HP's profit-seeking

In July, Danica flew like a puff of black smoke to a hilltop house in the village of Little Hangleton, while others were scrambling to get jobs in various industries.She walked quickly into the foyer, where a dozen people were already sitting.

Danica went to the Dark Lord who was sitting on the top, knelt at his feet, and humbly cupped the hem of his robe and kissed him, "Master, I'm back." She took out a red stone from her pocket, put her hands on the He held it high above his head, "As expected, I came back with the Philosopher's Stone."

Almost all the Death Eaters present turned to look at her, eyes eagerly fixed on the stone.

Voldemort's originally cold expression slowly broke into a smile, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the Philosopher's Stone flew to his palm.

"That's right," Voldemort looked at the Sorcerer's Stone, tapped his wand, and a ring was kneaded out of the gray mist to hold it out.He put the red gemstone ring on his index finger, and said indifferently to the black-haired witch sitting on his left, "Bella, get up and give up your seat to Danica."

A frenzied expression appeared on Bellacritus' pale face, and she looked at Danica with a murderous expression, "Master, why should I make room for her!"

With a fake smile on her face, Danica said without showing weakness, "Ms. Lestrange, have you forgotten who rescued you from Azkaban?"

Those red eyes looked at her quietly, "I won't say it a second time, Bella, act now."

Reluctantly, Bellacritus rose to make way for the place closest to the Dark Lord.She took a few steps back, and viciously squeezed away a big, somewhat naive Death Eater, and took his place.

The smile returned to Voldemort's face, and he folded his hands in front of him. "Come and sit, Danica."

"Thank you, my master." Danica sat on the chair where Bellacritus was sitting, and the other Death Eaters secretly exchanged glances, fearing that the situation might change.

"I am a man of rewards and punishments," said Voldemort calmly. "Despite her young age, Danica, she has done perfectly what I have told her to do."

He glanced at Bella Critus with a jealous expression on his face, "Bella, you let me down, I asked you to grab the prophecy crystal ball, but you didn't do it, and you asked Harry Potter to throw it Broken. I will never hear the complete prophecy again." His tone was full of regret.

"And," Voldemort's voice suddenly became louder, "all the Death Eaters in action, except you, were caught by the Ministry of Magic and imprisoned in Azkaban."

A red light hit Bellacritus' feet, "I'm very angry, for you, and for Lucius who was imprisoned in Azkaban, your unfavorable handling of affairs caused us to lose some of our manpower."

Bellacritus slid off the chair and knelt down on the floor, saying in a terrified tone, "Please forgive me, master, I will definitely not disappoint you next time."

"Cruciate!"

The wand in Voldemort's hand waved seemingly casually, and the red light hit Bellacritus. She huddled in a ball convulsively and let out a cry of pain.After a while, Voldemort stopped torturing her.

"There will be no next time, Bella, this is the last time to forgive you."

She struggled to get up, her curly black hair was wet from cold sweat and stuck to her face, she looked even more embarrassed, "Thank you, my master." She sat back on the stool.

No one in the small living room dared to speak at this time, and every Death Eater was as stiff as a statue, allowing Voldemort to look at him.

"Nassie, bring Draco to meet me some other day, he has grown up too." The witch who was named by Voldemort trembled suddenly, her face was as white as paper, her lips moved several times, Only then did the sound come out.

"...Master, Draco is only 16 years old, I'm afraid he can't do much."

Voldemort waved his hand indifferently, "Lucius is not here, I think his son will serve me wholeheartedly like him."

Naxixi didn't say anything more, and suppressed the sobs in her throat. This was the Dark Lord's punishment for their family.

Voldemort stroked the Sorcerer's Stone ring, and there was a gleam of interest in his eyes, "My servants, I have discussed with the Minister of Magic. If he doesn't stand by us, I will massacre hemp." It's melon. It seems that he is a hesitant person, and he hasn't given me an answer until now. Then, we can make some troubles and give him a warning—"

In mid-July, there was already a cold mist, the sky became gloomy, and unresolved black clouds weighed on people's heads.Two vicious murders had taken place in London, people were talking about them, and the whole country was in a state of panic.

The people in the office building, who were in a meeting, were awakened by the thunder outside the window. They walked to the window, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly gathered and kneaded into the shape of a skull.Several strands of black smoke rushed out of the dark clouds and quickly swept across the Thames River. Several supporting columns of the Brockdale Bridge erected on the river were broken by them. People on the bridge screamed in horror and grabbed the railings. Maintain a balance.But a few seconds later, the bridge broke in two from the middle and collapsed, and more than a dozen cars fell into the deep river below.

The black smoke didn't stop. They quickly shuttled through the streets of London, rushed to a dilapidated bar, passed through the brick wall, and came to Diagon Alley.They burst into shop after shop, with a bang that shattered glass.

A few masked Death Eaters came out of the store with grinning grins. With a wave of their wands, a potion material pharmacy was engulfed in raging fire.They excitedly set fires everywhere, and people fled frantically.

Danica stopped a Death Eater who was about to set fire to the Weasley joke store, "Dolohov, that's enough, this is just a closed store. Don't forget our business!"

The warlock with a long, distorted face gave Danica a weird look. Her expression was hidden by a delicate mask. He pouted and walked towards Ollivander's wand shop.

Danica breathed a sigh of relief, her black robe fluttered, and she followed Dolohov. The Weasley joke shop, which was rarely closed for a day, was lucky to escape.

Several masked Death Eaters dragged the hooded Ollivander out of the wand shop, and the old man was terrified like never before.Danica sighed, waved her hand, and said to the other Death Eaters, "Let's go."

Several plumes of black smoke rushed into the sky again, leaving behind the devastated Diagon Alley and panicked people.

Danica followed the other Death Eaters and escorted Ollivander to the entrance hall of the Riddle Mansion, where the Dark Lord was waiting for them.

He turned and greeted him excitedly, "You are doing well. Peter, take our guests to rest."

The squat, mouse-like man stepped forward and took Ollivander to the basement and locked him up.

Voldemort hugged them one by one, "It would be great if everyone else could be like you. I heard those Muggles shouting in horror from afar. You are doing a good job."

When Danica was hugged by him, she resisted the desire to struggle, and she endured the disgusting feeling like being hugged by a snake.Fortunately, Voldemort let her go soon enough to embrace the next Death Eater.

The Dark Lord let go of the last Death Eater in a very happy mood, and strode towards his chair on the top, his black robe rolled over, he waved his hand, "Okay, you can go back to rest, I'm going to meet us guests."

The Death Eater walked backwards out of the hall, and the heavy wooden door was shut.One after another, they turned into a puff of black smoke and flew away, and Danica also turned into black smoke and flew in one direction.

She landed in the woods outside a wizard's valley, not far from a magnificent manor, where a ceremony was being lively, and the gates of the manor were adorned with sages and white roses.

As Danica walked towards the manor, she untied the black robe on her body and threw it aside. It turned into a puff of black smoke and dispersed in the air.She reached out her hand to attach to the cold mask, and the mask suddenly broke into silent fragments and disappeared into her palm.

When she walked out of the forest, Danica had completely changed her attire, just like an ordinary wizard.She brushed her long red hair, took out a white invitation card from her arms and handed it to the butler at the gate of the manor, and said kindly with a smile, "Danica Wilson, you are invited to the wedding."

She wandered through the huge manor, full of people laughing and laughing, and today everyone was extraordinarily well-dressed.Stacy rushed out of the house with her white gauze skirt in her arms. She anxiously released a hand to hold Danica, "Why did you come here?! Hurry up and change your clothes, it's running out of time, I only have You are a bridesmaid!"

Fred, with a white rose pinned to his chest, was chatting with Roger in a black suit, smiling as he watched Danica being dragged into the room by Stacy.

Stacy strode nimbly through the room in her heavy wedding dress. With a wave of her magic wand, a delicate pink dress floated out of the closet, while she picked up Danica's plain blue dress He said while wearing a dark wizard robe, "There is still an hour, and the ceremony is about to start. I don't know if it is too late to put on some makeup for you."

Danica cooperated with taking off the wizard robe and putting on the little pink dress. She brushed her hair out of the dress and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Stacy, help me zip up the back."

"I knew that pink would go well with your hair," Stacy looked at her with satisfaction, she waved her wand, and a few makeup brushes flew over to help Danica put on makeup automatically.

Stacy was sitting on the sofa beside her, her whole body seemed to be trapped in a white veil, Danica squinted at her, and said with a smile, "Your wedding dress looks too exaggerated, I haven't seen it yet." I have never seen such a solemn wedding dress."

"And it's really heavy," Stacy rolled her eyes, white lace wrapped her neck, silk framed her beautiful figure, and diamonds and precious stones were dotted on the intricate skirt, "Marriage is really too tired."

Danica chuckled, closed her eyes and continued to apply the brush on her face.

Stacy hesitated for a while before she said, "Roger invited Fred to be his best man. I know you guys broke up a long time ago. I persuaded him, but Roger still insisted on asking Fred to be his best man. Dan Nika, if you feel embarrassed for a while, just follow me."

"I'm fine." Danica shook her head nonchalantly.

After Danica packed up, she went to the garden to receive guests, while Stacy slipped out again with no luck. She was closely watched by her mother, and the bride couldn't run around.

Roger walked up to her with a glass of red wine, pointed at Fred and George who were playing and talking in the distance, and said calmly, "You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not." Danica shook her head.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the edge of the round table, "I really hope that you are still doing well, but the current situation is really not optimistic, you... In that person's camp, Fred joined the Order of the Phoenix. Even though I have selfish intentions to bring you back together, my rationality tells me it's impossible."

"Actually, we're actually fine," Danica said briskly.

Roger's eyes widened, looking shocked.After a while, he sighed, "This road is very difficult, I hope you can go on hand in hand."

"Don't worry about us," Danica patted him on the shoulder. "The newly appointed director of the Department of Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic was killed by that man. How is your father now?"

Roger smiled wryly, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Fortunately, you went to rob the prison. My father was demoted and escaped. I sent him to the United States for vacation to be with my mother." Relying on his later struggles at the Ministry, and the little tricks his father's political enemies threw at him.

He changed the subject, "It's almost time, Danica, go get Stacy out."

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Danica put down her wine glass, turned around and left, and when she dragged Stacy's wedding dress out of the house, the wedding finally started, and Roger looked at them with a smile at the end of the red carpet .

Stacey's father took his daughter's hand and walked steadily to Roger step by step. His usually shrewd eyes became a little hazy at this moment, "You cunning boy, you have nothing, just My precious daughter was abducted like this. I knew it was because of the war, everyone was in a hurry to get married, and her mother and I eloped in a hurry during the last wizarding war—”

"Tony, shut up!" Mrs. Fawcett yelled at him in a low voice.

Mr. Fawcett wiped his eyes, "I'm just a little bit reluctant, that's all, let the two of you live on your own..."

He put Stacy's hand into Roger's, and Roger smiled and held her hand tightly, "I won't let you down, I will make Stacy happy."

The master of ceremonies was a highly respected old wizard. He clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Old Fawcett, don't be reluctant. Aren't you all going to live in Fawcett Manor in the future? Stop acting. Come on, best man hand the ring to Groom, we have to go through the process."

The guests laughed, and Fred handed Roger a small box.The master of ceremonies unfolded a manuscript, held up the reading glasses, and read, "Today is a sunny and sunny day..."

Danica glanced at the gloomy sky, smiled without saying a word, and listened to him continue to read the manuscript, "They knew each other and fell in love with each other, and they accompanied each other for seven years, and finally, today they formed a good relationship... Beautiful Stacy Miss, are you willing to take the name of Mr. Roger's Davis from today on, and from now on, no matter the hardships or dangers, you will always be by his side and never leave?"

"I would." Stacey showed her teeth in a smile, and her mother shook her head beside her. It was so unlike a lady's smile.

The master of ceremonies turned to look at Roger, "Mr. Davis, are you willing to hold Miss Stacy's hand as tightly as today, no matter how many years have passed, even if Miss Stacy's beauty is taken away by time? die?"

"I am willing." Roger blurted out without any hesitation.

"Now, please exchange rings." The master of ceremonies looked at them lovingly.

Danica quickly grabbed Stacy, who was smiling silly, and put the ring on her hand.She and Roger put rings on each other, and everyone looked at them with blessing eyes.

"Now, the groom can kiss the bride."

Roger lifted up Stacy's veil, got under it, and kissed her about to blurt out an exclamation.

There was applause, laughter and cheers from the audience.

Fred moved quietly, walked up to Danica, and whispered in her ear, "We will have such a day." He quietly hooked Danica's hand, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, I Miss you a little."

Danica turned her head, her lips were imprinted on his side face as if inadvertently, she said with a smile, "I miss you too, I will go to your store to inspect some other day, I heard that you recruited a female staff."

Fred was about to explain something when Stacy yelled, "Danica—"

Danica suddenly turned her head to look at her. Stacy smiled brightly and threw the bouquet in her hand to her. She quickly pulled out the hand that was held by Fredella, and took the bouquet with both hands.

"Be happy!"

Danica listened to Stacy yelling and nodded with a smile, a tear slipped down her face and fell on the delicate rose petals in her hand.

The author has something to say:

1. There were a lot of marriages during the war, and Bill and Fleur were also getting engaged at this time.

2. I wish Stacy and Roger a happy newlywed, a long and lasting happiness.

(Mr. Fawcett and I hug each other and cry)