[HP] Years Whisk

"Time flies so fast, it's been four or five years since we last met." Voldemort casually said to Signus while shaking the red wine in his hand.

"Oh?" Signus received casually: "Really? It's been a while."

"Signus, you were like this when you were in school, you really haven't changed much." Voldemort took a sip of his red wine. "Still being so indifferent to the outside world, only paying attention to those things that are related to yourself."

"In that case, you have changed a lot." Signus was too lazy to argue with Voldemort, so he said bluntly, "Tell me, Riddle, what did you want when you found me?"

"Huh." Voldemort sneered, putting away his friendly pretense. "What do I want? Signus, you should be very clear about it." He said aggressively, "The war is about to start. Is Blake, who is 'forever pure', afraid?"

"The Black family is never afraid of anyone." Signus was not irritated by him, but calmly stated a fact.

"Then, tell me, my dear friend." Under the dim light, Voldemort's eyes were almost the same color as the dry red wine he held in his hand, that kind of dark red, like frozen blood. "Why do you refuse to join us? Is it because you were also bewitched by those mudblood wizards, believing in their peaceful coexistence?"

"I've never forgotten Blake's family motto," Signus said dryly. "Our Black family has never been close to a Muggle traitor. Riddle, we are old classmates, you know me, and I have never understood you." He looked sharply at Voldemort, "Are you In what capacity are you accusing us of the Black family? Moreover, you and I are very clear about the outcome of the saints. You swept here again in the name of purging the blood, and everyone knows how much selfishness there is in it."

"You are wrong, my old friend." Voldemort seemed not to be affected by Signus' cold tone at all. "In the few years after graduation, I wanted to be a professor. So I traveled around, hoping to gain some experience. But look what I saw?" He stood up, his black wizard robe dragging on the floor, slightly trembling. The 'rustling' sound of cloth rubbing against each other. "In Bath, a pure-blooded little wizard was regarded as a devil by those ignorant Muggles. He was locked tightly in a room that was not as good as a pigsty, starved to the bone, and even bit off his own arm. A piece of meat to relieve hunger. In Darlington, a poor witch was unfortunately discovered by the Muggle villagers she saved. Out of fear of the unknown, the villagers of the whole village, no matter how experienced Whether it's her favor or not, they tricked her wand, and then demanded to burn her alive according to the punishment of the last century." Voldemort paused, as if to give Signus some time to digest the information , Then, he continued: "Not only in England, but in Scotland and Glasgow, wizards are regarded as a symbol of evil, and magic is a taboo that cannot be discussed with people. In other places, Perth, Coventry, South Ann Puton, such incidents abound. We are born with magical powers, and we should be the existence that those Muggles look up to and fear, instead of being weak and huddled in the wizarding world like we are now. We wizards should be the ones in this world Those lowly and ignorant Muggles are always lowly, and they only deserve to kneel before us and bow down to us!" He walked to a place two or three meters away from Signus, turned around, and looked down upon us looking down at Signus. "Signus, the Black family, one of the pillars of the pure blood, I hope you will not forget the responsibility of the pure blood."

"Pure blood responsibility?" Signus sneered. "Riddle, what right do you have to order me?" He raised his head calmly and met Voldemort's gaze without any fear.The two of them stared at each other, neither of them willing to back down in their eyes, and their eyes were focused together, like a silent fight.

At this time, with the sound of the fabric rubbing, Signus suddenly noticed a huge soft-bodied creature wrapping around his legs and climbing up.He quickly bowed his head, it was a snake!

The snake was about as thick as a wrist, with dark brown patterns, and it had circled around the chair where Signus was sitting. The snake's head had just climbed to Signus' knee, and it was aiming at Signus' Hissing' to spit out the core.Its color is similar to the wooden floor, and it is not very conspicuous in the dim light, so Signus didn't notice the existence of 'it' when he just talked.

Signus was so startled that his hairs stood on end. He immediately pulled out his wand, and just about to cast a spell, he heard a 'hissing' sound from the person opposite.

[Nagini, come back! 】Voldemort spoke Parseltongue, his voice seemed gloomy and eerie in this empty reception room.

Signus only saw that after Voldemort let out a cold 'hiss' sound, the big snake turned its head to look at Voldemort, then turned to him again, opened its mouth wide as if threatening, and reluctantly moved from Sig Nas fell back from his legs and slowly crawled towards Voldemort.

A drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from Signus' forehead, and his pupils shrank.As the snake opened its mouth, he could clearly see its sharp teeth; as it slid down his leg, a drop of snake saliva fell on the wooden floor, instantly eating away a charred hole in the floor. .

"My pet is more playful, please don't pay too much attention to it." Voldemort stretched out his hand to let the snake climb on his body, and said to Signus lightly.

"You..." Signus suppressed the fear in his heart, he knew very well what it meant to be able to speak Parseltongue. "So the rumors are true?"

"What rumor?" Voldemort stroked the snake's head calmly, like a harmless rabbit.

"Are you the heir of Slytherin?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Voldemort patted the snake's head, allowing it to rest quietly on his shoulder, and finally turned his gaze to Signus, this time, he no longer concealed his ambition.The blood-red eyes are full of arrogance and desire to conquer. "So I am destined to become the 'king' of pure-blood wizards, I will open the door to a new world for the wizarding world, and I will lead you to unprecedented glory!"

"Signus, you are a smart man." Voldemort bent down and patted Signus on the shoulder affectionately. "You know, what is the most favorable choice for the Black family." After finishing speaking, he strode towards the door of the reception room. When he grabbed the doorknob, he seemed to remember something, and turned back to Signus and said, " By the way, I forgot to remind you, my old friend." There was a false smile on the corner of his mouth. "I don't have much patience. You have to remember to cherish our 'friendship'. I also don't want to take those drastic measures against 'friends'." After speaking, he pushed open the door and walked out of the reception room.

Signus sat on the armchair in the reception room, frowning tightly. After a while, he closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

"You came out?" Just as Voldemort walked out of the reception room, he saw Walburga and Orion waiting respectfully at the door.

"Your younger brother is really stubborn." Voldemort said to Walburga with a smile, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, but a trace of murderous intent.

"That's because he still doesn't know your noble status." Walburga hurriedly replied.Orion followed her, with his head down, not as earnest as Walburga, thinking of something.

"Oh? Is that so?" Voldemort asked a meaningful question in an unclear tone. "Forget it, the war is coming soon, Walburga." His eyes swept over Walburga and Orion who were following behind him. "All members of the Black family must stand on my side, otherwise, I don't mind using some special means during this 'extraordinary' period. For the sake of your surrender to me, I will be a little more tolerant towards the Black family But, how long can this tolerance last? It depends on your choices, Black."

It was already late at night when the banquet ended, and Signus summoned Alphard, Walburga, and Orion into the study.

The moment Alphard walked into the study, he confessed to Signus again and again: "I was wrong brother, I will never sneak out of England without telling you again. Forgive me, I promise to take it seriously in the future. The prestige of the Black family. I, I, as long as I am not allowed to marry those pure-blooded ladies, I will listen to you whatever you say."

Signus sat on the armchair he often used in his office with a tired look on his face.He lit a cigar, took a puff, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.He ignored Alphard who was admitting his mistake, waved at him casually, motioned him to stand aside, and then turned to Walburga and Brian who had just walked in through the study door.

"Walburga." His face was blurred by the smoke of the cigar: "Why did you seek refuge with Voldemort?"

Walburga said nothing.

Signus rubbed his forehead with quite a headache. "I told you last time that Tom Riddle is not a good person. His ambition is not only to eliminate those Muggle-born wizards. He wants to establish himself as king and make the entire wizarding world submit to him. .Why don't you listen to my persuasion?"

"Signus." Walburga finally said, "You are too stubborn. You just stubbornly guarded everything passed down to us by your parents, but you never thought of expanding the influence of the Black family. You are so brave. We are cowardly and self-confident, and never see the threats and provocations that those mudbloods pose to us. Those who do not belong to the wizarding world have magical powers because of the mercy of the heavens. But how dare they! How can those lowly mudbloods Delusion to have the same power as us? Shall we just watch them expand their power step by step, and finally ride on us purebred wizards?" She eased her tone and continued: "Besides, That lord is the heir of Slytherin, and there is no shame in having him as king. How perfect his ideas are, and his abilities are unique. I firmly believe that under his leadership, we pure-blood wizards It will definitely re-rule the entire wizarding world, and make those lowly half-bloods or mudbloods bow their heads obediently."

"You're seeking skin from a tiger!" Signus angrily threw the cigar on the ground and stomped it out regardless of etiquette. "I don't remember the Black family having a tradition of being slaves."

Walburga refused to back down. "Signus, you don't have the guts to lead the Black family to a higher level, but I have! Time will prove which of us is right. Just wait and see, I will definitely make the Black family the leader of the wizarding world again " She obviously didn't want to continue arguing with Signus about this matter, and took Orion's hand: "By the way, Lord Dark Duke gave us an ultimatum to the Black family, and his current power is obviously not yours. I can resist now, you can take care of yourself." After finishing speaking, she pulled Orion out of the study.

Signus leaned heavily on the back of the armchair. He raised his head and stared blankly at the murals on the roof of the study, wondering what he was thinking.At this time, he heard a cautious question. "Brother—that, me, I'm going too, huh?"

Signus turned his head and saw Alphard standing obediently in the corner. "Why are you still here?" Signus asked.

"You and Walburga are arguing there, and I, I can't get in." Alphard said hesitantly. "I don't really want you two to quarrel, but from Walburga's appearance, she is determined to go all the way to the dark. Actually, brother, I don't really want our Black family to be dominated by other people, you Can you stick to your own opinion, just stick to it, and don't support any faction. It's good for our family to watch the show on the sidelines, and we don't need to be a pure-blood leader."

"You—" Signus sighed helplessly: "This matter has nothing to do with you, so just be obedient and don't cause me any trouble. It won't save me from having to clean up the mess for you. Okay. Okay, okay, I won't pursue the matter of you traveling around the world without saying a word before. Now that you have finally come back safely, it is true to calm down and start a family as soon as possible. It is so late at night, go to bed quickly. ’ He waved at Alphard like dismissing a child.

"Then—I'm leaving." Alphard walked towards the door of the study with a smile on his face.

"Hey, wait—" Signus remembered something: "Where do you plan to live when you come? Just ask your sister-in-law to clean up a room for you, and live in Black Manor from now on, right under my nose Down there, I can still watch you a little bit."

"Farewell, farewell," Alphard waved his hands hastily. "Brother, I'm almost 30 years old. I always live in your house. Does it make sense? My father left me an apartment in Canary Wharf. I'll go and have a look at it early tomorrow morning."

"Fine," Signus nodded. "Connect the Floo network in your apartment to Black Manor, and come to me anytime you need anything."

"Okay." Alphard said good night to Signus and left.