HP's Adagio Minor

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United Kingdom? England? Wiltshire

Three figures suddenly appeared on a spacious street, and the leading man looked behind him—the girl in school uniform slipped as she staggered to the ground, her pale yellow hair covered in icy crumbs was messed up by the cold wind— Her expression was in a trance, as if she had been hit by the Imperius Curse.

The other wizard looked younger. He picked up the girl from the ground, but the man earlier looked away contemptuously, "Let's go, don't waste time."

They escorted the girl forward, and on the right side of the road, a row of tall yew hedges, manicured and covered with frost flowers, stretched far away, seemingly without end-until the three of them passed through the transparent barrier, and two doors opened. Imposing wrought-iron gates loomed through the hedges, abstract curlicues contorted into a hideous face that said in an echoing clang of metal, "Say the purpose of your visit."

Rookwood frowned. He waved his wand with his left hand, and the wrought iron gate turned into black smoke.He passed through first, and another person followed with the girl.Inside the door, at the end of the straight driveway, a very decent and dignified lord's mansion came into view.

The girl raised her head, her gray eyes stared blankly at the well-designed garden in front of her. Under the shroud of magic, the green grass was covered here, and a beautiful stream gushed out from the mouth of the fountain. Not far away, there were a few white peacocks quietly parked In the bushes, there is no fear of the severe winter cold.

"It's so leisurely and elegant."

Rookwood grumbled up the wide stone steps, and on both sides of the open door, house-elves huddled timidly at the cracks in the wall and saluted-their master stood in the center of the dim hall, watching with the pale portraits on the wall. with visitors.

"August, you actually have time to bring someone here yourself." Lucius Malfoy said lazily, "It seems that you are not busy with things now... Yes, after all, you are back in England."

"Staying at home all day may be boring, Lucius, but you can actually go out for a walk," Rookwood looked at his empty hands, "You don't need a wand once or twice."

"Shut up!" Lucius snapped, "If you say this..." He suddenly paused, and his eyes moved to the other side of the hall - a woman with a cold expression was slowly walking down the stairs , she walked through the almost large, gorgeous carpet that almost covered the floor, and stood beside her husband.

"Sissy."

"There are so many visitors today," Narcissa Malfoy said coldly, "Our manor is always very lively."

"Standing in the hallway to reminisce about the old days, it shouldn't be a courtesy of the Malfoy family."

The Malfoys walked into the next room with haughty expressions, Rookwood sneered silently, and motioned for the accompanying wizard to escort the girl into the room together.

This is a very spacious living room, the overall decoration is luxurious, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, rich Victorian furniture is arranged in a patchwork, and more pale portraits are hung on the deep purple wallpaper mixed with gold dust. .

Lucius sat down in an armchair in front of the marble fireplace, and Narcissa stood behind him—the gilded mirror above the fireplace reflected the clean chignon at the back of her head, with its delicate ruby ​​hair pins.

"That's her?" Lucius' gray-blue eyes swept across Luna Wolfgood's face, "Yaxley interrogated?"

"He probably thinks he is in power now." Rookwood leaned on the sofa with a face full of disdain, "——The newly appointed 'Director of Magical Law Enforcement' stipulates that everyone who enters and exits the Ministry of Magic must register for interrogation, which is inefficient It's outrageous... This time, Xenophilius Wulfgood should have a better memory."

"He will."

Until Harry Potter was caught and the Dark Lord's wrath was appeased, that crazy guy might not see his only daughter.

"Shut her up in the basement."

As soon as Lucius finished speaking, a house elf appeared and took the girl away. Afterwards, the house was so quiet that only the sound of crackling firewood remained.

"Who is he?" Narcissa looked at the young wizard standing behind Rookwood, who had been silent since entering the door, "I've never seen him before."

"A descendant of my cousin, from the Torsett family in Berlin, Germany, is now my assistant—Moore?"

"Nice to meet, Mrs. Malfoy, Mr. Malfoy."

The young wizard stepped forward and gave a standard aristocratic salute. His English had a little German accent, which somewhat convinced Narcissa and Lucius of his origin.

"The Torsett family helped me develop a lot of local power in Germany, and Moore himself assisted me in entering Durmstrang..." Luke Wood seemed to have something to talk about at once, but his enthusiasm was quickly overwhelmed. A sharp female voice interrupted:

"...No one knows how loyal he is to his master!"

It was a woman in a long black dress, with curly black hair fluffy and loose. She raised her head and walked up to Moore Tosett, and said in an arrogant tone, "Germany also pays attention to pure blood?! "

"Always, Lady Lestrange."

Tossit doesn't seem to care about the other party's yin and yang.

"You know me?" Bella looked suspicious, Britain and Germany were never brothers, Muggles were like this, and so were wizards.

"You are very famous, ma'am."

Tosett's obvious compliment made Bella smile, but then she pulled out her wand and pressed it against the other's neck, "Are you probing us? It doesn't work! I won't believe you guys Germans, pure blood purification is bound to destroy you too..."

"Snapped!"

An explosion spell shook the two of them away, and Rookwood yelled, holding his wand, "Bellatrix, you dare to touch him in front of me! Moore, you don't have to be polite, treating this kind of mad dog like hell Get out your wand!"

"How dare you say that about me!" Bella screamed, with hysterical madness flickering in her crow-like black pupils, "If that's the case, why not test his loyalty here! Cruel..."

"Enough! This is Malfoy Manor!" Lucius said angrily. "If you have any goddamn conflicts, you can go out and settle them—put down your wands!"

"I think so!" Rookwood sneered, "but you can't control her!"

"Bella, put down your wand, the Dark Lord would not wish to see this happen."

"Bella, don't be like this..."

"Hmph!" Bella stopped reluctantly until Narcissa persuaded her. She gave Lukewood a fierce look, and then squinted at Tossett, "I remember you, boy! There is always Chances are, if you are really a loyal servant of the master, you have to prove it to us—"

At this time, there were a few light knocks, and a tall and thin young man was standing by the door of the living room. He was wearing a black wool cloak with a silver and green serpentine emblem embroidered on the front, and his pale pointed face matched the pattern on the wall. The portraits are exactly the same.

"Draco?"

"Sorry, I'm late." Draco Malfoy walked to his mother, "The express train happened halfway through—" He glanced at Rookwood unnaturally, "something , and then the Ministry of Magic sent people to randomly check the students' luggage at the station."

"Is your Apparation class over?"

"Yes, although the practice time at Hogwarts is limited, Principal Snape has arranged for us an extra venue, and the entire Slytherin house has completed the assessment ahead of schedule."

"Very good." Lucius nodded, and the old Slytherins present also took it for granted.

"Aha!" Bella exclaimed strangely, "See, this is the fresh blood that the Death Eaters are looking forward to, British, Slytherin—isn't it, Draco?"

Master Malfoy bowed slightly, "Of course, Aunt Bella."

"Good boy!" She praised, then looked at Rookwood and Tossett provocatively, and stopped talking.

"Hmph, the whole family is here!" Rookwood muttered in a low voice, and sat back on the soft sofa, "Okay, Lucius, I'm not here to argue with you—Ollivander still alive?"

"What, you want to find him?" Lucius subconsciously looked at the opponent's wand, "Is your wand..."

"not mine."

Moore Tossett took out his wand from his bosom, and displayed it upside down in front of everyone. They saw that the thick, obviously not British-style wand had rough scratches on its body, and a corner was missing from the handle. , as if it had been bitten by something—fortunately, the core of the stick was not exposed.

"That idiot Greyback only knows how to claim credit, and he can't even tell his own people." When he mentioned the group of werewolves, he became angry, "But it's nothing, the key is—"

Everyone's attention turned to the mithril ring inlaid in the handle of the wand.

"What is this?" Draco squinted, staring at the double-headed eagle symbol on the mithril ring and asked.

"The school badge of Durmstrang, Mr. Malfoy." Torsett explained, "I have taken high-level dark arts courses, and this protective ring will absorb black magic energy to reduce the power of spells."

Now that he was no longer a student of Durmstrang, he naturally did not need to obey such constraints.

"Moore, I have to say that black art is a practical academic, and your foundation in Durmstrang is not solid enough." Having said that, but the expression on Rookwood's face is completely opposite, the Malfoy family After hearing about the background of this young wizard, he restrained his contempt a little——Durmstrang, as one of the very few black magic schools, has a great reputation in the entire magic world. The graduates are even more active in countries all over the world, almost the elite among the elite.

"Hmph, no one can act without the master's order!"

"That's right! That's why I asked the Dark Lord for instructions!" Rookwood's words successfully silenced Bella's yelling. He stared at Lucius and said pointedly, "Besides, O If Levander can remake Peter Pettigrew's wand, there must be a way to make another one. . . a little more work isn't wasting time, is it?"

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------------ Easter egg? Extra episode? Platinum Rhapsody ---------

Since... Draco has had to adapt to the frequent presence of dark shadows at home.

Although he lives in the school all year round, the demure Malfoy in his memory is no longer what it used to be, and it has become more and more gloomy in the familiar or unfamiliar faces, representing the identity of these people is the terrible mark engraved on the left arm—— —They are arrogant, but they are pious and fearful when facing their masters.

They are Death Eaters.

He is a follower and loyal servant of the Dark Lord.

They were powerful, tyrannical, and ubiquitous, and his life was surrounded by them.The Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, and even the whole of England have fallen. For this reason, he no longer needs to choose and resist the path he will take in the future—he will also become such a hero just like his parents and his godfather. The heirs of the faith became the subjects of the Dark Lord.

In fact, he already is.

This is an extremely honorable, yet equally terrifying identity.When he finally mustered up the courage to point his wand at Albus Dumbledore, he thought he was ready, but everything could only wake him up from his cowardice, even if he didn't want to admit it, but he Still can't do that decisively.

The life and death of others is just in one thought.

There is no doubt that the Death Eaters are never short of ambition, as they follow the greatest, most powerful, immortal masters who ever lived.And those pilgrims came forward one after another and gathered in England, the center of the magic world, in order to obtain the forgiveness of the Dark Lord.

Like, that Moore Tosett.

Although the other party's family background is inconspicuous, they are just the late nobles from Berlin, but the whole family was shot dead by German Aurors because they supported the activities of Death Eaters.Such a funeral seems to be a good reputation, especially after he fled in embarrassment and traveled thousands of miles to join his cousin.

Since Augustust Rookwood gained a lot of money and connections in Germany, his status has gradually risen to the forefront of the Death Eaters.And after he handed in a secret key, the Dark Lord has reused him, sent him to investigate clues in Germany, and even gave him the right to temporarily keep the secret key.

Rookwood naturally regards it as a kind of honor, and will only give him greater benefits after his master personally explores the treasure, and a candidate like Moore Tosett who is familiar with Germany's internal affairs will undoubtedly give him an extra boost .

However, in contrast, his father had gradually lost power—the entire Malfoy family was in panic.

Throughout the winter vacation, he continued to practice black magic under the guidance of his father. Although he, as the heir of the Malfoy family, had excellent magical talent and received an excellent education since he was a child, he was still impressed by this advanced magic system. strenuous.During this period of time, Rookwood often took his German nephew in and out of the manor frequently. During a chance encounter, Moore Tosett demonstrated it at the request of his uncle, and easily compared his spell to down.

Since then, his impression of Moore Tosett has been greatly reduced, and he no longer sticks to the stereotype of the past-that guy who is always flattering and hypocritical is obviously an ambitious person, and he has also studied in Germany. Armstrong.

Sometimes he couldn't help but think, what would he have looked like if he had entered Durmstrang?Will he also be called back at such an 'extraordinary moment', to be rewarded for his superb black magic skills, or to be held in high esteem? !

But one thing is for sure, there is absolutely no 'Gryffindor', so he will have a lot less fun-this is why he never tires of checking those idiots in school, because only in this way can he temporarily forget Those dirty things involving family power.

Today, Hogwarts has been firmly controlled by darkness, Slytherin's status is above the other three houses, and those noisy 'rebels' are becoming increasingly crazy.They wrote rebellious slogans on the walls and let the students escape from confinement. Something seemed to keep them inspired, even in the face of whipping and Cruciatus Curse.

Whenever at this time, he would always think of a person uncontrollably in his mind, yes!It's him!That boy who lived, that daring wanted man!He and his henchmen fled, but time and time again they escaped capture, and even relied on their own shit luck to even miss the Dark Lord in Godric's Hollow.

But, he will die after all!The Dark Lord is so powerful that no one can defeat him - even if the 'Golden Boy' has won once, will there be a next time?Will there be more? !What if Potter really died?Will the darkness last forever, so that everyone will never see the light of day? !

He didn't dare to let himself think wildly anymore, but the more he did, the thought swallowed up like a black hole in his heart, to the point that it tortured him so much that he couldn't sleep at night.Perhaps, the only thing he should do now is to continue to strengthen his Occlumency, otherwise the entire Malfoy family will be in doom.

It was never what he wanted, nor was it what his parents expected.

"Sanctimonia Vincet Semper"

The blood of the old Malfoy family must be passed on - no matter how it is used.

The author has something to say:

Oh oh oh~~~ The story of the original book has started

Still can’t help but shoot at Draco~~Anyway, the author just thinks that Xiaolong’s failure to confess Harry is based on Rowling’s description, which is a natural weakness, otherwise he wouldn’t feel guilty in the bathroom. Yalishan was so big that she cried secretly (tsk tsk, the reason why people feel distressed must have something to do with her appearance), she was seen by Myrtle and revealed it to Harry, and in the end she was tragically beaten by Shenfeng Wuying (the reason why people feel distressed must be related to It’s about appearance, really!!) Although many people will whitewash him, saying that the goodness in his heart has sprouted or something, but they still choose to move closer to the original book—anyway, the kind Draco will collapse the character. .But Draco, who is contradictory in his heart and cranky, is more suitable for puberty, a middle-school boy who has been pushed by his seedlings! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Didn’t see it! Whitewashing is invalid!!)