to lead the young wizards to enroll according to the above reply.

"It seems that this year we will welcome a group of very cute children." Principal Dumbledore looked at the names on the list that had increased compared to last year, and couldn't help but wink at the professors.

Since he said this sentence every year, the professors at Hogwarts had no intention of responding to him.Only the newly appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, a wizard named Leonard Grosvenor - 27 years old this year, a former Gryffindor graduate - laughed.

"Let's take a look. There are about 9 Muggle-born children this year. I guess everyone can get to know them first." Dumbledore smiled playfully, and distributed the notes in his hand to the professors. hands.

The address and name of the little wizard were written on the note, and the professors would take them to Diagon Alley to buy admission materials within the agreed time, and then tell them how to take the train when they were enrolled.

After the professors led the tasks and dispersed, Dumbledore stopped Severus Snape, the dean of Slytherin.

"Severus, I don't know if you've heard, but it seems that some owls went to Malfoy Manor this year."

Snape frowned tightly, as if he didn't understand what the other party was talking about.

"Assuming my memory is correct, there is only one cub in the Malfoy family. He is ten years old this year and has not yet reached the age of school."

Dumbledore put a reply letter on the table, took a bite of the honey zizi candy in his hand, and mumbled inarticulately: "Of course, the children entering this year's school are not named Malfoy."

Snape glanced at the letters on the table, and what he saw made his expression even more gloomy. "One, Blake?" The last name seemed like something dirty to him, and even saying it made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

"Agareth Black, I saw this name during the summer vacation. Our minister sent me a letter saying that the child was going to visit Azkaban. He went." Dumbledore went to Putting a strange-flavored bean in his mouth, he wrinkled his face from the acid. "Oh! It tastes like pickles. It's so sour."

Not in the mood to watch an old man eating a snack, Snape thought about it quickly.

"The Malfoy family adopted this child?"

Judging from the current information and the information he has learned in the past, this child surnamed Black should have just appeared recently, maybe it was born after the disappearance of the boy Regulus Black in the Black family?

And now the child lived in Malfoy Manor, either his parents were unable to support him, or Regulus was still alive but dared not appear in the wizarding world. You must know that he was a loyal supporter of the Dark Lord back then.Then he was entrusted to Narcissa Black Malfoy, the only person in the Black family who is currently doing well.

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders: "Then I don't know, Severus, it is said that you and Lucius have always been friends, maybe you can ask him?" The white-bearded principal did not hide his curiosity at all. , let this emotion show outside.

But he seemed to have forgotten to tell Snape who the child's biological father was, but that didn't matter, Snape would find out soon anyway.

The author has something to say:

Regulus Black, woo hoo, I'm going to write his short essay.Every time I see the Dark Lord's secret that no one knows is known by him, I can't help but make up a hundred scenes of how he knows it. In the end, the picture is always frozen on the JQ between him and the Dark Lord, such as the bed partner Yes, hahaha~