HP's Adagio Minor

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Lola hurried to the end of the corridor and closed the corridor door silently, blocking out the muffled echoes that came one after another.

She is too careless!

Lola was annoyed that her Disillusionment Curse had been broken. It seemed that Slytherin was not useless. If Sallyanne hadn't helped her, she would have been exposed. If she confronted them head-on, she would alarm others...

Various countermeasures flashed through the girl's mind quickly, but the winning rate was not high. It took her a while to settle down—the corridor was quiet outside. Considering that the crisis had not been resolved, Lola did not dare to go out rashly. Decided to stay here for a while.She looked around, and this place obviously belonged to the unopened area of ​​the corridor on the third floor. Hogwarts Castle is very large, and not all the space is fully utilized, so almost every floor has some vacant rooms used as storage rooms, and there is nothing special.

Faint moonlight penetrated through the narrow windows, covering the window sills and floor tiles with a layer of light and dust. Under the cobwebs, the old cloth that was so old that the color could not be seen was covered on the large and small iron boxes.

"Whirlwind clean."

Lola threw a spell casually, and the cloth slid down with the wind—a transparent mirror in the corner caught the girl's attention.It is very majestic, with a height reaching the ceiling, a golden frame with intricate decorations, two claw-shaped feet underneath, and a line of letters engraved on the top of the mirror.

Lola held up the silver light and looked carefully at the talisman on it. The string of unintelligible words obviously had some deep meaning, but she didn't have the mind to guess the riddle right now—the reflection in the mirror was too strange!

Lola saw herself in the mirror, wearing a beautiful one-piece dress, with a small suitcase covered with customs stickers from various countries at her feet; she was standing in a dense ash forest surrounded by a trickling stream. Flowers and green grass, butterflies fluttering, and cuckoos singing in low voices; in the distance, an ancient rock castle, decorated with golden sunset light, is mysterious and majestic, and one can't help but guess the legend about this castle...

Lola has long wanted to travel around the world and travel to places close to nature. At this moment, she felt more relaxed than ever. She smiled, and the corners of her mouth in the mirror also curled up, her hair fluttering in the wind, with joy , Dazzlingly bright smile.

But in the next second, she was stunned. She was not alone in the mirror: a tall and slender figure stood beside her, with messy short light-colored hair pressed into a black felt hat, white and strong hands Holding her tightly, the slender eyes are as gentle as in the memory, but like the blue sky, they gradually become deep...

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In the dimly lit room, the wizards stood in a semicircle facing the throne. The black-robed man sitting on top had a high-pitched and cold voice, and a trembling short figure knelt at his feet, trembling.

"What did you say? Say it again!"

"Lord, master," the goblin stammered, his black eyes wide open in terror, "we try-try to stop-stop them.... of gold-coffers..."

"Imposters? What impostors? I thought Gringotts had a way of identifying impostors, didn't I? Who were they?"

"It's . . . male-boy Po-Potter and two-two mates . . . "?

"Tell me! What did they take?"

"One...a little gold-little gold cup, master-master..."

A screeching sound of anger and doubt enveloped the entire Malfoy Manor, the frenzied, enraged wand slammed down from the air, green light spurted out, slashed again and again—the kneeling goblin rolled to the ground, dead, The wizards around were frightened and fled in all directions, and those who did not escape were killed, leaving no one behind.

After a long time, the furious man in black kicked away the goblin's body. He strode out of the room and entered the dark garden with the sound of the fountain. Under the moonlight, the man's face flashed from the shadows:

He has no hair, has a pair of horrifyingly red eyes, the pupils are vertical, and under the two slender nostrils like a snake, the lipless mouth is making a strange 'hissing' sound-calling in Parseltongue Suddenly, a big snake swam out from the bushes, sticking to him like a long shadow...

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After that frightening figure that was almost suffocating turned into nothingness and disappeared in the courtyard, the young man hiding in the corner of the garden finally heaved a sigh of relief.He walked into the entrance hall, the dark hair under the hood was wet by the night fog, his pale face was tense—he rummaged among the dead bodies on the ground, and dragged out a man— If he hadn't hidden the armor that could absorb the damage of black magic, this person would have died under the powerful curse.

"Legiliency -"

The young man poked his wand straight between the man's eyebrows, and searched for information about the Gringotts vault from one memory after another... Soon, he got what he needed, and then searched for information from the other person's arms. After taking out a small golden key and casting a curse to seal the person's perception, he quickly left the dark and cold room.

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Gringotts, the oldest bank in the wizarding world, is now in a mess.The metal gate was deformed by brute force, hanging precariously on its hinges, the originally smooth marble floor tiles had been cracked, and the walls and pillars were full of traces of flames and corrosion—the smell of blood that couldn’t be concealed—here The goblins and wizards were almost slaughtered.

A surviving goblin huddled in a corner, and before it could sigh a few more times, someone strangled its neck.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Rookwood?" The goblin recognized the person in front of him and trembled in fear, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to go into the vault." The Death Eater's eyes were cold and dangerous, and he threw the yellow golden key to the goblin. "If you don't want to die, you'd better move fast."

"But—the treasury of the Rookwood family is under attack..." the goblin murmured subconsciously, but was frightened into silence by the wand pointed directly at her.

"I thought it was enough to have the key to enter my own vault." Rookwood said arrogantly, "Gringotts messed up this time, otherwise I wouldn't have to come back to check... If you lose the gold cup, you might lose something else - Everything in the treasury is dedicated to the master!"

"When, of course!"

Speaking of 'Master', the goblin was too frightened to hold the golden key, it was too frightened.Rookwood snorted coldly, and after crushing the slender detector that fell on the ground, he followed the goblin towards the small door of the inner hall that was not blown up.

The rough stone corridor burning with torches was blown away by the spell to blast the inner wall of the tunnel, and more than half of the cave roof was shattered and collapsed. After clearing a path, the goblin lumbered into the cart.

"The track leading to your vault was destroyed by the fire dragon, only the one under the waterfall still works, you see..."

The elf answered with a wand pressed against his back.

"Soul out of the body!"

The hoarse voice echoed in the cave, and the goblin's astonished pupils became dazed under the influence of the spell. It turned around, chose the most convenient track as before, started, stopped, and then jumped off the cart. He opened the vault door... the whole process was quiet and docile, as if he didn't even notice that the wizard in front of him had changed his face.

Anti-thieves Waterfall was able to wash away all the magic camouflage, and Polyjuice Potion was not immune to it.

For this period of time, Anos has been pretending to be Moore Tosett, and he has already planned this - spend the whole summer crazily practicing Occlumency, imitating Tossett's movements, tone of voice, and handwriting, and even He also checked his memory if he wanted to.

Anos stepped into the vault of the Rookwood family, perhaps because he had stayed in the Department of Mysteries. Except for the gold coins piled in the corner and the wooden box full of dark gems, it was not so resplendent.There are more treasures in the treasury, all kinds of utensils of rare materials collected from all over Europe, black magic forbidden objects that record forbidden spells, or some family treasures that have disappeared... Each of them has a long history and value Liancheng.

He walked through the brackets with armor and shields, and the silver magic armor made by goblins was illuminated by the night pearl, reflecting the boy's figure - dazzling blond hair, and pale to almost blue cheeks - long-term use A high concentration of medicine can do a lot of harm to the body, but compared to the glory of the family, it is nothing at all.

The von Stillland family's castle in the Black Forest was turned upside down by August Rookwood. He was greedy and cruel, and slaughtered all the house elves, but still got nothing.If the mysterious man hadn't summoned all his subordinates to return to England, he would have continued to stay in Germany, searching for clues about the 'key'.

Anos stopped beside the whole wild ivory carved totem decoration, and there was a hint of sharpness in his blue eyes—he decided not to allow anyone to hurt his relatives and those he cared about.

According to the family secret technique in Rookwood's memory, Anos used magic power to lift the restriction on the treasury. Countless invisible filaments fell from the air, and the stinging powder burned everything on his face and hands. □ skin, the wound oozes fine drops of blood, blended with cold sweat, and drawn into the collar and cuffs.

Anos pulled down the oddly shaped handle in the corner, and the mechanism box on the wall slowly opened, and the treasure inside, which symbolized the last glory of the ancient Wende family, exuded a warm luster.

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Rookwood was awakened by the severe pain of the Black Demon mark on his arm, and the pain in his chest was far less than the stinging pain that penetrated into the bone marrow. Just as he was in a state of confusion, someone slowly approached him.

"Uncle August..."

The familiar voice, and the strong smell of herbs, mixed in the cold room, and Rookwood's grip on his wand relaxed.

"Moore?"

"Yes uncle, are you okay?" Tossett helped Rookwood up from the cold floor, "Are you injured? I have some—"

"No need." The Death Eater waved his hand, as if remembering what happened before he fell into a coma, his face became more and more ugly, "White Fresh Essence doesn't work against the Death Curse," he grinned grimly, "I didn't expect them to dare to attack the Master plot against me."

Yes, he was indeed on the right track, otherwise he wouldn't have been hit by the Elder Wand due to inexplicable dizziness when the Dark Lord was furious, and almost died.And if he is really dead, the part of his power will be divided up by other people - the stupid and stupid Alex, the sinister and cunning Dolokhov, and the mighty but now desolate Lu Hughes Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange... Everyone looked up at that tall figure!

The person who dominates the world is so powerful and so crazy, only the most loyal and capable Death Eaters can gain his trust—he must not be useless like Travers, and become the most unbearable outcast!Even Potter and his two accomplices didn't notice that they were in front of them, and they were controlled by the Imperius Curse and hid in the crevices of the cliff, giggling -- what's the use of keeping such waste? !

Rookwood opened his sleeves, and the dark mark on his arm was wriggling on the skin, as if a real poisonous snake spewed out a message. This severe pain conveyed a message——the stalker had discovered the whereabouts of the prey, and the Dark Lord summoned everyone —he had to get to his master right away and grab the damned Harry Potter.

As for Tossett, he still had doubts at the beginning, but after half a year of observation, he is indeed an obedient and capable child.

"This time, after the master captured Harry Potter, I will recommend you to be baptized as a true Death Eater...Moore, what do you think?"

"Of course, uncle, I am willing to give everything for my master."

Tossit replied respectfully and excitedly, and Rookwood looked at his uncontrollable appearance with satisfaction, but he didn't know the cold killing intent flashed in the other's lowered eyes.

The author has something to say:

The Mirror of Erised makes a small debut, and the details of the mirror image echo the direction of the ending...Keywords [ash wood], [cuckoo], [castle]

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As I write, why do you feel that this pair of fake uncles and nephews is gradually becoming warm? !