HP Midnight Light

- October 1978, 10 - Greenwich, London

"Dear Hyacins:

An old friend (Squib) whom I hadn't seen for a long time came to visit me a few days ago, and during that time she told me something quite uncomfortable: the list of Squibs registered at the Ministry of Magic is not comprehensive.There are some wizarding families who, after discovering that their young children are Squibs, use various methods to try to abandon the children or lock them up in dark places for the rest of their lives.Not only will these children not appear on the Ministry of Magic registers, they will even be wiped from the family tree.The Ministry of Magic had wanted to give these children fair treatment, but the parents would try their best to prevent it (they didn't want others to know that there were Squibs in the house), and secondly, most of the children were missing.

I think there are still too many problems in our world.I mean, outside of pure blood, even the average wizarding family would stigmatize being a Squib.Such contempt does not seem to me much nobler than the doctrine of blood, and it is a pity that people seem to be accustomed to it.Squibs have been excluded from the category of 'wizards' by default many years ago, and this phenomenon has not improved for centuries, so I sincerely hope that someday in the future, this prejudice will be alleviated or even erased.

Another thing I want to tell you is that almost two weeks ago one of our members was out of town and noticed a few men in black walking around the edge of the forest outside Edinburgh.He reported this lead to a trusted wizarding family nearby, who in turn allegedly managed to pass the information on to the Order of the Phoenix.One night not long after that, a brief engagement broke out in the forest.The Death Eaters escaped, and an Order member was seriously injured.This is the first time our organization has played a role, but I don't think it will be the last.

If there are any updates, I will write to you immediately.Good luck.

Arabella"

Hyacinth finished reading the last line, her mind went blank.Raindrops were pattering on the windowpane, and she anxiously grabbed the letter and reread it, but Mrs. Figg gave no further information about the injured Order member.

At this point Brookshaw meowed in protest of the late lunch.Hyacinth raised the curtains and glanced at the street. A few passers-by hurried past with umbrellas, and a few sparrows were sheltering from the rain under the eaves.It had been almost a month since Sirius left, and she hadn't received any news during this period.Hyacinth walked into the kitchen restlessly and took out Brookshaw's canned cat food. Maybe no news is good news, because bad news always spreads at an alarming speed——

"Hiss—" Hyacinth gasped, the sharp edge of the iron sheet cut her finger, blood oozed out immediately.She was sucking the wound and pouring cat food into Brookshaw's bowl when there was another knock on the door.

"Hyatings, it's me, Peter."

"Here we come." Hyacinth replied, she threw the can into the trash can in the kitchen, and then went to open the door, Peter walked in familiarly, he had obeyed Sirius' order these few weeks, and had been with Hire While Xinsi kept in touch, she also developed a good habit of coming to lunch every day:

"what happened to your hand?"

"It's cut." Hyacinth was about to find alcohol and gauze.

Peter enthusiastically raised his wand: "I can heal you."

"Then I'll trouble you." Hyacinth was startled, she forgot that she was a wizard, "Do you have any news? Whether it's from James, Lily, Remus or Sirius?"

"Healing as before. James and Lily want to postpone their return date. The Lestrange family attacked a family of hemp-born wizards and tortured them repeatedly with the Cruciatus Curse. Remus is still staying at the border. They have to fight with Pride. Let's talk about the Dark Lord with someone from the Irish Ministry of Magic." Peter withdrew his wand, "Siris... Caradoc sent back a brief message a few days ago saying that the Death Eaters had escaped— —”

"I received news that a member of the Order of the Phoenix was seriously injured in their team." Hyacinth couldn't bear it any longer when she heard Peter mention Sirius' name, she rudely interrupted Peter, and fell down. Sitting on the sofa and covering his face, "Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know...but Sirius will be fine, maybe the news is exaggerated, maybe that person just suffered some trauma." Peter tried to comfort awkwardly, "Sirius and James can beat the Three Death Eaters, if it doesn’t work, he can turn into a dog and escape.” Hyacinth wiped away her tears quietly:

"It's nothing, I'm fine. You're right, maybe it's just a misrepresentation." She had to be strong.

"I can ask them if they can find a way to send Caradoc a message to ask for the latest situation. The wounded man is definitely not life-threatening, otherwise Caradoc will contact the Order of the Phoenix immediately." Peter encouraged, "Now you want to What to do is to go to dinner, and then tidy yourself up. According to their original plan, they will be back in a few days. If Sirius sees your red eyes, he will definitely throw me into the Thames. He jumped off the sofa and was about to go to the kitchen, but Brookshaw, who had just finished his lunch, just happened to raise his head from the rice bowl and called out to Peter.Peter froze in place immediately, and Hyacinth couldn't help laughing through tears:

"Brookshaw won't hurt you, Peter."

"It's all the fault of the Animagus. James and Sirius insisted that I become the smallest animal. I never dreamed that it would be a mouse! And the Animagus form cannot be changed yet," Peter complained. While cautiously leaning against the base of the wall and quickly bypassing Brookshaw's field, Hyacinth followed him into the kitchen:

"You don't mind just having some simple pasta?"

"I don't mind." Peter shrugged and helped find pasta from the cupboard. "My mother will make a delicious sauce, and I can bring some of it next time."

Hyacinth, already proficient at using some basic housekeeping charms, served the finished product in five minutes.When she put the plate on the table, the door was pushed open again.

"Sirius!" Peter was the first to see the person coming. He froze for a moment and then exclaimed in surprise, "Hyase and I were talking about you just now!" Peter didn't even notice that Brookshaw had already jumped on the The dining table is approaching him step by step.And the knife and fork in Hyacinth's hand had already dropped onto the table with a "clang", and she rushed over without hesitation:

"I thought you were hurt!"

"It wasn't me who was hurt." Sirius looked thinner, his hair was a little messy, his robes became gray, and his whole body was a little messy.But nothing would have pleased Hyacins more than his safe return, and he hugged Hyacins tightly, looking past her at Peter, "It was Dorcas, Amycus attacked her—in a kind of Black magic. Although not life-threatening, she cannot participate in the rest of the operation."

"Caradoc only sent a brief message back." Peter protested, "He should have made things clear! Your team is the only one that hasn't kept in touch with us. Dumbledore and Edgar are even considering Don't send more people, everyone is very worried."

"Time was short, and we set out to pursue the Death Eaters as soon as we were sure Dorcas was safe. Travers was wounded in the first fight, but they still wanted to continue raiding the next few Melon town. Finally we fought again in the Orkney area, Marlene knocked out little Avery, Caradoc knocked Alecto down, I hit old Avery with the magic sword - no Not to mention that Snape's spell was quite effective... Anyway, the group of Death Eaters Apparated and escaped immediately, and they couldn't move any further... How about Lily, James and Remus?"

"It's okay, at least no one was injured. But they won't be back for a while." Peter briefly explained the situation.Sirius pushed his messy long hair behind his ears:

"Caradoc said that he would go to talk to Dumbledore this afternoon. This time we discovered some patterns of Death Eaters' actions, which may be helpful for future missions. But right now I just want to take a short vacation. ..." He touched Hyacinth's face, "I'm back, I'm sorry to make you worry."

"It's okay, as long as you're okay." Hyacinth hugged the lost and recovered Sirius tightly.

Peter looked away awkwardly: "Uh... Sirius, do you want to eat something first?"

After lunch, Peter tactfully left immediately, and Hyacinth was sure that he would not appear again in the near future.Sirius couldn't wait to rush into the bathroom and take a comfortable hot shower.

"It's good to be back." Sirius said with emotion after changing into a clean and soft robe, "Can you imagine spending three weeks in ambush in various forests, and your spirits are tense? Caradoc said that he and Edgar had been eaten before. The dead pursued and had to hide in the forest for a month, and finally they had to live on bark and berries, and when Edgar came home, his children were even frightened and cried, thinking they were wildlings from somewhere."

"But it must be worth it?" Hyacinth helped him brush his hair. "I mean, doing something for the Order of the Phoenix."

Sirius curled the corner of his mouth: "Of course, especially when I saw Travers and old Avery fall to the ground. I almost wanted to capture them alive, but it's a pity that Death Eaters always love to escape."

Hyacinth remembered the way Bellatrix summoned the Death Eaters to retreat in the Leaky Cauldron, and smiled knowingly: "You will always have a chance to catch them, these Death Eaters can't do it twice. Can escape every time. By the way, is Dorcas all right?"

"She's fine. She's back to normal when we came back. She kept talking about sending the Carlos to Azkaban herself one day." Sirius asked, "What about you? Have you seen Mrs. Figg?" ?"

Hyacinth briefly recounted the last meeting with Mrs. Figg and others, and then mentioned today's letter: "I have always known that wizard families regard Squibs as a shame, but I didn't expect them to abandon them. My own child!"

"It's not surprising. Some old and foolish wizards like to link their magical ability with their family status. I don't know where the logic comes from, but they really think that as long as there is a squib in the family, it will damage the reputation of the whole family." " Sirius cast a drying spell on his hair, and motioned for Hyacinth to sit beside him, "It's as if my mother felt that she had given birth to a wicked child when I entered Gryffindor."

"Nonsense." Hyacinth shook her head. "Look at Regulus, I can't believe he's a Death Eater too. You know what I mean, Regulus doesn't look like that." Such a crazy person, I always thought he could only be a pure-blood at most."

"I know. But Regulus has always been a good baby in the family. He will do things step by step according to my parents' wishes, not to mention the influence of Bella and Lucius. If you want me to say, he is just a fool. The temperament is too weak...that's why I believed them."

"Before I left the school, I hinted that Signus might want to use him to balance the relationship with Cornelia. He seemed to understand, but I don't know if he listened." Hyacinth turned Looking over at Sirius, "He also asked about you, how you were doing." She might never forget the figure of Regulus standing on the steps watching the carriage go away.

"We've drifted apart for a long time due to various reasons, but I still hope that he can find his way back...he's not broken to the bone yet." Sirius took the comb and kissed Hyacinth's hand, "Don't mention this It's over, come and paint the motorcycle with me."

"Painted?"

"Yes." Sirius dug out two bottles of spray paint that he didn't know when he bought them from the locker, and then went into his bedroom to find a sketch and handed it to Hyacinth, "I spent a lot of money on it. Time decided on the acronym—”

"SW?" Hyacinth guessed its meaning in an instant, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Merlin, are you serious?"

"Just seriously. I've had enough of 'Blake' being an unpleasant and annoying surname, and I've decided to adopt a surname of my own. Please add my name to your family tree sometime, In this way, people should call me Sirius White from now on." Sirius braggingly took credit, "I finally came up with such a way, which is unconventional and can tell everyone that I belong to you."

"Merlin, I will definitely be hunted down by the Black family!" Hyacinth noticed that Sirius's flirting skills were improving by leaps and bounds. "Sirius, you are really...you are really..."

"Hey! Don't be like this, you don't have to cry because you can't think of a suitable compliment." Sirius was happy, he pushed her hand away and kissed away the tears, "Speaking of which, I even brought you a gift back. He pulled a thin paper bag from the pocket of his dusty robes. "I hope it's still intact, because I've been too rude a few times with Apparating."

"Gift?" Hyacinth took the paper bag suspiciously, "I remember you were on a mission."

"I sneaked out and bought it when Dorcas was receiving treatment." Sirius said proudly, "I think it will be very suitable for you."

Hyacins opened the paper bag to find a traditional khaki checked cashmere scarf with black, gray, light linen and red stripes across it.

Sirius watched her expression: "It has our hair color, eye color, and a little Gryffindor element on it-do you like it?"

Hyacinth responded with wild kisses.

- October 1978, 10 - Malfoy Manor

A figure appeared in the fireplace, and Lucius Malfoy stepped out across the flames, shaking the ashes off him.

"Lucius?" Mrs. Malfoy, who heard the movement, came over. She realized that her husband's face was very ugly. "What happened?" Narcissa asked tentatively.

"Your good cousin joined the Order of the Phoenix," said Lucius sarcastically, throwing his traveling cloak on the floor, and the house-elf rushed to pick it up. Both Firth and old Avery were badly wounded, and although Amycus badly wounded Dorcas Meadows, the Death Eaters' plan in the north failed and the Dark Lord was furious. Of course, the south was no better Where are you going, Bella and the others were blocked by the Order of the Phoenix after attacking a family of Mudbloods—"

"But they didn't win!" The fireplace burst into green flames again, and Bella strode up to her sister with displeasure, "I'm not like Travers and old Avery, who would fall down." In the hands of a young boy who just graduated!" Bella spoke directly to Narcissa, "Obviously, this kid has decided to completely break up with us."

"He did this two years ago, Bella." Narcissa pursed her lips and reminded, "Did Regulus know about it?"

"Not yet, but he will soon know about his brother's 'excellence'." Bella paced the living room with uncontainable rage, "Regulus should be ashamed, his good brother in the Order of the Phoenix 'Contributed significantly', while he himself is currently 'keeping a low profile' among the Death Eaters—"

"This has nothing to do with Regulus. He himself is not as cruel as little Rozier, nor as scheming as Burster." Narcissa couldn't help defending Regulus. She tried to calm Bella's anger, "When Regu leaves Hogwarts, the Dark Lord will find that besides Rozier and Bulstrode, he also needs people like Regu—"

"Don't lie to yourself, Cissy! Anyone can see that little Rozier and Burst have shared almost all the limelight, not to mention there is a Snape haunting behind the scenes. Want Regulus to get The Dark Lord's blue eyes may take a lot of effort." Bella stopped in her tracks, and she took a deep breath, "Of course, we still have time to make Regu become what the Dark Lord wants... "

Narcissa frowned: "What do you mean, Bella?"

Lucius stroked the serpent's head at the end of his wand, "A mild-tempered man cannot live - whether in the open against the White Wizard or in the dark against other Death Eaters."

"He must know the secrets of superiority..." Bella twitched the corners of her lips, she was disappointed and sullen at her cousin's weakness, "Cissy, you and I can see that Regulus is fascinated by Bulstrode's sister , and this also gave Burst a way to firmly control him."

"Regulus must understand that once he is more powerful than Bostrode, the things that Bostrode is holding him back now will no longer exist." Lucius paused, "and he should understand that feelings are not so important."

"Sirius—"

"He's just a rebellious son of the family, Sissy. You also admit that he left us two years ago, so Sirius must learn to bear the consequences now." Bella said with a sneer, "I dream of taking him away personally." life, so as not to let him tarnish our noble and inviolable surname."

"Perhaps we still have hope that we can convince him to turn his back on his way and choose the path he should take."

Lucius stepped forward and put his hand on his wife's shoulder: "No, Cissy. He has had countless opportunities to choose to come back in the past years, but if he still has a shred of desire to return to his family, Sirius You will not let go of those opportunities. Obviously, your cousin has decided to abandon his surname, so why should you defend him."

"I'm not defending him." Narcissa categorically denied her slip of the tongue, and immediately put on Mrs. Malfoy's perfect mask again, "I just hope that what you are going to do will not hurt Regulus. He suits the gradual approach rather than your aggressive approach, Bella."

"I understand, Cissy. Regulus is my only cousin, and I will not harm him no matter what." Bellatrix smiled contentedly, "But growing up always hurts, I hope These little traumas don't cast a shadow over him."

Narcissa raised her eyebrows: "You already have an idea?"

"Not at all." Bella fiddled with the crystal hangings hanging from the wall, Lucius has always loved these useless fancy decorations, "but you, me and Lucius have already seen little Rozier and Burst, don't you? Cissy, you should also know what kind of people they are, right?"

"You want to watch them play with fire? Let Regulus find out for himself how he was used by these two?"

"No, this person—Rozier can't talk about 'use' of Regulus for the time being. I just want to smash Berstrom's restraint on Regulus. As for Cornelia Rozier, Bellatrix smiled easily, "I believe there is still a lot of competition between her and Burst."

"We need to talk to Regulus during Christmas." Narcissa replied calmly. "Promise me, Bella, don't act rashly until then."

- 1978th February 10 - Unnamed Castle, Cumbria

Francis Watson stepped into the Dark Lord's palace, bowing respectfully.And the aloof Dark Lord raised his hand to stop his movement: "There is no need to do this, dear Francis. I have been looking forward to your visit for a long time."

"You are overrated, great Dark Lord."

"Let's spare the humility, Francis. I asked Signus to send me a potions master, and I'm glad he found you, but I didn't expect you to... evade?"

"That can't be regarded as evasion, great Dark Lord. You have to understand the feelings of an old man. People are always reluctant to take risks when they get old." Francis laughed freely, "The reason I came is because I respect you. Not to obey you."

"This is a bold statement, Francis. If your words were spoken by someone else, I'm afraid I would have taken these words as an offense." The Dark Lord looked down at Francis, and he boldly looked back at the Dark Lord:

"Forgive me, but you should be able to tell the difference between offense and honesty."

"You keep saying that you respect me and are willing to serve me, but you don't want your heir to make potions for me?" The Dark Lord looked at him carefully, "I understand why you don't want to accept the Dark Mark, Yet you must explain why you also refuse to let your daughter serve in my place."

"I can't blow my name, the great Dark Lord." Francis explained calmly without fear of the Dark Lord's gaze, "Margaret is indeed my heir, but she has not inherited the true meaning of my family. Is this , it's embarrassing to say, but you only need to ask a little to know that the child's mind is all about love potions and beauty potions. For a potion family like Watson, love potions and beauty potions are definitely not orthodox .Maybe you think it's harmless, but..."

The Dark Lord sneered: "You don't think highly of your beloved daughter, Francis, that's really strange."

"As a father I naturally love her, as a master of potions..." Francis paused at the right time.The Dark Lord didn't reply, he knocked on the armrest of the stone chair lightly, again and again.After a while, he asked:

"So, as Signus said, would you provide us with Veritaserum and Felicia?"

"Yes, but it's not an endless supply. An overdose of any kind of potion is not a good thing." A faint smile appeared on Francis's face, "I think you are well aware of how powerful these potions have side effects."

There was a hint of threat in the Dark Lord's voice: "You should know the fate of rejecting the Dark Lord, Francis. I'm afraid you take yourself too seriously. Not everyone in this world can bargain with the Dark Lord."

"The more important the talent, the more capital he has to negotiate with the Dark Lord. On this point, I completely trust your judgment." Francis remained expressionless, "Otherwise you wouldn't bother to meet me."

The robe dragged on the ground with a rustling sound, and the Dark Lord got up and walked down the high steps to the old man.He looked at Francis carefully, but could find no trace of lie or fear in it.The Dark Lord craves power, but he also knows how to take a step back at the right time: "Well then, Francis, I agree to your terms."

"Signus will dedicate my potion to you." Francis Watson bowed and slowly exited the palace door.

After solving the serious problem in his heart, Francis did not breathe a sigh of relief.He left the Dark Lord's castle and came to the edge of the cliff to look at the mountains shrouded in mist in the distance. At the other end of the mountains was a lake. The castle in the middle of the lake was the place where the Watson family lived for generations.Before today, Francis never dreamed that the Dark Lord was so close to him.

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Note:

1. Orkney region: an island in northern Scotland.

2. "He is a fool, too weak, that's why he believed them": from Sirius' evaluation of Regulus in the original "Order of the Phoenix".

3.SW: At the beginning, the car was painted with S. Later, Regulus found the sketch 2.0 in Sirius' room. It was constantly changing between "HB" and "SW". Finally, the sketch 3.0 was decided. for SW

4. Cashmere scarf: It is said to be a Scottish specialty?

5. Francis Watson: Margaret's father, Violet's maternal grandfather.A man who fled England with his family at the hands of the Dark Lord.

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