[HP] Years Whisk

November 1988, Azkaban.

Every winter, Azkaban will be extraordinarily cold and dead.

The sun seems to have abandoned this place, and will never shine on this sinful place.

What kind of people are imprisoned in Azkaban?

Abnormal, exhibitionist, lunatic, murderer.As long as it is a slightly lesser crime, they will not be deprived of all joy and locked up in this place of despair.

The only guards here are the bleak dementors, who patrol the cells day and night, refusing to let go of the slightest 'positive' emotion.As a result, the prisoners of Azkaban struggled day after day in their own nightmares.The better ones will choose to commit suicide to free themselves; the miserable ones will eventually lose all the emotions that belong to "humans" and become a crazy beast that can even gnaw a living person.

This was the eighth year that Rodolphus Lestrange had been imprisoned here.

He sat in a corner sheltered from the wind, shrunk himself into the pile of messy and smelly cotton clothes from other criminals, looked at the ragged clothes in the middle of the cell, and the dirty and tangled hair Bella pressed her sharp fingernails against the new prisoner's throat and pressed him about Voldemort's situation.

Maybe it's the result of inbreeding, the Lestrange family has always had a deep-seated madness.

Previously, Rodolphus, as a Death Eater, would have felt a deep sense of pleasure with every kill.People's warm blood and miserable cries are the objects of his sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, the family education he had received made him not think that he was 'heinous'.Those pariahs were several grades lower than him, and it was an honor he bestowed upon them to amuse themselves with their frightened cries.

When Voldemort fell, he could have escaped and turned to the Lestrange family in France.But because of a momentary obsession, he was caught here.

Rodolphs watched Bella bullying those 'newcomers' with cold eyes, then stripped off the usable things from those 'newcomers' and threw them on a hill made of such 'waste'.

Then, Bella, who hadn't heard about Voldemort's news, seemed to lose all her spirit of being a living person at once, and walked to the bottom of a high wall in a daze, hugged herself tightly with her hands, curled up in a ball, and said nothing.

Gradually, Bella closed her eyes, as if she was fainted, or frozen by the cold, and she had to sleep to maintain the lowest body function.

Seeing this scene, those 'newcomer' criminals who had been defeated by her and pressed to the ground surrounded her with grim smiles, wanting to 'revenge'.They are going to use their bodies to tell her what it means to be 'a woman is to obey a man'.

At this time, Rodolphus Lestrange suddenly got up from the corner.

He walked up to those people and roughly poked one of them in the eye with his finger, digging out the eye of that person alive from the eye socket; broke his neck.

The prisoner's body was taken away by a group of dementors, and it was probably thrown into some wild place to wait quietly to rot—after all, such a fight, in Azka where all kinds of vicious thugs gathered together In the class, it is a common occurrence.

The other people who were about to gather around for 'revenge' were 'shocked' by the strength shown by Rodolphs. They backed away involuntarily under Rodolphs' vicious grin, hoping to stay as far away from these two 'devils' as possible. .

Rodolphus shook his hand, throwing the once warm but now cold blood on his fingertips to the ground.Then, he walked up to Bella, who was half asleep and half unconscious, and covered her ragged clothes with some tattered cotton wool, and tucked the dirty hair on her forehead behind her ears. While doing this action, I heard Bella whispering "Lord" in her dream.

He withdrew his hand like an electric shock, his eyes were vicious as if he wanted to tear the woman in front of him into pieces.

However, he didn't do anything, he just turned around and walked towards the corner where he stayed before.

"Crazy woman." Rodolphus Lestrange shrank back to the corner again, spitting thick phlegm on the ground bitterly.

I close my eyes, but I can't forget that year when I first met at the ball, I saw that delicate and charming red rose with thorns at a glance.

Malfoy Manor, early December 1988.

A green flame burned in the fireplace, and after a while, a big black dog ran out of the flames and took human form in the living room.

He had barely stepped into the living room when he was surrounded by several house-elves. "Please leave here! Although the hostess has given you permission to enter this manor, the host has said that you are not welcome here!"

"I'm not here to find that narcissistic white peacock." Sirius looked at the house elf in front of him, as if he was looking at a cloud of air, and he went straight into the manor, shouting as he went: "Narcisa? Are you there, Narcissa?"

After learning about Regulus, the relationship between Sirius and Narcissa also eased.

Although Sirius didn't call her "Sister Sissy" like he did when he was a child, when he treated Narcissa, he still began to treat her as his sister instead of the wife of the "evil Death Eater". Therefore, his behavior Behavior is unconsciously a lot more casual.

Therefore, this also made Lucius more and more dissatisfied with Sirius, and finally he couldn't bear it and issued an order to evict him. The original sentence was: "Stupid dog! Get out of my manor!"

But judging from this situation, it seems that Sirius is still going his own way.

But the result of doing so was that he was besieged by those house elves, expelled by the magic of the manor they activated, and had to retreat step by step to the fireplace where the floo network was located.

When Narcissa rushed to the living room, she only heard the words left by Sirius who was forced to disappear into the green flames of the Floo network: "Hey, Narcissa! Remember the next time you go to Harry's aunt's house, Take care of that little brat in your family, don't let him bully Harry all the time!"

After listening to Sirius' words, Narcissa felt a little confused.

Although Draco and Harry may really be at odds by nature, they would suddenly pinch each other when they were together.However, after all, the two are 'partners' who almost grew up together.Even though Draco disliked Harry very much, Harry felt that Draco's point of view was often problematic, but there was still a kind of peer friendship between the two of them, unlike what Sirius said, who existed? The question of who was bullied.

Draco was on the second floor of Malfoy Manor, secretly heard Sirius' shouting downstairs, and pouted dissatisfiedly.

So, sure enough, when Lucius came home at night, after dinner and the family was relaxing in the living room, Draco started complaining to his mother.

"Mom, why does uncle always tell me to give way to Harry Potter?" Draco leaned closer to Narcissa, "he always said to me, 'Draco, your birth month is older than Harry Potter' Some. As an elder brother, you should give in to your younger brother.' But, in this way, my birth month will always be older than his. Doesn’t that mean I will always give in to him? It’s really unfair. So, so does my mother Think about it?"

"Draco, ignore that stupid-" Lucius, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa and reading the newspaper, said.He suddenly remembered that Narcissa was still there, so he abruptly changed the words he used, "Your uncle."

"He hasn't even figured out his own brotherhood yet." He put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked at Draco standing beside Narcissa with his gray pupils, "Draco, since you are my son, then There is no need to give in to Harry Potter, even if he is the "savior" in people's mouth. But after all, other people in the wizarding world like that "Potter", so there is no harm in making friends with him. But the premise The condition is that you don't have to wrong yourself in this matter."

Draco looked at Narcissa, but he must ask his mother to give him an answer.

Narcissa thought for a while, and said to Draco: "In all kinds of feelings or relationships in this world, there has never been any kind of regulation, who should give in to whom. Choosing to be patient will only be out of your own respect for others. This person cares so much that he can put himself in a secondary position and consider that person's mood first.

"But in the same way, there is no rule about who should pay for whom. So, if one day, if you meet someone who is willing to pay for you or sacrifice your own interests, you must treat her or him well. Because these people will be your most precious wealth.

These people may be your relatives and friends, may be your future lover.Each of them is trying to shield you from some wind and frost, so you will live such a happy and healthy life. "