Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

Lucius was guarding the entrance to Azkaban from the Ministry of Magic with a calm expression, and his cold aura would not make anyone want to get close.

Narcissa has been in Azkaban for almost half an hour.

The dementors, a group of despicable and disgusting creatures who have no brains and only have insatiable greed, have often disobeyed orders recently and often cause small-scale unrest.

It doesn't take much guessing to figure out whose hand it is.

The Dark Lord has no one to turn to, so he can only start with the Dementors, then break through Azkaban's defenses and release his loyal servants to serve him.

The first moment Narcissa Malfoy came out of the entrance, Lucius stepped forward to hug her and change her into a brand new robe.

After the two looked at each other, Lucius took out the door key from his arms and took Narcissa back to Malfoy Manor.

"Bella escaped from prison." Narcissa frowned and looked at the three anxious-looking men in the room.

Severus Snape was pulled over by Sirius when he was making a potion.

"Are you sure?" Severus' voice sounded dry and tight.

Narcissa nodded, "Although she showed her loyalty and madness to the Dark Lord as always, and even insulted Luke as a traitor."

"However, she didn't recognize the Black family crest when I handed her the brooch."

Sirius looked at the green snake-shaped gemstone brooch in Narcissa's hand and thought it looked familiar.

isn't it? !

Harry actually gave the brooch directly to Sissy?Did you start to please your future mother-in-law before you even found someone?

"How did he do it?" Sirius felt that Voldemort was indeed not exaggerated.

Voldemort doesn't even have a normal body now.

Lucius pursed his lips slightly and said nothing. He suddenly remembered what the Dark Lord often said when he punished his servants before, 'Don't even think about hiding anything from the great Dark Lord. The Dark Lord is omnipotent. '

"Can Bellatrix Lestrange enter Malfoy Manor?" Severus raised his eyes and looked at Lucius Malfoy. Even though Bellatrix was married, she had been He is also a member of the Black family.

"I changed the permissions. Now only us and Dumbledore can enter Malfoy Manor." Lucius turned his snake-head cane slightly and patted the back of Narcissa's soft hand comfortingly.

"We can't predict his actions," Severus said solemnly, "but I think he won't attack Azkaban yet, because it's not the time when he is at his strongest, and he never believes anyone except him Someone other than yourself.”

"When will we start our plan?" Lucius was a little anxious. The Dark Lord had already started to think about the Malfoy family.

It seems that he wants to capture Draco and create a new head of the Malfoy family, but in fact the Dark Lord's target is still him.

A traitor cannot re-establish his majesty without his tragic fate appearing before his other servants.

"Wait until Dumbledore comes back." Severus said slowly. Dumbledore had already found many ways to connect Harry Potter with the Dark Lord's scar.

But none of them seem to be of any use.

"Draco, these are all dark magic." Harry's eyes widened slightly as he looked at the spell book Draco placed in front of him.

Draco tilted his head and looked at Harry, "Yes, it's dark magic. If you don't know dark magic, how can you defeat the Dark Lord? Do you need to faint?"

"But aren't these all forbidden?" Harry hesitated.

"I checked. Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard, used black magic when he defeated the first Dark Lord Grindelwald."

Draco held a book of forbidden spells, pulled out his wand and waved, "The little magic acupuncture spell we use to tease people is also a black magic. It is a weakened version of one of the three unforgivable curses. Although it is It has been weakened many times, but there is still no escaping the fact that it is black magic.”

Harry's eyes widened in disbelief.

"The Floo network we are using now," Draco paused and looked at Harry, "You must have used the Floo network, right?"

Harry nodded under Draco's gaze. He had used it at the Weasley's. At that time, he thought he was nervous and called Diagon Alley instead. Then he met Draco in Borgin's magic shop. and his father.

Draco leaned forward slightly and lowered his head to get close to Harry, with a pleasant smile on his face, "The Floo Network was originally a black magic that decomposes the human body. In the last century, there was a woman who used the Floo Network for the wrong purpose. There's been no news about that lady until now." Draco straightened his back and twirled his wand in his hand, "I guess she might be trapped in the floo network. .”

Under Harry's shocked gaze, Draco frowned slightly and expressed his confusion, "I don't know if all of you Gryffindors are so prejudiced against dark magic."

"But how can you defeat black magic if you don't understand it?"

“The black and white definition of magic lies not in the magic itself, but in the people who use it.”

"It is not only black magic that is banned by the Ministry of Magic, but also powerful white magic. If a thousand people go to the Ministry of Magic to complain that the Lumos Spell will hurt people's eyes, I think the Ministry of Magic will also consider banning the Fluorescence Spell." "Flicker is like the ban on the use of magic." Draco lowered his eyes and straightened the raised corners of his clothes, "My father said that the idlers in the Ministry of Magic never do serious business."

Harry opened his emerald eyes slightly and followed Draco's movements.But it seems that Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, also worked for the Ministry of Magic.

Harry thought what Draco said made sense, but he was still a little resistant to dark magic.

From the moment he entered the magical world, everyone told him that black magic was evil and forbidden.

But this was the same as being told that Slytherin was evil.

The first concept he accepted when he entered the magical world became his prejudice.

Draco seemed a little tired. He lay down on the seat next to the bookshelf and closed his eyes. Talking too much would give him a headache.

Whether the savior likes it or not.

He had to rest for a while, and when he had time, he would definitely ask his godfather what magic potion he should drink to cure his headache.

Harry looked at Draco, whose breathing was gradually becoming steady, and gently stood up from his seat and walked to Draco. Why was Draco still frowning even when he fell asleep?

Harry conjured a fluffy blanket, gently covered Draco's body, and then placed an ear-blocking spell around Draco.

Turning over the Encyclopedia of Forbidden Charms that Draco had just seen, Harry took out his wand and began to study in a low voice.

Draco was right, the black and white definition of magic lies in people.

Principal Dumbledore can use black magic. Isn't he the greatest white wizard?

Dumbledore looked at the dilapidated and dilapidated castle in front of him. It seemed that the world had abandoned it, and even the sun couldn't shine in.

Like Hogwarts, Apparition is prohibited here.

Like Hogwarts, here he also has the privilege of being able to apparate.

Arriving at the highest tower, Dumbledore looked at this single room. The room was very simple, with nothing but a bed, a table and chairs.

Lying on the bed was a man with gray hair wearing shabby clothes, as calm as a person who had been dead for a long time without breathing.

"Gellert."