[HP] Years Whisk

Sirius finally agreed to go home with Narcissa, which is Black Manor.

Narcissa's father was a little surprised to see Sirius who had run away from home, but he reacted quickly and contacted Walburga.

Walburga heard the news and came.Although she still looked anxious, she was more sullen: "Siris, how dare you! I should really discipline you, a rebellious son. You are not even as sensible as your brother Regulus. With me Go back! Copy Blake's family tree 50 times, and then you won't be allowed to eat dinner for the next week! Stay in the brig for me and reflect on your own mistakes."

"Walburga," Signus frowned, "he's just a kid. You've punished him a little too much."

"How dare he disobey what I said! No, I must punish him severely. Otherwise, he will become more and more ignorant. It is because Orion and I failed to discipline him when he was a child, so we must now Come back with double discipline." Walburga grabbed Sirius by the collar and roughly pulled him to the fireplace.Narcissa wanted to dissuade her, but just after taking two steps, she saw Sirius shaking his head at her.Then, he winked at her and mouthed: 'promise'.Narcissa was stunned for a moment, and after she realized it, she nodded affirmatively to him.Then Sirius, without further delay, obediently disappeared into the green flames of the fireplace with his mother.

Narcissa couldn't help but think of the 'promise' Sirius mentioned.It had been done when she and Sirius were still in the hotel in Diagon Alley.

"Sister Sissy, I'm going to study at Hogwarts in half a year." Sirius said to her.His tone was full of hope: "Is it possible that after I go to school, I can make my own decisions?"

"Yes." Narcissa couldn't bear to interrupt his imagination. "After you go to school, you will stay at school on weekdays. You will find many like-minded friends. You can stay away from things you don't want to see."

"That sounds really good." Sirius sighed slightly with an envious tone.But, soon, he said with a sad tone: "But is there anyone in the Slytherin house who thinks like me? I'm sorry, sister Sissy-I mean-other than you, other people I have met Those people all think I'm a—" He wrinkled his nose, and reluctantly said two words: "Heterogeneous."

Narcissa was stunned when she heard the other people's evaluation of him in his mouth.At that moment, she had never realized so clearly: Sirius in the previous life might not have entered Gryffindor College purely because of his own rebellion.Perhaps, from beginning to end, that child's pursuit of absolute 'justice', as well as his courage and adventurous spirit without fear of any obstacles, made him a natural member of Gryffindor College.Only there, he will really meet his like-minded 'good partner'.Even those 'partners' are destined to be despised and despised by their families.

So ah, what should I do?Narcissa was struggling in her heart.Is it to suppress the child's nature and use the close relationship he has built to lure him into Slytherin House?Or let him enter Gryffindor and watch him break with the Black family, and even become an enemy of himself?

"Sister Sissy?" Sirius noticed Narcissa's daze.He tugged on Narcissa's sleeve, leaned his body on her arm, and said in a coquettish tone.

Narcissa turned her head just in time to meet his undisguised, utterly trusting gaze.She suddenly felt guilty for her dark thoughts.That's her cousin.That child was now as defenseless against her as young Draco was.How could she bear to use this trust to selfishly plan a future that would make him feel painful.

"You're not a stranger, Sirius." Narcissa resisted the struggle in her heart, she lifted the muscles at the cheekbones with difficulty, and made a smile. "You'll find someone who understands you. I promise."

"Really?" Sirius' eyes lit up, and he happily said to Narcissa: "It's not those who are so boring every day that they are more pure than their bloodlines, and it's not like my brother Regule A well-behaved child like Si, who will only obey the arrangements of 'adults'. I will also meet companions like me who dislike the rules of pure-blood families and like to do some novel things?"

"Yes." Seeing his joyful look, Narcissa softened her eyebrows and eyes a little.

"Then, let's make an agreement." Sirius said enthusiastically, "In the next six months, I will try my best to pretend to be a 'good boy' in the adults' mouths. You can find me in Hogwarts after you come to bless me." Such a companion, okay?"

"Okay—" Narcissa said softly to him, "It's a deal."

March of 1970.It's time for Hogwarts to start again.

This year, Narcissa entered the last semester of fifth grade, and she began to prepare for the OWLs exam in order to study at a deeper level.

Lucius and Andromeda have also entered the last semester of the sixth school year, and after another semester, they will be officially promoted to the highest grade and will be studying magic for the last year.

"Andromeda." In the greenhouse garden of Hufflepuff College, Ted Tonks couldn't help but smile when he saw Andromeda Black pushing the door. "I went to Italy this holiday, and there are many spice merchants from Morocco. Some of them can make the kind of fresh incense that belongs to the sky. I think you will like it, so I bought some. .Then—" He spread out the incense one word at a time, holding it in front of Andromeda like offering a treasure: "This is the coolness of the forest after the rain. I think this is like the yellow sand in the desert. It’s as mysterious as yours, and this, this is the sweet scent of honey, which tastes exactly the same as the nectar tea I made for you.”

"Really?" Andromeda narrowed her eyes in surprise. "Then I have to distinguish carefully. If I make a mistake, I will punish you."

Ted watched Andromeda's smile carefully, and watched her reach out to look at the spices in her palm.He heard his heart beating faster and faster, faster and faster. "Ann, Andromeda, I, I, I want to tell you something." He seemed unable to control his tongue, and stuttered slightly.In the end, he had a heartbreak, closed his eyes, lowered his head and shouted: "I like you, Andromeda." After shouting, he didn't dare to open his eyes to see the expression on Andromeda's face, and just quietly , raised his head little by little, to peek at Andromeda's reaction.

However, to his surprise, Andromeda neither showed great joy nor disgust.In fact, she seemed a little surprised, but she seemed to have noticed it a long time ago.It was as if the thin layer of cellophane that had been separating the two of them was finally pierced by him, but there was no ending.

"Ted." He saw that the smile on her face gradually faded, and instead she showed a blank expression: "You shouldn't have said this to me."

"But, I like you." Ted Tonks stared nervously at the expression on Andromeda's face, and hurriedly added, somewhat at a loss: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean to trouble you. I actually just want you to know. You see, we have known each other for so long, and I have always wanted to tell you that you are the kind of existence that I admire. Don’t take it to heart, and don’t pay attention to my words. I I just want you to know that, and I don't have any other thoughts. I'm just satisfied to be friends with you." He panicked and said something out of line, for fear that Andromeda would hate him because of it.

"Do you understand the difference between pure blood and hemp!" Andromeda looked at him with a blank expression.

"Probably? It's a tragedy like the 'Romeo and Juliet' in Muggles?" Ted replied cautiously.

"You think it's just like that?" Andromeda finally let out a sneer.She stared at Ted seriously: "If my father finds out, you will die."

"But I'm not afraid," Ted said quickly.

But Andromeda seemed to put on the aristocratic 'mask' they had when they first met.She said to him coldly: "I think it's better for us not to meet again. It's better for you and me." Then, she put down the incense in her hand and left the garden greenhouse without looking back.

Meanwhile, outside the door of the Slytherin lounge.

Lucius was surrounded by several senior Slytherin students, who looked indifferent and had no good intentions.

Lucius recognized that the leader was Amycus Carrow in the seventh grade, the son of the head of the Carlo family among the Death Eaters.

Amycus Caro tapped his arm lightly with his wand, and he said provocatively, "Look, isn't this the head of the Malfoy family? Oh, why is he a child? Even younger than me grade." He made an exaggerated expression, and the followers next to him burst into laughter. "I'd like to see, what ability does such a 'little' Patriarch have to support the Malfoy family? And what methods did he use to win the Lord's favor?" In the last sentence, he lowered his voice, using only He and Lucius said viciously in a voice that he and Lucius could hear clearly.

"Although I really don't want to be nosy." Lucius narrowed his eyes. "However, I think that you are so stupid because of your father's dereliction of duty. Considering that your father and I are colleagues, I'd better educate you." He elongated his voice, using different words Aria said in a hurry, but her tone was full of contempt.

"You!—" Amycus Carrow raised his wand angrily.

Before he could finish the spell, he was knocked down by three consecutive spells fired by Lucius. "Expelliarmus! Lock tongue and throat! Rip apart!" His wand rolled to the ground, and a large bloodstain exploded from his waist.He fell to the ground in horror, the expression on his face was distorted, his mouth grew wide, but he couldn't make any screams or sounds.

"I just said the spell to you after you were ready and started to cast the spell." Lucius looked down at Amycus Carlo and said slowly.He walked forward unhurriedly, slowly landed, stepped on the hand that Amycus Carrow stretched out to the wand on the ground, then crushed it, and looked at Amycus Carrow indifferently. Luo's expression became more and more distorted because of the pain. "So this duel, I promise, it will be absolutely fair."

"Listen—" Lucius then turned to the other students who had tried to surround him, but were now involuntarily moving out of the way. "It's just a small competition." There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were very cold and there was no smile at all: "This is just a matter within our Slytherin house. Among you, if anyone Dare to send him to the infirmary," he grinned grimly. "Then this person's fate will definitely be more miserable than his." He glanced at the group of trembling senior Slytherin students, raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "If anyone still doubts my strength, want to You want to challenge me. Then, I will accompany you anytime!"