[HP] Once Upon a Time in England

-1981-

Twilight was sinking.

Bode visited Parkinson's Manor for the second time, and Edmund said that he had prepared a gift for him. Bode drank the wine in his glass anxiously, maybe success or failure depends on tonight.

Like a dream but not a dream, half drunk and half awake.

He fell on the cold silk satin, kissed her face and her shoulders, and the flames licked his whole body... Bode instinctively approached the soft and slippery body, and said in an inaudible voice: "I will save you!" It's your turn, and no one will continue to torture you."

There was a smile in her gray eyes, and her body writhed like a snake, letting Bode grab her ankles and spread them apart... He forced himself into her body, crouching down on her chest and biting wildly.She panted slightly, twisted her waist and groaned like crying, and wrapped her legs around his back with a little force.Slut and dame rolled into one.

"What if he knew?" Bird asked tremblingly, unable to stop, but still afraid.

She ran her fingers through his hair slowly, smiling reassuringly, without saying a word.Then she offered her red lips.

He saved her...or, he didn't.

Edmond exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, the scarlet end of the cigarette suddenly lit up, and then went out.

On the gorgeous carved bed, Bode twisted and twisted, his clothes were messy, his face was flushed, and his confused eyes revealed that he was not the real Bode.

"I didn't want to kill you."

When the voice fell, Bode screamed and collapsed on the bed suddenly.He turned over, his eyes widened, he gasped for breath, and pinched his throat with both hands.

"I even admire your courage." Edmund sighed. "Few people dare to go into the tiger's den alone like you."

Bode's spine arched, and he raised his finger to Edmund, his face turned from red to white: "You...you..."

Edmund shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that you work for them."

thump.

died.

Edmund waved his wand to light up the bedroom, and the woman sitting next to him had her hands bound behind her back and a handkerchief tucked in her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"See how he died?" Edmund was about to touch her shoulder, but wisely dismissed it when he saw the opal necklace. "Stop thinking about running away."

-Now-

As Morgara had threatened, the witness who had betrayed her was silenced by the Death Eaters before they could leave London.

Also like she said——

"Rozier is really here."

For a long time, the Ministry of Magic has been the spiritual pillar, sanctuary and base of the White Wizards.But now, people here are panicking.

"What do you mean?" Edgar frowned, looking at the messy evidence room.Nothing was lost in it, the Death Eaters had a clear purpose, they took only the opal necklace.

They actually want to take other things, but the impenetrable barrier hinders their attack

"She said Rozier will come." Sirius knew that he was careless, and he should report the matter to Edgar in time.But he didn't, because once he said it, Edgar would inevitably ask for details.

For example, what he asked her, how he asked her, and how he ended it.

He instinctively didn't want Edgar to know that he was out of control or vulnerable.What would he think if he had spent years convincing his colleagues that he had grown into a strong-willed, mature and decisive man before an old lover who had turned to the dark side?

"When did she..." Edgar immediately understood, and then raised his voice uncontrollably, "Did you interrogate her privately?"

"I'm sorry, Captain." This is what they called Edgar before the Order of the Phoenix cooperated with the Ministry of Magic. The respect in it is self-evident. Now he said this, no doubt begging for Edgar's understanding, " I thought I could ask what we wanted to know in a private conversation."

"Is it what we want to know, or what you want to know?"

He and the captive there used to be bedside people, and they were like glue when they were passionately in love.Later, there were many outstanding women around Sirius, but they came and went, but he seemed to be alone all the time.Edgar once thought that his old love was over, and at another time he felt that their friendship was broken. Now, even he couldn't understand this confusing story.

Maybe he could take a risk once.

"Since she is the target, this place is not suitable as a place of detention." Edgar asked intentionally, "Do you have any good ideas?"

"Azkaban." Sirius suggested indifferently.

Edgar stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Don't be kidding, that's not the right place." He paced the corridor, pretending to be thinking, then stopped, and said what he had just thought. Good answer to, "How is your home?"

No. 12 Grimmauld Place is protected by countless mysterious spells, and the blood of the Black family has ensured that it is safe and sound.

How about taking her there?