Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

This is an obituary for Dumbledore as a friend. The article is sincere and full of admiration and remembrance. It can make almost everyone who reads it feel sad for Dumbledore's passing.

Indra was the same, but a little regretful that he didn't discover anything new.

Senna's letter said that the Death Eaters had escaped from prison again, which made Indra make a difficult decision to send her grandma back to China.

But she couldn't and didn't dare discuss the matter directly: the principal passed away last semester, and the wizarding world was about to change. A terrorist named Voldemort wanted to rule the world and persecute Muggle wizards like her, and she decided to stay and continue Adventure and school, you old man will go back first...

Towards the end of July, Indra's fire dragon leather satchel was completely completed, and the potion prepared for the dementors was improved twice.

It now has a new name, Soul Potion.

Since it's for dementors, why not call it the dementors' favorite thing, the soul.

After everything was prepared, Indra modified her grandmother's memory so that she only remembered that she had a granddaughter studying in the UK, but of course it was not a magic school.

When Indra apparated from the airport back to the living room on the first floor of the villa, she felt that the house suddenly became particularly quiet and empty.

She stood still for a while and then began to move things into the fire dragon leather satchel. Food, books, clothes, and the potion room on the top floor were all emptied and transferred to the bag.

Because she didn't want to go to the street to replenish things, Indra went to the store to buy a lot of daily necessities and put them in. After casting a little spell, she didn't have to worry about them breaking. After all, she couldn't move a Muggle refrigerator into it, and there wasn't anything in her bag. electricity.

But she moved the desk, bed and even the wardrobe in the bedroom and used a shrinking spell.

The next morning, Indra put Harricon in his bag, cast a triggering spell on the house, and disapparated away.

The last place where Dementors appeared was the Forest of Dean. Before the Dementors came, it was a very popular Muggle resort, but now it is estimated that few people would dare to go there.

Indra planned to visit here first.

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Wiltshire.

The light in the living room is darker than usual.

The flames in the fireplace reflected faint bright shadows on a long, well-decorated dark table. A lifeless human body hung silently fifty feet above the table, with a circle of silent people sitting below.

With a crisp click sound, a pair of hands with slender blue-white fingers broke off a wand from the snake-headed staff.

The man with a sallow face and dull blond hair shook unconsciously, glanced up quickly with evasive eyes, and showed a forced and difficult smile.

"You want my wand, Lucius? My wand?"

Voldemort's eyes widened viciously, and several Death Eaters snickered.

"I have given you freedom, Lucius. Isn't this enough for you? I've noticed that you and your family don't seem to be very happy recently... I'm staying at your home. What makes you unhappy? Yes, Lucius?"

Draco looked ahead with an indifferent expression, as if he couldn't hear what Voldemort was saying at all.

"No - Master, no!"

The hissing sound rang in everyone's ears, and several wizards couldn't help but tremble. There was a giant snake swimming under the table, and then it climbed onto Voldemort's chair and put it on his shoulders.

Bella looked at Voldemort with fanatical reverence and admiration on her face, "Master, it is our honor for you to stay here, and there is no greater pleasure than this!"

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