[HP] Destiny Thousand Years Later

Mrs. Zabini lived in Malfoy Manor with her son for a week. During this period, she went to inquire about the news, and then found that the Dark Lord really did not seek any neutral faction recently, but Mr. Malfoy was at the manor every day and did not see him. go out.

Draco soon understood that because of his grandfather's return, his father stopped working for the Dark Lord, and his family returned to a neutral position. He even said that his grandfather was not afraid of the Dark Lord, and it was precisely because of this that so many Slytherins wanted to be with him His grandfather talked to him, but it was difficult for him to find the slightest shadow of his grandfather, but in any case, he let go of the heaviest thoughts at once, and he regained some of his childlike nature, and took Bryce around the manor. hang out.

The biggest news this week, apart from the return of the Dark Lord, is the re-election of the Minister of Magic. The Director of the Auror Division, Scrimgeour, has become the new Minister. Corner Lane, arrangements for the security of Hogsmeade Village.

"I heard that some shops are closed." Draco opened the newspaper and sighed to his friend, "I still want to buy a broom." Originally, Draco planned to resign from the position of Quidditch captain next year to focus on I used it elsewhere, but now I don’t need it anymore, so I thought the broom should have been replaced long ago.

"Do I need to buy two new outfits?" Bryce asked his friend.

No wonder Bryce is overhearted. Although he doesn’t meet his friend’s grandfather much every day, he can see his picky taste. He can’t help but think that he should change his body. It’s not so simple. Of course, he is not suitable for gorgeous style. , but it is better to have a novel style.

At this time, Mrs. Zabini was chatting with Narcissa in the courtyard. Lucius went to the study to sort out some accounts. Abraxas was basking in the sun on the second floor. He was a little sleepy, so he walked slowly to the bedroom and to the stairs I happened to hear two children talking on the first floor, and they seemed to regret not being able to go shopping.

Thinking that he didn't even buy a present for his grandson when he came back, Abraxas walked downstairs and said, "Then go for a walk, I'll take you there."

The two teenagers were startled, and Draco immediately stood up: "Can you go out?"

Bryce was also a little nervous, not expecting this.

"Of course." As he walked out, Abraxas beckoned to the two children. He just didn't like to go out, and he didn't have any scruples about not going out.

Not long after, the three of them walked on the streets of Diagon Alley. The place has indeed become a lot more depressed, and there are fewer wizards coming and going, and they are all in a hurry. It seems that they are different. Abraxas does not Walking unhurriedly, turning a blind eye to the gaze cast by the past, his face was always calm, not much majesty, not much softness, more of a kind of indifference and alienation.

Draco and Bryce followed behind, and belatedly realized that this elder was completely incomparable with the elders of ordinary noble families. If you think about it carefully, you just don't have the desire to control, and never comment on right or wrong, even if you are picky These are also small problems, and they are said casually, without the slightest reprimand, and there is no pressure to get along with them. Now that they are going out, they come out immediately.

Abraxas looked around, how afraid of Riddle could this be, thinking about the scene of the previous meeting, and thinking about Justin's temper, he might have to stay in the magic world for a while, The two were afraid that it was rare for them to stop, and sighed in their hearts. He already felt that he owed something, and he couldn't let it go. When he figured it out, he concentrated on taking the children shopping, and he didn't interrupt, the main thing was just paying the money.

Seeing this, the two teenagers quickly searched for what they wanted, and wanted to make a quick decision and go back early, because someone was already watching and even followed them secretly.

There is a good saying, it’s not that friends don’t get together, Draco pointed Bryce to a robe shop that he thought was good, but just after entering it, he saw Scarhead and Red Mole at a glance, these two How come here?

The thing is like this, after Harry stayed at his aunt's house for a week, he was secretly taken back to the old house by Sirius. After receiving the letter, Ron immediately encouraged Harry to go to the new joke store opened by his brothers. Sirius didn't stop them, and the two of them came out smoothly. Along the way, Harry bought a lot of daily necessities. When he passed by the robe shop, he wanted to take some back for Sirius. Harry was also worried.

The two waves of people froze as soon as they met. Draco routinely wanted to taunt a few words. Not standing up to the Dark Lord didn't mean he had anything to do with the savior. The two had a bad relationship, but suddenly realized that there was an elegant The extreme grandfather swallowed the words back.

Ron grinned his teeth and was about to say something, but his friend around him was scared out of his wits by a word.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Harry didn't care about his rival at all, he looked at the platinum man behind him.

Draco's scalp went numb, but he immediately woke up, no, it wasn't him, and Bryce also pulled his friend's sleeve, and the two turned their heads immediately.

Abraxas raised his eyebrows and looked carefully: "Oh, Potter?" Recalling the matter of the Department of Mysterious Affairs, he added casually: "How is Sirius?" It is estimated to be a bit psychologically shadowed.

Hearing this, Harry immediately looked around nervously, and he was relieved when he saw no one else.

"Not so good?" Abraxas wondered.

"No, he..." Harry hesitated: "He is still wanted by the Ministry of Magic..." So it's not easy to mention it outside.

The son didn't say anything, but Abraxas asked, "What did he do?"

"He didn't!" Harry said loudly immediately, but felt that he couldn't articulate a few words. Thinking of Sirius' evaluation of this man, he hesitated and said, "He said he wanted to write you a letter..." Harry didn't know whether he wrote it or not, It didn't work out, but he knew that both Sirius and Headmaster Dumbledore wanted to meet this man.

I had received the letter, but at that time I didn’t know that Sirius was worse than his son. Abraxas said helplessly, “Let him come to me tomorrow,” and then added with a glance at the head of the bird’s nest in front of him: “ You can come too, if there are too many people, there is no need.”

"Thank you!" Harry didn't expect this turning point, and hurriedly thanked him, but he didn't care about anything else, and left with his friend.

"What's going on here, who is it?" Ron was in a dazed friend's manner and was shocked by the inexplicably extra Malfoy. He was almost dragged out of the house, and he stared at it for a few times without seeing why .

Abraxas' eyes then fell on the red-haired boy, even if he went out, he was a little lost: "Weasley..." He murmured, his chest hurt, and he clenched his fists involuntarily. Sen is about to wake up, wait, wait...

Draco was still shocked at the peaceful communication between his rival and his grandfather at first, but after that whisper, he found that something was wrong with his grandfather. How can he describe it? Whether his grandfather can tell when he is in a good mood is another matter, but he is not in a good mood. When it's good, it's very obvious, just like now, a gloom can't be stopped, Bryce also shrank when he heard this scene, but fortunately, the platinum man quickly returned to normal, and the two teenagers relaxed Tone, this time is more neat, choose and leave, and go home quickly.

Mrs. Zabini quickly left with her son. Since there were new visitors, it was really not suitable for them to stay any longer. Forget it, why did Sirius come, but he looked at his wife next to him, and he endured it again.

"Father, our family..." Draco's focus was on another aspect: "Why do you have a bad relationship with the Weasleys?" It's okay to have a bad relationship, but the reason is actually unknown.

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Lucius frowned, it was really frustrating to hear two annoying names in a row.

Draco didn't hesitate, and recounted the things in the robe shop in detail: "Grandfather's expression is...confused, not disgusting, but it's just a feeling of suddenly getting worse."

Lucius was stunned, and Narcissa was also in a daze, unable to recover for a while.

Lucius thought about it carefully, but still couldn't answer. He could find 1 reasons to hate that family. Even his grandfather had a livid face when he mentioned the Weasleys, but the Weasleys always had a lot of reasons. His faults will never be the cause of his father's accident, and he is not qualified.

I really can't figure it out.

Sirius stood at the entrance of Malfoy Manor in a daze. He hadn't been here for many years. The last time Narcissa got engaged was when he was thinking. He saw his cousin walking towards him with the same complicated eyes. Looking at him, Harry on one side was embarrassed and nervous, and smiled dryly.

"Come in." Narcissa had a headache, and Lucius didn't want to come out to greet the guests. He just sat in the living room and played chess with Mr. Malfoy. Whether they get along or not, they are neither forced nor forced.

"Don't worry, I won't fight with him." Sirius said as he walked, "As long as he doesn't fight."

Harry pulled the godfather hard, they were here to be guests, not to fight, and besides, could they fight under Mr. Malfoy's nose.Narcissa's head hurt even more, and she suspected that even if there was a fight, Mr. Malfoy would not care. In the eyes of this elder, it was probably no different from seeing two children fighting for a favorite toy.

The chessboard in the living room has been put away, and Abraxas knew his son's carelessness, so he acquiesced in staying behind, but it would be impolite to continue playing chess when the guests came, his upbringing and etiquette couldn't do that That's when Sirius and the Potter kids came in, looking brighter and better than ever.

Sirius saluted, looked up and saw Lucius looking at him indifferently with his chin raised, he immediately responded with a stare, Harry looked at Draco awkwardly, he didn't have the ability of Sirius, just silently refused speak out.

Abraxas couldn't help but find it funny when he saw the sword-striking momentum. He had been the same since he was a child. Staring at the handsome face of the black-haired man, he was a little dazed, and his tone couldn't help being a little more friendly: "Black Among the children in the family, you are the one who resembles Elvis the most."

Sirius froze for a moment, and now even Narcissa was startled by hearing her father's name.

Is it true that as time goes by, there will be more memories, and he will always think about the old man. Abraxas sighed: "He is also like this. He has always been careless and unscrupulous, and his temper is very eccentric. That is, he became quieter later." In those years, He doesn't have many friends, and the ones related to them have been met one after another. Thinking of this, he looked at Harry again: "You are not as quiet as the Potter family."

Draco bared his teeth, the enemy was not quiet, and the quarrel with him was not vague at all.

Sirius over here regained his thoughts and looked at the stunned cousin: "It's not that similar, uncle just has a good temper." He said with a bit of sarcasm: "How can I be so different."

Abraxas laughed out loud this time, and motioned for a few people to sit down, and waited for the elves to bring the tea before he said, "Because you entered Gryffindor College?"

"You know, the set of ideas of the Black family..." Sirius had planned to pull the Malfoy family to deal with the Dark Lord this time, so he didn't mind mentioning these: "I yearn for the dark forces, and I just want to protect the pure blood. Not pleasing to the eye...they didn't end well, and now..."

Abraxas interrupted Sirius: "Everyone has different ideas, different circumstances, and different demands. Do you know why I don't want to get involved in disputes?" He said softly: "People's hearts are too complicated, and they have their own interests. Entanglements and calculations, and that's not my area of ​​expertise, or even that I don't like it."

"But there are always right and wrong things. You don't think the Dark Lord is right, do you?" Sirius said anxiously: "Cruel, ruthless and bloody, that's a lunatic."

Draco flinched, not knowing how the topic got here, and whether he should listen to it or not.Lucius was also frowning and gave Sirius a hard look.

Abraxas looked a little subtle, and after a while, he slowly said: "So far, I have never seen a truly unintentional person."

"What do you mean?" Sirius was shocked, and the others also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Harry thought about it quickly, and interjected: "You said in the Department of Mysterious Affairs...that Justin..."

Sirius also realized that the Dark Lord's suspected weakness was what he wanted to ask early in the morning, and he cast a puzzled look.

Abraxas shook his head: "At that time, I was just angry that he sent Lucius, so I said it to provoke him. Did I tell others?"

Sirius: "I only told Dumbledore." Naturally, this kind of thing will not be publicized until it is clarified.

"The person is no longer with me, and it is not a hostage or a bargaining chip," Abraxas reminded: "Also tell Dumbledore that Justin is a troublesome person. I suggest that you do not contact him, and you do not provoke him." , he will not cause harm to you."

"Can there be trouble with the Dark Lord?" Sirius asked with a dark face.

"From a certain point of view, it's more troublesome." Abraxas really sighed: "Let's not talk about this, why are you wanted?"

Facing Malfoy who refused to mention the "business" again, Sirius opened his mouth and got stuck, but Harry on the side regained his energy and poured out all his ramblings.

"That's it?" Abraxas thought for a while, and felt that it was not a problem at all. He took a pen and paper, wrote a few short sentences, put them in an envelope, looked up and handed it to Narcissa: "Send it later." To the Ministry of Magic, Scrimgeour."

"That's all right?" Harry stared at the letter, wondering what was written in it.

"As far as a release order of acquittal is concerned, Scrimgeour is a Slytherin. Since he can achieve the position of Minister of Magic, it is not a big problem." Abraxas didn't mind explaining to the child: "As for him It doesn't matter how you do it."

"You are..." Sirius frowned instead, he hated this kind of domineering people: "In your opinion, can the strong ignore the law and do whatever they want?"

"Sirius, Azkaban still keeps your kennel, you can go in anytime you want." Lucius' tone was sharp, really shameless.

Harry hurriedly dragged the godfather, for him, the freedom of the godfather was more important, not to mention that the Ministry of Magic wronged Sirius first.

"...Sirius, you are not the only Gryffindor of the Black family." Abraxas looked at the upright Sirius and said leisurely.

"What?" The jump of the topic made Sirius startled, but he quickly retorted: "Impossible, who else?"

Narcissa faintly recalled something, her eyes widened in hesitation and surprise.

Abraxas: "Which academy do you think Elvis is from?"

"My father?" Narcissa jumped up abruptly: "It's impossible, the family didn't expel him, if he was Gryffindor, the family..."

The rest of the people were also full of disbelief, and Sirius couldn't react in a daze.

"He is the most powerful wizard in the Black family, expel him? They don't have that qualification." Abraxas said meaningfully.

"But my father never mentioned it." Narcissa murmured while shocking the other side of her father.

"Because he doesn't care. He likes Gryffindor, but he doesn't hate Slytherin. He doesn't care which college you want to go to. If you don't mention it, it's to accommodate the beliefs of his relatives and maintain the harmony of the whole family." Abraxas said lightly. Said: "If he is still there, the Black family will not be able to make trouble or chaos, let alone offend the Black family, Sirius, you ask me if the strong can do whatever they want, I don't know, but sometimes Only when we are strong can we have more choices.”

"But Uncle doesn't even care about Bella..." Sirius recalled.

"That's different. After all, children have the way of children. I think the same as him, and I won't interfere. Besides, the situation was not bad at that time. Even in the face of war, he can protect the interests of the family from being encroached upon. Then How many clansmen will follow and go crazy?" Abraxas asked back.

This time, Sirius was at a loss for words.