[HP] Similar but different

...Cousin Sirius?

Harry's heart skipped a beat.It was definitely Bellatrix - Sirius had three cousins, Andromeda Tonks couldn't have done that, and Narcissa Malfoy didn't speak in that tone.

As for why Bellatrix happened to appear at this time...

His heart sank, remembering how many times they had said "Voldemort" just now.Apparently there does exist a surveillance spell on the Dark Lord's name...

"Bellatrix?" Sirius whispered, but without question.

Harry could hear some veiled annoyance, and presumably Sirius had figured out the reason for the situation.Also, although the Order of the Phoenix knew the escaped Death Eater was alive, today was the first time they ran into each other head-on, because Bellatrix suddenly attacked him...

He was startled suddenly, realizing the strangeness inside.If someone said that "Voldemort" would attract Death Eaters, then Bellatrix should have been there for a while, but didn't do it right away?And why didn't conflicts break out because of this before?If I really want to say it, it seems that after Sirius once again confirmed his relationship with Voldemort...

After establishing his relationship with Voldemort? !

Harry narrowed his eyes.This conjecture was very scary, but he realized in an instant that if Bellatrix really had a crush on Voldemort, it would not be such shocking news.In fact, it's so reasonable!

This conclusion flashed through Harry's mind so quickly that he froze in place, unable to utter a word.

"Now that you're here, show yourself, Bellatrix." Sirius said again, keeping his wand in a forward alert posture and moving towards the bushes, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I'm very interested to know that you escaped from prison." In the future life...maybe I can still communicate with you..."

There was no sound in the bushes, as if there was no one behind, but the next second Harry knew he had guessed wrong. "What?" The female voice was still speculative, "It's fine if you don't thank me, but don't you think you're going in the wrong direction?"

"How is it possible?" Once he realized that coaxing was useless, Sirius immediately retorted loudly, his black eyes fixed on those messy branches, "Harry's matter has nothing to do with you, now it's a duel between me and you. Could it be Are you afraid, Bellatrix?"

The word "duel" startled Harry, and he hurriedly grabbed his wand and followed.While his face was burning and possibly bleeding, there was no way he would just sit by and watch.

The woman snorted heavily. "I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still as stupid as before, and you haven't made any progress..."

These words rightly angered Sirius.He took two steps forward suddenly, and a red light shot out from the tip of the stick, heading straight towards the bushes.The leaves rustled, as if Bellatrix was about to fight back.At this moment, Harry rushed forward and roared, "Armor protects you!"

But there was no chilling green light coming from that end.Instead, a thick gray-black smoke suddenly exploded out of nowhere, swallowing the light and blocking the vision of Harry and Sirius.The two looked at each other and stepped back cautiously so as not to touch them.

Unexpectedly, the smoke dissipated quickly, and a black-robed wizard appeared on the originally empty hillside.He was wearing a hood, and there was not enough light on the rainy day to illuminate the face underneath.

Harry recognized Voldemort instantly, and Bellatrix apparently did too. "Master!" she exclaimed in surprise, her voice trembling with excitement.

With the Dark Lord in person, Sirius visibly tensed up.He tried to pull Harry behind him, but Harry was in Voldemort's face, motionless.

The two looked at each other, and then Voldemort spoke. "Explain, Bella." His voice was dark before the storm.

Bellatrix seemed to be waiting for this opportunity.She came out from behind the bushes and stopped diagonally behind Voldemort. "Master, I was carrying out the task you gave me. Then I followed the instructions and came here, and found that it was the two of them—" She bent her head, and couldn't help giving Harry and Sirius a vicious look when she said this , "That boy is still wantonly tarnishing your reputation, so I decided to teach him a lesson..."

Before Voldemort could speak again, Sirius yelled angrily: "Who are you talking about tarnishing whose reputation?!" He wanted to wave his wand again, but Harry held his hand firmly.

Bellatrix looked even more contemptuous. "of course……"

"Bellatrix, explain," interrupted Voldemort, his voice growing darker.

Although his voice was quiet, Bellatrix fell silent when he moved.When she heard the last sentence, she froze solidly. "Did I just say that, Master?"

Voldemort was furious and impatient. "Who told you to touch Harry?" He pointed out bluntly, "Do you remember what I said?"

Sirius Ben had been trying to break away from Harry, but was stunned.

"This..." Bellatrix's eager expression of wanting to invite pets instantly froze on her face, looking a little silly. "But that boy is talking nonsense..." she stammered.

Voldemort's patience was not much, and now it was on the verge of a breaking point. "Let me ask you one last time, what did I say?"

Bellatrix's originally rosy face quickly turned gray. "...don't meddle in anything related to Harry Potter," she replied dryly.

Voldemort sneered. "So nothing Harry says has anything to do with you, understand?"

"But he..." Bellatrix still wanted to defend herself, saying that what Harry said was different from the usual rumors, but she finally realized something and panicked. "Is that boy really..." your boyfriend? !

Voldemort, however, had long lost his mood. "Go back and receive your punishment," he reprimanded in a deep voice, "don't make me say it a second time."

Harry could see that Bellatrix was not reconciled, and the mad hatred that seemed to be familiar flickered in the strange woman's eyes.But she didn't dare to disobey Voldemort at all, she backed away awkwardly, and then Apparated.

"Are you hurt, Harry?" Voldemort asked as soon as the man was dismissed, with subtle concern in his tone.

Harry finally had time to straighten his glasses and wipe his face.Looking down again, the mud in the palm was mixed with broken grass leaves and blood stains. "It's okay," he muttered, "it's nothing serious...how did you come?"

Voldemort frowned disapprovingly under his hood. "You're bleeding, and you still ask me why I came?"

Although it was very inappropriate, Harry immediately remembered how Voldemort had taught Umbridge a lesson. "I can handle her," he insisted, with a touch of resistance to overprotection, "and my godfather is here." With that, he cast a wary glance at Sirius.

It seemed that Voldemort hadn't noticed the presence of a third person until then.It was only at this time that the mentioned Sirius came back from the shock, and his eyes frantically moved between the two: "You two...really..."

Voldemort didn't answer, but took a step forward.Sirius jumped up, pointing his wand warily at him.But Voldemort took another step, and said to Harry, "You're making the wound worse, come and let me see."

Harry hesitated.Voldemort's timely arrival prevented a possible duel, which he was grateful for; but he worried that Sirius would be further stimulated by it.

Sure enough, Sirius suddenly erupted. "Why do you?" He shook off Harry's hand vigorously, gritted his teeth angrily, "stay away from Harry!"

In Harry's original idea, it should be him who patiently explained to Sirius, and then slowly took the time to let the other party accept it - it is best to do it step by step like Ron.But the two sides collided suddenly, and he found it difficult to hold back the godfather who had never been so angry, so he could only look to Voldemort for help with his last hope.The Dark Lord's words could piss people off, he'd learned that many times before, but now he really didn't need to make Sirius any more angry.

Voldemort must have known what Harry meant, but he didn't show it. "You're talking about today?" he said quickly. "There won't be a second time."

"Who told you it was only today!" Sirius became more and more angry, "Do you still remember what you did to James and Lily? If they hadn't tried their best to protect their son, would Harry have survived?" He remained still He held his wand high, but still maintained a semblance of reason, not getting too close to the Dark Lord, "Now, how dare you approach Harry, pretending that nothing happened?!"

After the voice fell, there was a deathly silence.

Harry stared at the thin line of Voldemort's lips, more nervous than he confessed.He was afraid that the other party would say something like "I'm not wishful thinking"-he could read Voldemort's thoughts that he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, and it didn't mean that Voldemort would admit it himself-but Voldemort just replied flatly: "Of course I remember. "

This temporarily suppressed Sirius' raging anger from surging higher. "Really?" He stared suspiciously at the black-robed wizard, "So you admit that you are using Harry?"

"That question," said Voldemort, still flat, "I think Harry knows it himself."

Sirius turned sharply to look at Harry.As if thinking of something, he turned back again. "Harry is young! He doesn't know anything!"

Voldemort seemed to have given up on communicating with the aggressive Sirius, as he said directly to Harry, "Do you think it's possible for Black to listen to me, Harry? It's not to be trusted."

"Because you're just not trustworthy!" Sirius snatched the words right away, without giving Harry time at all, "You've always been a cruel, vicious and tyrannical Dark wizard!" He spat viciously on the ground between them.

This……

Harry really panicked.He wasn't sure what to do to stop a new war, subconsciously hugged Sirius and his arms tightly, and said in a stack of voices: "Stop talking, Sirius, I'm an adult, I know what I'm doing !"

And Voldemort raised his hand.

Sirius struggled, but Harry was almost as tall as him now, and he wasn't going to get out of that restraint anytime soon, blushing and thick-necked. "Let go of me, Harry! Or we'll both be..."

With the sound of sparks exploding uncontrollably at the tip of his wand, Voldemort removed his hood. "I see," he said softly, but with obvious sarcasm. "You think you're the first 'grown-up' to know, Blake?"

No sooner had he seen that face than Sirius froze, though his chest was still heaving rapidly.Harry, too, was panting, and only realized what had happened when he turned his head - he couldn't help feeling a pang of irritated admiration for the Dark Lord's calm, unafraid face despite the chaos.After this burst of emotions passed, he realized the real reason why the godfather stopped——

"...You are the new...Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Sirius had never been so dumbfounded, "How could...Dumbledore already knew?"

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The fact is that Sirius will be crushed by Lao Fu if he only fights with his mouth _(:з」∠)_