[HP] How to be successful

Hug Uncle Abu.

Seeing that Signus refused too firmly, Abu knew that there was no room for change in this matter. He walked out disappointed, and couldn't help but turn back at the door, and asked again unwillingly. The anticipation in his eyes was dazzling, "Really Don't you need Uncle Abu to help little Sig take a bath?"

Signus gritted his teeth, and squeezed out four words, "Really, no, use!" How persistent is Uncle Abu in helping him take a bath?Is it because Lucius didn't let him take a bath when he was a child, and now he vents his excessive fatherly love on him?Although he said that he hoped that Uncle Abu would be his father, there is no need to use things like taking a bath to reflect this fatherly love! !

"Okay, then Uncle Abu waits for Little Sig outside..."

Walking out of the bathroom dejectedly, Abumu looked at the closed door of the bathroom unwillingly, and saw that Sig's white and tender tofu was gone.Why did little Sig so resolutely refuse to help him take a bath?Could it be... Little Sig thinks that he is not good at taking a bath, and the little Sig who took the first two baths is uncomfortable?The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. After all, little Sig was the first person he took to take a bath, so it was inevitable that he was not proficient.As for today... the eyelids are half-drawn, covering the flashing distress in the eyes, the expression on the face is vaguely invisible in the light, and the low whispers linger in the room, no one knows the nostalgia.

"Sig..." I will definitely not let you have trouble, even if I will betray my former followers!As for belief, Abu raised his lips and smiled. Sig thought the Dark Lord was his belief, but Sig didn't know that following the Dark Lord was for greater benefits, but for Malfoy, the most important thing was always In the end, there are only family members, and Sig has been included in this category long ago.

Silence re-occupied the room, leaving only the unbreakable warmth spreading...

Confrontation·Injury

Confrontation·Injury

Time always flies away when people don't care, and the only thing left is the regret of the traces. The three years have been a bit of a hardship for Signus, and the uninterrupted learning every day can no longer be used to enrich To express, the magic power that runs out every night can only be maintained by potions to maintain a fragile balance. The only thing that is gratifying is that his physical strength has made a leap forward, and the suppressed magic power can already be released by [-]%. Although it can only support a few high-level magic, it must be successful within certain restrictions.

On this day, just arrived at Voldemort Manor from Malfoy Manor - almost three years lived in Malfoy Manor under some people's domineering demands, Signus came to Voldemort's office very consciously as usual Knock on the door everywhere, enter after getting permission, and say hello to the man who has been together for three years and still can't relax.

"Teacher, good morning!"

The silence lingered in the room for a while before it was broken. A low and slow voice sounded, elegant and magnetic, like the legendary love potion, intoxicating people unconsciously.

"Signus, today's class is suspended, you can go somewhere with me later."

"Yes, teacher." Without hesitation or questioning, Signus obediently complied with Voldemort's request. For Signus, obedience was the only thing he had to do and the only thing he could do now.

I am very satisfied with Signus's obedience to Voldemort. If the boy in front of me is not of special use, it would be a very good choice to train him to be his heir. He is smart and calm, and his magic power is also the best among his peers. He also eats well when studying. Xia Ku, he has fulfilled his expectations very well in the past three years, but he is still too immature, and he has never even seen a real death.

Voldemort didn't take anyone with him except Signus this time, not even Nagini, and took Signus with him to apparate.Signus only felt that the hand holding him was icy cold, the skin touched and the hands were clasped, but it was not as warm as being alone.

After a while of dizziness, when Signus fixed his eyes again, they were already standing in front of a house. Compared with Black Manor and Malfoy Manor, the house in front of them did not occupy a large area. It looks very warm, not as cold as white.where is thisSignus was very sure that this would not be the Dark Lord's stronghold, after all, this style was too un-Slytherin, and it was almost like Gryffindor's stronghold.

In fact, Signus is almost the truth. This is the secret stronghold of some people who hate the Dark Lord. Most of the members are Gryffindors. The Dark Lord came here today to get rid of these people. As for why he went alone Come, it is equivalent to giving those remnants a disgrace, and Signus, the Dark Lord never intended to use Signus as today's helper, he will bring him here purely to let him witness death and get used to death, as for The great Voldemort allowed him a buffer time to prepare for such a thing as causing death with his own hands.

"You, stand here and watch carefully."

After leaving such a sentence, Signus saw the man stepping towards the house with a leisurely attitude. There should be some induction magic around the house. After the man walked a few steps, the house rushed out. A lot of people were killed, without any opening remarks, the originally warm place instantly became a battlefield of death, the green light was dazzling, shot from the top of the man's wand, the disappearance of a ray of light took away a fresh life.

There are many enemies. In terms of numbers, the black-haired man is obviously at a disadvantage, but he looks calm and composed, and even wears an elegant smile. He holds a magic wand in his hand, and his posture is not a bit nervous. The smooth lines are like the best conductor, playing a feast of death that belongs to him alone.

Signus stared blankly, the paleness of death reflected in his gray pupils.The breath cut off by too many people on the ground, who was still as alive as him just a moment ago, has fallen to the ground with distorted faces and died. The light, the hollow, seemed to be coming towards him, the piercing hatred rolled up the cold frost, Signus was so stiff that he couldn't move even half a step away, this was the first time he was so close Witnessing death, or in other words, witnessing the whole process of a death.

With difficulty, he moved his gaze away from those empty pupils. Signus looked a little lax. Looking at the figure of that elegant man, he finally understood why this man asked him to come today. To witness death and get used to death. It was that man's purpose today, but, Signus smiled wryly, not everyone can get used to this kind of thing without changing his face, he can ignore the death of people who have nothing to do with him, but this kind of person who sees it with his own eyes The process from birth to death is especially cruel. From a standpoint, he is also a member of the murderer, even though he did not do anything.

Suddenly, a person appeared out of nowhere in Signus' sight. The off-white wizard robe was decorated with some nondescript sequins, and the dots of stars, moon and sun seemed a bit funny. The brown and white beard was very long, tied at the tail. Putting on a small bell, when seeing the scene in front of him, under the half-moon-shaped glasses, those small eyes instantly magnified, and the shock and anger were submerged in an instant, leaving only complete seriousness.

"Tom, how can you kill like this?"

"Stop calling that name again, Dumbledore!"

For the first time, Signus saw such a clear expression on the face of the Dark Lord, anger, hatred, disgust... It was like facing the world's greatest enemy. When he heard that name, Signus had already I still found a little impression in my poor memory - Dumbledore, now the greatest and most powerful white wizard, the greatest enemy of the Dark Lord.

Unable to care about the death in front of him any longer, Signus was a little nervous, his eyes fixed on the Dark Lord and Dumbledore who were facing each other, and he put all his attention on those two people.Maybe it was because Signus was too young, maybe the Dark Lord's aura was too strong, Dumbledore didn't notice the existence of Signus.

"Tom, even if they go against your will, you can't just kill indiscriminately. Killing is often a crime." Dumbledore's eyes slowly swept over the corpses on the ground, his expression mournful, revealing a deep sense of guilt. sad.

"Shut up!" Voldemort hated Dumbledore's kind of justice the most, and he had a lot of suspicions about him because of this senseless justice, "Dumbledore, stop preaching, I am no longer the incompetent child I was back then .”

The sky blue eyes fell on Voldemort's face. After a while, Dumbledore let out a deep sigh. His original intention was to kill the Dark Lord, but he didn't expect that in the end, he forced a The Dark Lord, perhaps, was wrong.It's just that now, who is right and who is wrong is no longer important, as Voldemort said, he is not who he was then, and it is useless to say more.

The clenched magic wand was like a signal for the start of the battle. No one shot was an advanced spell. In the beginning, the two of them seemed to be testing each other. It was just some intermediate attack spells, and neither of them hurt anyone. , no one wins the other, it can be said that the two were in a state of even balance for a while, until, the black devil