HP Midnight Light

- 1979 March 3 - Port Albert, Liverpool

Accompanied by the sound of Apparition, four figures appeared in the deserted port.Two of them worked together to support the third man. His eyes were half-closed, his face was pale, and blood had already soaked through the robe on his chest.

"Baixian! Blood Tonic!"

Rodolphus cried. He tore off Rabastan's clothes, and saw a deep wound appearing on his chest, from which blood was flowing out continuously. Make a weak groan.

"Come on! Alecto!" Amycus knelt down and pressed the torn cloth against the wound, but it didn't help.Alecto hurriedly found the white meat and the blood tonic, and handed it to his brother. He pulled out the cork and poured a whole bottle of white blood on Rabastan's wound.A thin puff of smoke immediately rose from the place touched by Bai Xian, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Alecto whispered reassuringly, "He'll be all right, Rodolphus."

"Rabasta? Rabasta!" Rodolfos bent down and patted Rabasta's cheek, and the latter's eyelids trembled in response.

"We can't stay here for long." Amycus grabbed Rodolphus' shoulders, and his sister looked around vigilantly with her wand raised, "We must bring him back, or the Order of the Phoenix will find us soon. "

"He can't Apparate yet!"

"Otherwise we'll have to leave him!" cried Alecto angrily. "Don't whine, Rodolphus!"

"This will make him feel better, at least until the castle." Amycus unscrewed the blood tonic and opened Rabastan's mouth for him to swallow, and he and Rodolphus stared at him nervously.The effect of the potion was immediate, Rabastan's face regained some blood, and he even woke up from a coma and opened his eyes.

Rodolphus hurriedly asked, "How do you feel?"

Labastan nodded, struggling to sit up.

"Except your weapons!"

A red light illuminated the night.

Alecto growled: "They're coming!"

Rodolphs didn't hesitate anymore, he put Rabastan on his shoulders, and the Carlo brothers and sisters covered them on both sides. Before the Order of the Phoenix approached, Rodolphs fled into the darkness with his younger brother.

The bitter mountain wind beat against their faces, and the Dark Lord's castle was within reach.

"He needs healing!" Rodolphus yelled, Rabastan looking even weaker after the long distance Apparation.He coughed violently with his eyes wide open, and Amycus hurried forward to help Rodolphus carry him through the barrier into the Death Eaters' lair.

"Snape! Snape!" Alecto yelled as soon as he entered the door. "We need potions..."

Her words were interrupted by a scream, and Alecto hurriedly turned his head, only to see that Rabastan had fallen to the ground, his eyes were wide open, foam was constantly spitting out of his mouth, his face was blue, and his limbs were twitching again and again. .

"Rabasta! Rabasta!"

"Hiss—uh——" Rabastan's chest was raised high, his body formed a strange arch, and he moaned and panted intermittently in pain.

"There is a problem with the blood tonic!" Amycus yelled. He stared at the dying Rabastan, his face paler than this dying person. "Hurry up! — urgent treatment is needed here!"

"What's wrong with him?" Bellatrix's voice came from afar, and behind her were several Death Eaters who stayed behind in the castle. Ladu showed a look of surprise: "He was poisoned?"

No one commented on this obvious sentence, Severus Snape pushed through the crowd and rushed forward: "Give him this." He forcibly propped up Rabastan's head and poured a large bottle of potion into it down his throat.Rabastan choked and coughed, and some of the potion was spat onto his robes, but Snape poured the rest into it without blinking.

Rodolphus was at a loss as to help Rabastan wipe off the stain on his chin: "What is this?"

"The antidote," Snape replied simply. "What did he drink?"

"The latest blood tonic that Signus brought." Amycus replied, and he immediately saw Signus in the crowd. "The blood tonic is poisonous."

Before Signus could respond to the accusation, Rabastan's body suddenly shook violently. He instinctively tilted to one side and vomited profusely. Rodolphus and Alecto were the first to scream—— They all saw that Rabastan's vomit was an ominous, viscous black substance.

After vomiting foreign currency, Rabastan made a wheezing sound in his throat, and he slowly lay back on the floor, staring at the ceiling half dead.

But Snape stepped forward and opened his mouth again, pouring the same dose of antidote for the second time.

"Is something going to happen to him?" Rodolphs almost yelled.

"I don't know." Snape replied bluntly, "I have to see the composition of the poison before I can be sure - someone sent him to the infirmary." He stuffed the third bottle of antidote to Rodolphus, "Let him drink the third bottle after he vomits this time, and then put a piece of bezoar in his mouth. Amycus, do you have any remaining blood tonic?"

Amycus looked at Alecto, who rummaged through her pockets for a while: "There's another bottle."

Snape took it, then looked at Bellatrix - who was in charge here when the Dark Lord was away or didn't want to - "You'd better inform the Dark Lord and anyone else out there, not only Blood tonic, don't touch that batch of medicine."

"I know." Bella had already realized that something serious had happened, but before she could raise her wand, the gate of the Dark Lord's castle was knocked open again.

"He needs treatment!" Evan Rozier, half-carried and half-dragged by Mulciber and Dolokhov, had exactly the same symptoms as Rabastan.

"What are you still doing, go find the Dark Lord!" Snape called to Bella, and she turned and ran along the corridor to the Dark Lord's room, "The antidote is here!" He repeated to Evan What did Rabastan do, "What did he take?"

"A small amount of Felicia."

Dolohov stared at the remaining Death Eaters with a gloomy face: "We want to use Veritaserum to interrogate the whereabouts of several wizards of the Order of the Phoenix, and they appeared in exactly the same condition as Evan, and died soon. We thought they pre-dosed the poison themselves, but within 2 minutes of Evan drinking Felicia—"

"He's not the first victim." Amycus responded, and he looked at Signus, whose face changed slightly, "I think you will have a lot to explain."

Before Signus could reply, two people's footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

The Dark Lord came to the hall in an instant, and he looked down at Evan who was unconscious on the ground with a disconcerted expression.Obviously, he had already heard Bella tell the general story, he even skipped the basic inquiry, and looked directly at the Carlos and Bellatrix: "Go and bring Watson and his daughter, to live."

Then, grabbing the nearest man roughly, he rolled up his sleeve and hung his hand over the Dark Mark.After the Carlo brothers and sisters looked at each other, they walked out the door with Bellatrix.

"Put him with Rabastan." Snape ordered, he got up and opened the blood tonic that Alecto gave him, first sniffed it, then poured out a small amount and twisted it on his fingertips, carefully observing the color of the potion , After a long while, he raised his head and said to the Dark Lord, "I'm sorry, master, I can't judge the complete ingredients of this medicine at the moment, but I can make an antidote based on what I know."

"How long do you need?"

"Soon." Snape replied, "I just need to add some herbs to the existing antidote, but if you want to completely detoxify, you must make potions to do it."

The Dark Lord waved his hand, and Snape bowed and stepped back slowly.He glanced at the filth on the ground, and looked straight at Signus with scarlet snake eyes. His face was pale, but he still looked calm.

"Do you have anything to say?" The Dark Lord's high, grim voice echoed in the hall, the tone he used when he was angry.Signus lowered his eyes, cold sweat streaming from his brow:

"No, master. I don't know what it is."

"We'll figure it out soon." The Dark Lord sneered. "Everyone, go to the infirmary. We've got a good show to watch today..."

Labastan and Evan were lying on the hospital bed. Although they no longer had those terrible symptoms, they were still unconscious.

Twenty or ten minutes later, the medical room was gradually filled with people, and the Death Eaters who were on a mission outside were suddenly called back without warning.It was only when they stepped into the medical room that they learned what had happened from other people.

Lucius was probably the one closest to the truth present. He glanced at Signus quietly, and couldn't help thinking about how the day would end.

The Dark Lord stared at the wall, Nagini coiled at his feet.He will never allow betrayal -- no matter what form it takes.

Signus stood alone in a corner, and the current situation did not allow him to think wildly.He thought quickly about what was going on.Obviously, he didn't touch the potions at all, so the problem could only be with Francis, but Francis—

"Master!" The door of the ward was pushed open, and the brothers and sisters Carlo and Bella walked in one after another with Francis and his daughter.

"Dark Lord." Francis nodded calmly, "You came to me and Maggie in such a hurry, must something serious happen?"

"You guessed it? Francis, you are so smart."

"It's easy to think about." Francis looked around the ward, his eyes fixed on the two unconscious people, "Someone tampered with my medicine?"

At the same time Snape walked into the ward with a steaming antidote-potion, walked over the others to Evan and Rabastan, and poured the potion down their throats.

"I don't think their lives are in danger, my lord. But if it comes to a complete recovery, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

"Thank you, Severus." The Dark Lord's voice echoed. "Someone has mixed your potion with a poison that even Severus can't break, Francis."

"After the potion was made, I handed it to Signus myself." Francis frowned, and looked directly at Signus as he spoke. "I don't know which link is wrong."

"Are you sure?" The Dark Lord smiled softly, "Francis, don't play tricks on me, I know very well that some potions are only passed down from generation to generation in ancient families."

"Master, I swear I didn't—"

"Shut up, Signus." The Dark Lord interrupted his defense coldly, and he stared dangerously at Francis, "Francis, how do you want me to trust you? You cunning and scheming old fox. "

Francis seemed to sigh, and then he said suddenly and decisively: "I understand that I have nothing to do with this matter, and the Dark Lord will not believe me, even though I am innocent and framed." He took Looking at his daughter with a determined look, "Maggie."

Signus said rashly: "You don't have to do that, Francis..."

"I'm sure I didn't put poison in the potion." Francis interrupted Signus, and he looked at Margaret, who nodded quietly.

"Are you sure?" the Dark Lord asked with a pun.

"I'm sure." Francis boldly looked back at the Dark Lord with a firm tone.

"Maggie—"

"Neither my daughter nor I will be innocent." Francis looked straight ahead. "I don't want to do this, but it seems that this is the only way to prove our innocence."

Signus let go of his hand dejectedly, and he clenched his teeth.Margaret stepped forward under the eyes of everyone, Snape looked at her complicatedly and stepped aside. The box that Francis handed to Signus appeared in front of Margaret, and she pulled it out casually. A bottle of blood tonic.

"I wish you good health, father." She swirled the red liquid in the bottle and drank it down.

Lucius' body shook with an inaudible frequency.

There was no sound in the infirmary.Everyone is counting silently in their hearts.One second, two seconds, three seconds... Margaret was safe and sound... Ten seconds, 11 seconds, 12 seconds... The eyes of the father and daughter met in the air... 37, 38, 39...Suddenly, Margaret Te's body shook for a moment, and the effect of the medicine took place at an alarming speed. She staggered and fell to her knees suddenly, foaming at the mouth like Rabastan and Evan.Margaret struggled to unbutton her cloak, gasping for breath, as if she was about to suffocate.

Francis gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes mixed with hatred and fear.

"Maggie!"

"Don't move!" The Dark Lord yelled loudly, and Signus trembled. He took back the steps he was going to take, and stared at the floor tiles in front of him.Margaret's cheeks were flushed abnormally, and the poison was boiling in her blood.She struggled to reach the antidote that Snape had placed on the cabinet, and it was obvious to anyone that this was a last-ditch effort by a dying man.

Snape asked softly, "Master?"

"Look at him," the Dark Lord hissed, and the Carlo brothers immediately grabbed Francis' arm, and he struggled desperately to save his only daughter.

Margaret's movements slowed down, her body twitched one last time, her nails scraping desperately across the cabinet door.There were several terrified gasps in the infirmary, and Margaret's hands fell limply to the ground, and she remained motionless.

At this moment, the second hand on the wall had just completed a circle.

There was a chilling silence in the infirmary, and Lucius strangled his hand tightly.

"No!" Francis let out a heart-piercing scream. He threw off the shackles of the Carlo brothers and sisters, and rushed forward regardless of the Dark Lord's threatening eyes. "Maggie, Maggie, Maggie..." He trembled and turned Passing her daughter's body, Margaret had already closed her eyes, a tear appeared in the corner of her eyes, "No—"

Snape suddenly bent down and felt Margaret's pulse: "She's not dead yet." He picked up the remaining antidote-potion, "Can you still help?"

Francis trembled violently and helped support Margaret's head so that Snape could pour the solution into it: "Will she come back to life? Will she?" Francis hugged his daughter tightly, bewildered like a child inquired.

"She will." Snape felt Margaret's pulse again. "She needs a second potion." He looked back at the Dark Lord, whose face was colder than ice.The Dark Lord nodded and allowed Snape to get a new potion, but his eyes fell on Signus:

"I think it's pretty clear."

"No, the Dark Lord," Francis raised his head suddenly, he looked at the Dark Lord, his eyes were red, "I don't think it was done by Signus, he has no reason and no need to harm his colleagues."

- March 1979, 3 - Greenwich

When Hyacinth awoke from her dream, she found herself lying in a warm embrace. .

"Sirius?" Hyacinth thought she was still dreaming, and blinked, only to realize that her head was still resting on his arm, and his other arm was around her waist.

"Hmm." Sirius snorted lazily, tightening his arms to hug her even tighter.

"Aren't you coming back tomorrow?"

"The task is complete, I came back early alone." Sirius still closed his eyes, but kissed her forehead, "I want to see you sooner."

Hyacins laughed at this childish coquetry, put her arms around his waist, and buried her head in his arms.

"I've been thinking about our wedding," Sirius stretched out his hand and slowly combed her hair, "What do you like?"

"wedding?"

"Yeah, it's time for us to arrive after James and Lily's wedding. Do you want to be in spring or autumn?" Sirius smiled lowly, "I think the sooner the better, but spring will have nothing to do with the white wedding dress." better."

"Then as you wish, in the fall," replied Hyacins. "We can take a picture in the spring."

"Photos?" Sirius paused his fingers, "You mean...the kind that Muggles take in front of churches?"

"Yes." Hyacinth was suddenly a little embarrassed, and she whispered, "Maybe we can have a Muggle wedding. Walk to the altar together and let the priest bless us..."

"It's up to you, I like things about Muggles." Sirius rested his chin on the top of Hyacinth's head, and he smelled the fragrance of her hair contentedly, "We can live in the country after we get married, one Where you can see the sky."

"A house facing south, you like sunshine."

"After all those years in the orphanage, you'll love sunny places as much as I do." Sirius stroked her hair, "We're going to have a yard big enough so our kids can be at home." Play Quidditch."

"What if their flying skills are inherited from me?"

"Oh... no, their father is the best batsman in Gryffindor." Sirius said triumphantly, "They can form a Quidditch team with James' children and lead Gryffindor won the House Cup."

"How many children do you want? I mean, if nothing else."

"Maybe two or three? I've even thought of names." Sirius continued fluently, "Elise, Rosalind, Heather, Yolanda..."

"You only considered girls' names?"

"I could name more boys - Charles, Alexander, Nicholas..."

"It's strange, these are common male names, I thought you would keep the tradition of naming stars."

"I do have one: Sinclair. The name is similar to both of us." Sirius' eyelashes quivered. "And, I don't want our son to have the same name as anyone in the Black family."

"I like Charles and Alexander."

"Then use these two," Sirius said. "Do you have a white dress?"

"Yes." Hyacinth raised her head from his arms, "Didn't you want to—"

"The sun is just right today." Sirius slowly blocked the sunlight leaking from the blinds with his fingers, "I remember there is a church nearby, right?"

It's a pity that there are too many unmarried couples who came here today, and the priest's appointments are already full.Sirius was a little disappointed, feeling that he had dressed up for nothing.

"It's okay, we can take a photo." Hyacinth comforted, "Look, the other grooms are looking at you jealously."

"But I think they're all looking at you." Sirius pretended to be annoyed to block the sight of others. They were undoubtedly the most eye-catching couple here, and all the brides and grooms queuing couldn't help casting their gazes repeatedly.

A few minutes later, the urgently developed photos were sent to them. Sirius borrowed a fountain pen from the photographer and wrote a note on the back of the photo: March 1979, 3, Hyacinth and Sirius.

"I want to buy a nice picture frame." Hyacinth leaned against Sirius to watch him finish writing this line.

"Of course." Sirius carefully dried the ink marks, "put it by our bedside, will you?"

"No, put it in the living room. This way all the guests who come can see it."

"Then put it in the living room."

The photos preserve their frozen smiles, and no matter how many years pass or the years pass, the people in the photos will have eternal sweetness, happiness and joy.

It's not the best of times, but it's the best of times.

At the grocery store they got a picture frame, and Sirius bought a box of chocolates and a bouquet of flowers as Valentine's Day make-up gifts.

"Should I buy you something too?"

"I have already received your gift." Sirius blinked.Hyacinth froze for a moment, then threw herself into his arms with a blushing face:

"I have another gift for you."

"What is it?"

Hyacinth smiled without saying a word. After returning home, she went straight into the room and dug out the "perfume" Margaret gave her from the suitcase.

"Close your eyes," she said to Sirius, and tapped three times.She smelled the smell of ink, the aroma of red bean bread, and the cold and faint fragrance of Sirius that seemed to come from the ocean.

"Margaret gave it to you?" Sirius quickly guessed, "I should thank her well."

Hyacinth bit the other man through the clothes, and Sirius hugged her horizontally. Hyacinth giggled and kicked off his shoes while tearing off his tie.

In the bedroom, the sunlight is cut into fine pieces by the shutters.The scent of perfume in the air was still dancing frivolously, the long skirt and suit were scribbled on the ground together, and the black and white colors were like the keys of a piano.Their owners have no time to care about the messy clothes, and the tenderness and joy after reuniting after a long absence are more real and charming than anything else.

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Note:

1. The sex of Rodolphs and Labastan is not important here.

2. Signus wasn't done after that, he was active as a Death Eater until 1981.

3. [We can live in the country...]: Excerpted from Harry's lines in the third movie.

4. [Elise, Rosalind, Heather, Yolanda]: They are all girl names named after flowers, remember them.

5. [Sinclair]: Sinclair, meaning "sharp mind", generally used as a surname.It is said that it also has the meaning of stars.

6. Photos & Chocolates: They were taken by Hyacinth a few years later.Many years passed before Margaret's daughter discovered them.

7. Assuming that Snape is still working in logistics at this time, it is not until he becomes a double agent that he starts to come to the stage.

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