HP Dawn Night

I walked up to the gates of Malfoy Manor, and in the dark, another man pointed his wand straight at my chest.After a few seconds, he recognized me: "Little Snape, you were still with your father the last time I saw you."

"Things are different now, Yaxley." I paused. "Looks like you're going to have some good news?"

"Maybe." Yaxley gave a short laugh, "I'm sure Severus did too?"

I stopped talking, and the diamond windows of the mansion gleamed coldly in the moonlight.Yaxley and I walked through the barrier and into the front door one after the other.When we got to the oak door, Alex and I both stopped to recover, and then he turned the brass handle.

The gorgeous long table in the lounge was full of people, all of whom were silent.The only source of light was a roaring flame in the marble fireplace, and as my eyes adjusted to the dimness, I noticed a strange scene: an unconscious figure was hanging upside down over the table, spinning slowly, as if An invisible string controls the man like a marionette.

"Yaxley, Violet," came a clear, high-pitched voice from the table, "you're going to be late."

The Dark Lord sat at the far end of the long table, with Bellatrix and my dad sitting to his right and left: "Violet, sit here with Severus," said the Dark Lord, pointing to my dad An empty seat, "Yaxley, you sit next to Dolohov."

When I walked to that position, many eyes in the room followed me, and Bellatrix's eyes were undoubtedly the most burning. From the moment I walked in, she had an undisguised expression on her face. look of disgust.After Alexis and I sat down, the Dark Lord first asked Dad: "How is it?"

"Master, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​going to move Harry Potter from his current residence to a safe place at dusk next Saturday."

This obviously aroused the interest of everyone present: some people were stunned, others fidgeted, and everyone was staring at Dad and the Dark Lord.

"Saturday...evening...", the Dark Lord repeated, his eyes fixed on Dad, but he was looking back into the Dark Lord's face calmly.After a while, the Dark Lord's lipless mouth curved slightly, as if smiling.

"Okay, very good. So this message comes from...?"

"From the source we talked about," Dad said.

"Master," said Yaxley, leaning forward eagerly, all faces were now on him, "Master, I have heard different news." The Dark Lord did not respond, so Yax Leigh continued: "That Aurora Lord Lux, revealed that Potter would not be transferred until the 30th, the day before the boy's 17th birthday."

Dad laughed.

"My informant told me that they were going to release a fake news. It must be the fake news. Dawlish is undoubtedly under the confusion spell. He always has no resistance to it. This is not the first time."

"My lord, I assure you, Dawlish looks pretty sure," said Yaxley.

"If he was really confused, he would be sure," said Dad. "Yaxley, I assure you that the Auror Office will no longer be involved in protecting Harry Potter, Order of the Phoenix." Believe we have infiltrated the ministry."

"The Order of the Phoenix is ​​still right about that, isn't it?" said a man curled up not far from Yaxley, his hoarse laughter echoing around the table.

The Dark Lord didn't smile, he stared at the figure spinning above the table, seemingly lost in thought.

"My lord," Yaxley went on, "Dawlish thinks a whole team of Aurors will be sent to remove the boy."

"I've got some news too, Master." I leaned forward slightly.

The Dark Lord raised his big pale hand, and Yaxley immediately fell silent, watching the Dark Lord turn his face to me angrily, "What do you know, Violet?"

"Potter's buddy, the bloody witch Hermione Granger, moved her parents and left her home a few days ago," I said, "and I believe she's gone to meet up with someone from the Order of the Phoenix. "

The Dark Lord turned to my dad. "Where are they going to hide that boy next?"

"Hiding in one of the Order's homes," Dad said. "Once Potter is moved there, it's going to be hard... hard to catch him, Master."

"Very well..." said the Dark Lord, "if we can't catch the boy at the finish line, then we must catch him on the way."

"We have an advantage here, Master," Yaxley interjected again, seemingly eager for approval. "We've installed a few people in the Department of Magical Transport. If Potter Apparates or uses the Floo Network, We'll know right away."

"The Order of the Phoenix transferred Potter early to make us believe they'll wait until Zosi fails," I chuckled shortly, "so there's no way they'll be able to Apparate, Yaxley."

"The Order of the Phoenix will not use any means controlled or managed by the Ministry of Magic," Snape said. "They have no trust in the Ministry of Magic. As I said, they did not even ask for the Aurors' support."

"That's even better," said the Dark Lord, satisfied, "The outdoor transfer means we can catch them more easily." The Dark Lord looked up at the slowly spinning body again, and said, "I'm going to deal with the boy myself. The plans involving Harry Potter are full of holes, some of which I am responsible for. The fact that the Potter boy is still alive is not so much his victory as a result of my mistakes. "

The Dark Lord said to himself, eyes still fixed on the unconscious body: "I was too careless, and was delayed by such fatal problems as luck and chance in my perfect plan. But I see now, see What I didn't understand in the past. The one who killed Potter must be me, and it must be me!"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp, long and painful howl suddenly sounded from under our feet, as if it was a response to these words.I couldn't help but look under the table, shuddering.

"Wormtail," said the Dark Lord in the same calm, brooding tone just now, his glasses still fixed on the spinning figure above, "didn't I tell you to keep our prisoner quiet?"

"Yes, lord... master..." A short man in the middle of the table gasped in horror. He got up from his chair and stumbled out of the room. I couldn't help noticing the silver shimmer of his arms. .On the other hand, I'm suddenly overjoyed that my mom is locked upstairs instead of the dungeon downstairs.

"As I said, I have realized that in order to capture or kill Potter, some changes must be made," the Dark Lord suddenly lowered his voice, "like... borrowing a wand from one of you ..."

I held my breath as I remembered what my mother had told me about how much the Death Eaters used the word "magic wand".

"No one volunteered?" The Dark Lord seemed disappointed, "Let me see...Lucius, I don't think you need a wand anymore."

Uncle Lucius, who was sitting next to Bellatrix, looked up.Azkaban had blotted him out, turning him into a prisoner with sallow skin and black eyes.Hearing what the Dark Lord said, he opened his mouth and let out a hoarse voice: "Master?"

"Your wand, Lucius, I want your wand."

"I..." Uncle Lucius' voice choked, he reached into his robes, drew out his wand, and handed it to the Dark Lord.The Dark Lord raised his wand to the scarlet eyes and observed carefully: "What is it made of?"

"Elm, master," he said softly.

"Where's the core?"

"Dragon... Dragon heart tendon."

"Very good," the Dark Lord smiled, and forcefully broke off the snake head symbol at the end of the wand. The silver snake head fell heavily in front of Uncle Lucius, and the faces of the Malfoy family turned paler.

"Speaking of... now that I'm back in power, it's time to reward my loyal followers." The Dark Lord said slowly, "Draco, I remember you are over 17 years old, right? "

Draco nodded silently.

"Draco has completed the task I gave him - although not so successfully... Therefore, I decided to give you another chance..."

"Master..." Uncle Lucius wiped off the sweat on his lips with trembling hands, "What task?"

The snake slowly swam to the Dark Lord's feet, and he fiddled with the wand in his hand: "Next Saturday evening, Draco will participate in the capture of Potter."

"Owner--"

"Hush!" the Dark Lord whispered, holding up a finger. "Aren't you proud and honored, Lucius? For all these years, you have claimed to desire my return... I thought you were loyal... "

"Of course it is, master, we have longed—and still do."

"Master," Bellatrix said excitedly, looking up at the Dark Lord, "it is our great honor to have you here, in our family house, and there is nothing more gratifying than this." gone."

"There is nothing more gratifying than this," the Dark Lord repeated. "It means so much, Bella, to you."

Her face was full of joy, and tears welled up in her eyes: "Master, you know what I'm telling the truth!"

"Is there anything more gratifying than that . . . than the happy event that happened at your house this week?"

She stared at him, opened her mouth, obviously confused: "Master, I don't know what you are talking about"

"I'm talking about your niece, Bella dear. Your nieces too, Lucius and Narcissa. She just married a werewolf, that Remus Lupine...our old friend. You You must be very proud, aren't you, Bellatrix?"

There was a burst of jeering around the table, a lot of pleasant glances were exchanged, and a few pounded the table with their fists.The serpent opened its mouth wide and roared hissingly, Bellatrix's face flushed red from the Dark Lord's humiliation.

"Master, we don't have such a niece!" she exclaimed angrily, over loud laughter, "We—Narcissa and I—haven't looked at the Mudblood since our sister married that Mudblood. Pass her. This little bastard and his bastard husband are objects of our contempt, Master!"

"Okay alright, let's get back to business." The Dark Lord returned to his seat, the python climbed up to his lap, and the Dark Lord reached out and stroked the snake's head, "Imagine, Draco, What you can get is not only honor and respect, but also more practical—" The Dark Lord pointed at me suddenly without warning, "Severus would be very willing to hand over his beloved daughter to such a promising young man ...Malfoy and Snape, Draco and Violet... what a fantastic combination..." The Dark Lord said in a dreamy voice, "So, do you still refuse, Draco?"

"No, of course not," Draco said hoarsely, "it's been Malfoy's pleasure to do things for you—"

"Speaking of which, Draco - oh, and Violet and Severus," the Dark Lord raised his newly-won wand, pointed it at the torso hanging above the table, and flicked it.The body moaned and came alive, and began to try to break free from the invisible confinement on its body, "Do you recognize our guest?"

I raised my eyes to look at the captive, and when her face turned towards the candlelight, I recognized her: "Astoria..."

Astoria Greengrass was tear-stained, she struggled desperately to turn her face to me, a hoarse and terrified voice came out of her throat: "Please..." Over her, I saw Draco equally shocked and terrified Looking at me intently, at this moment, my father touched my hand quietly under the table.My eyes turned back to the Dark Lord:

"Well, I know."

"What about you, Draco?" the Dark Lord asked languidly, his wand flicked and flicked, and Astoria was manipulated like a puppet so that every Death Eater could see her clearly. "Let me introduce our honored guest, Astoria Greengrass, but I'm afraid she won't be able to return to Hogwarts to study."

The room was silent, and Astoria began to cry: "Professor Snape...please...please..."

"Quiet!" the Dark Lord shouted, and Astoria's voice suddenly disappeared. "Astoria is not content to be an ordinary Slytherin student. It is said that she was recruited by Hogwarts." Bees attracting butterflies, playing with most of the boys in the school... Of course, the fundamental reason why Miss Greengrass attracted my attention is that even a few young people who are closely related to us also bowed down under her pomegranate skirt ... Crabbe, Goyle, Nott..." No one laughed this time, and the Dark Lord's voice was filled with unmistakable anger and contempt: "Ah, one of them Theodore Nott even asked me Give Astoria to her—as a result, I accidentally discovered that on Miss Greengrass's long prey list, there are not only people like Theodore, but even a bitch wizard... "

There was a commotion at the long table, and Draco and I looked at each other again, and many Death Eaters showed expressions of shock and contempt.

"However, Miss Astoria did have a reason—" The Dark Lord paused, and there was no sound for a few long seconds, "She is a bitch wizard herself!"

There was a brief silence followed by an uproar from the Death Eaters, and even my dad frowned in disbelief.I almost screamed: how is this possible?If Astoria is a bitch wizard, then Daphne...

"In addition, Miss Astoria has many outstanding achievements, such as eavesdropping, snitching, sneaking, playing tricks... Even Draco and Violet almost stumbled on her, didn't they ? She also nearly destroyed an important person—” The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and the Dark Lord smiled, “We are talking about you, dear Daphne Greengrass. Or, we should call you Daphne Rowe Kiel..."