hp Ouroboros
Chapter 241
This year's Christmas is not as merry as it used to be for a small number of people.
Ever since Harry discovered Mr. Weasley was bitten by a snake in a 'dream', he and the Weasley family didn't go back to school and took two days off.The students at the school didn't know exactly what happened, but thought that Mr. Weasley was injured, and Harry went to visit him because he was close to the Weasleys.
On the first day of the Christmas holiday, Sylvia and Camille directly apparated back to Sylvia's manor.Sitting at the dining table, Camille originally thought that they needed to have lunch with Bellatrix, who was imprisoned in the manor for life. She endured for a long time without reaching out and dragging the whole plate of small cards in front of her directly to herself. When she came back to her senses, she found that Sylvia had already started eating on her own.
"Hey! Why did you just eat it! Where's Bella? She won't spend Christmas with us?" Camille tapped her porcelain plate with a silver fork dissatisfied.
"Oh! Yes..." Sylvia swallowed the salmon in her mouth and nodded. "Her research seems to have made a small breakthrough. This Christmas may be spent in the potions room."
"You didn't even remember to tell me?!" Camille yelled in disbelief. She didn't know where the little bit of etiquette that she had pretended a few minutes ago was lost. The stacked plates of beef short ribs were dragged in front of him.
"You care about this? Where is Miss Black?"
"Hmm..." Camille shook his head falteringly with meat steaks in his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed the food, "I don't really care, but, uh, after all, it's someone I don't know very well, It's weird to spend Christmas together."
Sylvia nodded understandingly, "Perhaps Miss Black thought so too, so she chose to spend the holiday with Professor Snape this year."
"Pfft!!! Cough cough cough cough..." Camille grabbed his cup at the moment the juice was sprayed out, at least he sprayed something in the cup without affecting the delicious food on the table, "cough cough cough ...What did you say?! Professor Snape? Bella?"
Compared to Camille's shock, Sylvia seemed very calm, "Potions room, remember what I just said? Miss Black's small breakthrough in research requires potions, although I believe that the all-a There are also high attainments, but they are not as good as Professor Snape."
"She told me about it a few days ago, and I agreed--Christmas, it's nice to have a companion, isn't it~" Sylvia playfully told the shocked Camille who opened his mouth wide Blink.
Before Camille could recover from the picture of the stern-faced Professor Snape in his imagination and the academically focused Bella Black in the same room after returning to normal, Sylvia took out the A letter, let it float to Camille.
"Since Miss Black is mentioned, let you know this too. It was also given to me by Miss Black when she told me about Christmas a few days ago."
Camille shuddered, and pulled himself out of the indescribable picture in his head, took the letter, and scanned it quickly, Hei Jun's eyebrows frowned.
"This is...?" Of course Camille knew who wrote the letter, and signed it as 'Narcissa Malfoy' at the end, which clearly explained the origin of the letter, but the handwriting was not scribbled. Malfoy-style pleas for help looked very suspicious.
"About the beginning of the month, Miss Black received a letter from a house-elf of the Malfoy family. After that, Miss Black tried to let Kreacher go to Malfoy Manor, but it couldn't get in—Malfoy Manor was closed .”
"Closed?! What does this mean? Isn't Malfoy still studying at school? He also went back for Christmas. If it is closed, where will he go?"
"Because she couldn't contact the manor, she came to ask for help. Some of my... should say 'allies' in the Ministry of Magic said that Big Malfoy is still working in the Ministry of Magic. Although he looks a little tired, he is working as usual. They It’s business as usual in the family business.”
Sylvia put down the knife and fork, looked at Camille with icy blue eyes, very serious, "We can only guess that Mrs. Malfoy is under house arrest, and Draco Malfoy was asked to do something, very Dangerous, something he's not capable of doing."
"Are you going to help them?" Camille asked.
Sylvia was silent for a while, then nodded, "It should be, after all, it is the family of the ancestor's disciples, but I need to ask Draco to clarify first. I need a little time not to be noticed by others."
"Okay! The Weasley Brothers' idea was almost finished. I wrote to them directly and told them that I will do the rest for them. After Christmas, I will make some tricks for that pink toad. There is this Something, I guarantee that no one will notice that you are talking to Malfoy in a short time." Camille laughed enthusiastically, showing sharper canine teeth than ordinary people.
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Even if some Hogwarts students or professors didn't have a particularly happy Christmas, when they saw Umbridge blushing and screaming at a swamp in the corridor on the sixth floor on the east side of the castle, it was certain that, Everyone is happy.
The students formed a large circle along the wall, and the teachers and ghosts were also in the crowd. Everyone looked at the scene in amazement-the corridor surrounded by rough ancient stones had completely disappeared, and now it has changed. It became a green channel, thick moss and various plants covered the walls, and some hung down from the top. The stone floor became a water channel of unknown depth, with duckweed on it, some aquatic Plants grow out of water.It didn't look like a castle corridor at all, and no one would believe that this swamp passage was originally part of the old castle without looking back at where they were standing.
"What is this!!!" Umbridge snarled sharply, her face was so red that she could see a trace of purple, "A mischief! Absolutely not allowed!" She waved the wand in her hand, but the wand in front of her was no longer suitable. The swamp passage in the upper corridor remained motionless, and there were some ripples and a string of bubbles in the dark green water with duckweed, which brought a low and strange sound.
Umbridge took two steps back in fright, and stepped on Filch, the administrator who was standing behind her. Laughing especially loudly, the Weasley twins even cried tears of laughter.
"Who is it!!" Umbridge quickly got up and let out a sharp growl at the students who were watching, but her thick foundation was ripped off by the wrinkles squeezed out of anger and fright Putting on some powder, a patch of foundation white and some of her originally slightly darker complexion made Umbridge's anger lose some prestige, and even the students who were frightened by some kind of creature that seemed to exist in the swamp couldn't help but shut up mouth, lowered his head and suppressed a smile.
"You guys think it would be fun to turn a hallway in your school into a swamp?!!"
"Very interesting, yes," said Fred, who was standing in the front, looking up at her without any sign of fear.
"That's right! That's a great idea! What superb magic, isn't it?" said George, who was standing next to Fred, loudly, like his twin brother, facing Umbridge's furious and contorted face in the same way. no fear.
No idiot would admit that this swamp was made by himself, even if Umbridge stared at the Weasley brothers fiercely, they raised their heads and said that they didn't return to school until noon-this swamp was the last day of Christmas vacation It was discovered by Filch early in the morning - it has to be said that Filch's screams piercing through the thick castle walls have simply broken the limit for his age, and there is also a comparison of the 'time of the incident' accurate inference.
While everyone was admiring Umbridge, who seemed to be going crazy, and the completely changed swamp version of the corridor in front of him, no one noticed that Sylvia, who was at the end of the crowd, called away the only son of the Malfoy family.
Walking into an empty classroom, Sylvia threw a dozen ignore spells on the door with a backhand.
Sylvia turned around and looked at the classroom. The windows were completely covered by heavy curtains, and the dilapidated wooden tables and chairs were piled up at the end of the classroom, leaving a large open space covered with a thick layer of dust, Sylvia Via shrugged and said, "Hmm... the classroom that hasn't been used for a long time is a bit dirty."
Draco didn't speak. In addition to the visible tiredness and vigilance in the gray-blue eyes, Sylvia took out the letter and handed it to Draco. became whiter.
"There's no one here now, so I won't waste my time talking clichés." Sylvia said straight to the point, "Your mother asked Miss Black, your aunt, Bellatrix Black, to help you, But you should also know that she can't leave my estate without approval, so she asked me for help. Based on my future personal plans, there is a good chance that Miss Black will be my partner, so I am willing to listen Listen to what you have to say."
"I didn't..." Draco shook his head, looking like he was about to say no.
"I suggest to Mr. Malfoy, you'd better think it through before you speak." Sylvia immediately interrupted Draco, and Draco gasped with a solemn expression, "I'd like to 'listen to what you have to say. ', does not mean that I have to help you. But I personally suggest that you seriously and comprehensively think about the current situation—through the elf Kreacher, we already know the situation of the closure of Malfoy Manor."
"You only have one chance to answer the help I proposed. If you refuse, I will not ask you any more. This does not violate my promise to Miss Black, so you should think carefully about it."
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"'That man' wants to come to the school in person?! He wants little Malfoy to find a way to get him here? He wants him to kill Dumbledore?!" Camille yelled from the empty classroom they had occupied for a long time on the fifth floor Jumped up on the armrest sofa, "Merlin's old man is demented! How did 'that man' see that Malfoy is the one who can complete these two tasks at the same time?! Especially the task of killing Dumbledore... I Now I really think his head is broken!"
Ever since Harry discovered Mr. Weasley was bitten by a snake in a 'dream', he and the Weasley family didn't go back to school and took two days off.The students at the school didn't know exactly what happened, but thought that Mr. Weasley was injured, and Harry went to visit him because he was close to the Weasleys.
On the first day of the Christmas holiday, Sylvia and Camille directly apparated back to Sylvia's manor.Sitting at the dining table, Camille originally thought that they needed to have lunch with Bellatrix, who was imprisoned in the manor for life. She endured for a long time without reaching out and dragging the whole plate of small cards in front of her directly to herself. When she came back to her senses, she found that Sylvia had already started eating on her own.
"Hey! Why did you just eat it! Where's Bella? She won't spend Christmas with us?" Camille tapped her porcelain plate with a silver fork dissatisfied.
"Oh! Yes..." Sylvia swallowed the salmon in her mouth and nodded. "Her research seems to have made a small breakthrough. This Christmas may be spent in the potions room."
"You didn't even remember to tell me?!" Camille yelled in disbelief. She didn't know where the little bit of etiquette that she had pretended a few minutes ago was lost. The stacked plates of beef short ribs were dragged in front of him.
"You care about this? Where is Miss Black?"
"Hmm..." Camille shook his head falteringly with meat steaks in his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed the food, "I don't really care, but, uh, after all, it's someone I don't know very well, It's weird to spend Christmas together."
Sylvia nodded understandingly, "Perhaps Miss Black thought so too, so she chose to spend the holiday with Professor Snape this year."
"Pfft!!! Cough cough cough cough..." Camille grabbed his cup at the moment the juice was sprayed out, at least he sprayed something in the cup without affecting the delicious food on the table, "cough cough cough ...What did you say?! Professor Snape? Bella?"
Compared to Camille's shock, Sylvia seemed very calm, "Potions room, remember what I just said? Miss Black's small breakthrough in research requires potions, although I believe that the all-a There are also high attainments, but they are not as good as Professor Snape."
"She told me about it a few days ago, and I agreed--Christmas, it's nice to have a companion, isn't it~" Sylvia playfully told the shocked Camille who opened his mouth wide Blink.
Before Camille could recover from the picture of the stern-faced Professor Snape in his imagination and the academically focused Bella Black in the same room after returning to normal, Sylvia took out the A letter, let it float to Camille.
"Since Miss Black is mentioned, let you know this too. It was also given to me by Miss Black when she told me about Christmas a few days ago."
Camille shuddered, and pulled himself out of the indescribable picture in his head, took the letter, and scanned it quickly, Hei Jun's eyebrows frowned.
"This is...?" Of course Camille knew who wrote the letter, and signed it as 'Narcissa Malfoy' at the end, which clearly explained the origin of the letter, but the handwriting was not scribbled. Malfoy-style pleas for help looked very suspicious.
"About the beginning of the month, Miss Black received a letter from a house-elf of the Malfoy family. After that, Miss Black tried to let Kreacher go to Malfoy Manor, but it couldn't get in—Malfoy Manor was closed .”
"Closed?! What does this mean? Isn't Malfoy still studying at school? He also went back for Christmas. If it is closed, where will he go?"
"Because she couldn't contact the manor, she came to ask for help. Some of my... should say 'allies' in the Ministry of Magic said that Big Malfoy is still working in the Ministry of Magic. Although he looks a little tired, he is working as usual. They It’s business as usual in the family business.”
Sylvia put down the knife and fork, looked at Camille with icy blue eyes, very serious, "We can only guess that Mrs. Malfoy is under house arrest, and Draco Malfoy was asked to do something, very Dangerous, something he's not capable of doing."
"Are you going to help them?" Camille asked.
Sylvia was silent for a while, then nodded, "It should be, after all, it is the family of the ancestor's disciples, but I need to ask Draco to clarify first. I need a little time not to be noticed by others."
"Okay! The Weasley Brothers' idea was almost finished. I wrote to them directly and told them that I will do the rest for them. After Christmas, I will make some tricks for that pink toad. There is this Something, I guarantee that no one will notice that you are talking to Malfoy in a short time." Camille laughed enthusiastically, showing sharper canine teeth than ordinary people.
---------------
Even if some Hogwarts students or professors didn't have a particularly happy Christmas, when they saw Umbridge blushing and screaming at a swamp in the corridor on the sixth floor on the east side of the castle, it was certain that, Everyone is happy.
The students formed a large circle along the wall, and the teachers and ghosts were also in the crowd. Everyone looked at the scene in amazement-the corridor surrounded by rough ancient stones had completely disappeared, and now it has changed. It became a green channel, thick moss and various plants covered the walls, and some hung down from the top. The stone floor became a water channel of unknown depth, with duckweed on it, some aquatic Plants grow out of water.It didn't look like a castle corridor at all, and no one would believe that this swamp passage was originally part of the old castle without looking back at where they were standing.
"What is this!!!" Umbridge snarled sharply, her face was so red that she could see a trace of purple, "A mischief! Absolutely not allowed!" She waved the wand in her hand, but the wand in front of her was no longer suitable. The swamp passage in the upper corridor remained motionless, and there were some ripples and a string of bubbles in the dark green water with duckweed, which brought a low and strange sound.
Umbridge took two steps back in fright, and stepped on Filch, the administrator who was standing behind her. Laughing especially loudly, the Weasley twins even cried tears of laughter.
"Who is it!!" Umbridge quickly got up and let out a sharp growl at the students who were watching, but her thick foundation was ripped off by the wrinkles squeezed out of anger and fright Putting on some powder, a patch of foundation white and some of her originally slightly darker complexion made Umbridge's anger lose some prestige, and even the students who were frightened by some kind of creature that seemed to exist in the swamp couldn't help but shut up mouth, lowered his head and suppressed a smile.
"You guys think it would be fun to turn a hallway in your school into a swamp?!!"
"Very interesting, yes," said Fred, who was standing in the front, looking up at her without any sign of fear.
"That's right! That's a great idea! What superb magic, isn't it?" said George, who was standing next to Fred, loudly, like his twin brother, facing Umbridge's furious and contorted face in the same way. no fear.
No idiot would admit that this swamp was made by himself, even if Umbridge stared at the Weasley brothers fiercely, they raised their heads and said that they didn't return to school until noon-this swamp was the last day of Christmas vacation It was discovered by Filch early in the morning - it has to be said that Filch's screams piercing through the thick castle walls have simply broken the limit for his age, and there is also a comparison of the 'time of the incident' accurate inference.
While everyone was admiring Umbridge, who seemed to be going crazy, and the completely changed swamp version of the corridor in front of him, no one noticed that Sylvia, who was at the end of the crowd, called away the only son of the Malfoy family.
Walking into an empty classroom, Sylvia threw a dozen ignore spells on the door with a backhand.
Sylvia turned around and looked at the classroom. The windows were completely covered by heavy curtains, and the dilapidated wooden tables and chairs were piled up at the end of the classroom, leaving a large open space covered with a thick layer of dust, Sylvia Via shrugged and said, "Hmm... the classroom that hasn't been used for a long time is a bit dirty."
Draco didn't speak. In addition to the visible tiredness and vigilance in the gray-blue eyes, Sylvia took out the letter and handed it to Draco. became whiter.
"There's no one here now, so I won't waste my time talking clichés." Sylvia said straight to the point, "Your mother asked Miss Black, your aunt, Bellatrix Black, to help you, But you should also know that she can't leave my estate without approval, so she asked me for help. Based on my future personal plans, there is a good chance that Miss Black will be my partner, so I am willing to listen Listen to what you have to say."
"I didn't..." Draco shook his head, looking like he was about to say no.
"I suggest to Mr. Malfoy, you'd better think it through before you speak." Sylvia immediately interrupted Draco, and Draco gasped with a solemn expression, "I'd like to 'listen to what you have to say. ', does not mean that I have to help you. But I personally suggest that you seriously and comprehensively think about the current situation—through the elf Kreacher, we already know the situation of the closure of Malfoy Manor."
"You only have one chance to answer the help I proposed. If you refuse, I will not ask you any more. This does not violate my promise to Miss Black, so you should think carefully about it."
---------------------
"'That man' wants to come to the school in person?! He wants little Malfoy to find a way to get him here? He wants him to kill Dumbledore?!" Camille yelled from the empty classroom they had occupied for a long time on the fifth floor Jumped up on the armrest sofa, "Merlin's old man is demented! How did 'that man' see that Malfoy is the one who can complete these two tasks at the same time?! Especially the task of killing Dumbledore... I Now I really think his head is broken!"
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