[HP] Shh, it's a secret

"Ma'am, are you sure... I mean are you really determined to go there?" Pierce, then Deputy Minister of Magic.Thinknes stood on the shore, rubbing his hands, looking back and forth between the flickering small island in the middle of the sea and the face of the noble lady in front of him, with a frightened and flustered expression.

"Of course." Narcissa.Malfoy lifted his chin and said coldly, "My husband is there and I have visitation rights, and I've got permission from 'his lord'."

"Oh yes... yes, my lord, that's natural. Then please come with me, we will go directly by boat, I have already greeted the guards outside." Thinknes took out a white handkerchief and wiped his forehead Khan, will Narcissa.Malfoy led to the boat hidden behind the reef.

As soon as we boarded the boat, a knife-like cold wind poured in from all directions.

"Damn the weather." Thickness couldn't help cursing in a low voice.While using his wand to control the direction of the ship, he raised his head from time to time to secretly look at this noble lady who dared to enter Azkaban.Visiting her husband, it is hard to imagine that there are real so-called husband and wife among the nobles.

The boat glides across the water, through the waves, and soon, the dark castle of Azkaban and the wandering dementors appear before their eyes.Thinknes couldn't help shivering. He hated today's mission, but he had to obey the orders of the lord.

After 5 minutes, they went ashore smoothly.Thinknes led the indifferent lady to the stone road leading to the interior of the prison.The inside of the prison is just terrible, gloomy and evil.When entering the passage where the prisoners were, the situation was a hundred times worse.There were desperate screams and malevolent, even creepy, stares everywhere.

It was finally here, and after passing through countless passages, it seemed like a whole century.Thicknesses was relieved when they stood outside one of the deepest cells on the top floor of the prison.

"Ma'am, we are here." Thinknes opened the door of the cell, and he was not surprised to find a small storage bag trimmed with silver wire beside the hand holding the key.He took it and tucked it into his sleeve without any trace, and he turned sideways, "I will wait outside, but madam, we only have one hour, please hurry up."

"Not very grateful." Narcissa nodded at him.Thinknes backed away, the iron gate closing behind her.

……

"Sissy?" a hoarse voice.

Narcissa looked up and saw Lucius who was haggard like a ghost sitting on the long stone bench.She clenched her hands tightly. In fact, she should be happy, at least he was not imprisoned by them with chains.

"Is that you, Sissy?" Lucius tried to get up, but only wobbled and fell back down on the bench.His voice was terribly hoarse.

"No, it's me." The visitor quickly approached him, drew out his wand, flicked his wrist, and drew a non-standard circle along the figures of the two.In an instant, a pure gray space was opened up, and a transparent hard and indifferent barrier was formed around it.Within this range, their dialogue actions will not be heard and seen by others, but the outside scene can be seen in full view.

"It's me, Dad." The visitor said eagerly.The voice changed into a slightly deep male voice but still maintained Narcissa.Malfoy's figure.

"Draco?!"

"Yes Dad, it's me."

The son's voice, the wife's face...

Lucius blinked, showing a puzzled expression.After a long time, he shifted his gaze to the barriers that occasionally reflected light around him.That's right, this ancient and rare anti-tapping spell is only allowed to be taught by Malfoy's direct blood.

"Draco, it makes me feel a little sad that you can use this kind of superb magic so proficiently, but it grows better when I'm not around." Lucius said mockingly.

Draco was stunned, and the excitement of seeing his living father again after three years was replaced by sadness.

in my absence...

When you're not around...

Even at such a time,

In this case……

Draco lowered his head, staring at his boots, feeling the urge to cry.

"Okay Draco, tell me the reason why you left the comfort and comfort of Hogwarts to come here to the dark and evil Azkaban, and pretended to be your mother. You sneaked out, eh? Tell me, reason! Reason! Damn it! Is there any reason for you, the sole heir of the Malfoy family, to go to Azkaban to see a prisoner regardless of the consequences?! Tell me! Now!" Lucius excitedly Standing up and snarling at Draco, "Where's your mother, where is she? Damn it! How could she allow it, how could she?"

Draco's eyes finally turned red, as if a certain switch had been turned on, hot liquid, eye sockets, cheeks, nasal cavity, chin...everywhere.He bit his lower lip hard, but his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably.

"De... Draco?" Lucius's surging anger was extinguished immediately, in fact, he froze all over, and then, those gray-white cracked hands pressed down on his whimpering On his son's shoulders, "What happened? Is it your mother..." He saw Draco shaking his head, "Is that you?...What's wrong, son?" Lucius' voice was soft, though still hoarse. But very warm.

Draco shook his head vigorously again.

"...I'm fine daddy...there's never been a better time to..."

Lucius frowned suspiciously, and pulled his heir to sit on the stone bench, which was still within the scope of the anti-tapping spell. More importantly, he might not be able to support it for a longer period of time. The decline in physical strength frightened him.

"I'm sorry Dad, I thought I could be stronger." Draco calmed down quickly, and then he took out a medical box much larger than the handbag from his handbag, "I brought Some medicine, I think it should be useful."

Soothing agents, sedatives, nutritional supplements... Lucius skillfully selected the medicines he urgently needed at the moment, with a satisfied light in his eyes.After a few minutes, he looked healthier, at least not as haggard as before.

"It worked, I guess I have to say thank you," Lucius said sincerely, "And now, Draco my son, should you tell me why you're here?" His voice smoothed many.

"Yes, Dad." Draco took a breath and stood up, and began to pace in the small space where the wiretapping spell was placed, "Maybe you will find it unbelievable, even absurd...but please believe it." What I'm going to say next. It's a matter of life."

"Oh?" Lucius frowned.

"If you find it hard to believe, you can 'Legilitivize'," Draco said.Pausing for two seconds, he squeezed his hands vigorously, "Dad, I am no longer the me you 'thought' and 'now'... I died once..."

……

"You mean... the Dark Lord has failed." A quarter of an hour of incredible narration Lucius just sat in silence until the end of the story to see his same pale gray pupils shrink unconsciously Down.

"Yes Dad, failed and died, like a normal person." Draco said, there was no obvious ups and downs in his tone.

"Really..." Lucius lowered his eyes, "Because of that boy?"

"Yes... but not completely, maybe... I was just one of the crowd hiding far away at that time. They confronted each other for a long time. I was in a hurry to find you and mom, but I couldn't hear everything clearly." Draco said Eyes flickering, "Dad, are you... not surprised?"

Lucius smiled: "Draco, you have to know that in the long prison life, there is always something to pass, some people scream, some people are busy killing themselves... For me, Azkaban is not bad. It’s a good place to calm down and think.”

"dad……"

"That person told me back then that what we need are powerful and talented wizards, but now, the team is full of crazy and cruel scum... He even...is a child... Lucius closed his eyes in despair and then opened them again, "Actually, his failure was predictable, wasn't it?... It seems that it's time to find a new way out for Malfoy, I just hope it's not too late .Draco, go find Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore?" Draco opened his eyes wide, "No dad, he can't do it, he's not reliable, he won't even survive long."

Lucius' eyebrows twitched, showing a surprised expression for the first time. "Even Dumbledore is dead, and the Dark Lord finally killed him?"

"Dead, a lot of people died, too many, too many." Draco turned his face away, avoiding the seriousness and ignoring it.

Luckily Lucius didn't dwell too long on who killed Dumbledore. "War always kills." Lucius, who had experienced a war, quickly accepted, "Then go to Harry Potter, if he is the final victor of this war."

"Potter?" Draco curled his lips stiffly, "The current Potter is just a fool who can't even control his brain."

Lucius didn't speak, just looked at the boy in front of him intently.It seems that he hasn't looked at him so carefully for a long time, his son is already so tall.Those three years without his participation... Lucius didn't think about it any further, just said: "It seems that you have already made up your mind." Then he looked at his son and said to him solemnly——

"Yes Dad, don't worry."