All things are three at Hogwarts

After returning to the room, Lucius closed the door and put on another earplug listening spell. When facing Rudolfs, he seemed to have lost the ability to organize language for a moment. He walked to the table in silence and depression, and put Wei The replica of the Hand of Kna and the pot of strong liquor were placed on the table.

Rudolfs's deep-set eyes swept over Lucius's cheeks, and he walked towards the table. He seemed to be stepping on Lucius's heart every step of the way. The silence and depression in the stone chamber made Lucius wish he could cast a spell. Curse, everything will be beaten to pieces.

"Crabbe brought us a bottle of strong liquor even though he knew the master's intentions? He's just as stupid as he was when he was a kid..." Rudolfs picked up the magic prosthetic limb, his eyes fell on the interface on the arm, and he paused for a long time. He turned around and his expression was unexpectedly calm: "Lucius, I need your help."

Lucius frowned, pursed his lips tightly together, raised his head and lowered it several times, he hesitated to speak, and seemed to want to say but didn't know how to speak. His brows were full of distress and guilt. His original intention was to ask the Dark Lord. Equipped with hands like Bella's for Rudolfs, but he didn't expect that his good intentions turned out to be bad.

Seeing Lucius's hesitant look, Rudolfs stretched out the only half of his arm and said firmly: "Lucius, everything will be fine, come and help me."

"Rudolphus," Lucius said seriously, "I have to cut off part of your arm before I can put it on...and the Cruciatus Curse in the interface..." Lucius couldn't go on. He couldn't imagine Rudolph. The pain that Si was about to suffer.

"Isn't this what you are looking for for me? You and my brother Rabastan are both so stupid..." Rudolfs finished sarcastically and sighed softly, "We can't refuse... Lucius, and this will indeed make me stronger. .”

Rudolfs's voice made Lucius feel even more worried. Judging from the current situation, he really had no room to refuse. This arm was made by the Dark Lord, and the Cruciatus Curse was obviously deliberately left by the Dark Lord to Rudolphs as his The trial of...

After a moment of silence, Lucius's pale, pointed face turned to one side, and he mustered up the courage to speak out his inner thoughts in a low voice: "Rudolfs, wait until I call Sissy over, let's run away... let's go take refuge." Harris, he told me that if I encounter danger, I don’t need to continue lurking..."

"What? Are you planning to drag me out with you now? Like that liar did?" Rudolfs first raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then laughed full of sarcasm, "Ha! If the master knows that you are Spy, aren't you afraid of being retaliated specifically by your master?"

"Rudolfs, listen to me. Alan Harris has a different personality from his master, and he is also very accomplished in alchemy. If I go and beg him, he will ensure our safety! He will also make one for you. Better prosthetics..." Lucius said eagerly, "I didn't rely on him just for the safety of Sissi and the others... You know they have taken control of the Ministry of Magic and driven away the master and Dumbledore. Even if they use He has a conspiracy, but his personal strength is so strong at such a young age... His personal potential is unlimited... Not to mention that there is a god standing behind Allen... Harris has Ms. Ravenclaw as his backer, and his current strength should be better than last year I grew up so much during the Ministry of Magic... You know how smart my father is! Before he died, he asked me to follow in the footsteps of Harris. My dad said that they would be the final winner..."

"Are you sure that he can still guarantee your safety after you lose your use value?" Rudolfs was a little dismissive of Lucius's words, "You know who their old boss is, and I don't know what the style of the first one is. ? Lucius, you are too naive, you have to guarantee your value before he can be worthy of being pleased by him..."

"At least he behaves completely differently now! Rudolfs! Alan Harris has reminded me many times and suggested that I can give up my mission at any time. He will ensure the safety of my family!" Lucius maintained his elegant and decent posture. His emotions began to be revealed urgently, "If we go and beg him..."

"Begging him? Lucius! Where is your self-esteem?! What qualifications do these outsiders have to lead Lestrange?!" Rudolfs's eyes were bright, his head was raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling more. As if mocking, he snorted coldly, "Speaking of which, Lestrange and Ravenclaw can be considered distant relatives. Our family's emblem is the raven, and Ravenclaw... is just the raven's paw."

"Rudolfs, isn't the master a jerk now..." Lucius realized that he was speaking unscrupulously in desperation. The years of fear caused by the Dark Lord prevented him from finishing his words, but this also made him He was a little angry, "As long as they can survive, the living will not care what the dead think! Since you are proud of your family, you should understand that what is important is not your personal glory! It is the continuation of the family! Do you understand? ?!”

"Idiot! My allegiance has never been to him! Lucius, it is Bellatrix Black Lestrange! Don't instill in me the set of things your father instilled in you!" Rudolfs was also angry. The ground roared angrily, and then realizing that he had lost his temper, he adjusted his collar with one hand, "When you love someone, you must believe in her, there is no other way, you must give her the key to control everything in your life." , otherwise what’s the point?”

"But she didn't give you the key..." Lucius saw that Rudolfs had stretched out his arm and said nothing more. He could only draw out his wand and pointed tremblingly at his amputated arm: "Snape used to You taught me a magic spell, very quickly, please bear with it."

Rudolfs nodded and moved the replica of Vecna's Hand on his arm so that Lucius could find the correct position. Then he suddenly stopped moving, stood up and waved his wand to remove the ear-blocking spell, then sat back down. .

"Master will be unhappy if he can't hear my voice..."

Lucius's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the gap between his lips, and his eyes stared at Rudolfs: "It will hurt a lot."

Rudolfs pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were firm, and his tone did not fluctuate: "Then I will shout out."

Lucius' usually cold and arrogant gray-blue eyes were full of worry. His eyebrows were furrowed into a "Sichuan" shape and he secretly measured the position. He looked at the strong aura of black magic on the prosthetic limb: "Cruciatus Curse" It will be very painful if it comes into contact with the wound on the severed arm..."

"Then I will shout louder!" Rudolfs insisted, his eyes as deep as the black lake of Hogwarts, and Lucius, who looked at him with tears in his head resolutely, nodded.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless..."

"Ugh!!!"

On the other side of the underground base, in the more independent and luxurious room that Bellatrix had obtained since her pregnancy, the sudden twisted and painful screams from outside the door made the two Black sisters stop talking.

"Then who is screaming?!" Narcissa frowned, her pale cheeks without a trace of blood. After living here for so long, it was still difficult for her to adapt to this atmosphere full of pain and depression.

"Rudolphus." Bellatrix picked up a grape from the fruit bowl and threw it into her mouth. Her facial muscles twitched a few times, and she raised her eyebrows and mocked, "Ha, I've never heard of him before. It’s such a miserable scream.”

"Why is he screaming so loudly..." Narcissa asked uneasily. At this time, she could only hear Rudolfs' shrill screams getting louder and louder.

"I suggest that the master make the prosthetic leg made for him longer." Bellatrix laughed and raised her toes proudly. "He has to cut off some of the excess parts before he can install it."