HP If I Never Been to Rock House [Abraxas Malfoy]

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"You won't even let me read the will?" Matilda laughed suddenly, "I never understood why you made it so complicated when you and Grindelwald could have solved it in a duel?"

"I will definitely fight, but London has more than one Grindelwald to face." Sighing, Dumbledore drew a pen from his robe and began to deal with the backlog of things during this time. "Alfard is now under house arrest by the German side, and the situation is not very optimistic."

"I have always recognized that you are a child who can take care of things, even if you are not as pure as Sirius." Dumbledore rarely used a sincere tone, and his sharp blue eyes looked directly at Little Black's pale face through the lens, " You can probably guess what I mean. I never force you to join the Order of the Phoenix, but if you agree to cooperate, we can both win."

"Isn't it just to join the Death Eaters as a spy?" Matilda's face was somewhat proud, and her thin body stood upright opposite Dumbledore. "Swear."

Even if he didn't care about the life and death of all the muggles in London, he should care about the father who raised her alone, and Malfoy, who had finally found out his sincerity.

Right?Merlin.

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In the next few days, Matilda was still a couple who attended classes, ate, slept, and occasionally went to the tower to catch night tours when she was insomnia.

What Lucius said that day basically meant what Voldemort meant.That being the case, all she had to do was wait.

Nothing to be sad about, just luck.Matilda began to believe in Merlin very early.Now the various media in the Ministry of Magic are agitating for my fate to be up to me.Obviously brainwashed, but generations of young wizards still believe in it without hesitation.

Maybe it's true that heroes come out of troubled times, but salted fish will also have the joy of turning over, right?

Matilda thinks that there is no way to change the direction of the matter, all she can do is to suffer less.

"It's just that old fellow Alphard," the girl raised her hand and looked at the divided moon in front of her eyes, and said to herself, "I have dedicated my whole life to the Ministry of Magic, but I didn't get any sweetness in the end. "

"Then why don't we torture you first to make you feel better?" A sullen voice suddenly came from behind.

Greenglass led a few Lestranges to surround Matilda at some point, and Rookwood, who was walking in front, held up his wand, aiming the tip of the wand straight at the girl's eyebrows.

"It's not necessary." Matilda smiled and straightened the collar of her robe.She carefully took off the Gryffindor medal on her chest and put it in her underwear pocket. "Frankly speaking, even if my father is ruined to death, I don't think I should be tortured."

The hand in the girl's sleeve pulled out her wand with a swish, and Rookwood was knocked down in the corner at once.He curled up, and his ear-piercing screams resounded throughout the North Tower.

"The Unforgivable Curse!" Lestrange's second son recognized it first, "How dare you? Dumbledore will never let you go!"

"Dumbledore?" Matilda repeated the headmaster's name in a rhythmic tone. "Dare he touch me?"

She walked in front of Credence with gentle steps, "If I die, who will bear my blood debt?"

Suddenly, Matilda turned around to block Greenglass' sneak attack, and then directly cast a spell to lock these ignorant little brats into a burning fire cage.

"You missed me." Rodolphs who was standing in the corner suddenly said. He looked coldly at the companions in the cage whose skin had been burned until their skin was distorted. There was a coldness in his eyes that did not match his age.

"It's rare for someone to realize that they have done something wrong." Matilda said in a very exaggerated tone of surprise, she is currently revising Greengrass' memory in an orderly manner, "Don't you like Bella? I am Bella's mother Sister, why do you still follow me?"

Rodolphus said nothing.

Matilda didn't force an answer either, she walked up to the boy and patted him on the shoulder, and slapped Rodolphs on the back of his head.

There are a total of [-] steps under the tower. Matilda walked down towards the darkness, and the only sound of footsteps on the ground was left in the quiet tower.

But there are always people who are ignorant of the times and want to break the rare silence—a girl suddenly rushes out of the closet next to her and stops Matilda in front of her.

"Why did you use the Unforgivable Curse!"

Matilda raised her eyebrows and looked behind the girl. James removed the invisibility spell with a little embarrassment, and pulled the girl back.

"You two are quite a match," Matilda rubbed James' head, "you have good eyesight."

"Don't go!" Lily grabbed Matilda's arm, "Could it be that Black can't do something good?"

Matilda bent down and carefully observed Lily's clear eyes, "Then what do you want? To appeal to the law?"

"Ask yourself, if it weren't for Credence yelling that sentence, would you have seen that I used an Unforgivable Curse?"

Under the surprised and angry gaze of the girl, Matilda broke away from the little hand that was holding her, "Potter, take care of your girlfriend, don't let her talk nonsense."

==

Orion hadn't been in the mood to put gel on her hair for days.

All kinds of bastard things kept hitting his already fragile nerves, McNeil's secret surveillance, the muggles who kept dying in London, Grindelwald who was eyeing him, and his black lord who was favored by the Dark Lord. The bad luck reminded the niece.

Chief Black rubbed his throbbing temples with his stubby fingers, and now he desperately needed someone to go to St. Mungo's to buy him some tranquilizers, but Walburga at home was obviously not up to the task— She is also busy doing beauty treatments with those noble ladies.

"Director!" Weasley yelled, knocking open the door suddenly.

Orion tried his best to resist the urge to slap Arthur to death, and said in his standard official tone, "Weasley, if you do this again, I will charge you with leaking secrets in the Ministry, and then throw you Go to Azkaban."

"I'm sorry, Director," Arthur blushed in shame, "but today there is beef tenderloin in the canteen of the Ministry, if you arrive late, you will definitely not be able to grab it."

"I really envy your simple happiness." Orion glanced at the innocent little staff beside him out of the corner of his eyes, and obediently stopped the work he was about to finish. "Remember to fly me if something happens."

"Don't worry, Director." Arthur was having a great time playing with a newly remodeled paper airplane in the ministry.

Orion clicked his tongue, put on his coat and turned to Malfoy's Department of Preventive Medicine.

"Dinner." Orion knocked on the desk full of documents, "Hey, the death toll hit a new high?"

Abraxas leaned back in his chair and sighed deeply, "Nothing goes well recently."

"There is beef tenderloin in the cafeteria." Orion replied without thinking.

The two men looked at each other, and they both saw foolishness in each other's eyes.

"Go." Abraxas immediately stood up.

The cafeteria was filled with the smell of steak, Abraxas found a seat by the side, and cast a silencing spell around him.

"Actually," the chief of medicine stuck a fork into the scrambled eggs, hesitant to speak, "I want to ask you something about Mal."

"Oh, unfortunately, I really thought you were doing it for the steak." Orion wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and put on a serious look, "You tell me."

"October [-]rd, what day is it?" Abraxas pretended not to care, looking at his old friend's expression from the corner of his eye.Before the words fell, he keenly felt the other party's stiffness for a moment.

"Did she tell you?" Orion adjusted his mood and asked back.

"No." Abraxas pushed the small tomatoes on the plate to the side of the bowl with a fork, and the juice left a bright red mark on the bottom of the plate, "Yesterday she came to the ministry to deliver my meal, and I was very confused with Legilimency. captured a message."

Orion put down his fork, folded his arms and waited for his old friend to continue.

"On October [-]rd, something particularly bad may happen." Abraxas hesitated, not revealing too many details to Orion.

"It was Bella's birthday that day." Orion turned his face away. "As you know, the child was born with a curse. No one remembered it before, but this year should be her coming-of-age ceremony."

"Didn't I say that?" Orion raised his eyebrows, "You two are interesting enough, don't you talk to each other without asking, and just rely on mind reading to communicate?"

She couldn't tell.

Abraxas answered silently in his heart. In the child's mind, Dumbledore's words to Matilda kept playing back before his eyes.The Dark Lord likes to pay attention to his name in his work, so it is perfect to use the coming-of-age ceremony of the eldest daughter of the Black family as a cover to include the younger generation of minor nobles into the Death Eaters' reserve army.

"I have to go to Hogwarts in the afternoon." Abraxas pulled out his chair, turned around and told Orion, "It's best to finish the task I gave you last time, and that person will come to check soon .”

"The time for the next meeting is not yet fixed, so don't be alarmist." Orion shrugged.

Abraxas forced an official faint smile on his face, turned and Apparated.

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"Abu, what brought you here?" Dumbledore was not at all surprised by the man who suddenly appeared in the office.

"Why did you let Mal be a spy?" For the first time, Abraxas ignored those red tape's roundabout temptations, and pressed his arms against Dumbledore's desk in a rather oppressive posture.

"Mal," Dumbledore repeated with interest.

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