The clouds next to the sunset change their colors, from golden yellow to purple red, as if endless. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The people behind the info were talking, dancing on the dance floor, laughing, and laughing, and the laughter slapped on their backs like waves.

Phoenix hugged Hermione from behind, and the two stood on the balcony, looking out at the scenery ahead.

"It's the first time I've been back here for as long as I can remember," he says, "and the castle is usually used as a wedding or maternity room." Unfortunately, it's not as interesting as I thought, it's still stereotypical, probably every castle is like this. ”

"You were born in this castle?" Hermione didn't seem to be in a good mood, her tone a little dark.

Before Phoenix could reply, a loud explosion was heard behind him. In the blink of an eye, colorful butterflies envelop them, and they fly out of the window and into the distance.

With a flick of magic, the serpentine pattern of a large group of butterflies was cut off. Turning into petals, the breeze blows like a brilliant drizzle.

"I promise our wedding will be more romantic than that, give me some more time, okay?" Phoenix said in a flirtatious tone, he certainly knew what Hermione was thinking.

"Who said I was going to be with you. Hermione said coquettishly, her hand squeezing his arm hard.

"Really?" said Phoenix, pretending to be sad, "I thought I had all the engagement rings ready." ”

The Peverell family never cared too much about the marriage of the young people in the family, as long as the other party was a wizard. In recent centuries, the rise of pure-blood theory has won the support of many families. Although everyone knows it, no wizard family has always maintained absolute pureblood, especially before the secrecy law takes effect. Marrying a Muggle-born girl will still be criticized in the small circle.

Phoenix didn't care about that, although he was very responsible, he wouldn't leave this big mess behind. In some ways, however, it seems to be extraordinarily free-wheeling.

"Don't pretend, I don't know you yet. Hermione said this in a cheerful tone than before.

"Okay, okay, let's go dance. Otherwise, others will think that we are doing something unseemly. ”

……

While Phoenix attends the wedding feast, the Death Eaters on the other side are in a meeting.

The living room was filled with silent people, all seated at a long, well-decorated table. The usual furniture in the room was pushed to the wall indiscriminately. A roaring fire lit the room in an ornate marble fireplace, and above the fireplace was a gilded mirror.

This doesn't quite fit the atmosphere that the Death Eaters are in a good situation right now.

"Severus," Voldemort's high-pitched, clear voice echoed through the room, "how's it going?"

Voldemort had a terrible face, no hair, like a snake, two elongated nostrils, a pair of sparkling red eyes, and the pupils were vertical. His complexion was pale, and he seemed to glow with a pearl.

"Master, the Order of the Phoenix intends to let Harry Potter continue to go to school. They think he needs more knowledge, he needs more room to grow. Of course, they knew that Hogwarts was no better than it had been. They devised a meticulous plan to move him to safety if necessary. ”

The people at the table were visibly interested: some straightened up, others seemed to be unable to sit still, and their eyes were fixed on Snape and Voldemort.

"Safe Quarters?do you know the exact time?" Voldemort's red eyes stared at Snape's dark eyes so sharp that several people next to him hurriedly looked away, as if fearing that the murderous gaze would burn them. Snape looked at Voldemort's face silently, and a moment later, Voldemort's lipsless mouth twisted into a strange smile.

"The timing of the action is based on the fall of the Ministry of Magic, and Peverell thinks we are too blatant before we dare to do so while Scrimgeour is still alive. Phoenix societies avoid any mode of transportation that is controlled and managed by the Ministry of Magic. Anything to do with the Ministry of Magic, they don't believe it. In particular, "Snape didn't make any moves, but everyone else's eyes turned to Yaxley," after the failure of the operation against Hinkness. ”

Yaxley looked at Snape resentfully.

"Where are they going to hide that boy next?"

"Hiding in the house of some Order of the Phoenix member. But soon it will be transferred, and Peverell suggests using a portkey within the protective magic. "That way the Ministry of Magic can't track it, and Peverell will provide a safe place to live." Once Potter escapes in, it's hard to stand a chance of catching him. You know, Peverell is powerful, and it may not be in England to take out a residence, even if the fall of the Ministry of Magic will still be of limited help to us. ”

"Good, good. Do you continue to be trusted by him?" Voldemort looked down and fiddled with the wand in his hand.

"Yes, Dumbledore assured me of my loyalty before he died, and Peverell had few doubts. Snape said.

"How's it going, Yaxley?" Voldemort asked aloud at the other end of the table, the firelight glowing eerily in his red eyes, "How long is it before the Ministry of Magic falls, my patience is limited. ”

Once again, everyone turned their heads. Yaxley puffed out his chest, surprisingly not afraid, but rather excited, as if he felt that he would definitely be praised.

"Master, I have good news in this regard. The shamans of Africa have great respect for you, and they hope that we can further strengthen our cooperation. Sinix is going to an international security conference in October, and they're going to give it to us as a welcome gift. And they know all about Peverell's conventions for controlling the Ministry's position, and they'll help us get in the way. Internationally, they will also help us to fight for more lenient space. ”

Many around Yaxley looked admiring. Sitting next to him, Dolokhov, a man with a long, twisted face, patted him on the back.

"It's astonishing," Voldemort said, "but Hinkness is only a man." Before we can act, Scrimgeour must be surrounded by all of our people. If the assassination attempt fails, we will lose all our efforts. ”

"Yes - master, it is true - but as you know, Hinkness is the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and he has frequent contact not only with the Minister himself, but also with the heads of the various divisions of the Ministry of Magic. I think it would be easier for us to subdue someone else if we had such a senior official under control, and then they could work together to get Scrimgeour out of power. ”

"Why did those African shamans choose to help me? I traveled there as a young man, and they didn't care about anything outside of Africa. Voldemort said, "What do they want?"

"They want to meet with you. ”

"Do you think they're reliable?"

"Yes, master. They're very sincere, maybe they want you to deal with Phoenix Peverell, I've heard they had a bad time some time ago. ”

"Very good, Yaxley, well done. Yaxley straightened up proudly.

Voldemort continued, "Of course, he's a troublesome little guy who will be punished for hindering me from helping that boy again and again. ”

The people at the long table were eagerly watching Voldemort, and judging by their expressions, it seemed as if everyone wished they would be the candidate for the mission to kill Phoenix.

"I was careless, so I was thwarted by luck and chance, and only the most well-thought-out plan would not be ruined by these things. Now I understand. I understood something I didn't understand before. It must be me who killed Harry Potter, and it must be me. ”

"That's all for today. Voldemort waved his hand lightly, and everyone in the room stood up and saluted.

Draco and his mother, along with Snape, remained in place until the door slammed shut. (To be continued.) )