[HP] Return late

Dumbledore, who had received the prophecy, did not leave immediately, but followed Draco back to the living room.

Harry crouched in a corner of the sofa with his teacup in his arms and bowed his head, not sure if he was dozing off or still restless.Narcissa's mother sat impassively in the armchair by the fireplace, seemingly annoyed at Draco's self-assertion.

"Mom." Even when Draco called her softly, he just nodded coldly.

"Mrs. Malfoy." Dumbledore said with a smile, and getting the prophecy seemed to make the old man a lot easier, and he was no longer so serious.

"Mr. Dumbledore, I don't know where else I can help you?" Narcissa said coldly and sarcastically.

"I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to teach at Hogwarts?"

Draco immediately became alert.

Hogwarts has to change professors every year—Defense Against the Dark Arts, a position cursed by the Dark Lord in legend.He narrowed his eyes angrily, and was about to speak sarcastically, but Narcissa spoke first.

"My pleasure," she said.

"Mom—" Draco couldn't help but interrupt.

But Narcissa didn't receive his reminder, "May I know which course it is?" she asked.

"Potions." Dumbledore replied calmly.

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The letter of appointment from Hogwarts was sent by Sirius Black himself. Of course, the suspicion that he came to see his godson cannot be ruled out.

But Draco quickly denied his previous idea, because after lunch, Sirius couldn't wait to suggest that Harry fly a few laps on the lawn of the manor with him.

There is no doubt that the current head of the Black family has something that they don't want to be known by the two of them and wants to chat with his mother. Draco dragged the stupid pet who was still muttering "I don't want to play with the broom now" to the basement. The two leave room for conversation.

Don't want to play Quidditch, they still have a lot of things to do, for example, now he has to explain the rules of Slytherin to stray cats.

On the other side, Narcissa and Sirius did not stay in the living room, but went to the study.After confirming that it was impossible for the two children to eavesdrop, she said to Sirius: "Shut the children away, what do you have to say, Sirius?"

She made a gesture of invitation and signaled her cousin to sit down.

"Indeed, Sissy." He pulled away an armchair beside the small round table, sat on it, put his hands on the table, and looked at Narcissa. "This is not good news. Professor Dumbledore's life is coming to an end." Sirius said with a wry smile, "He announced the news at yesterday's meeting."

"I didn't think you were the type to despair over such news and desperately need comfort," Narcissa said.

Sirius shook his head, "No, I came here to thank you, Sissy, thank you for keeping Harry behind."

"Don't thank me, I just respect my promise to Severus, that boy will be under my protection for as long as I live." Narcissa said flatly.

Black frowned upon hearing Snape's name, "Forgive me, I thought you would be on Voldemort's side, after all Malfoy—"

"I am a Malfoy." Narcissa interrupted sharply, emphasizing the pronunciation of the word Malfoy.

"Sorry." Sirius couldn't find better words, and fell silent for a while.

"You're still the guy who didn't grow up." Narcissa said, "Why do you think so many Slytherin families chose the Dark Lord in the first place? No one is born to like to be someone else's servant."

"They are for the family. You may never know the situation of the noble family at that time, Sirius."

"The failure of the German one made the British wizards panic. The Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot feared that history would repeat itself and suppressed the aristocratic forces. Most pure-blood families were struggling. At that time, apart from choosing to work with the poor, only the Dark Lord was The only hope."

"Back then, most of the Slytherin family thought that following him would bring them glory and power, but they didn't see his true nature. The once prosperous Black family also withered into what it is now."

"We look down on Muggles and half-breeds, but we're not crazy enough to kill them all."

"After discovering the madness of the Dark Lord, it will be impossible to escape."

"In order to protect the family, I have to do low-level thug-like things."

"Enduring humiliation and kissing the foot of a lunatic's robe, if you make a mistake, it will be Cruciatus."

"I'm sorry, my departure at that time caused trouble to the family. I know that after I left, both you and Bella had to marry other families immediately—"

"Your apology is not due to me, but to Bella and Regulus. My marriage is blessed, and I love Lucius, and never deny it."

"Regulus—I saw the date of his death on the tapestry." Sirius rubbed his forehead, "You shouldn't have burned the tapestry."

"I'm not sure if being seen by other people will affect my dragon," Narcissa said.

"Speaking of which," Sirius lowered his hand, looked at Narcissa solemnly, and asked, "Draco, what's going on?"

"Just as you imagined, he died, but his soul did not leave his body." Narcissa clenched her fingers tightly, without causing too much fluctuation in her tone.

"I'm sorry. Is there any other way?" said Sirius. "Since Voldemort can be resurrected—maybe I can ask Professor Dumbledore for you."

"No need." Narcissa said bluntly, "There will be a way, there will always be."

"Okay, you make the decision." Sirius rubbed his nose sadly, and didn't speak any more.

After a while, Narcissa broke the terrible silence.

"Do you remember Regulus?" she said softly.

"Before my little dragon was born, he came to me one night."

"He discovered one of the dark lord's secrets and didn't want to follow such a madman anymore, and then he left, and a few days later, the date of his death appeared on the tapestry."

"No one ever knew that he died fighting against the Dark Lord."

Sirius seemed stunned by the news, he was unable to utter a word for almost a minute, and finally he punched the table hard, tears streaming down his handsome face, he covered it with his right hand Eye.

"The war is about to start, I may die in battle, if that happens, please take care of Harry instead of me, I am an irresponsible godfather." He said hoarsely.

"You're still naive, Sirius," Narcissa said.

"Your self-righteousness led your godson to spend a childhood abused and bullied by dirty Muggles 15 years ago, and now you are going to repeat the same mistakes?"

"Have you ever thought about how sad your godson will be if you, his only family member, die?"

Sirius put his hand down and said wearily, "I believe in you, Sissy."

"I just love my family," Narcissa said

"Cissy, you are the most suitable heir to the Black family. If you hadn't married Malfoy and become a lady with nothing but money—"

"No, I have everything I want. What a Malfoy wants, she will get." Narcissa said proudly.

"Oh, yes. You always have a way." Sirius said calmly, "One more thing." He took out a long roll of parchment from his robe pocket, "I will take the existing parchment from the Black family. All properties are transferred to you, and please inherit the position of the head of the Black family."

"Oh?" Narcissa raised her eyebrows in exactly the same way as her husband.

"You know, since I was expelled from the family, this ring no longer recognizes me." He placed a ring engraved with the Black family crest on the table.

"If I die in the war, it is very likely that the property of the Black family will not be left to Harry according to my will, but will be transferred to Bella's name in sequence. I have to make plans early."

"Are you ready to die?" Narcissa said sharply.

"War can't be without sacrifices, Sissy." Sirius looked at her with the same steadfast light in his eyes as he left the Black family many years ago.

She had also seen that kind of light in Regulus' eyes.

But the Black family can't just cut it off.

Narcissa signed her unmarried name at the bottom of the document, and the magic scroll emitted a shining silver light, and hot power buried her fingertips.She picked up the heir's ring and put it on her middle finger without hindrance.

"Then now, in the name of Black's current head, I order you to show me the continuation of the Black family's bloodline before you go to die." She said arrogantly.

"I don't even have a girlfriend now—how can I have children—" Sirius muttered disapprovingly.

"Very well, I will arrange various blind dates for you in the next few months."

When Draco and Harry returned to the living room during dinner, they saw Narcissa with an inscrutable expression and Sirius with a bitter and bitter expression.

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