Hogwarts’s Affectionate and Righteous Slytherin

Inside the Three Broomsticks bar.

Sirius Mystery added optimistically: "By the way, tell her our plan, maybe she will be willing to help."

"I don't think that could be called a plan.... that might just be the result," Regulus frowned, he couldn't even imagine what would happen this Christmas.

Mom....if she found out that he was involved in this matter, she would be very sad and disappointed with him.

******

"Are you busy?" Sirius first went to the library to look around, and finally found Regis in the Room of Requirement.

Those who are a little familiar with it can easily guess where Reggie is going.

In addition to the library, it has become his second common room.

"Is something wrong?" Ridge put down the book in his hand and stood up from the sofa.

Although he had business to talk to him, Sirius stared curiously at the covered book on the table and asked, "Are you planning to read all the books in the wizarding world before graduation? I remember the Hogwarts library. The book isn't there."

Reggie joked: "How do you know I'm not planning to finish it during Christmas? Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Only then did Sirius remember his purpose. From the moment he heard Regulus talk about the anti-apparition spell, an idea had been circling in his mind.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to finish reading it during Christmas." Sirius cleared his throat, "I want to borrow your time-turner and invite you to Black's House for Christmas."

Regis didn't expect that he would make this request. He had previously guessed that Lestrange's family magic might be related to the time converter. After all, the first time converter in the magic world came from the Lestrange family.

The other is because there is a time-turner among the relics that Reggie's mother left him.

At present, most of the time-turners are properly hidden in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. As far as Regis knows, no matter where they are, they have never heard of time-turners being sold.

And the time-turner left by his mother was hidden in his pocket.

After he took it out of Gringotts, he kept it with him, but had no intention of using it.

One is that it is not necessary at present, and the other is his understanding of the side effects of the time converter.

He didn't think for long, since Sirius needed it: "You hang it around your neck, spin that metal piece like a coin, think about where you're going, concentrate on the specific address, if it's one you go to or where you know exactly where."

Sirius followed Reggie's instructions, thinking nervously about the Shrieking Shack, where he was sure no one was there.

However a

"Oh! Dude, I suspect you're making fun of me." Sirius defiantly handed the time-turner back to Regis.

Just because he was in the same place, there was no change at all.

Reggie turned it suspiciously, and then appeared behind Sirius.

"It seems that I can only trouble you a little more." Sirius grinned and pulled out a big smile after his loss. He pulled the gold chain around her neck and put himself in, "Try again."

"What is this place! Oh, damn, it's so cold here." Sirius leaned against the wall because of the apparent dizziness, but his voice could not contain the excitement.

"As a friendly reminder, Nick, who was almost headless, is at the death party. This is the first place I thought of where no one should be." Regis said slowly.

"It happens that this place is very clean, let's talk about it." Sirius shivered. He used his wand to clear a table, freeing up a relatively clean place, and motioned for Reggie to sit down.

Reggie leaned against the wall and refused his invitation with action: "Let me guess, are you going to do something big during Christmas?"

"Are you home for Christmas?" Sirius asked.

"It makes no difference to me, if you notice, I never left Hogwarts for Christmas," said Reggie lightly.

In fact it is.

He was kicked out of the Lestrange family in first grade and spent every Christmas at Hogwarts.

And had a great time.

Because most of the students chose to go home during the Christmas period, and the teachers in the castle were also busy enjoying the holidays. At this time, Hogwarts Castle could almost be said to be left to him to inquire.

Whether it is a curfew or a forbidden forest, he jumps repeatedly every day.

Hey, I'm leaving.

Hey, I'm back again.

Can't catch me~ Can't catch me~

"Tell me about it."

"What?" Sirius was still trying to organize the next words.

After all, he couldn't just say to Reggie, "Hey man, we're going to get my cousin out of Blake's house for Christmas, can you help me?"

He's not a fork, and he's so nerve-wracking.

On the contrary, Sirius is a very sensitive and delicate person, and he understands the risks involved.

Reggie wasn't James, but a Slytherin.

And he wanted to convince a smart Slytherin to do such a thankless thing... Sirius was starting to back off at the thought.

Maybe....it's not a good idea to come to Regis.

"Your plan." Rigi said straight to the point.

"What... what plan?"

Regis smiled, "Regulus told me a few days ago, and I thought that after a few days, you've already come up with some more operational plans."

Sirius's eyes lit up, "That's right!"

Reggie raised her eyebrows and motioned him to continue.

This expression is so **** familiar...

Sirius looked at Reggie's expression, vaguely like looking in a mirror.

Shaking his head, he focused his attention back on the business, "That's right! The plan is actually very simple. When everyone went to Lestrange Manor for Bellatrix's wedding, we sneaked in. Uncle Signus' house, Andromeda will come out."

Regis nodded slightly and waited patiently for the following.

After half a sound......

"Ahem, it's really—it's really a simple plan." Regis sincerely praised: "But have you considered other issues, such as, do you know where Andromeda's room is? Is there anything left in it? Some early warning devices? Did anyone stay to watch over her?"

"Besides, her wand is definitely not in your hands - then you have to find her wand, and if all goes well, how will Andromeda live after successfully leaving the Black family? Where is Ted Tonks? Response? Have you carefully considered these?"

Sirius stared at Reggie dumbfounded.

have to.

Looking at this virtue, Sirius and the "think tank" behind him have not fully considered these issues at all.

Who knows, the next second, Sirius pouted in disdain.

"In that case, instead of thinking about the questions you just asked, let's just think about the name of Andromeda and Selwyn's first child."

"Don't worry, Regis, I'm all too familiar with Uncle Signus' house. Those are no problem. You just need to pick up on us when the time comes! By the way, don't forget your time changer." Little Sirius patted Reggie on the shoulder and said indifferently.

It's hard for Regis to maintain his optimism about it.

******

1974.

Christmas.

Lestrange Manor.

Bellatrix's wedding took place on a icy winter, and outside the Lestrange's house was packed with crowds and reporters. a lot.

Sitting high in the banquet hall are wizards who are qualified to attend the wedding, such as some Ministry of Magic officials, relatives and friends of the Lestranges and Blacks, carefully selected potential Death Eaters, and. ...a professor at Hogwarts.

In good conscience, Rodolph Slestrange is not a very handsome man. He is not tall, only less than five feet seven inches, but his skeleton is not small, and he looks a bit different in length and width. The rough facial features inherited from his father from the Scottish Highlands and the arrogant and arrogant demeanor from his mother, the last Bullstrode, mixed on his face, often giving people a subtle sense of peace.

If five generations, no, even three generations ago, the Black family would never have considered marrying the precious eldest daughter into the Lestrange family, because although the current Mrs. Lestrange has a pure family Bulster German blood, but the family tree of Mr. Lestrange's family didn't even begin to be compiled until Mrs. Lestrange's marriage.

The so-called pure-blood family, the Bulstrode family, has long since withdrawn from the arena of power.

When Bellatrix supported Signus' hand and got off the flying carriage, the flashlights in the hands of the reporters who had been waiting beside the Lestrange family flashed frantically.

Bellatrix did not wear the white gauze dress that became popular in recent years due to the influence of some Muggle species from the Muggle world. Instead, she wore the traditional black robe of the wizarding world and a black silk cloak. Over her head, the silver-green edging shone on her neckline, cuffs, and waistline.

The emerald necklace her mother, Druella, wore when she was married gleamed around her neck.

Since the wedding has not yet been held, Bellatrix's chest is still in the style of the sword in the black dog.

She held her head high in a delicate bun, and the hood that was supposed to cover her face didn't work at all, but there was a hint of expression on her gorgeous but pale face. No, he helped his father walk down the long red carpet on his own.

He only paused a little at the moment he was about to enter Lestrange's house, and walked in without turning back, shutting the clamorous crowd who were clamoring for or against.

As the bride entered the ballroom, the ghost band that had been around since the Middle Ages began to play the old wedding march, and Mrs Lestrange looked more excited than the newlyweds, her broad-brimmed top hat tucked into The gorgeous cockroach feathers are trembling slightly.

"Rodolphus Corvus Lestrange, are you willing to marry Bellatrix Druella Bougainvillea, in good times or in bad times, rich or poor. Until life end?"

Narcissa sat on the silver chair and watched this scene with incomparable concentration. She held a handkerchief in her hand, prepared for tears that might come at any moment.

"I bet he doesn't want it in his heart." Sirius muttered to the side, and Narcissa turned her face to the side and gave him an angry look.

Sirius doesn't care at all, and he thinks Cousin Narcissa is very interesting.

He deliberately said again: "The truth couldn't be simpler. Think about it, if Lestrange was a pauper, would Bella marry him?"

Narcissa was so angry that she ignored him, even though she knew in her heart that Sirius was telling the truth.

However, the most unpleasant thing in the world is this kind of truth.

The ceremony is still going on.

"Bellatrix Druella Black, would you like to?"

Narcissa held her breath and stared excitedly ahead, as if she was the bride at the wedding.

Her tall, curly-haired sister, wearing a white wedding dress, stood on the high platform and said in a rare fragile German style:

"I would."

"...Under the witness of Merlin, I declare that you will become partners for life."

Narcissa's handkerchief had come in handy, and to be honest, she was crying a little - too much.

Sirius silently looked at Narcissa who was sitting next to him, completely unable to understand why her eyes were the same as the faucet.

"Have you been cast on the water like a spring spell?"

"What?" Narcissa looked at him with tears in her eyes, still immersed in the pink powder constructed from tens of thousands of roses at the wedding.

Red romantic atmosphere.

"Did you know you're like a broken faucet right now?" he quipped bluntly.

"All I know is that you're like an indifferent outsider now, and Bella is your cousin!" Narcissa said fiercely, continuing to wipe her tears with her handkerchief.

"Hmph... I'd rather not have this cousin!" Sirius glanced at everyone on the stage in disgust, this scene made him sick.

"You know that those vows are false, why are you still so moved?" Sirius asked inexplicably.

It was so boring at the party, and he wished James was there so he could do some pranks with him - like swapping Bella's hair for something else.

"People still dream even when they are sleeping~www.novelmt.com~ Narcissa glanced at this cousin disapprovingly, but what she said had no deep meaning, and then got up and followed him to the drinks table to get a glass of juice.

"It seems that you are really a rare understanding person." Sirius stared at Adhera who was drinking juice from a cup, not sure whether she was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

Narcissa turned her eyes to the large swathes of crimson roses around her, under the columns, on the balustrades, on the handrails, on the terrace... As far as the eye could see, there was a sea of ​​flowers - oh! And mistletoe.

"Those flowers are so beautiful." She sighed sincerely.

Sirius sneered.

"It's all stained with innocent blood," he said bluntly.

Narcissa understood what he was referring to almost instantly, but that's what made her even more angry.

To her, staying in a good mood on this holy day was more important than anything else.

She didn't want to hear anything inappropriate.