Polaris

Lucius's relaxed attitude after Azkaban and his party made Poloris relieved. She was a little bit dumbfounded at the hostility of this brother-in-law. It seemed that her too perfect performance made him feel a sense of crisis. She was just used to it. In order to do those things after seeing through others, it is far more convenient and quicker than other methods, so she can never easily achieve her goal. Of course, she has no guilt for this behavior, Poloris does not feel Wearing a chameleon's skin is a deception, that's all her, sincere and not fake, she doesn't understand why Lucius attributed it to calculation and use.

"Brother-in-law." An ethereal voice sounded in the study, Lucius put down the book and looked at Poloris, who was already standing at the window with a fainted owl in her arms. "Mr. Weasley is coming to pick me up at the Burrow tomorrow morning." She shook the parchment in her hand. "I think he'll come here to work overtime, drop by." The unabashed, gloating tone made Lucius clenched the spine of the book in his hands. It's been three days, three days since he returned from Azkaban, let's talk Afterwards, Poloris exuded unabashed nastyness when confronting him, no matter how polite he was.

"Thanks for the reminder, Polly." He gritted his teeth and spit out a few words.

"Can I find a notebook to keep it? This is the first letter I wrote after waking up." Unfazed by his expression, Poloris pointed to the bookshelf on one side, where there were many empty notebooks.

"Please." After getting the approval, Poloris walked to the bookshelf and began to choose. Lucius was a little annoyed by the knowledge that Arthur was about to conduct an inspection. He put down the book and hurried to the basement. Liz didn't turn her head and said something to his back. After seeing you at dinner, the expression on her face turned cold. She looked at the book she took out from the shelf, and stroked the gold letters on the back of the book with her slender fingers. Tom Marvo Rory Dell.Who is this man?Ever since she woke up, she has been extremely sensitive to the breath of black magic. The breath in this book is very dangerous. She blinked her gray-green eyes. She put away the letter and called Kreacher. The purification under the old house of Black The magic circle was still in effect, she put the notebook in by herself and went back to Malfoy Manor for dinner as if nothing had happened. Lucius looked bad all night, she observed secretly, but said nothing.

Poloris got up very early the next day, and Lucius didn't know what time they agreed, but after breakfast, Poloris and Draco flew Quidditch over the manor, and Lucius stood Looking at the two children silently at the study window, this is not the first time he saw Poloris and Draco catching snitches, but this is the first time he saw Poloris after knowing that Poloris can use wandless magic She flew, and he found that Poloris flew around Draco in an imperceptible protective posture during the whole process. Obviously, his son was flying too happily and didn't notice it. The warnings triggered by the magic spell around the manor made him move away. Out of sight, the iconic red hair appeared at the gate, and with a twitch from the corner of his eyes, Poloris and Draco, who were flying in the sky just now, had already landed, and from a distance, Poloris approached and said to Draco After saying something, Lucius saw his son turn back obediently, and Poloris went straight to the gate. He didn't know what they said, but unexpectedly, Weasley didn't come in, but took out the The exit key and Poloris left, surprised by Poloris's social ability, Lucius felt that maybe he should try some changes.

The strange feeling of squeezing the water pipe finally receded. Poloris opened her arms slightly to maintain a sense of balance. After waking up, she used the fireplace door key once and twice. I have to say that the fireplace feels better, even if it can be used She still resisted using house-elf magic in front of others, and Poloris had to admit that she felt insecure every day since she woke up.

"Are you okay?" Arthur couldn't help but feel a little worried when he looked at Poloris who stayed where he was and didn't move. Everyone in the wizarding world knew that this child had just been freed from a black magic injury, and she didn't need to think about it to know that she was terribly weak. .

"Very good, Mr. Arthur." Poloris replied with a reassuring smile, and she began to look up at the building in front of her. There was a lady from the Black family who married the Weasley family, and it was still her distant house. Aunt, so she has some understanding of this huge but slightly down-and-out pure-blood family. The building in front of her obviously does not meet the standards of wizards, and of course, it does not meet the standards of Muggles. Poloris is sure that this house It was built by magic. The designer of this house must be a casual person. The house is crooked, but it has a breath of life. It looks much more interesting than Blake's old house. "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley designed it?" She turned to look at Arthur with a smile in her smoky green eyes.

"Huh? How did you know that?" Arthur looked at the little girl next to him who was just as high as his elbow. He always felt that this child was not peaceful like a member of the Black family, and even less like a relative of the Malfoy family.

"It looks like a home, not a house." Arthur looked at the distant cousin who was about the same age as his son. When he woke up, he found that he was the only one left in the huge family. It wouldn't be good for anyone.

"The door of the Weasley's house is open to you at any time, Poloris." He covered her left shoulder lovingly, and pushed the door open with his right hand. "Molly, I brought Poloris here." Opposite the door is a living room, all kinds of colorful home accessories are decorated in a chaotic but orderly manner in this small space, Poloris turned her head Looking to the left, a fat lady with red hair was coming out of the kitchen, laying her apron on the passing table as she walked, when Poloris saw her soft brown eyes and kind face.

"How did you come back so soon? Bill and Percy haven't come back yet." Poloris smelled the aroma of food on her body.

"Polaris said she wanted to see my workshop. She was very interested in what Muggle products would look like after 14 years." Arthur patted Poloris on the shoulder vigorously. "She was very knowledgeable about Muggle liquid crystal displays and diodes."

"It's just been assembled." Poloris whispered, when Sirius had a whim to study the difference between the double-sided mirror and the display screen, it could be dismantled a lot, and the parts all over the floor forced her to assemble them one by one and give them away. go back.She looked up and held out her right hand to Molly. "Mrs. Weasley hello, Poloris Black."

"Just call me Molly." Although the child in front of her is Arthur's distant cousin, she looks like George and Ron in Molly's eyes. She held Poloris's hand and patted her gently. shoulder. "You and Arthur go to the workshop first, I'll go upstairs to wake the little devils up."

As a pure-blood wizard, Arthur Weasley's biggest dream is to understand why airplanes fly in the sky. For wizards, such an idea is simply heresy. After he said this to Poloris a little nervously Unexpectedly, she didn't laugh at him at the question.

"Maybe you should go to the Muggle bookstore and buy some reference books." Poloris stood in the workshop and looked curiously at the remote-controlled aircraft models on the table. This was the first time she had seen such things. "Can I try this?" She pointed to the remote control of the plane lying aside, looking at Arthur expectantly with gray green eyes.

"Oh? This is very interesting." Arthur looked along her hand. "That little box is like a magic wand, move it and it will cast something like a levitation spell on that little plane." He walked over and picked up the box and put it in Poloris' hands. "That red button, try it. I suspect that all the planes in the sky have such a thing to control on the ground." He watched Poloris clumsily maneuvering the plane to fly, and the little red plane circled crookedly in the air After a circle, it crashed and fell, Poloris yelled out, the plane hovered in the air and was slowly moved to the table. "Don't worry, according to Muggles, it's called out of battery." Arthur put away his wand and comforted the apologetic Poloris. "That's one of the downsides of Muggle stuff."

It didn't take long for the two of them to work in the workshop before Molly knocked on the door. Arthur was left to tidy up the workshop, and Poloris followed her back to the living room. The Weasley family's living room is not big. After stuffing four people, it looks even smaller.

"You play with them in the living room first, and we'll have dinner when Bill and Percy come back." The kettle in the kitchen squealed, and Molly patted her on the shoulder and hurried over.Poloris glanced over the four children in the room one by one, and the iconic red hair of the Weasley family dazzled her in this Gryffindor-style room.

"Wow, look, our guest is here."

"The Sleeping Beauty of the Black family?"

"Eternal Polaris?" Two identical voices blasted in her ears, causing Poloris to take a half step back reflexively. She looked at the two identical faces in front of her, and her gray-green eyes were full of confusion. How could there be such a thing? Similar two people.

"Polaris Black, nice to meet you." She blinked but didn't extend her hand.

"I'm George."

"I'm Fred." Poloris squinted her eyes to observe the twins who turned around to pull the siblings over. The two twins were carved out of the same mold, even the corners of their mouths were raised at the same angle, which made her Disappointed with his proud observation skills.

"This is Ron."

"This is Ginny."

"Hello." The little red-haired girl stretched out her hand to Poloris, and she stretched out her hand to take it back. Those innocent and bright brown eyes made her feel relaxed after a long time.

"You... have you really been to Azkaban?" The little boy named Ron next to him asked uncertainly. He looked older than Ginny, but his expression was a little shy.

"Well, that's not a fun place." She shrugged and followed them to sit on the sofa. It was obvious that the children were very interested in Azkaban, and four pairs of brown eyes watched her, urging her to continue. "The lake around Azkaban is frozen, and the inside is colder than the outside. Even though my brother-in-law put a warming spell on me, my fingers are still frozen."

"What about the dementors?" Ron asked eagerly. "Isn't it scary?"

"The dementors look dirty, their skin is terribly thin, and their skin is still scabbed. The worst part is that their robes haven't been washed for a long time. Don't lean on others." Perhaps because of being with the children, Poloris complained openly. "The coat I brought for my brother was almost stained, but they will back away after a few words of scolding."

"Liar." Ron said, his brown eyes looked at Poloris angrily, but that kind of angry expression on a chubby little face was obviously not very lethal. "Daddy said that dementors are the scariest things in the world." His voice rose suddenly, as if about to shout some curse, and Poloris saw that his cheeks were flushed almost the same color as his hair . "Sirius betrayed the Potter family, and the Black family is that man's lackeys." The room fell into silence, and Ron's panting was infinitely amplified here.Poloris looked at Ron's flushed cheeks, and she felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of her heart. She never expected everyone to have the same judgment as her, but she didn't like the kind of people who had no position But she couldn't blame Ron, he said what everyone wanted to say, the Black family was a Death Eater, and Sirius, who was not a Death Eater, was also counted among them, she thought, could some people wish Put her, a survivor of the Black family, in Azkaban.

"I'm sorry for making you feel this way." Poloris didn't even change her breathing rate at all, she just blinked those magical gray-green eyes, and replied in a sincere tone. "But this world is far more complicated than you imagined. At least Sirius didn't betray anyone." But none of you could see that Poloris suddenly felt sad, but she still smiled peacefully at Ron. "That era was over when you were born, don't make wild guesses based on your own inferences."

"You haven't experienced it either." Perhaps because of being refuted, Ron blushed even more.

"Then why are you still angry with me?" Poloris looked at him smiling innocently, and she easily refuted him with Ron's words.

"What are you talking about, kids?" Arthur appeared at the door of the living room after cleaning up the workshop. He looked at his blushing little son and the three silent children. It seemed that something unpleasant had happened just now.

"We were just talking about Azkaban, sir." She quietly reached out and poked George, who agreed knowingly.

"Polaris says dementors are filthy."

"There are still dirty scabs on the skin."

"Is it true, Dad?" the twins' question managed to divert the conversation away, and Mr. Arthur sat down among the children and began to describe the dementor he had seen at the Ministry of Magic.Poloris lowered her eyes quietly, her beautiful gray-green eyes were full of exhaustion.

The hinges of the door creaked, Poloris turned her head and looked over, two teenagers appeared at the door, their iconic red hair made her judge that they were the Bill and Percy Molly was talking about, and suddenly she Her gaze was fixed, and she stared at the mouse in the arms of the younger boy. It was dark brown and missing an index finger, and more importantly, it looked familiar. She stood up from the sofa suddenly.

"What's wrong with Poloris?" Arthur was taken aback by her sudden movement.

"Peterina...Peter..." Poloris uttered the name through gritted teeth, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped.