[Comprehensive HP colleagues] That year

Black Manor in Kent hasn't been this lively for a long time.Now, there are a lot of guests here, waiting to witness the union of the Black family and the Lestrange family together.

However, the heroine of the engagement banquet this time seemed to be very upset. Her fiancé was beside her, but she kept looking towards the gate of the manor. Anyone who cared could see that she was waiting for someone.

A few months ago, Bellatrix Black and Evan Rozier found the mysterious man almost at the same time.They finally knew that his name was Voldemort, and he was indeed a descendant of Slytherin.Although he was wearing a mask, Bella and Evan were instantly impressed by the powerful aura emanating from his body.No, not just admiration, Bella was sure that she fell in love with him the first time she saw him.

After these months of getting along, the two young people have recognized him as their master.Bella is sure that this person can lead Slytherin to drive all those hateful mudbloods out of the wizarding world, and lead Slytherin to glory.But at the same time, she also felt frustrated. Could she rise above such a person?

She grew up with Rodolphus since she was a child, and she also knew the family's arrangements for the two of them.She didn't think there was anything wrong with it before, anyway, she always wanted to marry a pure-blood, and the Lestrange family behind Rodolphus was noble enough.

But after meeting her master, she felt that her mentality had changed.

The host said he might come to her engagement party, would he really come?Would he show up just before his parents announced that she was officially Rodolph's fiancée, and tell everyone that he wouldn't give her up, Bella, to any man?

Bella knew in her heart how absurd this idea was. The master had clearly said that he came to meet more like-minded people at the engagement banquet.If it was for this purpose, he would not do anything that might irritate the groom-to-be.

But Bella couldn't talk herself out of that idea.

Bella failed to get her wish after all, and her engagement ceremony with Rodolphs couldn't have been smoother.

And his master did not show up until after the engagement ceremony, and as soon as he appeared, his aura shocked everyone.

Bella thought: He came late, probably because he didn't want to steal the limelight from my bride-to-be too soon.

At this time, Voldemort was very excited. He knew that his days of dormant behind his back were coming to an end, and soon, he would conquer everyone here!

Step by step, he walked onto the stage steadily, bowed to the guests, and then began the speech he had practiced dozens of times: "Ladies and gentlemen, I regret that I was unable to catch up with my dear Mr. Lestrange and Mr. Miss Black's engagement ceremony, so first of all, please allow me to extend my sincere wishes to both of you."

There was no sound.

People wondered who this hidden wizard was, but no one tried to interrupt him.

"I came here at the invitation of Miss Black. You probably don't know who I am, but it doesn't really matter who I am. The important thing is that I believe that I, like everyone present, have a deep understanding of the current situation in the British wizarding world. I am very dissatisfied with the practice of ignoring the interests of pure blood and blindly compromising with Muggles. Therefore, in recent years, I have been publishing articles in the Daily Prophet under the pseudonym 'Mysterious Man' in an attempt to awaken the wizards' sense of crisis. But now I I have to admit that this approach seems too gentle. After I have been running around for a long time, Nobby Rich, the mudblood who steals magic power, still sits in a high position. Law. If this continues, the wizarding world will be doomed sooner or later! So I decided, I can't bear it anymore, I don't need to bear it anymore! I know that everyone present must have long been dissatisfied with our Minister Rich. Today, I will give you a big gift !"

He floated the bag at his feet so that the top of the bag was level with his mouth, and then, with a hissing sound, the rope that tied the mouth of the bag suddenly turned into a small snake.

Gasps were heard from all around.

He hissed again, and the little snake bowed to him, and then unbuttoned the bag, revealing Nobby Rich's head with closed eyes.

At this time, there was a sound of exclamation in the originally silent venue, and many people also expressed their admiration.

"Don't worry everyone, he's not dead, just comatose from some interesting magic. My friend Mr. Malfoy will send him back to the Ministry 'safe and sound' afterward, but I think if he doesn't want to die, he'll be fine. Will resign soon."

All looked at him in awe.

"I know that there is no pure-blood family who doesn't want to shine, but for various reasons, we have always been overwhelmed by those cunning and insidious magic stealers. I think, as a descendant of Slytherin, I can't stand by .My ancestors endowed me with talent, and I can't let it be used for my own benefit. What I should do is to protect the interests of all pure-blood families! So, here, I recommend myself, I want to start a pure-blood movement , Calling all people with lofty ideals! I, Voldemort, do not fear the power of the Ministry of Magic! Even if I shed my last drop of blood, I will carry out the task of purifying the blood of wizards to the end. If I fail, I hope that you There will be someone who can follow in my footsteps, if I succeed, I promise, I will share the prosperity with all the pure-blood families present!!!”

There was protracted applause from all around, people shouting and cheering, and Bellatrix especially clapped hard.

My master, even if I can't be your woman, I will always follow you and never give up!

Three days later, Nobby Rich resigned and Eugenia Jenkins succeeded him as the new Minister for Magic.

In this way, 17-year-old Bella began to fight for the great cause in her mind.However, her "disappointed" cousin Sirius Black went further and further on the road of rebellion.

********half year later*********

"What's the matter with you? Just hit someone like that!" Andy said, ignoring the pain in his body, and got up from the ground.He raised his head, only to see a boy about his height standing in front of him.The boy was carrying a broken broom, and the clothes on his body were extremely weird, as if they were antiques from the Middle Ages.

"I didn't do it on purpose. Who told you to block the way here? My broom was smashed. This is the latest Nimbus 1000!" The boy on the opposite side also got up from the ground and said.He was as disgraced by the impact as Andy.

Andy was amused. Since when are brooms such as brooms divided into old and new models?

"If I were you, even if I didn't do it on purpose, I should at least say sorry. This is a basketball court, and I'm playing basketball here. You popped up out of nowhere, you bumped into me, and you said I was in the way. You think Come to think of it, whose fault is this?"

Hearing this, the boy knew that he was wrong, but he still muttered to himself very unhappyly: "You are just a Muggle, and you still want me to apologize to you? What the hell is basketball?"

Although the boy's voice was low, Andy heard it. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Are you a wizard?"

The boy was also stunned: "How do you know? Could it be you too? It doesn't look like it!"

"No, I'm not, I'm indeed the Muggle in your mouth, I don't know any magic at all, but I have a sister who can do magic." Andy replied lightly.

"Then you're not a Muggle, but a Squib," said the boy.

"It's not a Squib. My sister told me that only the parents who are wizards and their children can't do magic are called Squibs. Neither of my parents can do magic, and only my sister can do it in my family." Andy's face became more and more unhappy.

"So your sister is a Mudblood?" the boy asked casually.

"Mudblood? What's that? That doesn't sound like a good word." Andy's face changed completely.

"Of course not. Mudbloods are a pejorative term for Muggle-born people with magical powers. Don't blame me for speaking harshly. They, including your sister, are not born with magical powers, but have stolen other wizards' magical powers. They They are all thieves, what do you expect us to call thieves?" The boy replied quite directly.

Andy blew up when he heard this: "You are talking nonsense! What stole the wizard's magic power? I don't know how my sister's magic power came from, anyway, she didn't steal it. She never saw a wizard before her magic power exploded." , how to steal it? Even if her magical power is not innate, so what, if she is not talented, she is not allowed to practice it the day after tomorrow? How can there be such a barbaric reason in the world?"

The boy was speechless by Andy's rebuttal, but he was very unwilling, and finally he could only force his words: "Anyway, neither Muggles nor Muggle-borns can compare to wizards."

After hearing this, Andy suddenly stopped being angry. He picked up the basketball on the ground and said to the boy, "Okay, that's what you said. I'm a Muggle and you're a wizard. Since you said I'm not as good as you You, then prove it to me. Let’s have a shooting contest, 20 goals, whoever scores more wins.”

"Okay!" The boy agreed without thinking.

Ten minutes later, the boy sat down on the ground, and Andy looked down at him proudly.

"How did you manage to hit every shot?" the boy asked incredulously.

"It's a talent. When I first came into contact with shooting when I was six years old, I discovered that I have this talent." Andy said.

"Talent..." the boy chewed the word.

"Yes, talent. Just like you were born with magic, I was born to shoot. But I don't think my talent is so great, so I don't think your talent is so great. There are many people who don't have shooting talent. Man, after practice you can shoot right, maybe you can too. So my sister, maybe with study- I know you have a magic school that will teach her magic after she is 11 years old - her magic be taller than you."

"If that's the case, then what's the difference between a pure-blood wizard and a prickly-blooded wizard, a wizard and a Muggle?" the boy murmured.

"There is no difference. We are all human, aren't we? Maybe we are different, but the difference is definitely not as big as you think. I really don't understand why you have to make things so complicated." Andy disapprovingly explain.

Andy would never have imagined how much shock he had brought to the boy in front of him with his light words.It seems that many doubts and puzzles in the past have been answered at this moment.He just said, when he heard those pure-blood theories, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.Now, he understood, it was actually a very simple sentence: "We are all human beings, and we are not that different."

The boy stood up and said solemnly to Andy: "I'm sorry, it was my fault before, whether I bumped into you or insulted your sister. I apologize to you."

Seeing the boy's serious apology, Andy smiled slightly: "It's okay, I forgive you."

"My name is Sirius, can I be your friend? I want to learn how to shoot from you." the boy asked.

"Of course, my name is Andy. I practice here every night around six o'clock. If you have time, just come here to find me." Andy replied.

Sirius didn't expect that when he rode out on a broom to get some air because he was too bored, he accidentally made a Muggle friend.After that, as soon as his parents were not at home, he ran out to play with Andy.He knew that being friends with Muggles was absolutely not allowed in his family, but the excitement of knowing that he couldn't do it had greatly dispelled the mental depression caused by those banquets, and he couldn't stop.Not to mention, the Muggle world described by Andy is really interesting. There are many magical inventions and creations, such as cars, refrigerators, electric lights, and various sports with different rules, such as basketball, football, and rugby.He also knows now that Andy's father is a doctor, he can use an instrument to see all the conditions in the patient's body, and perform operations on them (this is amazing, Sirius thought); Andy's mother is a photographer. As a teacher, Sirius has seen her photography works, and he feels that although the characters or animals in the picture cannot move, the combination of light and shadow, even if they do not move, still gives people a sense of beauty.As for Andy's younger sister, Andy said that when his younger sister was five years old, the family went out to play, and a car out of control came whistling. A member of the Reversal of Incidents Team, the family knew that her sister was a little witch.

"If there is a chance, I should let you meet my sister. Since she found out that she is a wizard, she has always wanted to get in touch with the magical world. It's just that there is no chance." Andy once said this to Sirius.

Unfortunately, this wish never came true.For one thing, Sirius was strict with his family, and he couldn't find a chance to meet Andy anytime.Secondly, Andy's younger sister was sickly and often hospitalized since she was a child.

However, when Andy's sister recovers from illness, they have no chance of getting to know each other through Andy...