[HP] Dark Lord's pet

Star Manor is not big, but small and exquisite.

The care of generations has transformed it from a cold manor into a warm home.The sky blue decoration that can be seen everywhere highlights the personality of its generation Ravenclaw.

At this moment, Star Manor is not peaceful.

Dumbledore walked back and forth in the Star's living room, and the occasional screams from the waiting room on the first floor made him flustered.

Merlin, who would have thought of anything else that could scare this old man who has lived for more than 100 years, but he was indeed at a loss.

He had never seen labor and never knew the pain of giving birth could last this long!You must know that Olivia has been in the waiting room for seven or eight hours!

He should have left, and he still had a lot of things to do, but after helping Dr. Witt send Olivia to the waiting room, he couldn't move forward.

At this time, a woman should have her relatives, her husband to accompany her, and look forward to it. Olivia, an unfortunate child, can only be alone... He may be soft-hearted for a while, but soft-heartedness is not the old man's Is it a common problem?He has seen too many lives die, but he hasn't seen a life born for a long time.

A burst of baby cries from weak to strong interrupted his thoughts, and a strange female voice shouted in surprise: "It's a boy, he is such a handsome boy! Merlin! He made you suffer a lot!"

"Let me see him..."

"Look, he has a nose and ears like yours!"

"Really...but I can't quite see it..."

"Of course! You have to trust an old midwife's eyes! Oh, almost forgot this! January 1982, 1! Merlin! He was born on New Year's Day!"

Dumbledore wipes his glasses, a child born in the New Year!This is really amazing!

The door of the waiting room opened, and Dr. Witt suddenly saw Dumbledore waiting outside, his eyes widened!

Snapped!She closed the door again.

Dumbledore opened his mouth, then closed it weakly.

After a long time, perhaps a long time of chaos, the door of the waiting room opened again, and Dr. Witt looked at him strangely: "Please come in, Mr. Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore followed her in and walked to Olivia's bed. If it weren't for the messy hair and the unconcealable fatigue between her eyebrows and eyes, she was almost exactly the same as a few hours ago!

Signaling Abby to move a stool to the bed, Olivia asked Dumbledore to sit down. She held the baby and showed it to Dumbledore with gentle eyes: "Look, he is so cute, just like a little angel!"

The baby in the swaddle is not wrinkled like other newborn children. On the contrary, he looks tender, red, and chubby.His opened eyes were foggy, but it could be seen that they were a pair of black eyes, and his hair, a few shallow strands attached to his head, was also black.

Dumbledore looked at it carefully for a long time with great interest, then took off his glasses, wiped his eyes, and muttered, "This is amazing! He really looks like his father!"

Doctor Witt, who was staying by the bed, looked at the child, then at Dumbledore carefully, and heaved a silent sigh of relief.

"His name is Arnold, the strong eagle." Olivia touched his face gently, and looked at Dumbledore: "Maybe you want to hug Arnold?" She handed Arnold to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took it over flattered, and was careful not to hurt him. The last time he held such a small child was more than 90 years ago!

Arnold waved his powerful arms left and right, ran out of his swaddling clothes, grabbed Dumbledore's long silver beard, as if he had picked up some interesting toy, grinned his toothless mouth, and laughed silently, glistening with saliva Slide down the corner of your mouth.

"He likes me!" Dumbledore shouted like a child in surprise, and looked at Olivia for approval.

Olivia nodded. If all the silly mothers grinned the same way, they would hardly be able to take their eyes off this luminous treasure.

When Arnold closed his eyes and fell asleep, Dumbledore gently placed him next to Olivia, with rare hesitation on his face.

Olivia looked at him strangely and gave him an encouraging smile.Only then did he speak: "My middle name, Brian, I want to give it to Arnold as a middle name. I know it might be presumptuous..."

"Strength, virtue..." Olivia was thinking, and looked at Dumbledore who was rarely nervous: "There is nothing to hesitate, I mean, of course!"

She joked: "Of course I can't wish for it. In fact, as long as you don't want to be his godfather, you can even use Albus as your middle name!"

If Dumbledore became Arnold's godfather, she believed that the Dark Lord would make her die an ugly death!

Dumbledore was also entertained by the joke and giggled.

Only Dr. Witt looked at them strangely, not knowing why.

After Arnold was born, Olivia surrounded him almost wholeheartedly. She couldn't believe it. How could there be such a cute baby in the world?

His every move, even waving his arms casually, pouting his lips and making a few meaningless sounds, even his rare crying... all made Olivia very interesting.

But today, Olivia had to leave her baby briefly.After repeatedly asking Abby and Sira to take good care of the little master, she went to the Broken Ax Bar through the fireplace to transfer to the Ministry of Magic to participate in a trial related to her.

Olivia walked into a dark dungeon-like house. The room was built high with dark and solid stones. There were no decorations on the walls. There were rows of dense benches around it like steps to climb up. Now sit on it. Full of people, probably more than 200 wizards?

The crowd didn't respond to her arrival, until Dumbledore, who was sitting on the right, waved her over, did the crowd seem to notice her, and made a burst of discussion, as if they were asking who she was.

"I have to say, Olivia, very punctual!" Dumbledore winked at her.

Olivia smiled silently, and noticed that there was a man with many scars on his face next to Dumbledore. His sharp eyes looked at Olivia carefully, as if to see through her soul.Olivia guessed he also knew about Karkaroff's identification of her as a Death Eater.

"This is Moody, Alastor Moody, an excellent Auror! You should know him." Dumbledore introduced.

"Yes, I've heard of it." Olivia looked into Moody's eyes: "From the Daily Prophet, most of the Death Eaters were captured, almost filling half of the cells in Azkaban?" Olivia recalled Description in the Daily Prophet.

"That's right!" said Moody's gruff voice. "They deserve it!"

"Okay, we have to sit down, let's start!" Dumbledore said, and arranged for Olivia to sit on his left, separated from him by a narrow corridor.

Only then did Olivia notice that the person sitting next to her was actually Severus Snape.He looked much older, his face was sallow, and his whole body was full of decadence, only his greasy hair and aquiline nose were still conspicuous.

Snape obviously saw her too, nodded to her coldly and then looked away.Olivia was a little surprised, but also didn't mean to say hello, and followed his gaze.

Dementors!Olivia frowned.

Two dementors held a person hostage and walked slowly towards the armchair in the middle of the room. Olivia knew that this was probably the protagonist of today——Karkaroff.

He really didn't look well, he was in such a mess, and he was still shaking, as if he was about to faint.But Olivia didn't sympathize with him, but felt extremely relieved.

The dementor put the man on the chair with chains and went out. While everyone was watching, the chains on the armrests of the chair suddenly shone with golden light, wrapped around his arms like snakes, and tied him there.

"Igor Karkaroff." Said a voice in the middle—it was Crouch, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Olivia had read his speech in the Daily Prophet. He was famously tough. Pai: "You were brought out of Azkaban to testify to the Ministry of Magic. You told us that you had important information to report to us."

"Yes, sir." Karkaroff straightened his body and said glibly, "I am willing to serve the Ministry of Magic. I am willing to help - I know the Ministry of Magic is - hunting down the Dark Lord's remnants. I am willing to do my best I will do my best to assist you..."

There was a whisper in the room, and Olivia heard Moody curse "Scum!" Then he leaned into Dumbledore's ear and whispered something.

...This is really boring, Olivia looked at all this in disgust, dirty political transactions, malicious speculation, and ulterior motives...

What a waste of time!She missed her soft little angel so much.He must miss his mother, this is the first time he has left her since he was born, I hope those toys can attract him for a while, and don't make him notice that she is not around...

"Snape!" Olivia's distraction was interrupted by Karkaroff: "Severus Snape!"

Apparently he had identified a Death Eater.It's true, Olivia said to herself.

"Snape has been released by this committee!" Crouch said contemptuously. "Albus Dumbledore vouched for him."

"No!" Karkaroff yelled, "I promise you! Severus Snape is a Death Eater!"

Yes, it is quite valued by the Dark Lord!Olivia silently responded to his words.Out of the corner of his eye, Snape was as stiff as a statue.

Dumbledore stood up and acquitted him with good reasons. Olivia glanced at Snape in admiration, but he ignored her.

"Very good, Karkaroff." Crouch said coldly: "You assisted us in our work, I will reopen your case, you go back to Azkaban first..."

"No!" Karkaroff struggled frantically, and looked at Olivia like a poisonous snake, and Olivia stared back.

"Olivia Star!" Karkaroff almost shouted.

Dumbledore stood up again: "I can guarantee that she is not a Death Eater, she has no Dark Mark!"

Karkaroff was obviously stunned for a moment, and roared: "Impossible! She is the mistress of the Dark Lord!"

The audience was in an uproar!Discussions flooded in like a tide.Olivia even noticed the short blonde hair sitting in front of her. The witch in the red robe turned her head and opened her mouth wide in surprise.A quill was floating in the air, frantically writing something on a piece of parchment.

The author has something to say: born!

I have probably already felt the consequences of the passion, and I have a hunch that I will spend a lot of time researching information to perfect the heroine's background and... skills?After all, my heroine can't keep fighting!She wants to stand up!

It will probably be a flat transition period...