HP Magic Biography

Okay, Potter, there are only two of us left here now. Tarfel sat gracefully on the chair, with his legs folded together, and pointed at Harry with his wand in one hand.

With a slight lift, Harry immediately felt his body stand up uncontrollably, he couldn't do anything, a pair of invisible hands pinched his throat like this, which made him breathless.

Very well, Potter, that's it, that's the expression, let me see what the guy who managed to escape from the Dark Lord's hands by chance is capable of.

Dark...Dark Lord...you are...Death Eater? Harry said reflexively, the title of Dark Lord, only Death Eaters would call it that, just like Professor Snape...

Well, that doesn't seem appropriate, and that's why Harry has always rejected Snape. Of course, there's no guarantee that Harry's obsession with the title Snape gave Voldemort is because he hates Snape.

Now it seems that Lucius seems to be more suitable, and Tafel seems to be very close to Draco.

You can still speak. Tafur pursed his lips and smiled, and many wrinkles appeared on his originally young face.

As if realizing something terrible, in an instant, Tafur almost gave up control of Harry, and took out a bottle of potion from his pocket.

It looked like a moment of fake Moody, but Harry was not allowed to think so much. As soon as he landed, Harry ran madly out of the room, but it was useless, within two seconds , Harry fell to the ground again, accompanied by the kind of maddening pain.

That was the case with the Longbottoms, who ended up having to spend time at St. Mungo's Hospital.

I really don't give up. I thought you would learn to be smarter. It seems that Dumbledore chose the wrong partner. Between you and another kid, you are obviously the one who was abandoned.

Harry couldn't think at all, his brain was almost numb from the excruciating pain.

Of course, if numbness can avoid this kind of pain, Harry would be very happy, but the pain of the Cruciatus Curse is destined not to be solved by endurance, wave after wave, stabbing Harry's soul, every time It's all new pain...

How is it, Potter? Tarfel said with a smile, Where are your friends, your godfather, and Dumbledore, it seems that no one can save you now, Potter, is it like this, I You're right.

Better...much better than you... Harry gritted his teeth and squeezed out each word from his mouth.

What did you say, Potter,

Sorry, I didn't hear you very clearly, or what are you going to tell me?

You...you...don't even think about it... Harry said, his body curled up on the ground and then stretched out, veins emerged on his arms, and his scars turned bright red, which gave Harry no less than a heartache The burning pain of the curse.

What's the matter, Potter, feeling pain?

Harry didn't speak, just clenched his teeth, but this didn't make him feel any better, the pain became clearer instead.

Really... damn it...

...

Harry felt a little dizzy in his head, and a strong sense of dizziness swept over him, almost making him plunge into darkness here.

Harry tried hard to stand up, but suddenly, Harry felt his hands were tightly bound together...

Here is the dungeon... Harry was a little dazed. He had been to the Hogwarts dungeon before, but it wasn't so dark...

Where is this?

Wave after wave of stinging pain hit Harry's brain, which made his memory a little confused. Just when Harry was about to call Ron, a burst of voice immediately made Harry stop this stupid practice.

It's useless, the boy must be... A deep male voice came over.

Then bring him over there and put his hand on that damn shelf It was a woman's voice that sounded a bit hoarse, Lucius, you said that Tafel guy had brought him here up

Yes, as the Dark Lord ordered. Lucius' smooth voice sounded, and Harry's heart tightened.

We must hurry up, they will soon find out that Potter is missing. Another male voice rang out.

Useless coward, are you afraid? the woman sneered.

Facing Dumbledore, no one is not afraid... the man whispered, facing Dumbledore...

According to the information we have received, Dumbledore is not in the UK now. In fact, the main force of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not there, so we really need to hurry up. Rookwood, as long as Potter passes by, we can take that thing down Malfoy said slowly He said hesitantly, Or must he be voluntary to get that thing?

It doesn't have to be voluntary, anyone who cares about it can take it off the shelf without pain or hindrance.

Harry had heard the voice before, it was August Rookwood, the Death Eater who had escaped from Azkaban.

Harry's blood turned cold suddenly, and it was clear that he had been kidnapped from the school by Malfoy and a group of Death Eaters.

This is……

Harry suddenly remembered, the sting, that he was being tortured by that Ministry of Magic woman in Tafel, who called Voldemort the Dark Lord, and she was a Death Eater...

By the way, she was a Death Eater, and then she fainted, and then through his identity, she was sent to Malfoy by Tafel... through Floo powder...

Yep, only the Ministry fireplace wasn't monitored by the means Umbridge left behind.

From what they were saying, these Death Eaters had tied themselves here mainly to ask him to go to a certain shelf and grab something.

Yes, that thing was just behind that door, something Voldemort couldn't wait to need.

What, could it be some terrible weapon?

Harry was a little hesitant to imagine, but as Fan Lin said, a prophecy ball contained a prophecy about how to destroy the Dark Lord, and the other end of the prophecy was connected to himself.

It should be like this...

but……

Harry's brain was a little overwhelmed, so what should he do now?

What could he do in the face of a dozen or possibly more heavily armed Death Eaters?

His wand was gone, and even if he had it, there was probably nothing he could do by himself.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to intend to hurt him, but wanted to take him to the Department of Mysteries to get something, the prophecy ball, or a weapon, or both...

Harry closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be unconscious, wanting to hear what they had to say.

In the current situation, counting on others to rescue him seemed to be the only way out. He didn't know how long it had been since he was taken away from Hogwarts, but as long as he persisted, the school and the Order of the Phoenix would definitely find something abnormal.

For example... For example...

Oh damn, Ron was caught, Harry thought with some annoyance, being locked up in the dungeon by that woman in Tafel, while Professor McGonagall was still receiving treatment at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic, there was nothing worse than this .

besides……

Oh, and Hermione, he had informed Hermione, the Ministry of Magic...

Harry suddenly thought, and Snape, they knew themselves...and, they...

But Lucius said that the main force of the Order of the Phoenix was not in England, and Dumbledore had also left. The current Hogwarts was extremely empty, and there was no power to rescue him at all.

So, he will die?