[HP] S·M event book

— Three years later, Ministry of Magic Law Enforcement Division.

Draco strode into the office and threw the document in his hand on the table - this casual action made Zachary raise his eyebrows, and then his eyes drifted to Draco who was sitting in the chair.

The latter seemed not to notice his gaze, and leisurely tapped the edge of the cup with his wand, then picked up the teacup and took a sip, repeating this action slowly, his gray-blue eyes were very focused At one point in the air, it seemed there was a lingering Snitch.

Zachary didn't make a sound, picked up the document he sent and pretended to read it - of course, he did read it seriously.The reorganization of the magic world in the past three years after the war has achieved results. Those Death Eaters who escaped outside have basically been captured and returned to drink tea in Azkaban. So far, only a few have not been tried.Thinking that he would no longer have to deal with those old guys from the Wizengamot in the near future, Zachary's already good mood got even better.

There is only the slight sound of pages turning in the quiet office.

The two of them spent quite a while like this. Zachary put the documents into the pile of processed documents on the left, and then coughed lightly, successfully attracting the attention of the young and mature noble opposite. He smiled, "Mr. Malfoy , do you have anything else to do?" The meaning of chasing guests is self-evident.

Draco raised his chin indifferently and proudly, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and smirked, "Mr. Zachary, have you forgotten something?"

Zachary was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he seemed to have heard something interesting, and immediately sat up straight, leaning his elbows on the table, and said innocently: "Forgot? Oh! Maybe it's possible, you know The Enforcement Department is always full, or maybe I've actually forgotten something. Um... what do you think I've forgotten?"

The look of schadenfreude made Draco's back teeth itch, and he felt the corners of his mouth stiffen, but he still managed to fix it in its original position.His eyes moved from Blaine's face to his arms, and he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "Mr. Blaine, maybe I don't know what you have forgotten, but...do you want to know what I still remember? ?”

Zachary smiled calmly, "Hmm... Maybe I'm confused today, Mr. Malfoy, what exactly did you want to express so far?"

Draco smirked and said, "How long can you keep pretending?" After finishing speaking, he raised his chin arrogantly, took out two invitations from the inner layer of his robe and put them on the table, "Malfoy on weekend night I want you to appear at the gala at the manor, on behalf of the Malfoy family - I don't want you to come alone, I think you understand what I mean."

He didn't look at Zachary again, and turned to leave. The moment he closed the door, all his expressions subsided. He turned his head and cast a cold glance at the cold door—almost everyone thought that the war was over. The Dark Lord was wiped out in public, and a large number of Death Eaters were imprisoned in Azkaban, but... is that really the case?

In this room that symbolizes justice, there is a fish that escaped the net. There is no mark on his hand, and no Death Eater identifies him, as if he has never seen this person.He'd even captured dozens of Death Eaters to make a point that final night, and neither the Ministry nor the Wizengamory suspected him.

An unmarked nobleman was a rare treasure for the magic world at that time.

So... this person will sit here majestically.

Draco raised his index finger and pressed it lightly against his lips—the same vanished, and...

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and left expressionlessly.

In the office, Zachary leisurely picked up two invitation letters, smiled slightly, and walked into the fireplace. After the green light dissipated, he returned to Zachary Manor.

Desen is the steward of the Bryan family. He used to be his father's capable and loyal assistant. But in the era when the Dark Lord was rampant, an accident caused him to lose his magic power, and his father has always felt guilty towards him.Desen appeared next to Blaine immediately, waiting for the order respectfully.

Zachary said helplessly: "Uncle Desen, this is also your home."

"What's the master's order?" Desen replied staidly.

Zachary sighed and asked, "What about her?"

"Miss is in the greenhouse," Desen said.

Zachary nodded, and took out the invitation card from his arms as he walked. The four corners of the parchment were outlined with dark shading, and the extended lines interweaved into the Malfoy family crest.He finds it an eyesore—boring Malfoy-esque, but oddly suited to speculators.It seemed that three years was a short time, and nothing had changed in the nature of the Malfoys.

The floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him brought him back to his senses, and he saw the woman lying on the chair in the greenhouse at a glance. The sunlight made her hair shine brighter than gold. She was wearing clothes brought back from the Muggle world, with white suspenders The dress outlines a charming figure, and the skirt reaches to the thighs, revealing inconspicuously - has the Muggle world already regarded this as beauty?

Zachary stepped forward, the shadow covered most of her body, just looking down at her, the sound of light breathing dissipated in the air, the hand hanging by his side moved, and the slightly leaning forward For a moment, everything came to an end.

"What are you looking at? Zachary." She opened her eyes and looked at him blankly.

Zachary turned and sat beside her, took off his robe, covered her body, casually brushed up a strand of blond hair and smiled, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking, three years is a long time, two years I almost didn't recognize you when you appeared in front of me months ago."

"Maybe." She stretched herself, turned sideways, put one hand on her chin, and looked at him indifferently, "But you still called my name."

Zachary shrugged noncommittally, "I'm a nostalgic person."

She curled her lips, as if thinking of something, glanced at his arm, and narrowed her eyes, "Some people don't even have a chance to remember the past, don't you think so? Director Bryan."

"It's my honor to remember you." Zachary said with a smile. "But for some people, it's just the opposite. Your existence is like a stick in their throats."

……

Three years ago, the defeat of the Dark Lord gave rise to two emotions, one is the ecstasy after victory - the source has been eliminated, the Death Eaters have been arrested one after another, the wizarding world has ushered in a rainbow after the rainstorm, what could be more exciting than these Comfortable?

But the other kind of worry is only spread in the Order of the Phoenix - the collapsed Death Eaters all insist that the Dark Lord has no descendants, as if this person has never appeared, or...doesn't remember this person at all The presence.

Not seeing the expected reaction, she said with interest: "Okay, put away the set you have in the office."

Zachary smiled dotingly, and handed the invitation to him.

His eyes paused the moment he touched the Malfoy family crest, and then moved to his face, "What is this?"

"As you can see, Malfoy's invitation."

She stared at him hard, "You know what I mean."

Sure enough, people are not cute when they grow up.Zachary said seriously: "Oh, Morrie... No, Miss Condina, you have been back for two months, so you can't expect that there will be no news from there."

When she finished the invitation letter, she groped for the delicate dark lines on it with her fingertips, "I remember that I have never been out of Bryan Manor."

"But you took your parents' wand to Gringotts once, and took out a lot of Galleons from it. The claws of the Order of the Phoenix will always reach every corner of the wizarding world." Zachary said, "It seems that two months is the limit of your little lover's patience. He couldn't wait to kick my door open today."

She laughed sarcastically, "Maybe it's the limit of the Order of the Phoenix's patience, they can't wait to get rid of me... Why don't you cooperate with them? My appearance is a big trouble for you, you should see me Throw me into Azkaban the moment I am." Three years ago, everyone wanted her dead, so what would be different three years later?Since the reason has not changed, the result will not go anywhere.

The originally raised corners of his lips froze immediately after hearing this sentence. He lowered his face and looked at her indifferently, "Sai La, enough is enough."

She pursed her lips, turned her head away from looking at him, and said in a low voice: "...If you had a choice, you wouldn't want to remember me."

Zachary was silent, did not deny, but did not admit, he stared at her side face, the long eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly because its owner was nervously waiting for the answer.Zachary eased his expression and said softly, "Want to go to the dinner party?"

She nodded lightly.

"Condina Manor is still being repaired, and you can go home anytime." Zachary said, "Can the reporters handle it?"

"……perhaps."

Zachary raised his head, looked at the blue sky without focus, and said with a smile, "As the only descendant of the Condina family, you will be the most dazzling person at the dinner party."

As we all know, the Condina family was completely destroyed by the Dark Lord in that darkest age, but in the eyes of the uninitiated, this represented a pure-blood family's revenge after fighting against the Dark Lord.

The truth will be buried with the dead.

The green eyes turned slightly, and from her current angle, she could only see his clean jaw.

She suddenly thought of the boy who was in the corridor, holding her hand and escorting her back to the dormitory. The silhouette in the darkness overlapped with this moment and became blurred.

*****

News of the return of the only descendant of the Condina family occupied all the pages of the Daily Prophet.The person who had disappeared for a long time smiled at everyone in the photo with an unfamiliar surname, a little stiff, a little nervous and timid.Beside her Zachary Blaine had his arms around her shoulders like a knight.

When people around him looked at Draco with inscrutable or hesitant eyes, he smiled back with an absolutely perfect gentleman, as if today was no different from usual.He wasn't putting on a show, everything was expected, including her presence at Malfoy's dinner tonight - his engagement dinner.Hmm... He might have been looking forward to seeing her face when she appeared.

With this little unknown feeling, Draco avoided his father who deliberately wandered around in front of him in the past few days, and decided to go out for a walk.

The next moment he disappeared into the fireplace, Lucius suddenly darkened, quickly picked up the cloak, hesitated in front of the fireplace for a while, turned around and walked out of Malfoy Manor.

After an apparition, Lucius appeared in a green orchard, and quickly walked towards a village not far away. Occasionally, a few passers-by would look at this man who covered his body with a black robe and only showed a strand of blond hair. I was a little curious, but soon got busy with my own affairs.

Lucius stopped at the door of a two-story building. Before he could knock on the door, the wooden door was opened from the inside. The scene in front of him stunned Lucius, and it took him a while to remember the proper etiquette. , and said in a weird tone because of trying to restrain something: "Good afternoon, Miss Fira."

"Oh, good afternoon, Lucius." The woman tilted her head, greeted dumbly, and then said, "What's the matter?"

Lucius kept his eyes on the bald head, and said absently, "Oh... yes, something happened." He remembered that there was something called hair on it, red, like a fire in the sun Generally burns.

As if she had just noticed his gaze, Fira touched her head expressionlessly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a feeling of satisfaction floating in her originally emotionless blue eyes, "You can feel it, it feels good. "

Lucius immediately came back to his senses, "Thank you, no need." After a while, he said slowly, "The shape...is good, very good."

"I think so too, but Severus destroyed half the house when he looked at it this morning, it's horrible."

It's terrible to say such things from a person who has always been expressionless.

"I almost cried because of him."

Oh, that was a miracle.

"He hasn't responded to me until now, it's too much."

Anyone who sees the top of his wife's head like a fire scene will not be calm.

Lucius coughed lightly, and finally regained the smile he hadn't seen for a long time, "Maybe you made him... so surprised that he didn't know how to express it."

Fira tilted her head and thought for a while, narrowing her eyes slightly to express "this is impossible... right".Lucius felt that the two people living here could form a facial paralysis group.When Lucius knew that the gloomy old friend had actually had a second spring, Lucius felt like "ah, I can finally see the pink bubbles coming out of the black bat". When he knew that the starting point was actually a one-night stand, he suddenly felt "ah It’s not bad, it’s pretty quick, and you know how to get on the bus first and then pay the fare.” When he saw Feila...he felt that this world was too cruel.

[A natural dumb who is always expressionless, but when bad water comes out, she is a human weapon. ] This is the evaluation given by the wife of Potter's godfather.

— so apt.

"Although he is usually very reserved, I can still tell whether he is angry, especially in the morning when he..." The flat tone suddenly stopped, and Fira sighed slightly, "By the way, you came to find him? "

So can you finish your sentence on what the hell is going on!Lucius suddenly hesitated about his decision to visit Severus at this time, but for his son... He secretly gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "Of course, is he at home?"

"In the basement," Filamum said, "you'd better knock on the door first, I'm afraid he will kill you."

"……Thanks for reminding."

"I'm going out for a while, do you want to bring back the coffin for you?" Fira said, "Or you can write the will first, and in case of any accident, I will definitely take Severus to run away. Although you There is only one heir in the family, but novels often say that the widow gets married and fights with the son for the family property, or the stepfather framing the heir in various ways, binding all kinds of dripping wax..."

"Thank you, I don't think so." Lucius kept a stiff smile, quickly interrupted her, and then made an unmannered move - he strode forward and gently turned Fila around. Circle, that is, he is in the house and she is outside the door. "Go to the party early, goodbye." He quickly closed the door.

Fira outside the door stuck out the tip of her tongue, turned and left.

Lucius took a deep breath and pulled the hem of his clothes stiffly. When he walked to the door of the basement, he thought of Fira's bald head.He coughed twice, hoping to attract the attention of the people inside, but he didn't get any response as expected, he knocked on the door lightly, "Old friend, it's me." He turned sideways and pushed the door open, in order to Dodge colorful attack spells.

The basement was quiet, the dim light cast a veil on the room, and there was a strange smell in it, like a mixture of potion and...perfume.Lucius rolled his eyes, and finally found someone lifeless on the sofa in the corner.

Hmm...he had never seen such a dark face before, and the ink was almost wrung out from the frown.

Just as Lucius was struggling to retreat, the owner of the black face looked at him.

Lucius thought about it, or... think again.

Just as he was thinking, a cold voice shattered his hesitation—don't think about it, he wants to retreat.

"I've been looking for the reason." The cold tone can almost freeze people's ears, "Two months ago, when you appeared, you 'accidentally' mentioned that... Mrs. Potter."

It turned out that Fira did not attack indiscriminately today but aimed at him.

Lucius recalled the conversation at the time, when he got news from someone and immediately consulted with Snape.

[Sierra Morris is back, she appeared at Gringotts half an hour ago. 】

Holding the book, Snape paused in turning the pages, but quickly covered it up. 【So what. 】

【So what? 】Lucius sneered, 【You don't think she's just short of money, just take some money and buy some beautiful clothes for girls. 】

【perhaps. ] Snape said casually.

[Don't play dumb, Severus. 】Lucius said stiffly, 【You really think I believe your story?Ok? 】

[Wrong word, Lucius. 】Snape said slowly,【It's not my words, it's all the witnesses. ] All witnesses including the Order of the Phoenix.

Lucius raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, 【Oh, 'the savior turned the Dark Lord into ashes', and then what?Those captured Death Eaters invariably 'forgot' that person's only descendant, or... Zachary Braine, who was supposed to be in Azkaban, is now sitting leisurely in the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic at the desk.When that person called for the last time, only you and Brian had complete memories. What happened? ! ] At the end, he severely accentuated his tone.

Snape closed the book, looked at Lucius quietly, paused every word, and said very clearly 【He died, this is a fact. 】

Lucius was suppressing his great anger. After thinking for a while, he suddenly sneered, 【You made a deal with him?You trust him that much?Aren't you afraid that Phila will disappear like Lily? 】

These words made the air suddenly silent, and Snape's gaze almost pierced Lucius like a sharp sword.

After that, the two of them had no more communication, and they just broke up.

Lucius now thinks back, he just used a little aggressive method and mentioned that name by the way.He also knew at the time that Severus' reaction was only for Phila's sake.

He finally understood the source of the bald head—Phila must have investigated about Lily Potter and discovered that the two of them "coincidentally" had fiery red hair.

But Lucius' understanding of his old friend is really a coincidence.

"Did she hear?" Lucius lowered his voice and said softly.

Snape stared at Lucius, brushed all the hair on his body, and said slowly: "Let me guess the purpose of your presence here...Continue with the last conversation?"

Thunder hits the ground!

Eighteen bends in the mountain road!

The willows are dark, the flowers are bright, and the peaks are turning!

Lucius was stunned for a long time before he recovered his voice. It's not that he didn't think that the other party was taking bad water. After weighing the pros and cons, he raised an unusually enthusiastic smile, strode into the room, and sat opposite Snape "I'm sorry for my rudeness last time, Severus, you know I meant absolutely no malice. Of course, I'll make up for what happened to Phila."

Many years later, Lucius regretted that he did not retreat in time.

When he walked out of the house, he stared at the murder weapon in front of him carrying a large bag and preparing to enter the house with a dazed expression... Sigh.

[When I found Nagini, it was already dead, it was just a reptile. 】

[I spent a long time guessing his actions. 】

[Just for a little girl. 】

[He erased all the Death Eaters' memories of her, except me and Brain. 】

[I was wearing a mask, and he found me at a glance-'You are a Slytherin, you know what to do to be the most beneficial. ']

【He made a deal with Brian, the price for removing the Dark Mark is to help her pave a smooth road. 】

【Brian is the backing in the open, that person is the sharp sword in the dark, and I... am the balancer between the Order of the Phoenix and her. 】

【She is alive, everyone can be safe and sound, if she dies...heh. 】

[Why involve Draco?Heh, Lucius, she chose Draco, you and that person are in-laws-to-be, you must help her cover up her identity. 】

[Congratulations, Lucius. 】

Congratulations... Hehehe... Congratulations...