[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

Old Coffey was a ferryman on the North Sea.

He has worked here for 40 years, built a square inch wooden house, and lived off the Ministry of Magic's Weibo salary.Old Coffey had a bad life when he was young--and it wasn't any better now.All his life, he was up and down, and he was stared at by people around him because of the squib.

It wasn't until her early forties that she married a mute Muggle woman. She had no children, and the two of them relied on fishing to add some oil to the table.

It's always nice to have someone with you, at least it's not so lonely.The dumb wife is an honest and dull woman, but also a hard-working guy.She was sold to the UK by human traffickers since she was a child, but she was kicked out after her hand was broken because of someone else's false accusation of stealing.

Old Coffey paid a small fortune for her hands and feet, and after that the mute became Mrs. Coffey.Old Kofi always hated her because she couldn't speak, but after the real mute left, Old Kofi could only sigh alone.

The mute wife died.

That was six months ago, and no one was there when I got up early in the morning.When old Coffey scolded and searched out, he saw the dumb body washed up on the shore by the sea.

She opened her eyes wide, her eyeballs protruding, and those warm brown eyes lost their light forever.

Her death was not an accident, without any scars but with the breath left by the curse.

Avada Kedavra.

Old Coffey said nothing to anyone, but just dug a hole for the mute by the sea.Every ten minutes in the evening, I would sit by the pit and smoke a pipe.

On a June evening, the sky was as cloudy as ever.It seemed like a vortex, rolling in those dark clouds.

Old Coffey leaned against the edge of the small mound and looked out to the sea, looking at the lifeless sea water, watching the smoke rising from the dark water surface.

The sound of leather shoes beating made old Coffey turn his head away.He immediately got up and smiled, bent down obsequiously, and almost knocked his nose on his body: "Hello! Mr. Minister, Kofi is at your service."

Fudge raised his eyebrows impatiently: "Go and drive the boat over, I'm going to the island."

This time Fudge didn't bring his men with him, except for the silent Morgan Le Fay Avalon, only old Coffey paddled the boat with a "squeak, squeak, squeak".

In the misty sea mist, everything ahead is like a big black mouth, and every now and then a gust of wind brings an unpleasant stench.

Someone spoke in the silence, as sweet as honey: "Mr. Minister, everything I do is for you! You know, an Avalon is always loyal."

Fudge snorted and didn't answer.

"Look at this time, if I hadn't tortured Barty Crouch for so long, he wouldn't have been able to spit out the secret. In fact, the purpose of Little Crouch's infiltrating into Hogwarts is not the point, the point is how to give Deng Bully, splash some dirty water. After all, Hogwarts is his place."

"Old madman!" Fudge spat.In Avalon's next words, his expression has slowed down a lot.

After a while, the boat docked.Azkaban's black deposed body cast a huge shadow on the sea.From a distance, a dozen ragged dementors were floating freely.

Old Coffey thought, if the mute left him a son and a daughter, he must tell them what happened today.He wanted to say: how brave your father was, broke into Azkaban prison as a squib!

Far behind Fudge and the others, old Coffey was nervous and scared, and followed all the way to the prison intersection.Beside the rusty iron gate, two dementors stood guard.

Their black hoods were lowered, and they retreated to both sides one after another.

Old Coffey's legs were fighting so nervously that he felt his heart jump in his throat as he walked towards the door.He took out a badge he'd gotten for a fortune from an Azkaban meal-man.This thing can put them in prison, and has a certain resistance effect against dementors.

Old Coffey thought, what if these monsters find out?But fortunately, with the blessing of Merlin, the ferryman managed to get in.

The road to the prison was dim, except for a few torches that flickered on and off, there was no light at all.Old Coffey felt the wall all the way, and walked around the stone stairs to the interrogation room relying on the information he inquired from the meal delivery man.

Through the dim kerosene lamp, he saw a man tied to the wall, with pale skin and light yellow hair.At a glance, Old Coffey knew that he was Barty Crouch Jr. who had made a fuss some time ago.

On the other side, Minister of Magic Fudge sat on a high stool with his legs crossed: "Tell me, why do you want to see me?" The dark and damp prison made Fudge frown, and his hands fiddling with his top hat were a little fidgety.

"Why rush, Mr. Minister." Little Crouch said: "It's not easy for me to invite you here, it's not easy."

Fudge put on a straight face, and said sharply, "Speak the business!"

"Well." Little Crouch twisted his neck with a smile on his face. He smiled a little weirdly, and stared straight at Fudge: "Then let's talk about business."

"what?"

"The business is... If you don't cooperate, Mr. Minister, you don't even think about leaving here."

The man opposite said grimly.With a flick of his wrist, the rope that bound him fell.Immediately afterwards, the crisp sound of heels knocked in the gloomy aisle.In the shadows, a skinny woman with a skinny face.

The messy curly hair swayed as the woman moved forward.She raised her chin high, squinted her eyelids and glanced up: "You are too slow, Crouch."

Bellatrix sneered disdainfully, her contemptuous eyes swept across Fudge and landed on Morgan Le Fay in the corner.

Apart from anything else, the flexible soft whip struck like a snake, and with a crisp "pop", sparks arose on the ground.

Morgan Le Fay turned his head slightly, and raised the hand holding the wand high: "Do you want to fight?"

"No..." Bella whispered, and laughed straight, "I want to slash your pretty face a few times."

"Don't go crazy, ladies."

Little Crouch moved his hands and feet, and dragged Fudge over by the collar in one hand.He said weakly: "Now it's time to get down to business."

"You don't have a place to speak here!" Bella growled violently, but after some consideration, she withdrew the whip.She kicked at Fudge, and pressed the pointed heel against Fudge's neck, as if looking at a lump of dead flesh with contempt: "Is this a stupid slave who can sit on the minister?"

"No—no—" Fudge curled up in fear, his face turned pale, and he looked around helplessly: "Le Fay—Le Fay, save me!"

He expected someone to save him, but this person would never be Morgan Le Fay Avalon.

"Isn't that clear, Mr. Minister?" Morgan Le Fay took a step back in disgust, and then said with a smile: "I don't need to take orders from you anymore, sir. Your value is gone."

"you--!"

"I'm from the Dark Lord." Morgan Le Fay laughed wildly.If it wasn't for this stupid pig being useful, she would have slaughtered him now!

Old Coffey outside saw all this.He squeezed his fist repeatedly, telling himself to calm down.But when he was about to leave quietly, a mouse ran past his feet quickly.The beast ran all the way into the house, and in the blink of an eye, a short man with a stooped back and thinning hair appeared.

He was excitedly asking for credit: "I got the item! Potter's invisibility cloak!"

The watery and shiny cloth was spread out, and the people inside let out hearty laughter.

"I'll tell the master, Peter." Bella said with satisfaction, her voice was soft and cold, like a knife edge slid against an artery: "But before that, I have to solve a small thing. Don't be too long, and here's to reuniting him with that filthy mute Muggle..."

A green light flashed, and old Coffey fell down.Died by the same hand as his mute wife.

Death curse, no one has ever escaped.Except for Harry Potter - our protagonist, who wakes up thousands of miles away for this.

At four o'clock, the sky was already dark.

Harry got up from the four-poster bed and glanced out the window, hearing Ernie and Justin snoring loudly.

.

He couldn't remember the scene in the dream clearly, but he felt lingering fear when he opened his eyes.That shouldn't be such a good dream, in fact Harry hasn't been able to sleep well since the loss of the Invisibility Cloak.

He always felt that something was going to happen, and his instincts were always right.

Harry usually carries the Invisibility Cloak of the Potter family, and it is only put in the dormitory when Ernie and Justin borrow it.Hufflepuff badgers don't have to steal from him - then who and how could get into the impregnable Hufflepuff Vault to steal things?

This is definitely not a coincidence!

There were many thoughts in his heart, and by dawn an idea had formed in Harry's mind.

Easter, another big day for wizards.

Early in the morning, many people poured into the halls of Hogwarts.Reporters, photographers, staff...but mostly excited parents.

Most of them graduated from Hogwarts, and they couldn't hide their excitement when they returned to their alma mater and encountered such a grand event as the Triwizard Tournament.

Sirius came early in the morning, and the moment he saw his godson, he held him tightly in his arms like a hen.No matter how sneering Draco was, the dog godfather who had learned the new skill of "closed ears and listening" would not let anyone go.

Until Narcissa's tall figure approached, the deflated dog godfather was finally exhausted.

On the other side, Gryffindor's long table.The beaming Mrs. Weasley gave her little son a bear hug, and she prepared a battle suit for Ron.The front is woven with the appearance of Tina, and the words "Dragon Knight" are displayed on the back.

"Oh, my little Ronnie!" Mrs. Weasley kissed Ron on the head fiercely: "You are so proud of your mother!"

In an instant, with the booing of the twins, little Ronnie's face turned red.

"I'm going to the Black Lake one more time, just tonight, when they play the finals." When Harry told Hermione about the idea, he met with opposition.

He refused the girl's company, and only promised that he would go and come back soon.

"That's just a black lake, not a pond with crocodiles."

Harry shrugged nonchalantly, he was always stubborn, and things he had decided would not change.

"Don't worry, Mione. Help me hold Sirius and the others, I'll be back in an hour."

Harry thought it was just a small adventure.But in fact, the storm is about to come, and the decisive battle set by fate begins here.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for your support, and thank you Xiaoli and Princess for mine.Happy New Year to everyone here! ! !

Uh, it’s not that I’ve been scumbag since I haven’t updated in the past few days. People with handicapped hands like the author can’t play == I’m wandering around in the game, but I can’t find my way ╮(￣▽￣")╭

Chinese New Year is approaching, and the family is very busy.It's the Chinese New Year, and there are many things to do.Because my family is sick this year, I am the one doing it.So tired/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Finally, my dear, what a happy new year!

ps: The fourth part is coming to an end~~~