HP solves the mystery

Severus rubbed his forehead tiredly. He had not rested for three days in a row in order to brew the potion Lucius needed.

In fact, he didn't need to be in such a hurry, but brewing high-quality soul stabilizer was very time-consuming, and if he thought correctly, Lucius sent letters to all potion masters in England, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

How did Severus know? It was all because of the basilisk that had eaten its stomach. A few days ago, he insisted on going to the reservoir to catch big fish. When he took the snake there, he met an owl delivering a message. The pattern of the tied envelope was exactly the same as his.

He thought about the deep meaning behind Lucius's actions, and thought about the recent changes in Diagon Alley. He felt that the load was too large, and he stopped thinking.

[Hey, Severus, don't make the potion, let's go see a movie tomorrow! ] The basilisk spread out "The Quibbler" and pointed its tip at the conductor in the photo, causing him to hide around in the photo.

Severus rubbed his stiff face and took the newspaper to read.

[Hiss, this is it! Shipwreck in the ice sea! ] The basilisk poked a corner of the newspaper, [I want to see how this big ship sank. I heard that there were many Muggles involved...]

Severus was silent for a moment while looking at the synopsis of the story. This movie is a disaster story about the sinking of the Titanic, except that there is no love between Jack and Rose.

But why did the wizarding world introduce the 1958 movie? Could it be that the class hierarchy in it can be better integrated with the wizarding world?

Severus' silence was taken by the basilisk as a sign that it did not agree to go, so it twisted itself into a twist on the sofa to show its determination to go out.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, we'll go tomorrow." Severus yawned, got up and went back to the bedroom to catch up on his sleep.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the stupid look of the snake trying to untie himself, and he shook his head helplessly. Why did his thousand-year-old basilisk thighs look so stupid?

After watching the movie the next day, Severus was wandering around Diagon Alley, hearing the Basilisk's comments all over his ears.

[Why did those people go out by boat? Three or four thousand people were killed? Is it that the door key is inconvenient or that the broomstick is inconvenient? ] The basilisk rubbed its head with the tip of its tail and asked in confusion, [Can I go to the sea to eat fish? That whale looks quite big, I can swallow it in one bite...]

The corner of Severus' mouth twitched, he really dared to think about it.

"Ahem, you just watch a movie, why do you have so many questions?" He threw an orange gummy into his mouth and answered with puffed cheeks.

The basilisk turned around twice in its pocket in protest, and finally, under the temptation of delicious food, it stuck out its head and drooled over the apple pie.

One person and one snake soon returned home. Severus put the things on the table, collapsed on the sofa and rubbed his stomach. There were more and more vendors in Diagon Alley, and the food became more delicious.

The basilisk climbed onto the table to select the meat he liked, and finally slept on the soft cushion with the smell of grilled sausages all over him.

Severus pulled the blanket and prepared to take a nap on the sofa, but unexpectedly he was woken up by the aggressive sound again.

He opened his eyes with some displeasure and found a strange owl sitting on the window. Seeing that he did not open the window, the owl tilted its head and stared at him with its big eyes for a while, and then knocked aggressively on the window.

[Haqiu, who is it? It’s so noisy. ] The basilisk hissed and muttered, turned over and went back to sleep.

Severus stood up helplessly and opened the window. The owl flew in and stopped next to the basilisk's cushion, looking at it with burning eyes.

The basilisk was still sleeping peacefully, spitting out the message as if after recollection.

Severus walked over and took off the letter tied to his leg. The envelope exuded a faint fragrance, and an orange invitation letter was very conspicuous inside. He shook off the parchment and read it at a glance.

The owl tentatively stretched out its claws to catch the basilisk, which was a delicious spicy stick.

"Lily and Potter are getting married? This is really..." Severus frowned and thought, took out some feed and sprinkled it on the window. The owl hesitated for a moment, then gave up on the basilisk and flew to the window.

The owl ate the feed and squinted its eyes in enjoyment. This was the taste of high-end feed.

Severus opened the exquisite invitation, and the Potter family's lion emblem appeared. The names of Lily and Potter danced on the paper. He looked carefully and found that the wedding venue was at the Potter Manor. The time was March 1979, 3.

It is February 1979, 2, more than a month before their wedding.

Severus thought of Lily, whom he had met in October last year, and wondered why she had discussed marriage with Potter so quickly. However, considering that the situation in the wizarding world was not as tense as before, it would be very difficult for them to take the opportunity to get married. normal.

When he wrote the reply, he replied in the affirmative and also gave two bottles of magic potion for the owl to take.

Lily, who was at Potter Manor, was still waiting for a reply. She had previously written to tell her parents that she would invite them to stay at Potter Manor for Easter (March 3st). They agreed quickly; but when her sister Petunia showed up Due to the situation, she declined the offer to stay for a while. The reply stated that she was very busy with university courses and repeatedly promised that she would come when her sister got married.

"How's it going, Lily, has your sister changed her mind?" James asked as usual. Lily had been unhappy for several days since the last reply. It took him several times to find out that it was because her sister refused to come to stay. sad.

James originally had a weak impression of Petunia, but now he is even more displeased.

"Penny said she has to finish her college studies, so she may not have time for Easter..." Lily sighed, her eyes slightly red, "She is studying in medical school, so it's normal to be busy..."

James nodded noncommittally, hugged Lily distressedly, and waved his wand to control the flower branches with her to decorate the living room. The bright roses made the room fragrant.

Sirius was currently teasing his niece at Andromeda's house, trying to get her to climb off the suspended flying carpet.

"Andromeda, what do you think would be a suitable gift for my friend to get married?" Sirius looked at his cousin who was using the wand to control the kitchen utensils to cook, and said with a smile, "What do you think about me giving the latest broom? If you are getting married, It would be really cool to play a game of Quidditch."

Andromeda guessed that his friend was the Potter, and shook her head in amusement upon hearing this.

"Marriage should be romantic! Do you know about romance? It would be very suitable if you give them some diamond necklaces and gold watches." Mr. Tonks drank the black tea and thought for a while before answering. He also wanted to meet the wizard. wedding.

"Then I'll just give them some Galleons and they can buy them themselves." Sirius replied with a smile, but he thought it was a good idea.

Andromeda hesitated for a moment, then reminded her tactfully, "As a good friend, your thoughts are the most important."

Sirius nodded. As for how much he heard, only he knew.

The owl flew out of Potter Manor, circled around London, and then flew back with the letter.

Lupine, who had gained a lot of weight after eating well in the experimental manor, was very surprised when he received the letter forwarded by his mother. Lily and James finally achieved good results.

He found paper and pen to reply, excitedly saying that he would come as promised.

The only worry is that he has to save money to buy gifts for the newlyweds, and he doesn't know if his mother will sponsor him.

As for Peter Pettigrew, he looked at the orange invitation thoughtfully, but he didn't know how many people would go to the wedding.

People from all walks of life in the magical world have different attitudes towards the marriage of the only heir to the Potter family to a marrow wizard. Some admire and some ridicule.

Someone who wanted to see the Black family's joke told Walburga and Lucius about this and secretly watched their every move.

Walburga thought of Sirius who was hanging out with Old Potter's son, and sighed helplessly. They were all expelled anyway, and no amount of dirty water could be poured out on the Black family.

And where was Lucius, who was supposed to explain the financial situation in front of Voldemort?

He was looking at the weak young figure on the bed with a sad face, and he didn't even care about the mud stained on his gorgeous robe.

"Sissi, let's ask the doctor from St. Mungo's. We will definitely be able to find a solution... Yes, please ask the doctor from St. Mungo's..." Lucius struggled to find his voice and said to Narcissa, and he seemed to be saying to himself. .

Narcissa nodded frantically, her pale face full of tears, her dear Lyla, her poor little princess.

"Daddy, Mommy, don't cry. Laila wants to eat strawberry cake... After eating the cake, Laila will get better..." The young girl blinked her big gray-blue eyes, leaned against her mother dependently, and used a childish expression The words comfort loved ones.

"Laila, be good, let's drink the medicine first."

Lucius took a few bottles of soul-stabilizing potions and carefully fed them into his daughter's mouth.

Laila drank it obediently and tried her best to smile at them.

"Daddy, Mommy, when Laila is well, she doesn't need to take these painful medicines?" Her voice was soft and soft, with the innocence of a child.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Narcissa covered her mouth and cried. For the first time, she resented herself, why she had to suffer after giving birth to a daughter.

Lucius felt uncomfortable watching this, and kept urging the house elves to ask for the doctor from St. Mungo's. He took out his double-sided mirror and contacted the Potions Master who was attached to the Malfoy family.

Malfoy Manor was brightly lit and noisy until dawn.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Malfoy..." After the old doctor in green robes used a wand to test the girl Lyra, he felt deep sympathy for the crying Narcissa. The curse of the Malfoy family has done a lot of harm to people.

Lucius had accepted the tragedy of losing his daughter a year ago, but when it actually happened, he was still heartbroken.

He was still wearing yesterday's robe, and his usually smooth long hair was scattered messily on his shoulders. He glanced at the four wizards crowded in the room with bloodshot eyes, tried hard to suppress the annoyance in his heart, and gently patted his wife. back.

"Thank you very much. You have worked hard all night," Lucius licked his dry lips and said quickly and politely, "I will give you an extra reward. I hope you can forget what happened last night."

He held out his hand with his wand, his meaning self-evident.

The four wizards who had been called out overnight looked at each other and stretched out their hands to cover them. At this moment, they had a common secret.

The old doctor hesitated for a while and then became the best candidate to keep the secret.

After they left Malfoy Manor, the information leaked was to treat Mrs. Malfoy's headache.

Three days later, Voldemort's manor.

"Lucius, is Lila okay?" Regulus took advantage of the waiting time before the meeting to approach Lucius and ask.

For fear of being caught by other families, apart from their overt cooperation, the Black family and the Malfoy family kept their private contacts hidden from others.

"Narcissa stays with Lyla day and night." Lucius pursed his lips into a straight line, "Father is collecting black velvet..."

Regulus was silent. Was his niece's condition so bad?

When Lucius saw Regulus silent, he sighed deeply. No one could undo the curse of the Malfoy family...

The chairs in front of the long table in the conference room were pulled away, and the wizards attending the meeting arrived one after another.

Lucius calmed down and began to report the month's progress to Voldemort in detail.

"Are you planning to open multiple Diagon Alleys in England?" Voldemort tapped his fingers on the table, staring at James Meade with his red eyes, trying to see through his heart.

James Meade's legs were shaking slightly. It had been almost two years, and he was still afraid of the Duke in front of him.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty the Duke." He swallowed and took a pen to draw out a few plots of land on the whiteboard. "Here, here, and here can all be used as new addresses."

"Nowadays, the floating population in the wizarding world has increased, and Diagon Alley alone cannot meet the demand... Moreover, Hogsmeade Village is close to Hogwarts, so it needs to ensure safety and will not accept wizards from other countries..."

Meade explained tremblingly. With Voldemort's acquiescence, he re-counted the wizards in the wizarding world and re-registered the legal wizards, illegal wizards, squibs and newborns. He found that the number of wizards was more than he thought. Much more.

Moreover, the war between Voldemort's Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix in the past few years directly led to a decrease in the birth rate. There were not many young wizards born in those years, and coupled with the number of wizards who died, the number was not large.

If there is only one wizard in ten thousand people, there can be six to seven thousand people in the entire UK. Adding the wizards in the magical world, the number is probably close to ten thousand (excluding werewolves, elves, giants, etc.).

When Voldemort heard this data, his back teeth almost shattered. He wanted to hold down the heads of those wizards and ask, why don't they give birth to more people? As a result, he is now in short supply of subordinates.

Mead was talking to himself, completely unaware that the faces of the wizards at the conference table were turning green. There were seven or eight wizards competing for each position they recruited. He had never realized so intuitively that the number of wizards was so small.

"To sum up...I think...wizards need to encourage three children...there can be more bonuses...how much pain potions and magic have reduced, this is simply a miracle!" Meade became more and more excited as he talked, and directly referred to the Muggle world's 'hero mother' 'The policy has been moved, the more children you have, the more prizes you will receive. Besides, in the magical world, do you have magic and potions to help you give birth to children? What are you afraid of?

Lucius had a dark face, and the anger in his heart could not be greater. Doesn't this old man know how difficult it is for a wizard to get pregnant? And even with the help of potions and magic, there are not many pregnant women/pregnant women who have died! ?

"Well, Mr. Meade, I have a fertility potion here. Do you want to experience the feeling of giving birth?" He said with a smile, as if he was about to feed the fertility potion into the old man's mouth in the next moment. .

Mead's face froze, and he looked up at Voldemort as if asking for help.

Voldemort glanced at him indifferently, and in his heart he only recognized half of what Mead said. It was a fact that there were few people in the magic world, but he saw the difficulties and risks of childbearing, and all development did not happen overnight.

Moreover, the Muggle economist seems to have drifted off recently.

"Mr. Meade, can you set an example?" Voldemort asked casually, not caring about Lucius's robbery. This father needed an outlet.

"Haha, sir, I just..." Meade's feverish mind suddenly sobered up, and his face instantly turned pale.

Regulus curled his lips in disdain, did he really think he was the smartest person in the world after drinking a few bottles of intelligence enhancers?