Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"But Lucius, do you remember that person? Regulus, Regulus Black." When Lucius stood up and calmed down, Voldemort said inadvertently.

Chapter 11 Choice (Part 2)

Regulus Black, this name has disappeared like a cloud in many people's hearts.As a promising and trusted Death Eater, Regulus is the pride of the Black family, because they firmly believe that what Regulus is doing is the dignity that a pure blood should defend.He was also the object of envy, jealousy, and chasing by some Death Eaters. He was very clever, had a well-organized manner, and had an outstanding appearance. Even Voldemort admired him and was willing to contact him more than others.

Even though this name used to shine like a star, it cannot be said at will among the Death Eaters. No one will even take the initiative to recall the boy, allowing his existence to disappear into the boundless darkness, as if it had never been There is no such a person.

There is no other reason. Regulus Black's name may have once represented the glory of a Death Eater, but it was later contaminated and fallen and became synonymous with betrayers and traitors.No one knows what he did, or even how he died.But when his body was thrown in the hall, when the Death Eaters watched their master turn the body of the servant who was praised yesterday into a corpse, the Dark Lord’s anger that night almost swallowed others, if It wasn't Max who stopped him in the end, and that day's victim would certainly not be the only one.

Later they rumored that Regulus had stolen the Dark Lord's belongings. They didn't know what it was, only that it was very important to the Dark Lord.He was almost able to escape suspicion, because he had always done a beautiful and careful job.If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't noticed the inconspicuous triggering spell hidden in the depths with almost no magic fluctuations... the Dark Lord would not even notice this.

But if there is no if, of course he was caught up, but the Dark Lord got nothing, because the moment the man saw him, he raised his wand and said an Avada Suo-to himself.After the light, all the Dark Lord got was a corpse. Of course he was furious, but even as powerful as the Dark Lord, he couldn't find much useful information from a corpse.

Did the Dark Lord later recover his belongings?No one knows this.It's just that Regulus has since become synonymous with betrayers, no one dared to say this name easily, because the anger of the Dark Lord will be vented on them immediately-except Max.And the improved curse that was hidden deeply is her masterpiece.

"Very decisive, but effective enough. At that time, with his physical state, it was impossible to survive Tom's interrogation. It may be better to die than to live. At least he concealed what he wanted to conceal." Later, Mike Si told him so.

But now the Dark Lord himself actively mentioned the name."That's a damn traitor, Master." Lucius made his voice sound more calm.

"Yes, he is a traitor. He has renounced the vow of allegiance that he once swore, and lived up to my expectations of him, so you also know the consequences of him... The effect of turning humans from a living state into a corpse is more effective than a dead body OK. Do you know why this is?"

"Because those corpses will be more destructive than corpses because of resentment." Lucius respectfully said. He didn't understand why Voldemort said this suddenly, but a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"That's right." Voldemort nodded. "I once wanted to ask that guy what I wanted to know. But he was more straightforward than I expected and chose death without hesitation. He knew it well. The only outcome for betraying the Dark Lord is death. If a servant can't be loyal and obey his orders, it is better to give him a death...Your wife and children are important to you?"

Lucius almost couldn't breathe, his feet fluttered and knelt.

"Master...Master...I beg you to be kind..."

Already paying attention to nothing, Lucius's hair that had always been neatly combed was now all scattered, sticking to his forehead or temple."Ah, that said, I remember it again... You previously rejected me when I tried to recruit your son to join the Death Eaters..."

"Draco is very willing to serve you. Our whole family are your most loyal servants!" Lucius's forehead hit the floor. "But he is still too young... I beg you to give me a few more years... at least When he reaches adulthood, he will become your best subordinate by then!"

"Don't be nervous, of course I understand your feelings as a father worried about your son..." Voldemort said smoothly, "but you also need to know that what a person can protect is limited. After you open your arms , You can put your wife and children in your arms, but don't be too greedy, because your arms are only that size..."

"It must be clear which is more important... Lucius, you will work hard to protect your family, right... Compared with three people, which side of the balance is heavier?" Voldemort patted him. The shoulders seemed to express comfort to him, but the latter could only tremble.

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"Something happened, Arthur."

Life at the Ministry of Magic during this time was not easy.Fudge's oppression of power is no longer just a private means of restriction. Since Arthur Weasley broke off ties with his son Percy, the pressure from the workplace has become greater and greater.

Even knowing that Fudge suspected that he had a close relationship with Dumbledore, he was promoted to Percy’s position to observe his reaction. If he didn’t further arouse Fudge’s suspicion, he shouldn’t have a big fight with Percy, but It should be a good celebration for him.

But Arthur knew he could not do it, just as he was not even the director of the Department of Prohibition of Muggle Abuse before, but when he was just an ordinary official of the Ministry of Magic, he would still bluntly disagree with Zoe Segal. Overtreatment.

Fortunately, because his relationship with others is very good, the days are not particularly sad. There are many people who have made friends with him and owe others a lot. After all, he never hesitates to consider and plan for others sincerely, or do not ask for compensation. Others solve some small troubles-people who are talking about the prohibition of the abuse of Muggle goods will not lack this opportunity.

A good person may not have as many benefits as a bad person, but when he is in trouble, people around him who have been blessed by him and who know the character of others will never leave him.Even if Fudge and his gang find faults in secret, some people are willing to share with him.

"What's the matter, Amos?" In order to prevent Fudge from finding his way, the members of the Order of the Phoenix don't usually have too many opportunities to meet. The most likely place to chat about homework and exchange information is probably in the elevator of the ministry. In this short period of time, members can talk freely without worrying about the surrounding surveillance.

Amos Diggory was holding a big box. He and Arthur explained that this was the data related to magical creatures that their department had compiled. He wanted to send them to the director’s office. Arthur helped him press elevator.

"I woke up early today after a long absence. When I went to the office, I met Abel, who is forbidden to abuse the Department of Magic. He told me a terrible news. You have to tell other people instead of me... We should make the decision earlier. ." Amos looked very disturbed.

"What happened, Amos? Tell me more clearly." Arthur's face became serious.

"To put it simply, Potter is in trouble." Amos spoke quickly. "He used the curse in the presence of Muggles, the patron saint curse, and was caught by the supervision of the Department of Magic. Now. They have sent a letter to Potter. I have sent a message to Dumbledore. He should have gone to the minister's office."

"How dare they really do this!" Arthur roared."It's weird, Arthur... Do you think it was the hands of someone over there?" Amos hesitated."It doesn't matter who did it, at least now that Fudge needs to talk about it." Arthur sneered.

"Will he trade with Potter and settle out of court?"

"If this matter was deliberately planted by him, then I think this should be his purpose..." Arthur slammed into the elevator wall. "Damn it, has he done nothing to defeat Dumbledore!"

"How many people are there in the headquarters?"

"Not much, I only know that Molly must be here. They all have their own things to do, but we originally planned to pick up Harry tonight, so that we can cover their figures in the dark. Even if they are all imaginary Curse, I also brought Tonks, pay attention to something that can't be wrong..."

"What if we go earlier?" Amos asked nervously.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and a big, dark-skinned bald man walked in. After seeing the incoming person clearly, the two people who had deliberately kept their distance just now breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hi, Kingsley." Kingsley also greeted them."Sirius is rushing to the headquarters. He is going to pick up his godson for a man." Arthur nodded."I can fully understand that he is of course more willing to care about his family than to be hypocritical with those pure-blood families." Kingsley sighed."But he really should pay attention to his body. He would rather work all day long than stay in the Black House. It must be a nightmare for him."

"We are also responsible for this matter. We are all focused on Siegel and that thing. Her trial, regardless of the outcome, is a blow to Dumbledore's prestige. But we shouldn't realize it after so long. Fudge’s despicableness, we should spend more time looking at Harry instead of just arranging for Mrs. Feige." Kingsley’s destination has arrived. He looked at the slowly opening elevator door, and the light shone on his face. Ready to leave.

"Nothing will happen, Harry is brave, he will know what to do."

Chapter 12 Leaving Azkaban

When a person has something to do, time is no longer a stagnant thing for her.In Azkaban’s days, apart from making time to meet with the investigator, she almost buried herself in Segal’s secret room at other times. Her memory was not as good as Hermione’s, but it was not bad. .If you just read it and can't memorize it, memorize it a few more times. The things she needs to memorize are very important, but they are also very complicated and are top-secret information that must not be circulated.

She will leave Azkaban the next day.He piled the hand-written sheepskin rolls together. Zoe held the torch and walked near the entrance. After taking a deep breath, he threw the torch over there, watching the lighted sheepskin rolls gradually roll in other papers around. The fire became more intense. The more you come, the heat can blow on your face even after a long distance.

The flame seemed to wash away even sin.After returning to the ground, the two dementors stood quietly on either side, this time not for surveillance."I'm sorry." The words passed away with the wind, and no one could hear them except myself.

Early the next morning, Zoe had been fully dressed, looking at the sea outside the window, usually the Ministry of Magic would go by sea and take a boat to Azkaban.I don't know how long it took, a small shadow appeared on the sea level, and the outline of the shadow gradually became obvious. It was the small boat with two people sitting on it.One was the official of the Ministry of Magic who led the way, and the other she had met several times.

She did not wait in the room for the woman to come and pick her up, but took the initiative to wait near the entrance.She must use an attitude to tell them that she never intended to show weakness or yield to them. Even if she stays in Azkaban now, she must show a will not to be underestimated, no matter how badly she is about to face.

The prison door was pushed open by two dead gray arms, and the dementor was at the forefront, floating down the stairs.Walking behind was a short and fat woman. Her wide face was always reminiscent of a toad, and her chin was thick and even covered her neck.She wore a light purple robe, not just for reasons, she even wore a small bow on her short curly hair, but it didn't make people think she was so cute at all.

"Ms. Umbridge, you are an hour late." Zoe spoke first, and she met the woman's extremely cold, but pretendingly gentle eyes.

"As a woman, I think you must also understand the need to dress up before going out, Miss Siegel?" Umbridge's voice was sharp, thin, and exaggerated. Zoe heard it for the first time. At that time, I felt very uncomfortable, as if she had forcibly matched a little girl's vocal cords.

"Of course you can't understand it either." Umbridge tried to make an elegant gesture, but no matter how Zoe looked at it, he just felt that a large shadow in front of him was swaying from side to side. "Look at the face of your little girl Shui Lingling. , Youthful and beautiful, I don't know the suffering... You see, the skin and flesh are also very tight."

She pinched Zoe’s face and looked like she was laughing and joking, but Zoe only felt that the piece of meat was about to be torn off by her. The intense pain and pulling sensation made her unconsciously show an expression of pain, damn it. The lunatic actually planned to screw it, and did so.

"That's a poor little fellow. If you cry, even I will feel distressed." Umbridge let go of his hand and rubbed Zoe's red cheek with his thumb, making the latter feel sick, especially The gesture of making an innocent face after the abuse is really annoying.

"Don't you think that I was hurting you just now, Miss Siegel?" Umbridge said with a smile, "This is one of my ways to show closeness. It's just me, I'm not always light in doing things. Does it hurt if it's not heavy?"

Zoe shook his head in silence."Very good, that's right. Little guy, as long as you know where you are and are willing to play your role, we can definitely become good friends." Umbridge smiled, those eyes still Cold and merciless, "After all, Japan will be long."

Zoe was the same as when she came, but packed his little luggage.When the iron gate was closed, even the wailing of the prisoners was cut off, and the sun was shining on the body for a long time, and it was warm and comfortable.

As the boat sailed away from the isolated island, Zoe looked back. There were layers of rocks everywhere, with few flowers and greens, and no one could explore the sin and death of the past."What's wrong, does your stomach hurt, Miss Siegel?" Umbridge's hypocritical voice sounded in his ears.

"Nothing, ma'am. I just want to pray here, hoping that the souls will rest in peace one day." Zoe opened his eyes to prevent Umbridge from seeing any flaws. "I can ask you one thing. Huh?"

"Go ahead, as the beginning of our friendship, I naturally have to answer questions."

"Almost a month ago, you replaced the previous investigator with me, but when you first came to find me, Azkaban lost two dementors after you left." Zoe said coldly. Asked, "You came again the next day, but that was not the day to meet. You were to get these two dementors back to work, right?"