HP Time and Space Covenant

A grand wedding banquet is being held in a beautiful villa outside London. British business tycoon Paul Madoni will hand over his daughter to a nasty boy today. Of course, Miss Madoni doesn't think so.In addition to the relatives and friends of both men and women, many people with status in various fields were invited to attend the banquet.

The long table in the hall is filled with sweet and delicious food, as well as various wines and drinks, and there is a huge five-layer cake in the middle.The entire hall was packed with dozens of guests.

It was a bit different from the banquet held at Voldemort Manor not long ago, as if many Gryffindors had been invited here, it was noisy and lively.

Mr. Corleone, who is in his 50s with a big belly and a red face, turned his huge head to his colleague Mr. Sinatra, nodded with his chin to a few people not far in front, and asked in a low voice: "Who is that?" Who's the boy? Hill's newest actor?"

Sinatra was about 40 years old, and he was shrewd and capable. Hearing what Corleone said, his face froze, "I don't know, why don't you ask yourself?"

The sharp eyes glanced at the fat Corleone, and Sinatra moved a few steps away, and in a blink of an eye, he was out of Corleone's sight.Sinatra took a peek at the young man with an elegant smile standing in front of Bartley Hill. His handsome face was three-dimensional and graceful, and his deep black eyes shone with wisdom. There was an air of pride there.Just wearing a black suit with a simple cut, he looks noble, elegant and solemn, attracting most of the eyes.

The current status of Bartley Hill, the boss of TSA, and Elvis Hawk, the consultant, is believed to be underestimated by no one in the UK.But at this moment, the two of them stood cautiously behind the young man, with imperceptible respect on their faces.Moreover, the attitudes of those big figures walking over to greet him were also like they were friends of the same generation.Such a magnificent figure that should not be underestimated, how could Corleone treat him as a foster kid? !I really don't know how this fat man climbed to that high position in the department. Maybe he wanted to perfectly endorse the image of a politician with a fat head?

When Sinatra left, the young man whom he secretly scrutinized, that is, His Excellency the Duke of Darkness in the wizarding world, glanced at his back with a half-smile.It seems that the new sheriff is more capable than expected.

Of course, these are not the identity of him and Bartley, Elvis needs attention.

After the wedding banquet, it was getting late, Madoni took his daughter and son-in-law to personally send Voldemort and his party to the car, and watched the convoy leave.

"Dad, it's unbelievable that Mr. Alikili is still so young and handsome!

I even thought about being his bride. "Miss Madoni sighed in disbelief.

Madoni glanced at his somewhat appetizing son-in-law, and said with a smile, "It's not just his appearance that is worth noting. Well, Amyra, I don't want to hear that Joseph, who has been dazzled by jealousy, asks to have a relationship with Alikili. News of the duel, sir."

"Dad!"

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"I heard that Martina and Alfred were going to get married, but Bartley didn't agree with you?" Voldemort poured two glasses of gin to the two most loyal Muggle subordinates, asking for gossip in a good mood.

Bartley took the glass, drank the wine in one gulp, gave Elvis a hard look, and said unwillingly, "Hmph, Martina likes to hang around Elvis since she was a child, and now she just follows Elvis." El's son has run away!"

"Martina is a good girl." Elvis smiled indifferently.

Voldemort smiled and looked at these two friends who were in their 40s. The 20-year-old Martina was the daughter of the big Bartley. She looked like a slender lady, but she had the same strange strength as her father.Alfred is 22 years old this year. He has inherited the mind of his father Elvis. What is rare is that he is not as cold and withdrawn as his father. He is a cheerful young man who is very good at interpersonal communication.

After eight years, Voldemort saw them again today, and they have grown into extremely outstanding young people. Now they are working in different departments, and they have each achieved some success.

"Alfred asked me to be the officiant today. Bartley, you won't give me this face?" Picking up a chair and sitting down, Voldemort teased Bartley with great interest.

For a while, Bartley's face looked pretty good, and after a while, he said dejectedly: "Of course. Martina will be very happy too." Then he muttered fiercely, "That brat Jarre."

In fact, he didn't really oppose them, it's just that the daughter who had been brought up with great difficulty was about to run away with others in a blink of an eye. As a father's glass heart, he couldn't afford to hurt it.

"Lord, the two children have said that they want to get married in early July this year. I wonder if you have time at that time?" Elvis said to the point.

"Early July? Well, it's a good time." Voldemort propped his head on the back of the chair, "Speaking of which, the last time I saw them, they were both about the same age as when we were back then, and now they are going to get married in a blink of an eye."

Bartley laughed, "Lord, when do you plan to add a mistress to us?"

"Hmm... Mistress..." The corners of Voldemort's mouth

Slightly raised, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes, "Did I tell you that I found Sif?"

Bartley immediately sat up straight, and looked at their Lord in surprise, "Sev?!"

"How is Sev now?" Elvis' sea blue eyes were also full of tension.

For Sif, both of them have always had deep remorse and self-blame.If it wasn't for the proposal of the two of them at that time, everyone would not have entered that cave, Sif would not have been injured, would not have disappeared, and in the end there would have been no incident of Eden Bryan's betrayal and escape.

"He's fine. He's studying at Hogwarts now. I planned to bring him to see you during the Christmas holidays, but there are too many things to do over there, so I don't have time to come. When he is on summer vacation, I'll take him back to Aliki Lee Manor, Martina and their wedding, we can also attend together."

They noticed that when their Lord mentioned that boyhood partner, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows softened, and the smile on his face was no longer a fake smile that couldn't reach the bottom of his heart. His deep eyes narrowed slightly, obviously Memories, the whole person seems to be wrapped in a light joyful atmosphere.

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No. 19 Spider's End Lane also welcomed its guests on a winter afternoon when the snow was gradually melting.

Dumbledore, who had changed into a dark gray robe, carefully walked around the glove boxes piled on the ground in the alley, and knocked on the crumbling door of Snape's house.The cold wind rolled the garbage scattered on the ground and walked through the alleys, bringing waves of unpleasant smells.It was also the first time Dumbledore knew that the child lived in such an environment.The boy with long black hair in my memory is always clean. Although the clothes are old, they are simple and neat.Such children generally have very strong self-esteem...

When no one came to the door, Dumbledore knocked again.

"Damn it, Irene, why don't you open the door! It's so noisy!" A man's hoarse roar came from the second floor. This old-looking house seemed to have no sound insulation effect at all.

Then Dumbledore heard hurried footsteps, and a haggard and thin middle-aged woman opened the door, looking at him with dark eyes and heavy defense.When the woman in a shabby cotton coat and apron saw the person coming, the blood faded from her already sallow face: "Professor Dumbledore? You, why are you here?"

"Good afternoon, ma'am." Dumbledore looked at the woman who was supposed to be a witch, with a gentle smile on his face, "Surely you are Mrs. Snape, the mother of Severus Snape?"

"Yes, yes." Severus Snape was very much like his mother, the same black hair and black eyes, but

The temperament is completely different, Severus always straightened his back and raised his jaw slightly, looking exactly like those nobles in Slytherin.And this woman is slightly hunched over, looking tired and weak.

The man's voice came from upstairs: "Irene, who is it?!"

The woman flinched inadvertently, and answered upstairs: "The power company is here to check the wiring."

"Tell them to hurry up!" Then the man's cursing voice gradually dropped.

Clear blue eyes twinkled beneath the spectacles, and Dumbledore watched as the woman lied to her husband as if she was very reluctant to let her husband know about wizards.

"Professor Dumbledore, my husband...not much, likes magic."

"Well, I can understand that magic is too dangerous for Muggles." Dumbledore replied kindly.

Irene didn't answer the following words, but looked carefully at her former professor, "Did something happen to Sev?"

"No no, Severus is very good, and his grades are also very good." Dumbledore looked at the living room behind the woman, "Can we go in and talk? I want to do a home visit, um, every outstanding I will visit the child's home, so I can get to know the child better, right?"