[HP Doujin] 1943

Cote d'Azur Hotel is a famous European wizard resort hotel group, which belongs to the Black family. The "Côte d'Azur" and the "Royal Olympia" and "England Gardens" hotels owned by the Landauer family have always been rivals in fierce competition.

On Monday afternoon, the sun shone on the tall Byzantine plaster vaults. Elizabeth drove an old Bentley that was not in use by Tony, and entered the black hollow wrought iron gate of the "Côte d'Azur".She slowed the car and looked around, marveling.Different from the luxurious and comfortable romantic pastoral style of the Landauer Hotel, the "Côte d'Azur" covers a huge area, and the traditional Le Nôtre-style classical garden design is extraordinary and majestic, with a solemn royal style. If it weren't for the hedges and Golden statues and fountains of centaurs, goblins, and famous witches and wizards appeared in the lawn from time to time, and Elizabeth thought she was in the Palace of Fontainebleau.

When she arrived at the hotel entrance, the hotel valet ran over and opened the car door for her. Elizabeth threw the tip and car keys to him and walked to the lobby.

No wonder Sylvia always sneered at the hotel where Randall lived. "Côte d'Azur" really carried forward the arrogance and nobility of pure-blood wizards to the extreme. The ceiling in the hotel lobby was as high as a church, and famous wizard Behind the thick thorny gold curtains are stained glass windows in the style of the Merlin era and the armor of the Goblin Rebellion era. Countless candles hang in mid-air, lighting up the entire hall.

There was a Gringotts Bank office on the right hand side of the entrance, and serious-looking goblins sat behind golden scales, examining piles of gems and gold with their long thin fingers.On the left is a wizard shopping mall. Looking in through the wooden door inlaid with glass, she saw common brands such as "Travel into a Wizard Robe Store", "Honeydukes Candy Store", "Potion & Crucible Supplies", and then Going forward, you will see the tall and magnificent reception desk of the golden hotel. More than a dozen beautiful witches wearing dark purple robes, silver name tags on their chests, and their hair tied into a tight bun are sitting behind the reception desk. With a professional smile, they serve the wizards and wizards who go through various procedures. The wizards who get the keys are led by the staff to the back row of lifts with golden fences.

Elizabeth couldn't help sighing that this place really belonged to the style of a pure-blood supremacist family like Black, and there was no trace of Muggle supplies that could be seen everywhere in the Randall's hotel.She looked around, but she didn't see the Greek goblin cafe that Ada mentioned, so she asked a witch in a deep purple robe at the front desk. The witch had a polite smile on her face and said to her: "The Greek Fairy Café is only open to senior members of the Cote d'Azur Hotel, and even members need to make an appointment in advance."

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment, and said, "I don't know...a friend of mine invited me here to meet."

"What's your name?" the witch asked neatly, reaching out to pick up a stack of thick parchment.

"Elizabeth Stuart."

Hearing the word Stuart, the witch glanced at her quickly, then lowered her head to check the records. "Ah," she said, "yes, Miss Ida Woodson is waiting for you. Ellen!" she raised her voice to a member of staff behind her. "Take Mrs. Stuart to the Greek Leprechaun Cafe on the top floor. hall."

Elizabeth really didn't expect that this coffee shop is a place where only the highest-level customers of the "Cote d'Azur" can go, and there are very few people who know the existence of this coffee shop.She wondered all the way, when did Ada have such a status?

The elevator rattled upwards until it reached the top floor.As soon as the golden fence opened, Elizabeth was dazzled by the light of the blazing torches.

In Randall's hotel, all the top floors are decorated with French windows and transparent and elegant white curtains, bright and natural, overlooking the surrounding scenery.Here, the so-called "top floor" looks almost the same as a gloomy cellar, with dark green bronze candlesticks floating above the head, lighting dim candles.In the corridor, there are thick dark green curtains tied with silver velvet hanging at intervals, and torches are burning blazingly on the wall.On the dark marble wall, there are portraits with golden picture frames with intricate patterns. Inside are some creepy wizards in medieval costumes, with thick blush on their faces and hairpins on their wigs .Elizabeth could clearly hear the dangerous hissing of the snake in the painting and the impatient clicks of the medieval wizards as she walked by.

Elizabeth thought silently in her heart, maybe this is the biggest difference between the Randall family and the Black family, one is the supremacy of enjoyment, the other is the supremacy of blood.

She followed the staff through a gloomy wooden door, which was dimly lit, and a gorgeous crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, illuminating the dark bar and the separate rooms. box.They walked past the boxes to the bottom of the corridor and stood in front of a black door with a snake-shaped metal buckle.He knocked on the metal button, and an indifferent male voice immediately rang in the air beside their ears: "Hello, this is the Thebes box of the Greek Goblin Cafe, please state your name and appointment time."

Elizabeth said, "Er...Elizabeth Stuart, the appointment time is three o'clock in the afternoon."

The indifferent voice said: "Hello, Mrs. Stuart."

After speaking, the door creaked open.Elizabeth thanked the staff who showed her the way and walked in.

Inside the door was a not-so-pleasant, gorgeous room surrounded by stone walls, with a small green flame burning in the fireplace, slender white candles burning in sterling silver candlesticks, and thick velvet underfoot. Greek-style carpet, walking on it quietly.

A thin figure came out from behind the heavy curtain, and a familiar and calm voice came: "Hello, Elizabeth."

Hearing this familiar voice, Elizabeth froze all over. She opened her mouth in surprise and looked at Sylvia Black, who was wearing a black robe.

Her long black hair hangs on the left side of her pale and thin face, and her hair is clipped on her right ear, revealing a sparkling diamond earring on her earlobe.She was busy arranging a pile of documents. Seeing Elizabeth, she put down the parchment in her hand, stretched out her hands to comb her long hair, stroked her robe, and nodded to her: "Come and sit down."

Elizabeth went to a round table and sat down.There is a window on the right, but with the curtains drawn, no light comes in. There are layers of curtains on the left. I really don’t know how big this private room is.

Sylvia sat across from her, looked her up and down, and thought that she had really become different from before.Before Elizabeth could ask, she said, "It's not convenient for me to contact you directly, so I borrowed the name of Miss Ida Woodson."

"Is Ada working for you?"

Sylvia smiled, picked up the teapot, and the crimson liquid fell into the silver teacup. "Not exactly." She put down the teapot and raised her eyes, "Don't ask so many questions."

Elizabeth took a sip of tea silently, countless questions were rolling in her mind, but she didn't know which one to ask first.She gently put down the teacup, stroked the teaspoon with her fingers, raised her eyes, and asked quietly, "Where is he?"

"It's none of your business," Sylvia said.

"Then what did you call me to do?"

Sylvia looked at Elizabeth's pale and peaceful face, curled her lips and said, "It's nothing, just tell you not to write to me again, and don't try to contact me. You are already from Stuart. Yes, our contact is a very dangerous thing for you and me. Also, last time I told you those things, it was my fault, I lost control of my emotions. "

They drank tea silently for a while, and Sylvia stood up and said calmly: "Lizzie, there is a truth you should also understand, that is, when something happens, it happens, and don't pursue the reasons behind it. I cast a Cruciatus Curse on you, causing you to almost die, this just happened, don’t think too much about it.” She looked at Elizabeth’s slightly trembling lips, determined her heart, and continued to say in a calm tone: “This All things in the world, if you have to pursue all the causes and conditions behind it, wouldn’t every bad person have helplessness and pity? Don’t live so hard, forget some things that should be forgotten, and live this life well After that, you will be worthy of yourself."

After sending Elizabeth away, Sylvia sighed long and sat back in her chair dejectedly.After a while, she seemed to regain her composure, turned her head, and said to the shadow behind the curtain, "You have already seen the man, can you come out and continue to study the retreat plan?"

The green curtain was gently lifted, and a slender and tall figure stepped out.The candlelight hit Tom Riddle's face, his handsome cheeks became much thinner, a strand of black hair fell on his forehead, his eye sockets became deeper, and there was a gloomy and unpredictable chill in his dark eyes.

He walked up to Sylvia, sat down opposite her, pondered for a moment, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the teacup that Elizabeth had used just now.

Sylvia looked at him and pulled out the parchment and quill again: "Let's continue. Before the Ministry of Magic votes this weekend, we must safely evacuate to Norway."

"She's lost a lot of weight." Tom's fingers stroked the teacup that was still warm in Lizzie's hand, his eyes were lowered, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow on his tired, sleep-deprived face. Spirited."

"Tom!" said Sylvia angrily, her black eyes fixed on him, "that's not what we need to discuss now!"

Tom took a deep breath, let go of the teacup, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and paused on the table.

"Change plan." He took out his wand and lit his cigarette. "Pause the evacuation."

Sylvia looked at him with desperate eyes: "Are you crazy? Do you want to stay in such a dangerous place for her?"

Tom looked at the clock on the fireplace, slowly puffed out a puff of smoke, and said calmly: "She and I have nothing to do with it. It's just... I'm tired of running away, and now it's time for us to fight back."

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It was seven o'clock in the evening, the sky was getting dark, the brilliant sunset glow was gradually fading over the bay, and the sky in the Bernard Valley turned a peaceful deep blue, and the stars lit up.The evening wind blows through the blooming peonies and hydrangeas in the garden, and the leaves of the sycamore and citrus trees rustle softly in the wind.The sound of running water in the fountain rang non-stop, mixed with the sound of insects, making it extraordinarily peaceful, soft, joyful and relaxing.

"This house is nice. When I retire, I can come here to buy a vacation." Francis lit a cigar, sat on a white folding chair in the long veranda behind the house, and said leisurely.

"If you want, I'll give you a set directly." Tony sat opposite him, shaking the "Paris Mirror" in his hand, with a hint of indifference in his dark blue eyes.

Francis smiled, picked up the glass and swirled it. The amber liquid with ice cubes sparkled in the candlelight.He took a sip of his whiskey and asked, "How's it going?"

Tony turned over a page of the newspaper and said casually: "It went well, and it developed exactly as we expected. As soon as Ada and I disclosed the news that the Ministry of Magic was looking for Sylvia to Elizabeth, she wrote a letter to Sylvia. Via got in touch. We followed Elizabeth to Blake's hotel."

"It's really effective in luring snakes out of their holes." Francis said lightly, "Let Claudia, Estella, and Elizabeth go back to England in the past few days. The situation will soon become unsafe. My spies over there said: , their emergency evacuation to Norway has been called off."

Tony raised his eyes, tossed the newspaper aside, grabbed a handful of ice cubes and dropped them into his glass.

"It's really unexpected," he said. "I thought that your step could at most lead to his hiding place. I didn't expect that he would stay in France for her. This is simply asking for death."

"Not necessarily," Francis exhaled smoke and dropped the cigar on the table, "Never underestimate Tom Riddle, his intentions may not be so simple."

"Then do you think there is any reason for him to choose to stay at this time?" Tony said, "As soon as the vote is passed on Friday, the French Ministry of Magic and the British Ministry of Magic will send people to jointly encircle the Côte d'Azur."

"I don't know," Francis said, "I just have a hunch."

"You still choose to trust your stupid instincts, Francis?" A woman's voice came, and Tony raised his head and frowned.

"I think I mentioned to you, Victoria," Tony said, "that you're not welcome in this house."

Victoria didn't seem to hear him.She was wearing a dark green robe, her long black hair was pulled back, and her old face still had some of the beauty of the past.She poured herself a glass of whiskey and said with a smile: "It is not polite to welcome your mother-in-law like this, Mr. Randall."

"Do you want to go out by yourself, or do I grab your neck and throw you out?" Francis said quietly, raising his glass to her.

"That's a hard thing to say," said Victoria, smiling, "but, my dear brother, I've long been used to your strange behavior. Before the dignity is exhausted, I will give you some small suggestions."

Francis didn't even look at her.He smiled and said to Tony: "Everything is fine in your house, except that the protective spells are not enough, so that some poisonous snakes crawled in."

"If anyone is said to be the poisonous snake that attacked the surname of Stuart, I am afraid it is you and your dear wife Elizabeth." Victoria said sarcastically, "Sometimes, you really should learn more from the Black family. , take a good look at what kind of scum you have chosen. Do you know where your stupidest part is, dear brother? You are too weak and too self-important. The only thing you should do now is to put Get rid of Tom Riddle and his lover, your wife, or there will be endless troubles."

Francis stood up, with a trace of majesty in his tall figure: "In your despicable mind full of tricks, you never know what law and justice are. Don't worry, I will bring Mr. Riddle to justice , to the Wizengamot Court for trial, but I will not use all kinds of dirty tricks like you. If you dare to move Elizabeth's finger again, I swear I will kill you without a whole body."

Victoria laughed, and suddenly, she splashed all the whiskey and ice cubes in her hand on Francis's face, and cursed: "You bastard, scum! If it weren't for you, Laura wouldn't have died at all! The Stuart family will not bear so much negative news! The Stuart Manor was originally the most serious place and the most beautiful home in my heart, but you let that dirty girl become the owner of the manor, you It's just shameless!"

Tony stood up abruptly, drew out his wand and pointed at her, took a step forward, and grabbed Victoria's robe, with raging anger in his eyes: "Don't you ever think about why all your Have all your relatives left you? Even your only daughter doesn’t want to see you, and you still can’t see the bad things on yourself?! Get out of my house now, I don’t want to say it again! "

Victoria opened his mouth and spit on his face. Tony was enraged, and he pulled out his wand and knocked her into the air. The table of cigars, turned in a circle, and the apparition disappeared.

Although Francis' expression was calm, his eyes were burning with unstoppable anger.He waved his wand to restore the garden and corridor, and said, "I'm going back to the manor first."

"Okay," Tony said, still staring angrily at where Victoria had vanished, her blond hair disheveled across her forehead, "Claudia and Elizabeth will be back soon, too."

Francis patted Tony on the shoulder, said, "See you on Friday," and turned to walk away.