Hogwarts Slytherin

Chapter 166 Bella’s Wedding

Inside the Three Broomsticks pub.

Sirius added optimistically: "Tell her our plan by the way, maybe she will be willing to help."

"I don't think that can be called a plan... it might just be a result." Regulus said with a frown. He simply couldn't imagine what kind of trouble this Christmas would cause.

Mom...if she knew that he was involved in this matter, she would be very sad and disappointed with him.

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"Are you busy?" Sirius first went to the library to look around, and finally found Reggie in the Room of Requirement.

Anyone with a little familiarity can easily guess Reggie's whereabouts.

Besides the library, this place has become his second common room.

"What's the matter?" Reggie put down the book in his hand and stood up from the sofa.

Although he had something serious to say to him, Sirius still stared at the covered book on the table curiously and asked: "Are you planning to read all the books in the wizarding world before graduation? I remember the Hogwarts library There is no such book."

Reggie joked: "How do you know I don't plan to finish reading during Christmas? Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Only then did Sirius remember the purpose of his visit. An idea had been swirling in his mind ever since he heard Regulus talking about the anti-Apparition spell.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to finish reading during Christmas." Sirius cleared his throat, "I would like to borrow your time-turner and invite you to the Black Mansion during the Christmas holidays."

Reggie did not expect that he would make this request. He had previously guessed that the Lestrange family magic might be related to the time turner. After all, the first time turner in the magic world came from the Lestrange family.

The other is because one of the relics left by Reggie's mother was a time turner.

Nowadays, most time-turners are well hidden in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic. As far as Regis knows, no time-turners have been heard of being sold anywhere.

The time turner left by his mother was hidden in his pocket.

After he took it out of Gringotts, he kept it with him, but had no intention of using it.

One was that there was no need for it at the moment, and the other was his understanding of the side effects of the Time Turner.

He didn't think about it for long, since Sirius needed it: "You hang it around your neck, spin the coin-like metal piece, think about where you want to go, and concentrate on the specific address. If it's a you go Either there or somewhere you know exactly where it is.”

Sirius followed Reggie's instructions, thinking nervously about the Shrieking Shack, a place where he was sure no one was.

However one

"Oh! Man, I suspect you're teasing me." Sirius handed the time turner back to Reggie in frustration.

Just because he was where he was, there was no change at all.

Reggie turned it around suspiciously, then appeared behind Sirius.

"It seems I can only trouble you a little more." After being disappointed, Sirius grinned widely, pulled the gold chain around her neck and put himself in it, "Try again."

"What kind of place is this? Oh, damn, it's so cold here." Sirius was holding on to the wall due to the dizziness of being revealed, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his voice.

"As a friendly reminder, Nearly Headless Nick's death anniversary party. This is the first place I thought of that should be deserted." Reggie said slowly.

"It happens to be very clean here, let's talk." Sirius shuddered, and he used his wand to clear a table, making a relatively clean place, and motioned for Reggie to sit down.

Reggie leaned against the wall and refused his invitation with action: "Let me guess, are you planning to do something big during Christmas?"

"Are you coming home for Christmas?" Sirius asked.

"It makes no difference to me, if you notice, I never leave Hogwarts on Christmas Day," Reggie said easily.

In fact it is.

He was expelled from the Lestrange family in his first year and spent every Christmas at Hogwarts.

And lived very happily.

Because during Christmas, most students choose to go home, and the teachers in the castle are also busy enjoying the holidays. At this time, Hogwarts Castle is almost open to his exploration.

Whether it's curfew or forest ban, he jumps repeatedly every day.

Hey, I'm leaving.

Hey, I'm back again.

Can't catch me~Can't catch me~

"Tell me about it."

"What did you say?" Sirius was still trying to organize his next words.

After all, he couldn't just say to Reggie, "Hey, man, we're going to rescue my cousin from Black's house for Christmas, can you help me out?"

He's not a prong, he's so nervous.

On the contrary, Sirius is a very sensitive and delicate person, and he understands the risks involved.

Regis is not James, he is a Slytherin.

And he wanted to persuade a smart Slytherin to do such a thankless thing... Sirius started to back off at the thought of this.

Maybe...it's not a good idea to come to Reggie.

"Your plan." Reggie got straight to the point.

"What...what's the plan?"

Reggie smiled and said, "Regulus told me something two days ago. I thought that after a few days, you had already thought of some more practical plans."

Sirius's eyes lit up, "That's right!"

Reggie raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.

This expression is so damn familiar...

Looking at Reggie's expression, Sirius felt vaguely like looking into a mirror.

Shaking his head, he brought his attention back to the business, "That's right! The plan is actually very simple. While everyone is going to Lestrange Manor to attend Bellatrix's wedding, we can sneak in secretly. At Uncle Signus's house, Andromeda will come out."

Reggie nodded slightly and waited patiently for the next sentence.

After a while...

"Ahem, it's really a very simple plan." Reggie praised sincerely: "But have you ever considered other issues, such as, do you know where Andromeda's room is? Is there anything left in it? Some early warning devices? Is there anyone left to keep an eye on her?"

"Besides, her wand is definitely not in her hand - then you still have to find her wand. If all goes well, how will Andromeda live after successfully leaving the Black family? Where is Ted Tonks? Support? Have you carefully considered this?"

Sirius stared at Reggie in shock.

have to.

Looking at this behavior, Sirius and the "think tank" behind him have never fully considered these issues.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Sirius curled his lips in disdain.

"If that's the case, instead of thinking about the questions you just raised, let's just think about the name of Andromeda and Selwyn's first child."

"Don't worry, Reggie. I'm very familiar with Uncle Signus's home. Those are not problems. You just need to meet us when the time comes! By the way, don't forget your time turner." Sirius patted Reggie on the shoulder and said nonchalantly.

It was hard for Reggie to maintain his optimism.

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Christmas.

Lestrange Manor.

Bellatrix's wedding was held on a cold winter day. Outside the Lestrange family's house, there were crowds of people and reporters who came to see the wedding. Compared with the original engagement ceremony, the number of people present in a few days was undoubtedly grand. A lot.

In the banquet hall, there were wizards who were qualified to attend the wedding, such as some Ministry of Magic officials, relatives and friends of the Lestrange and Black families, carefully selected potential Death Eaters, and... ...a professor at Hogwarts.

To be honest, Rodolphus Lestrange is not a very handsome man. He is not tall, only less than five feet and seven inches, but his frame is not small. He seems to have an indistinct appearance. The rugged facial features inherited from his father, who came from the Scottish Highlands, and the aloof and arrogant expression from his mother, the last Bulstrode, mixed with his face, often giving people a subtle sense of peace.

If it were five generations ago, no, even three generations ago, the Black family would never consider marrying their precious eldest daughter into the Lestrange family, because although the current Mrs. Lestrange has a pure Burstrow family, However, the genealogy of Mr. Lestrange's family was not even compiled until Mrs. Lestrange married.

The so-called pure-blood family, the Bulstrode family, has now withdrawn from the stage of power.

When Bellatrix held Signus's hand and got off the flying carriage, the flashlights in the hands of the reporters who had been waiting next to the Lestrange family started flashing crazily.

Bellatrix did not wear the white gauze tutu that has become popular in recent years under the influence of some Muggles from the Muggle world. Instead, she wore a traditional black robe and a black silk cloak in the wizarding world. Covering her head, the silver-green edge shone on her collar, cuffs and waist.

The emerald necklace that her mother Druella once wore when she got married shines brightly around her neck.

Since the wedding has not yet taken place, the family crest on Bellatrix's chest is still in the form of the Black family's two dogs with swords in them.

She raised her head high with her delicate bun, and the hood that was supposed to cover her face failed to do its job at all, but there was no expression on her beautiful but pale face. No, he just helped his father walk across the long red carpet.

He only paused slightly the moment he was about to enter Lestrange's house, then walked in without looking back, shutting out the noisy crowd who were shouting for support or opposition.

When the bride walked into the banquet hall, the ghost band that had existed since the Middle Ages began to play ancient wedding marches. Mrs. Lestrange seemed more excited than the newlyweds. Her wide-brimmed peaked hat had a The feathers of the gorgeous evil bird are trembling slightly.

"Rodolphus Corvus Lestrange, will you have Bellatrix Druella Buffon as your wife, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, till the end of your life?" The end?”

Narcissa sat on the silver chair and watched this scene with great concentration.She held a handkerchief in her hand, prepared for tears that might appear at any time.

"I bet he doesn't want to in his heart." Sirius muttered to the side, and Narcissa turned to him and gave him an angry look.

Sirius didn't care at all and thought Cousin Narcissa was quite interesting.

He spoke deliberately again: "The reason couldn't be simpler. Think about it, if Lestrange was a pauper, would Bella still marry him?"

Narcissa was so angry that she ignored him, although she knew in her heart that Sirius was telling the truth.

However, the most unpleasant thing in the world is this kind of truth.

The ceremony is still going on.

"Bellatrix Druella Black, will you?"

Narcissa held her breath and stared ahead excitedly, as if she was the bride attending the wedding.

Her tall, curly-haired sister, wearing a pure white wedding dress, stood on the high platform and said with a rare fragile tone:

"I am willing."

"...In the presence of Merlin, I declare you to be lifelong partners."

Narcissa's handkerchief came in handy, and to be honest, she cried a little - too much.

Sirius looked at Narcissa sitting next to him speechlessly, completely unable to understand why her eyes were like faucets.

"Have you been cast a clear water like spring curse?"

"What?" Narcissa looked at him with tears in her eyes, still immersed in the pink color created by tens of thousands of roses at the wedding.

In a red romantic atmosphere.

"Do you know that you are now like a broken faucet?" he said sarcastically.

"I only know that you are like an indifferent outsider now, and Bella is your cousin!" Narcissa said fiercely, continuing to wipe her tears with a handkerchief.

"Hmph... I would rather not have this cousin!" Sirius glanced at everyone on the stage with disgust. This scene made him nauseous.

"You know those oaths are false, why are you still so moved?" Sirius asked puzzledly.

The party was so boring that he wished James was there so he could play pranks with him - like replacing the flowers in Bella's hair with something else.

"People still dream even when they are sleeping." Narcissa glanced at her cousin disapprovingly, but what she said had a profound meaning. Then she got up and followed him to the banquet to get a glass of juice.

"It seems that you are really a rare understanding person." Sirius stared at Adhera who was holding a cup and drinking juice, unsure whether she was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

Narcissa cast her gaze at the large swathes of crimson roses used for decoration - under the pillars, on the railings, on the handrails, on the terrace... Everywhere she looked, there was a sea of ​​flowers - oh!And mistletoe.

"Those flowers are so beautiful." She sighed sincerely.

Sirius sneered.

"It's all stained with the blood of innocents," he said unceremoniously.

Narcissa understood what he was referring to almost instantly, but just like that, she became even more angry.

For her, staying happy on this holy day was more important than anything else.

She didn't want to hear anything inappropriate.