[HP] The girl with black hair

Draco felt like he was dreaming when he woke up the next day.

The mysterious person actually lives in his house!

And he's the father of his girlfriend!This news is really... terrible!Especially since he messed up the other person's first impression of him, which was definitely his second least memorable episode, the last time was when Moody turned him into a ferret.

Draco's summer vacation plan fell through, and he might have to stay at Malfoy Manor until school started. The back garden of Malfoy Manor had changed from his Quidditch training ground to a spell instruction class, and he had also changed from the first day Auditors become students.

After being thrown out countless times, Draco never felt for a moment that the original Hogwarts professors were so good, at least their punishment was just deduction of points or confinement, but the Dark Lord's curse was The real deal.

A red light flashed, and Draco was sent flying out by the opponent's spell again and fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

Artemia quietly opened her eyes, looked at the black figure in the distance and felt sorry for him silently in her heart. Since the appearance of Draco, her recent flying times have plummeted, and sometimes she can even get a simple compliment.

What a bad start to every morning, the boy lying on the ground thought sadly.

It was a day of good mood. The Dark Lord was in a good mood, and the Death Eaters under his command also felt a lot more at ease. They didn't have to tense their nerves all the time, worrying that the Cruciatus Curse would fall on him.

Lucius gladly accepted this forced 'morning class' after knowing that his son's life would not be in danger, that is, he could let his son learn the magic spell and make his father more stable. This is really good, and his son has finally grown up , Lucius was relieved to be able to repay his father.

In recent days, visitors to Malfoy Manor have been particularly frequent. This manor has been protected by spells since the ancestor's time. No one except the Malfoy family can apparate, so the house elves have to spend a lot of money. Usually more time to clean the fireplace.

The long table in Malfoy Manor was big enough, but it seemed a bit empty given the small number of people.

This feeling was especially evident for Tom who was sitting in the main seat. He looked around at the Death Eaters with their heads bowed, and shook his head in his heart. Few of them were capable of doing business.

"Perhaps it's time we greet our old friends," suggested Tom.

Old friends, the Death Eaters present almost immediately guessed that Azkaban has several old friends.

"Please let me go," Little Barty eagerly tried, "I am willing to carry out this mission, mylord."

Except for his presence, few wizards are willing to go together. Azkaban is a nightmare for everyone just by hearing the name. No one wants to get close to that sea area, and no one wants to use dementors to rescue their companions trapped in the cell. .

Tom glanced at the pretend-deaf Death Eaters. "How are you, Lucius?"

Lucius was taken aback, and thought of several reasons for himself not to go, "Of course, it's my honor," he frowned, with a embarrassed look on his face, "but I'm worried that I'm not renovating the old house. That kind of thing they can’t do well.”

Old house?Artemia suddenly woke up and looked at Tom suspiciously.

Tom was taken aback, paused his wand-handling hand, and inadvertently glanced at the boy next to him.

The look in his eyes just now made Lucius a little uneasy, he turned sideways to block his sight, and said cautiously: "Lord, with you here, I believe they will do well."

Tom smiled.

Lucius gave a stiff smile.

Artemia gently pulled Tom's robe: "I am willing to go with Little Barty, we cooperated very well before."

Even though Little Barty was dissatisfied with Lucius' refusal, he still cooperated with the girl's words: "Yes, the little master is very good."

Tom's expression eased. Of course his daughter is the best, but not any brat can compare.

He glanced at Draco who was blocked by Lucius, "tsk tsk..." twice.

"You just need to set a good position."

It would be safer for the Dark Lord to personally handle the bombing of Azkaban.

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The most dangerous prison in England is built on a small island in the North Sea, surrounded by the sea, and the turbulent waves beat on every reef.

When Artemia first arrived, she was greeted politely by the sea water of the North Sea.

Not only her, but Barty Jr. and Draco who came secretly together were also unavoidable.

Draco had to work hard to keep himself from falling into the sea in embarrassment, this place is really terrible!The young master frowned: "Should we go forward?"

Little Barty pretended not to hear what he said, and hit Artemia and himself with a clean-up, so he wouldn't care about the little ferret of the Malfoy family.

Artemia took out the specially found telescope and glanced forward, then handed it to little Barty, "We have to go further, we can't even see the shadow of Azkaban here."

"But it shouldn't be possible to Apparate anymore up front."

Draco has gotten used to Batty Jr. targeting him all the way, just jealous of him!Draco thought angrily.

At this time, the small handbag cast with the Infinite Stretching Charm showed its usefulness, and Artemia pulled out two broomsticks from it.

The world's fastest and most expensive fireworks, kindly sponsored by Lucius.

Draco couldn't help but let out an exclamation, but the young master raised one eyebrow: "Why are there only two?"

Little Barty snorted coldly: "Because you escaped, of course you don't have your share." He smiled maliciously, "You have to swim over by yourself."

Draco didn't believe his words, he grabbed one of the torches, raised his chin and said, "I'm taking Mia, I doubt her flying skills and she plunged into the sea water while flying. "

If they fly together, they fly together, why do you want to attack personally!Artemia looked dissatisfied at Draco who was ready.

When she felt the oncoming sea breeze, Artemia felt that what he said was right.

Little Barty's expression of "don't even think about making any small moves" made Draco have to fly seriously, but he still thought about how to get his father to buy him a fire, to be honest, he has ridden a fire After that, he didn't want to use Nimbus 2001 at all.

Huo □□ is indeed the fastest broomstick in the world so far. After crossing the rough reef beach, they flew all the way forward to the deep sea.

The water in the deep sea is more turbulent, and Artemia can feel the tumbling waves under the sea from a high altitude.

From a distance, they saw tall buildings and dense dementors around them.

Barty Jr. and Draco drove the car and stopped on a huge rock. The setting of the port key was handed over to Barty Jr. who did not know the Patronus Charm. Artemia and Draco held Wand looked wary.

Draco regretted his decision to come together now, the humid air around made the pampered young master extremely uncomfortable, his fingers clenched his wand tightly, and his legs walked around nervously.

When someone is more nervous and scared than you, another person is not so nervous, Artemia took Draco's other hand and reassured him: "It's okay, we can leave soon. "

Indeed, very quickly, the moment the Portkey was successfully established, Tom stood firmly on the rock. He was not surprised at all when he saw Draco, and there was a rare bit of satisfaction in his eyes.

Lucius also came with him. When he knew that his son was leaving with him, this elegant nobleman almost couldn't hold back his swearing. His worry about his son made him forget his resistance to Azkaban. The Dark Lord smiled maliciously.

Compared to the calm expression of an adult, Draco shivered a little. Seeing Tom's wand raised high, the pain these days made him subconsciously take a step back.

"..." Tom curled his lips in disgust, the Malfoy's cub still needs to practice.

Lucius held back his desire to cover his face, his perfect heir, he really needs to go back to training.

Little Barty is still working hard to make the portkey, after all the Death Eaters will come out later, it is impossible for everyone to hold hands with Lord and go back with the same portkey, right?

Tom lowered his head and looked at his daughter who was surrounded by worry, and then at Draco who was protected by Lucius, and curled his lips in relief.

Artemia simply felt that this position would be safer. If Lucius hadn't protected Draco, she would have wanted to pull Draco here together. There is no safer place than being behind the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord's curse is still powerful after many years, even across the distant sea, the blasting curse is still accurately hit

Enter Azkaban Prison, tightly surrounded by dementors.

The Majesty even still easily launched the Dark Mark into the sky.

The huge Dark Mark instantly appeared in the sky above Azkaban, and the green light could even cover the entire prison.

Artemia can still think about this serious moment. Her father’s aesthetics really doesn’t agree with her. She hopes that her new home can be more normal. At least there should be no skull-shaped furniture. According to the character of the Dark Lord, It might not even be a decoration yet.

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I think it should be finished soon