HP makes a qualified villain

Chapter 115 Chapter 115

This is the auditorium of the Ministry of Magic. Everyone usually goes to various departments through here, maybe because of the holiday or for other reasons

The auditorium is empty today, just us and Voldemort who just walked past

Draco and I were leaning against the wall, not daring to breathe, the sound of magical shocks came from behind the pillar again and again

"What's going on?" Draco asked me. After all, I brought him to this place. He didn't expect Voldemort to be here. Anyone would be nervous and scared when facing the most evil wizard in the world.

"How do I know!" I replied biting my lip. Although I did foresee the next scene, after actually facing it, I was still a little timid in my heart.

My fear of Voldemort has only grown since that time

I can feel the spell behind the pillars and the misfire hit on our backs

"I think we should slip away first." This kind of occasion is really not suitable for me and Draco to stay here, I took Draco's hand and began to observe the timing.

"How do I get away with this?" Draco looked annoyed, he grabbed my hand instead

"He's fighting with someone else, so he won't notice us." I thought for a while, looking up at Draco

Draco swallowed, did not speak, and then circled around to see where the best escape position was.

"Look, Sophie." Suddenly Draco gently shook my hand, consciously I looked in the direction he pointed with his chin, "Is that Potter?"

I followed his gaze and looked into the wall nest next to the auditorium, where a familiar figure was curled up. He looked dirty and pitiful.

"I think so." I nodded

Potter didn't see the two of us, he kept his head sideways watching the battle over there, as if he would rush out to join them at any moment

At this time, of course, we had no intention of caring about Potter's existence and comfort. We exchanged glances and wanted to run away.

But we never found the opportunity.

With a violent explosion, the entire auditorium was covered by a beam of intense light

It's like a giant bomb exploded, the glass and other fragile objects in the auditorium were smashed by the explosion

I even had some slight tinnitus

At the moment of the explosion, Draco subconsciously hugged me in his arms, protecting me with his whole body. Although we hid behind the pillar, we still couldn't withstand the powerful impact, and we were overthrown by a force Go out, fall to the ground, and fall into a coma.

When I woke up, I was separated from Draco, and I was lying alone in a kind of rest stop, with no one around

Fortunately, I was protected by Draco just now, and I didn't suffer any excessive injuries

I looked around and got up from the bed

After a while, the door was pushed open, and it was my father who came in.

"Sofina, are you awake?" Father had a long-lost smile on his face, the kind of smile from the heart, he walked to my side and helped me out of bed, "Are you all right?"

I waved my hand towards my father, indicating that there was nothing serious about me: "Where is this?"

"We're still in the Ministry of Magic." Father said, "Since you're awake, let's go home first. I heard that classes at Hogwarts have also been suspended early because of Umbridge's disappearance."

"What happened?" I wanted to ask where Draco had gone, but on second thought, he might have been picked up by Lucius already.

"Too many things have happened." My father laughed twice. "How is your OWLs test? Are you finished? You came here so early." My father took me outside

"Someone messed up the exam, and Umbridge was very angry, and he didn't plan to continue the exam, so I came." We walked through a long corridor to the hall, which was a mess just after the war

The Ministry of Magic suddenly resumed its former bustle. Everyone noticed something strange and rushed back, just in time to see the scene where Voldemort disappeared...

Now they are busy repairing the internal buildings of the Ministry of Magic. Many people are waving their wands around and manipulating some items. The housekeeping elves are even more busy.

running on the road dragging a huge thing

My father casually took a newly printed newspaper from a side cabinet and handed it to me: "Afterwards, the Ferrez family will reach its peak, my daughter."

The update speed of the Daily Prophet is very fast. If I can guarantee that I was unconscious for no more than three hours, they have already printed thousands of newspapers about the incident just now.

["Mystery Man" returns...Dumbledore cleared of suspicion...Fudge Minister of Magic Umbridge's demotion...and the trial of Lucius Malfoy. 】

I took the newspaper and read the news carefully, and saw the photo of Lucius on it——

He was pointed at with wands by a few Aurors in the Department of Mysteries, but still maintained his arrogance, he smoothed his loose blond hair and tied it lightly with a ribbon.

Lucius escaped trial for the first time with the excuse of "being threatened by Voldemort", but he couldn't use the same excuse twice when he was arrested. The heavy responsibility will fall on his underage son.

But in the eyes of his father, Draco has been favored by Malfoy. No matter how talented he is, he can't take up this responsibility and lead the Malfoy family to fight against Ferris.

Regarding this incident, my father just followed over quietly, and I did not participate in this operation, so we were able to retreat unscathed.

So my summer vacation life started again from today. I will still be in the sixth grade next time I start school, and I will be one year older. The pressure my father puts on me is getting heavier and heavier.

The month before the holiday I saw three figures in the newspapers almost every day: Dumbledore, Harry Potter...and Draco Malfoy.

Draco looked very mature in the newspaper, imitating his father's appearance in front of those reporters with a sullen face, coldly as if he had no affection for the whole world, and a black suit set him off even more indifferent

Almost all the questions asked by the reporters were his mother, and Narcissa was helping to answer them, while Draco just stood aside, watching.

My father seems to have forgotten the existence of Narcissa, and he treats all married women as foils, just like my mother.

But Narcissa looked very different, she was cold and powerful, and she said in the newspaper that she would take on and be responsible for everything in the Malfoy family before Draco came of age.

"Lucius is so pitiful." His father just snorted coldly after reading the newspaper, "His imprisonment has contributed to the prestige in all directions, including his own wife."

I think Narcissa is ambitious, her husband's imprisonment is not a reason to break her, but it gives her a chance to become the matriarch of the family

However, the family that was once oppressed by Malfoy will only make things worse when they see Lucius in prison. It is not easy for a woman to make a name for herself in it.

Although I don't need to worry about these things, I still go to read the newspaper with my father every morning, and then listen to my father start to analyze the current situation.

Today, the owl that delivered the newspaper also brought another thing—a black box.

My father was a little curious, but I recognized this box at a glance... Isn't this the box that Sirius used to send me medicine last semester?

It stands to reason that although various newspapers did not report the incident of Sirius, I know that he is dead now

My heart skipped a beat. I took the box, opened it, and it was still the same as last time. It contained those colorful and smelly bottles, and there was a small note inside:

【One bottle of green potion per week, one bottle of purple potion every three days, and one bottle of blue potion every day, so as to reduce the power of the spell. 】

It still contains instructions on how to take medicine as last time, but it lacks the instructions for Potter, who was in the same school as me.

If I had been at school, Sirius would have written something about himself for me to bring a message to Potter, but not this time...he knew I was back at Ferris' manor.

Could it be... is he still alive?

My father took a look at my box and knew it was my medicine, so he didn't say anything more

I carried the case back to the room and took out the bottles

I remember that there was a compartment under the case.

I opened the compartment and sure enough there was another letter inside, a separate letter

I feel a little nervous

Feeling uneasy, I opened the letter, and inside was still the wild font of Sirius:

"Dear Sophie:

Although the last conversation was not successful, Harry and I still think you are a good boy from the bottom of our hearts. There is Umbridge in the school who intercepts me. It is inconvenient for me to send you medicine, so I would like to invite you to have a holiday On the first day, I came to No. 12 Grimmauld Place with Harry, and we will study the spell on you again, and discuss with you about your future by the way.

Sirius Black. "

I read the letter carefully, and then went back to the black box to search, but found nothing else

Sirius invited me to go back to Black's mansion with Potter on the first day of summer vacation, but it's almost a month now

This letter may have been sent when he was not on vacation, but it was a whole month late before it reached my hands

I held the letter in my hand, and I didn't know what it was like.

I didn't witness Sirius' death so I'm not sure

Maybe he wrote the wrong time by mistake.

Although I don't have much contact with Sirius, I think I have already understood his character

He invited me to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix again, maybe because he trusted me, or maybe because he still held a little hope in me and wanted to convince me.

However, since I received the letter and received the kind treatment from the other party, I decided to go to No. 12 Grimmauld Place to have a look

Went here a month late for my appointment.

When I came to the door of Black's mansion, I was a little confused. Last time, Sirius took me through the side door. My father took me to the main door, but I didn't know how to get in. I could only stand at the door stupidly. , expecting Sirius to come out of that place without knowing it, and bring me in.

I was facing a huge residential building with many people coming in and out, and they all looked at me with strange eyes

I have been standing here waiting since the afternoon, but unfortunately no one came out to greet me at night

I took out the pocket watch in my pocket and looked at it, it was almost 11:30

If I go back later, I may be criticized by my father

Somewhat frustrated I decided to leave

"Miss Ferris?" A small, sharp voice stopped me just as I was about to leave. I turned around and saw a short figure in a black cloth come out of a hole in the ground.

I recognized him immediately: "Kreacher!"

Kreacher seemed to dislike the outside world very much. He was standing at the door of the cave, with a pair of huge eyes shining under the black cloth: "I'm sorry, my dear lady, but Kreacher can only be seen at night." To come out, Buran will see Kreacher's appearance by those Mudbloods."

"Oh, it's okay!" I hurried over, took out the letter written by Sirius and explained, "Sirius called me over, I think it may be a bit late...but the owl just arrived at my house yesterday , I think you can use another owl to deliver the letter, that one is old."

Kreacher took my letter respectfully, held it in front of his eyes, read it, then folded it and returned it to me, his voice sounded a little sad: "Please forgive Kreacher, Miss Ferris, I want to This letter must have been put in the black box by the master, it was prepared by the master a month ago, but due to delays in other matters, it has not been delivered yet."

Kreacher looked at me and continued,

"Just a few days ago, the master's friends and godson came here, and they brought the news of the master's death..."

Although Kreacher hates Sirius very much, he is also his own master, the elf's loyalty makes his eyes full of tears now

"Kreacher just made a claim and sent you something that the master didn't send. Please forgive Kreacher... Please forgive Kreacher..."

"...It's okay." Sure enough, the development of the matter is still going on according to the original track, and Sirius is still dead. After the news was confirmed in my heart, I didn't say that I was very sad or cried .

I just carefully put the letter away, put it in my bag, and thought for a while

Maybe I should send something back to Sirius.

I chanted a spell in my mouth, and a white rose emerged from my sleeve, and I handed it to Kreacher, "Kreacher, can you help me put this flower in your master's room?  … It's my thank you to him."

———and respect.

Kreacher took my flower with a trembling hand: "Thank you, thank you, kind lady, Kreacher will keep this flower well even if he dies, and put it in the master's bedroom, master If you know, you will be happy."

I smiled and nodded without saying a word, watching Kreacher carefully protect the rose and go back to the hole

After returning home, I told my father that Sirius had passed away. My father just nodded and took a little potion that Sirius gave me.

"In this case, let's try to refine the antidote formula ourselves."

The father looked at the liquid in the bottle, frowned and said, it seems that this is some difficulty for him