HP's profit-seeking

During the five consecutive days of confinement that week, Umbridge just let Danica keep copying the sentence: I can't be smart.After she finished her last confinement on Friday, the words on the back of her hand had been deeply carved into her skin, and it was burning hot, and blood flowed from the wound, all over her wrist.

Stacy and Roger had been waiting outside Umbridge's office, and when they saw her coming out, they immediately went up to her. Stacy gently grabbed her wrist and checked, "Merlin! Her quill must be It's dark magic supplies, it's a lynching! Danica, we must attend to your wounds immediately, Professor Sprout has something to borrow."

The three of them went to the greenhouse outside the castle. It was pitch black and there was no one there.Roger took out the key from under the flower pot at the door. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "No one can refuse a small request from a handsome and outstanding student."

"Forget it, Roger, don't be narcissistic, let's go in, Danica's hand is still bleeding." Stacy snatched the key from his hand and opened the door of the greenhouse. She was the first to Walk in, "Lumos!"

Danica followed the two of them and sat on a stool in the corner of the greenhouse. Stacy and Roger rummaged among all kinds of strange herbs. After a while, Stacy was holding a Bowl hurried over.

"It's strained and pickled sap from the tentacles of the muttra rat, which should do the trick," Stacy said, "Roger just found a muttra rat at the root of a pimple vine pod Hurry up and dip your hands in it."

Danica dipped her bleeding right hand into the bowl, the yellow liquid covered her wrist, and the pain relieved a lot at once, her brows slowly relaxed, and she said with some emotion, "Thank you so much .”

Roger washed his hands with clear water like a spring, and shook his head indifferently. Stacy sat next to her, and the three of them began to chat.

"December is coming soon, Christmas is coming, I really want to have a holiday." Stacy whispered, "There are endless homework every day, and the classmates are getting more and more nervous because of employment problems." The more scorched the oven is, the more depressed I am going to go crazy."

Roger put his arms around her waist and smiled softly, "Would you like to come to my house for Christmas, your future in-laws want to see you."

The faint light made the blush on Stacy's face a little unclear, and she hesitated for a long time, "This... that's okay... Danica, what are your plans for the holiday?"

Danica was a little distracted, but she was a little surprised when she was suddenly called, "What? Me? I might stay in Hogwarts, and there is no other place to go-who? Who is there?!" She heard a faint rustling in the dark far away, someone over there.

The three of them vigilantly took out their wands and pointed there, and two tall and thin figures stepped out from behind several large flowerpots.They raised their hands high and walked over helplessly, "Hey, don't do it, we can discuss it, don't tell the professors, we just want some jumping bulbs—" After approaching, they said in surprise, "Roger? Stacy, and Danica? Why are you here?"

In the light from the tip of the wand, Danica saw Fred and George coming out, and she quietly took out her hands still in the bowl and put them behind her back.

Roger put down his wand, and relaxed his arms around George's neck, "Let's help Danica find some medicine, the injury on her hand is a bit difficult to treat."

Fred strode over, frowned and grabbed Danica's arm and pulled him forward. Danica couldn't pull him, but he could only see the line of wounds on the back of his hand, "It's nothing, it's not very pain--"

"It's Umbridge's fault, right?" He was a little annoyed, "I should have thought of it earlier, Harry was like that at the time..."

"I'm fine, Fred," Danica reassured him, "I'm feeling better. Uh... what are you guys doing here sneaking around the bulb?"

George jumped up in fright, "Don't say it so ugly, it's not stealing, it's just borrowing some. We want to make some hallucinogenic popping candies, and we need a little bit of this herbal medicine."

"Sounds very interesting, are you still working on it?" Stacy asked them with great interest.

The topic was changed in an instant, and Danica breathed a sigh of relief, not noticing that Roger was looking at her suspiciously.

December came with more snow, at least two feet of snow outside Hogwarts, and groups of students had fun snowball fights, ice skating and sledding on the Black Lake.The joy of winter has not affected the fifth and seventh grade students at all. The library is almost full of students of these two grades. They are struggling with the mountains of homework and the approaching exams.

The last shelf of the library is full of obscure books. Few people come over. If someone comes now, they will be surprised to see Danica standing with a man without a head, like a horror movie .

Danica pulled out a book from the bookshelf, and looked at the person next to her with a funny look, "Fred, stop playing, you won't scare me."

Fred's hand groped on his shoulder for a while, and his head appeared again, and a wizard hat with pink feathers was taken off, and he said with a smile, "Well, this is the infinity of our new research. For the headgear, George and I plan to sell one for two Galleons."

Danica took the hat and observed it carefully for a while, "Obviously it is an invisibility spell, but it is also very powerful to extend the invisibility area to the enchanted object, but I think this magic may not last long."

She returned the hat to Fred and went to the desk to continue her dissertation. Fred sat next to her. "Are you staying at Hogwarts for Christmas?"

"Yes." Danica quickly wrote on the paper with a quill pen in her hand, and there was a line of faint scars on the back of her hand.

"I also really want to stay at Hogwarts, but my mother told us to go back to the Burrow for Christmas." Fred said with some regret, "We can only see each other after the holiday."

Danica was about to say something when Parather flew in from the window next to her, dropped a letter and flew away quickly. Mrs. Pince looked over with stern eyes and warned her that owls could not fly into the library .Danica smiled apologetically at her, then picked up the letter, which had a stamped "M" stamped on it, and examined it.

There was a faint fragrance on the letter paper, and it was embellished with gorgeous words. Danica read it for a long time before summarizing the useful information: Lucius Malfoy invited Miss Wilson to Malfoy Manor for the Christmas holiday. Don't say no.

Danica put away the letter with some doubts. Fred put his head on her shoulder and asked her curiously, "What's wrong? Whose letter is it?"

"It's nothing, the reply from Diagon Alley, what I want is out of stock." Danica lied a little, and the Weasleys and the Malfoys couldn't deal with it.

The day before the holiday, Danica and Stacy packed their luggage together. She made an excuse, saying that she was going to the French Alchemist Guild to deal with some matters. She always felt that Malfoy's invitation was strange. Don't let anyone know well.

That night, after Danica had fallen asleep, the double-sided mirror under the pillow vibrated violently, waking her up. She walked into the bathroom holding the mirror, and looked sleepily at the person in the mirror, asked, "What's the matter, Fred?"

Fred's face in the mirror looked anxious, "Danica, do you remember that there is a big snake beside that person?"

"What? Who?" Danica couldn't react, her mind was still asleep.

"Voldemort!" whispered Fred. "Professor McGonagall told us to go to the headmaster's office now, because Harry said he dreamed that the man's snake bit my dad!"

"Fred, we're leaving, in case it's true—" George suddenly appeared behind him, "Who the hell have you been talking to all this time—Danica?"

Fred ignored him, and asked again anxiously, "Is there such a snake?"

"Wait? How could Danica know?" George looked at Fred with some puzzlement, and heard Danica in the mirror being silent for a while, and then said a word clearly, "Yes." He said more Confused, "Why would she know?"

Fred buckled the double-sided mirror on the bed, and pulled George out, "Then Dad might have been bitten by a snake, and what Harry said is probably true."

Danica lay back on the bed, but couldn't sleep again.The next day, she followed other students on the Hogwarts Express, and was taken to Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire by Lucius Malfoy who came to meet her at King's Cross Railway Station.

She had no intention of admiring the luxury of the well-designed manor, she just hurriedly followed Malfoy to the living room, and as soon as she entered, she saw a man in black robe standing there with his back to her, who had obviously been waiting for a long time, some food Dead Apostles stood around him.

He turned around and took a few steps towards her with some joy, "My young and excellent servant, you are finally here."

Danica went up, knelt on the gorgeous carpet that covered the entire stone floor tiles, took his robe corners and kissed him lightly, with a calm and emotionless tone, "I'm late, my master."

Voldemort picked her up and looked her in the eye, invading her memory without warning.Danica stared blankly into his red eyes, engrossed in Occlumency.After a while, Voldemort let her go with satisfaction, and casually pointed to a stool next to him, "It seems that you have not neglected the task I gave you, sit down."

Everyone sat down, and Voldemort spoke again, "Many of our old friends are sincere to me, but they are locked in the dark and cold Azkaban. This is not the treatment that my most sincere servant should have. The great Dark Lord No one will continue to suffer, so today we gather together to discuss how to rescue them."

A burly man cast a fierce look at Danica who was sitting between them, "Master, these things shouldn't be heard by the little girl, right? She might cry out of fright hahahaha." He laughed loudly , the other Death Eaters also laughed wantonly.

Voldemort waved his hand, motioning them to stop, "We need men, Severus is lurking under Dumbledore, I can't call him back, but his student, our little Death Eater, is good enough not to He’s holding us back.” He asked Danica in a good mood, “Barty said you are a good student, and he taught you basically everything in his body, you won’t let me down, right?”

"Of course not," Danica replied calmly.

The people below whispered, and Voldemort shouted a little irritably, "I'll teach her some more things, don't worry about it."

The drawing room at Malfoy Manor was finally quiet again. "We need to act on the last day after the Christmas holidays, when everyone is most relaxed. Don't be afraid, the dementors are completely ours, because we can provide them with territory, food and freedom." Voldemort Said happily, he stood up and paced, "I can't wait to meet those old friends I haven't seen for a long time."

All the Death Eaters present laughed happily, Danica forced the corners of her lips to curl up, but her subordinates firmly grasped the armrests of the chair.

Three weeks later, Danica, who was supposed to return to school, was wearing a black cloak and landed on a triangular tower by the North Sea like a puff of black smoke. The cold sea wind blew on her black mask, hooking her A streak of red hair floated out of the hood.A dozen black shadows fell around her one after another, and finally Voldemort also appeared among the Death Eaters.

He walked leisurely into Azkaban prison, and the dementor saw him retreating into the corner silently, all with unbelievable ease.

"Those idiots in the Ministry of Magic, they think that there are dementors guarding them and they are safe," Voldemort laughed loudly. "Even if an Auror shows up here now, we can all warm up and move around."

Danica summoned a Patronus, and a silver nighthawk flew around her to help her fend off the dementors who couldn't help but float forward, as did the other Death Eaters.

Voldemort walked to the center of the hall and spread his hands, "My old friends, we are here to pick you up. Go." The Death Eaters scattered and appeared in all corners of Azkaban. Outside the prison, reading the name engraved on the wall, "Bellacritus Lestrange, I have been ordered to fetch you back."

The woman hidden in the darkness raised her head, her disheveled black hair couldn't cover her pale face, a haughty and contemptuous smile appeared on her thin lips, Azkaban took away most of her beauty, but Pity to let her still have a trace of beauty.

"I've waited too long."

On the second day of the new semester, Danica returned to school. She went back to the dormitory early in the morning to unpack her luggage, brought a few books and rushed to the auditorium for breakfast with Stacy.

"Why didn't you come back yesterday?" Stacy asked her curiously.

"I had a fever yesterday. I had no choice but to go to the Muggle hospital and get a bottle, and then I went back to school after the fever subsided." Danica lied without changing her expression, and sat on the long Ravenclaw table.

Flocks of owls flew in, and Paratha had a copy of the "Daily Prophet" tied to his feet, and threw it into Stacy's arms. She lifted it up with a smile, untied the newspaper, and opened it. stand up.Then the smile disappeared from her face all of a sudden, she let out an exclamation, and her face turned pale.

"What's the matter?" Danica took the newspaper in her hand, unfolded it and glanced at it. Ten black and white photos filled the entire front page. The faces of nine wizards and one witch, some were silently laughing, some were arrogant. Tapping the frame with his fingers.Each photo has a name and the crime of being imprisoned in Azkaban.On the top is a line of bold black characters:

Many people in Azkaban have escaped from prison, and the Ministry of Magic is worried that Black is the "caller" of the Death Eaters.

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1. Arthur was bitten by Nagini, and then Fred followed the Weasley family to live in the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix-Black's old house for Christmas.Danica stays at the Death Eaters' headquarters at Malfoy Manor for Christmas.