From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

The setting sun was low, and the orange -red waves were glowing on the calm sea. A small wooden boat swayed ripples and drove under the golden fire.

This small wooden boat is very strange. There are neither pulp nor sails, nor the sudden machine made by Muggle, but relying on a witch with a small wooden stick standing on the bow.

Behind the wizard, there was a pair of couples wrapped in thick robes on the small wooden boat.

The husband had a pale long hair, a pale sharp face, and the gray eyes stared at the sea dignified, not blinking in a blink of time.

His hand holds his wife tightly under the robe, so the expensive mink fur gloves have several more wrinkles.

With a cold wind blowing, Lucius returned to God and helped the wife around him with a tight robe.

Naxisa pursed his lips very tightly, and the one always had only a proud beautiful face left, because she came here to complete the task, for the Leastland family vault key in Bella's hands.

Suddenly, the surroundings were darkened, but it was obvious that it hadn't reached the time when the sun was going down.

Lucius watched the fog quietly appearing around, and sighed deeply: "Nasha, if ..."

Naxisa squeezed his fingers with his hand with him, and Lucius didn't speak.

"I can do it ..." Nasha's voice is like a mosquito, "For Draco, for you ..."

The fog around is getting thicker, until everyone on the wooden boat saw a black shadow in the fog.

It was a solitary castle standing on the black reef. It had no windows and no flags. It just stood there horriblely, as if absorbing all the darkness around.

The small wooden boat was on the shore on a simple pier made of a few wooden boards, and a figure with a light lifted was approaching.

The wizard standing on the head of the boat touched with a wand, the rope on the boat immediately tied himself on the stakes of the pier, and meticulously hit a beautiful bow.

"Please, Mr. Director and Mrs.." Ao Luo's face was hard, no one likes to be close to this miserable and sad place, even if he sometimes comes here to work.

Lucius nodded silently without making other voices.

"Please pay attention. The time to visit must not be dragged down to the sun. The Azka class has no wizard on duty at night. Those deuncles will not let the wizards perform on the island at night."

The figure with the lamp is another Ao Luo. It seems that he can't wait to leave here. The long white gas sprayed out of his mouth and jumped into the wooden boat in three steps: "Great! How can you drive so fast! "

"No, you still have a minute to end today's work, and I am not just here to pick you up." Ao Luo whispered to his companion whispered to his companion.

"You hear it too, two, for a moment, only one minute, we won't wait for a second." Ao Luo didn't care about Lucius's position in the Magic Department, because he knew that the virgin would not be able to take pictures of the monsters. Care, "Bellatrix Lestlandic's cell is in the innermost, just keep going along!"

Neither Lucius nor Naxisa spoke, walked through the pier quickly, and walked up along the steep stone steps.

"I remember the new director in the ministry? Grand official." Ao Luo, who had shrunk on the wooden boat, talked to his companion.

"They were also a member of the Death Eaters." Ao Luo, who was sent to the Malfoy, sneered.

"Really?" Ao Luo on the wooden boat stood up, "Don't we have to look at it in the past? You know, in case ..."

"Are you stupid?" Ao Luo, who was standing on the dock, fiddled with the flame in the lamp with a wand.

"Too."

The incomplete city walls of Azkaban were full of deuns, and the thin fingers stretched out of the tattered black robe, as if they were catching the only happiness and rationality left in the wind.

Lucius tightened his wife's hand, and at the same time secretly tightened the Phoenix feathers hidden in his arms.

The monsters just greeted silently, and did not stop them from entering.

Passing through a dark and deep cell, the air -conditioning inside the Azkaban was a little transparent into the Malfoy's skin, as if they were not wrapped in heavy robes, but naked naked in the snow and snow.

"Lucius ..." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, "Our old friend, what are you doing here?"

Lucius turned his head to look at, Antonning Dolohof, one of the car supporters of Voldemort.

"Where is Bella?" Lucius asked, "Dolohov?"

"Why do I answer your questions ..." Dorohofv showed a sigh of ugly yellow teeth, and laughed strangely, "Answer a traitor!"

The Malfoy couple did not stop and continued to go.

"Come back!" Dorohofle rushed to the iron railings at once, roaring at the Malfoy couple, "I let you come back!"

Naxisha shook, and Lucius dragged his wife to himself.

"Look! Our old friend is here! Lucius Malfoy, and Naxissa Malfoy!" Dorohofle yelled, many of the still righteous Death Eaters climbed to the railings. The nesting cell that had not been angry before suddenly became lively.

These darling hair of the wigmoth patted the railings hard, howl desperately scolding, and even spitting around everywhere.

The Malfoy and his wife kept going in, until I saw Bellatrix Lestlandic sitting in a stone bed.

Lucius patted his wife's back silently and turned around to warn them.

Naxisa was close to the cell and squatted on the ground and looked at her sister.

The three sisters of Black are both beautiful. Although Bella's skin is not as white as his sister Naxisa, the facial features are surprisingly consistent. The long -term prison life makes her cheeks sag downwards, describing the dryness, and it looks like a skull. There is nothing, but you can still see some style of the year.

"Sissi?" Bella's voice was low and hoarse, with a madness, "Am I dreaming? Otherwise, how can this ghost place see you and your timid husband?"

"We need your help, Bella." Naxisa's cheeks twitched and said in a low voice.

"Why do you think I will reach out?" Bella tilted his head, his eyes like a poisonous snake looked at Naxisa from the messy hair.

"Listen carefully, Bella." Naxisa looked alert at a moment, her voice could not help but reduce, "This is for the Dark Lord."

"He ... he is back?" Bella asked tremblingly, and he lowered his loudness involuntarily.

"No, not yet." Naxisha stared at her sister's eyes, and didn't relax at all, "but we need him to come back."

Bella doesn't seem to believe: "Why is it now? For so many years before, where are you all happy?"

"Because it was not until recently, we determined that Lord Black Demon King was still alive. Before, we always thought he had left completely." Nasha's speech has been carefully arranged long ago, even if Bella can make it without a magic wand, The goddess of God can only draw the conclusion that his sister is telling the truth.

"Who do you know from?" Bella had begun to be excited, guessing all possible people, "McNiel? Brother Coro? Trafus? Or Selwin?"

Facing the eyes of her sister's expectations, Naxisha shook her head and said, "Nothing, it's Dumbledore."

Bella seemed to be holding his throat by anyone, and then called after a while: "This is impossible!"

"My husband saw Dumbledore's letter to the current Minister in the Ministry of Magic, which mentioned this above." Nasha said, "Dumbledore is the most vigilant opponent of the Black Demon King. Lie, only he won't "."

Bella tried to refute, but finally nodded with frustration.

The one who knows you most often is not your friends and relatives, but your enemy.

This sentence is used on Dumbledore and Voldemort, which is really suitable.

Imagine who will launch all the relationships besides Dumbledore. For decades, he has continued to write letters and visits on the ground. What about the biggest opponent?

The same is true of Voldemort. After the resurrection, he deeply excavated all Dumbledore's past. Even after he died, Lita Skit wrote a book that slandered the old wizard, which was exhausted.

If Dumbledore said that Voldemort is still alive, it is definitely the most credible. But those who were reminded three times and five times were always deaf and dumb, just to tighten the slightly insignificant power on the hand. But he didn't know that his power was like water.

"Do you want to let us all out?" Bella asked whispered, "These soul monsters are not easy to deal with ..."

"No, we are here to borrow money ..." Naxisa glanced at the jailer on the passage, and the broken cloth covering it was floating with the wind.

"Borrow money?" Bella was surprised, and the Death Eaters in Azkaban had not stained copper odor for more than ten years.

Then she was alert again because something that Voldemort entrusted her was placed in the vault.

"Although we have known that Master Black Demon King is still alive through Dumbledore, no one knows where he is. In order to pass the message to him, we must do a very big movement. Only in this way can we ensure that the Dark Lord's Lord of the Dark Lord can be ensured Knowing that there are his servants in the magic world. "

Naxisa's speech made Bella can't help but widened.

"Lucius spent a lot of money to get the position of director of the International Magic Cooperation Department. It is not easy to walk at this step ..." Nasha continued to talk about his plan and husband's plan. Starting in half a year, the Queidicy World Cup for one year is a world -class event, and countless wizards will come to the UK

"Do you intend to pass the news to the Dark Lord at the World Cup?" Bellana could not turn around in Azkan's head for more than ten years. It was good or bad at all.

"It's not us, it's Lucius's companion." Naxisha felt that his sister was almost hooked. "We are still too obvious, a riot that attracts attention, or releases the black demon label. In short, we need to attract attention. "" "

"Will this also attract the attention of Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic?" Bella worked hard to start his brain that he had not rotated for a long time. "If the Dark Lord has not appeared for so long, then his state must be very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very good. Oh, maybe I don't want too much attention at all. "

"Dumbledore never relaxed," said Nasha. "As for the Ministry of Magic, they had a stupid minister. Even if Dumbledore wrote to him three times and five times, he could not let him respond. I believe that if our plan is really successful, he may be able to help cover up! "

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"But Lucius has spent too many Jinjalon for the position of the director of the International Magic Cooperation Department. It is still a bottomless hole in hosting the World Cup, so I hope that you can help, Bella." Nasha finally talked about the topic. Essence

"No ... I can't." Bella hesitated and rejected Naxisa's request.

"Why?" Naxisa didn't seem to think that her sister would be so affectionate.

"Sissi, in fact, you only need to pass the news to the Dark Lord of the World Cup. You don't need your husband to be that director at all, right?" Bella asked hesitantly.

"If no one works in the Ministry of Magic, how can he help the Black Demon King's busy? Don't forget that there is Harry Potter, he is the culprit that leads the Black Demon King for so long!" Naxisa said anxiously "Let Lucius stay within the Ministry of Magic is the most favorable solution for the Dark Lord!"

"They are here! It must be the guys who kept screaming attracted them!" Lucius, who kept staring at them in the direction of them, said, "The sun is going down the mountain! We can't wait here!"

"But ..." Naxisha turned back to see the deun at the door.

"I knew that your sister couldn't help it." Lucius said without looking back. "You can also expect a person who has been squatting in Azka for more than ten years, how much brains are left?"

"Bella! Sister!" Naxisa begged, "Help!"

"No ..." Bella said difficultly.

"Okay ..." Naxisa wiped tears, "Maybe soon after the whole family is going to come here ... I tell me the reason at least?"

"Master Dark Lord entrusted me a very important treasure to me. I can't let it lose ..." Bella whispered, "He trusts me ..."

"Treasure?" Naxisha turned around and asked her husband, "Do you also have one? I remember once you were alone with the Dark Lord. After returning, he brought a package, never let people know what it was ... "

"Then the matter with the Dark Lord and I have nothing to do with you ..." Lucius had raised the wand, and the sweat on his head kept dripping down, and the qi in his mouth almost became a cigarette pillar.

"We must leave!" Lucius urged again.

Naxisha stood up and whispered to Bella: "Promise me, stay here, don't really crazy, okay?"

"..." Bella hesitated, stuffed a stain -covered golden key into Naxisa's hands, "Don't let me down ..."

Naxisa widened his eyes, hugged her sister across the iron fence, and whispered in her ear: "I will tell him! I will definitely!"

After speaking, Naxisha put the golden key into her arms and hurriedly followed her husband to the door.

The Malfoy and his wife almost rushed to the door, but the yelling of the Death Eaters had attracted too many deuns before. This anger and enthusiasm was the favorite food of the deuns.

"What do we do?" Naxisa screamed and asked her husband.

"Only believe that adult ..." Lucius's face was pale and faltering, and each step had to give great power to get out.

From the perspective of others, this is like being sent to the Internet, and it is delivered to the villain's mouth.

As soon as Lucius and the Monsters encountered, a strong flash suddenly exploded.

All the goblins that encountered strong light were like snowflakes falling into the charcoal fire. They couldn't even make a scream, and they disappeared completely.

The goblins around, flying around like a flying flies, looking angry and horrifying.

The Malfoyu couples all the way down the slippery and steep stairs until they saw the pier with a poor light.

Two Ao Luo, who has long been prepared for departure, also saw the flash that happened within Azkaban, and talked in doubt: "What is it? Some kind of guardian god mantra?"

"Two Death Eaters can use the guardian magic mantra? I think you are joking!" Ao Luo, who sent the Malfoyu to land ashore, did not believe it.

"Wait! What is behind them?" Another Auro pointed behind the Malfoy couple.

The countless soul monster floated over Azka, hovering behind the two.

"Damn! Prepare loose cables!"

The Malfoye jumped into the ship just took out the wand on the wooden boat, and the Malfoy and his wife jumped into the boat.

Too late to say a word, the hemp rope that tied the small wooden boat was cut off by the invisible blade, and the small wooden boat immediately rushed out.

"They caught up! Those deun!"

Lucius looked back, and the goblins formed a black fog wall that pressed down the small wooden boat.

Ao Luo, who did not manipulate the wooden boat, was going to read a guardian magic mantra, but after a few trials, he could only let the magic wand spray a silver white mist, and the amount of each time it was sprayed was getting less and less.

Seeing that the long -lasting goblin was about to set up a small wooden boat, Lucius took out the phoenix feathers that had been hidden in his arms in a hurry, and tried to raise it.

The golden red feathers suddenly burned. As soon as Lucius's hand was hot, his hand was released subconsciously.

Before he could reach out to take it, the feather had already burned out.

Golden magic emerged from the ashes of the feather, forming a ferocious dragon, howling and rushing towards the Dementors.

That was Ivy's radiant patronus. He referred to the method of making magic scrolls and used the phoenix feather as a carrier to seal his most powerful lethal magic against dark creatures.

The golden dragon rushed left and right among the Dementors, as if it was in an empty space. The dragon's mouth, tail, claws, and wings were all deadly weapons for the Dementors. After paying the lives of several companions, the Dementors returned to the thick fog unwillingly.

The wizards on the boat stared at this scene in amazement.

"What is that?"

"It seems to be a magic item?"

The two wizards cast their eyes on the Malfoys.

Lucius sat upright on the small wooden boat without saying a word, wiping the sweat on his wife's forehead with a handkerchief.