(HP doujin) [HP] Linkos Ramirez

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"I understand, don't worry." Narcissa stood up with a determined look on her face, "Lucius, don't worry."

Lucius couldn't help but hooked the corner of his mouth: "Cissy, I should thank you."

"Then end everything and come back." Narcissa stepped forward and hugged Lucius gently, "Same as last time."

"Of course." Lucius also returned a hug to Narcissa, and with Narcissa's help, put on the well-pressed death eater black robe again, "No matter what news you have, don't act rashly."

"...Okay." Narcissa hesitated to speak, and finally nodded in response.

In the middle of the night, Linkos, who was lying on the bed in the Muggle apartment, suddenly opened his eyes.

Regardless of any hidden problems of her own, she completely forgot about Dumbledore's exhortations before leaving, grabbed the wand by the pillow, opened the window and jumped out.

The author has something to say: Babies, after the Spring Festival holiday, Bai Ye finally straightened out the next plot of this article!

☆、Chapter 53

The Grangers woke up with a scream.

The screams were short and shrill, which woke them up almost instantly. After looking at each other, they realized that this was definitely not a dream.

They all heard it.

"You stay here, I'll go and have a look." Mr. Granger got off the bed immediately, put on his coat, looked at the bedroom and chose the fairly light chair, clutched it tightly in his hands, and walked towards the bedroom door go.

Mrs. Granger looked at him worriedly. There was silence outside at the moment. They didn't dare to turn on the lights without authorization, and they didn't know what terrible things were hidden in the darkness outside the window.

Almost at the moment when Mr. Granger's hand pressed the bedroom doorknob, the crisp sound of glass came in from outside.

At the same time, there was a burst of pleading and the cry of a baby.

"Damn it, it's Mona's house." Mr. Granger confirmed the accident this time, and it was the neighbor just one building behind Granger's house. He turned his head and told his wife, and at the same time pressed the doorknob, " You call the police."

Mrs. Granger got up from the bed almost immediately, rushed to the sideboard and grabbed the phone receiver.Her hands were shaking and she could barely press the numbers accurately.

There was another cry of pain, and intermittent cursing and begging for mercy.

Mr. Granger's face changed even more ugly - this time it was clearly the neighbor on the other side, how many gangsters came here?What is their purpose?

If it was an ordinary robbery, how could it make such a big noise?But if it is seeking revenge, how could it be possible to contact so many families in a row? !

No matter what, Mr. Granger gritted his teeth, opened the bedroom door, and said to his wife before closing it, "You lock the door and don't come out no matter what you hear."

Compared with the outside, the first floor of Granger's house seemed quiet. Mr. Granger walked down the stairs cautiously, with the chair in his hand always held up, ready to attack the intruder at any time.

Fortunately, no one has invaded the first floor yet.

Mr. Granger took a deep breath, let his overly tense muscles collapse in a short time to relax for a moment, and then walked towards the window again.

The sound outside had weakened, which made Mr. Granger very uneasy, and he didn't know how long it would take for the police to arrive and bring everything under control.

However, no matter how he did his psychological training, Granger never expected that the first thing he saw when he came to the window was such a cruel scene.

A dark person held a baby aloft on the road—blatantly under the streetlight—and fell heavily to the ground. The baby’s weak crying stopped abruptly, and at the same time, Mona’s voice rang out. Crying, yes, Mona lay on the ground, being stepped on by another dark person, and the two villains laughed wantonly.

"Oh God!" Mr. Granger couldn't help whispering.

He thought that his voice could be heard almost only by himself, but he didn't expect that the villain who had just killed a baby under the street lamp turned towards him!

"Look, our prey," he heard the villain laugh, like a demon's laughing whisper.

Immediately afterwards, a crimson light rushed straight over.

Mr. Granger dodged to the side subconsciously, looking behind him in shock.

That person was still under the street lamp, but such a ray of light went through the glass and directly shattered the painting hanging on the wall behind, the whole painting was torn apart!

What would happen if this thing hit yourself?

Mr. Granger didn't even dare to think about it.

Under such a comparison, Mr. Granger finally realized that these people in front of him must not be ordinary people, and the chair in his hand is simply a joke!

Almost instantly, Mr. Granger made a decision.He wants to run away to distract the attention of this group of people, no matter how powerful they are, they don't know how many people are in his family!

He plucked up his courage and stood up, almost heading for the gate.

However, before he could open the door and rush out, a huge force knocked him open, and he fell back into the living room with a sharp pain in his leg, and he couldn't get up for a while.

"This is mine."

Mr. Granger heard an indifferent voice at the door, close at hand.He looked subconsciously, and saw a man wearing a black cloak standing at the door. From the hood, he could see a few strands of extremely light-colored hair and a pair of cold eyes.

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