HP sea mermaid

Chapter 49: Link Connections

Black's old house, fifth floor.

"What you said is true?" Sirius stood up abruptly, took two steps impatiently, and stopped abruptly when he wanted to rush out the door, "Is Harry okay now?"

"Be a bit polite! I'm 'you you you' all the time, but I'm your great-grandfather! Well, whatever, that Potter kid looked a little miserable, but he didn't suffer any injuries, and His Excellency the Sea Mermaid who was with him fell down a lot. I was hit by the Cruciatus Curse." Phineas Black was very angry at the disrespectful attitude of this unscrupulous son, but he couldn't bear to see his anxious appearance, so the adults gently exposed the One stubble.

Sirius didn't thank him much, he was taken aback by the half-spoken old Buxiu before, and he didn't bother him because he rushed to report the letter.

"Triton...there is a snotlite here, nothing will happen to him...how could he bump into Voldemort so suddenly..." The man in home clothes sat back on the sofa with some annoyance, and now he is going to Hogwarts He must not even be able to enter the door - how about writing to Harry?Action is worse than heartbeat, Sirius made up his mind, ignored Phineas who was clamoring in the picture frame on the wall, and called his own house elf loudly, "Kreacher! Bring paper and pen!"

"Crack." Kreacher bowed to the end, "Master, Master Harry delivered the letter through the fireplace."

Sirius was stunned for a moment, he brushed his short hair and quickly reacted, took the letter and hastily opened it.

[Dear Sirius,

Spread the letter good.

I haven't contacted you for a long time, and I don't know when you can come to Hogwarts next time. After thinking about it, I decided to tell you what happened yesterday.

Last night, when all the brave men were assembled on the Quidditch pitch, Mr. Ludo Bagman told us about the third item.Triton and I fell behind, and when we heard screams we ran over without thinking too much.Durmstrang's warrior Victor Krum and old Barty Crouch of the Ministry of Magic were both unconscious, and the attacker, wearing a black cloak, was about to take Director Crouch away.Triton and I attacked him and found that he was Barty Crouch Jr. who had pretended to be Professor Moody before, but the gap between the two sides was so great that we couldn't beat him.Afterwards, he tricked us by pretending to faint, and we were taken to Voldemort's hiding place with the Portkey without us noticing for a while.

There was a question that bothered me deeply. When I used the Portkey to reach the barren mountain, the scar on my forehead suddenly ached sharply.Even afterward, when we used the Pensieve to access Triton's memory, I still remember the pain.

I knew there was more to my connection to Voldemort than the scar he left on my forehead.I know, I am his Horcrux, just like the notebook in the second grade, and the big snake that Triton caught today.

I always thought that there was just a piece of Voldemort's soul attached to me, so that I could understand the snake language without the blood of Slytherin (we heard the big snake yelling and threatening along the way after we came back yesterday).But yesterday, I suddenly understood what a Horcrux is...

I'm Voldemort's Horcrux, does that mean that he can control me whenever he wants, order me to do what I don't want to do, and hurt people I don't want to hurt?

When I found out that Triton was being tortured with the Cruciatus Curse by Barty Crouch Jr., I was going crazy!I once swore that I would never let Triton get hurt again, but I broke my promise time and time again!

Sirius, I want to become stronger!I don't want to be manipulated by Voldemort, I want to protect Triton - please help me!

Your loyalty,

Harry. ]

The strength accumulated in his fingertips could not be sustained, and he let the letter paper fall on his lap, Sirius sighed deeply.

Harry, Harry...

He rubbed his throbbing forehead, suppressed the worry in his heart, and hurriedly sent him a text message before asking Kreacher to send the letter.

Hogwarts, the cellar.

Triton was wrapped in a thick blanket and nestled in the corner of the sofa that Severus deliberately moved in front of the fireplace. He looked a little haggard, but he was still in good spirits.There was a large tome on his lap, but his eyes fell on a strip of cotton cloth wrapped around his left hand.

He is allergic to human fabrics, whether they are pure natural plant fibers or pure artificial fibers.But now... Triton untied the cotton strip, raised his hand to observe the few sparse red rashes on the wrist wrapped with the strip just now by the light of the fireplace - the allergic symptoms were relieved.

My mother used to say that allergies may be due to congenital defects, but now the allergies are getting better. Is it because I found cheap dad and lived together for a while?With calm eyes, he slowly stroked the rash on his wrist with his right hand, and only raised his head when he heard the sound of the door opening.

There were two people who came in, the owner of the office here, Severus Snape, head of Potions Professor Arrow Slytherin, and a guest, Barty Crouch, old Barty Crouch .

Snape was in a bad mood all day today. It was commonplace to be stern and picky, and deducting points at every turn was a piece of cake. The bad mood came when he saw Batty, the director of the International Exchange and Cooperation Department, waiting at the door of the Potions classroom. Crouch's time was at its peak.

After asking Triton if he had obediently taken his medicine and had a good rest, Snape brought out the guest who had been standing behind him for a long time without protesting, "Director Crouch wants to talk to you about his son, if you don't If you want, I'll ask him out."

Triton tilted his head to look at this serious-looking wizard, saw that the other party took off his hat when he looked over, and pulled La Severus's robe hem, asking him to invite him to sit down.

Snape knew that this was what Triton agreed to, and no matter how dissatisfied he was, he didn't want to go against his wishes, so he just coldly motioned to Crouch, who was standing upright by the sofa, "Please sit down."

Crouch sat down as he said, and he tidied himself very neatly, but the corners of his eyes and brows were still full of exhaustion that could not be concealed: "Good night, Your Excellency, please forgive me for taking the liberty to visit."

Triton nodded, his voice hadn't completely healed yet, and after Qingchen managed to squeeze out a few words, he was completely hoarse and his voice disappeared.

"I have two reasons for coming. First of all, please allow me to apologize to you on behalf of my unfilial son. Please allow the Crouch family to bear all the expenses during your recovery period."

Triton shook his head. After he opened his mouth and tried to pronounce it, but there was only a sound left, he honestly shut up under Severus' stern gaze, and only used his wand to convert what he wanted to say into words: [The deceased is gone, don't worry about it. 〕

"Thank you very much for your generosity. The second thing is to ask you to forgive Sie Zi's mistakes and let me take his bones back for burial."

Take it back for burial?Aren't people already dead, so what if they are not buried?Triton looked at Severus puzzled.

"Barty Crouch Jr. was a loyal supporter of the Dark Lord. After the fall of the Dark Lord 14 years ago, Igor Karkaroff confessed him in order to get out. He and the Lestrange couple were accused of using The Cruciatus Curse tortured the Aurors Longbottom and his wife, and they were sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban. Two or three years later, Barty Crouch Jr. died in prison, and his body was buried near the Azkaban prison," Snape said. , "This is recorded in the jailer's records."

Triton frowned. When he first found out that the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts was a fake, Severus said that he had escaped from Azkaban. Now, it seems that he was fleeing from death?

"My wife has been very ill since he went to prison." Crouch's flat, emotionless voice sounded like he had drunk Veritaserum, "I love her very much, but she loves her son even more. She begged me for a long time before I agreed to let her go to Azkaban with Polyjuice Potion. [Dementors are blind, they smell a healthy person, and a dying person walked into Azkaban, Another healthy man and a dying man left Azkaban.] I took him home and let the house-elves take care of him. When he recovered, I was afraid he would still go to You-Know-Who, So I used the Imperius Curse to control him. During the period, Bertha Jorkins came to my house and found him. I could only cast a strong Oblivion Curse on her. After that, she disappeared. I felt something was wrong and kept urging Bagman I went to look for her, but there was no news. I think she was caught by the mysterious man at that time. Because shortly after the Quidditch World Cup, the mysterious man arrived at my door with his servants. They used the Imperius Curse to control me and then I thought I couldn't resist, but I have been using the Imperius Curse to control my son, I know the limitations of the spell, and I have already trained myself how to get rid of the Imperius Curse."

Triton sighed secretly, no wonder Barty Crouch Jr. was so obsessed with the Imperius Curse!

"My son and they quickly left my house. I was still pretending to be under the Imperius Curse, but I was secretly looking for them. Until Dumbledore asked me to meet."

After hearing the cause and effect, Triton was speechless.Mrs. Crouch rescued her son by exchanging one life for another. He could not judge right from wrong, but Barty Crouch Jr. did not cherish his life because of his mother's sacrifice. He worshiped Voldemort crazily, and finally lost Killed himself... Triton squeezed his wand, and a line of text changed: [Professor Moody is also a victim... Does he agree? 〕

Crouch was a little dazed, and subconsciously squeezed his hat tightly, but he quickly dealt with his emotions, and just said in a hoarse voice: "I also have some friendship with Alastor, and what he said to you is almost the same , just say that there is nothing to worry about, anyway, people are gone..."

It was too bitter for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man, Triton turned his head and buried his face in Severus' shoulder with some unbearable anger: [Professor Moody and I mean the same thing, please forgive me. 〕

Note: The description of Voldemort's appearance in the last chapter and the content of the dementors in this chapter are all original works in [].

Note: Regarding the time difference, from Ha Wu’s point of view, it takes a certain amount of time for a portrait to go from one frame to another.

Phineas went from Hogwarts to Black's old house in London to wake up Sirius and talk, and it took a certain amount of time.

Harry came out of the Pensieve, went back to the Gryffindor common room, added the time to write the letter, and delivered the letter by the fire, barely matching the time difference.

The author has something to say: Every time I see or hear about someone committing suicide or passing away, I always think about what to do for the elderly in his family, especially the one-child family... Sigh