The year the Dark Lord officially took over the British wizarding world, he launched a brutal tyrannical rule, tortured Muggles and suppressed the remnants of the Order of the Phoenix.
Percy has no news of his family. He did not participate in the battle, but he was almost suffocated in the embers of the war. From an ambitious young man to a slave of the puppet regime, he lives in a crack in the Ministry of Magic, a government institution that exists in name only. Became a victim of this power game.
The dream that the small-town problem solver weaved for himself during his hard work was horribly shattered. He saw no future and no family behind him...
Seeing that the huge waves of reality were about to destroy his brand-new sail, the young man who went to the other side of the ocean because of him five years ago arrived as scheduled - the elevator door slowly opened, and the heartbeat always recognized you before me.
Marcus Flint stood in the open elevator door with his arms folded, his calm and indifferent eyes flicking over his body. Percy's heart surged with excitement, and the boy's oath when he left rang in his ears.
"I shall come back, unless the day and night cease to flow, and the Thames ceases to flow."
He is really back this time.
However, he seems to not remember me——
This guy is really inexplicable. Just as he was thinking this, Marcus was stunned. He raised his hand at a loss and wiped away the hot tear that had flowed down from his eyes.
Who is crying for him?
To reunite with the one I love
My soul will remember you for me
"It always makes me feel that I should love you very, very much to deserve your eyes like this, but I've never seen yours before, right..."
"I heard that you fell in love with a Slytherin when you were at Hogwarts. Who was he? Tell me-"
"The man is dead and he will never come back."
Intention: Frustration and confusion are inevitable in life.