[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

A few days later, Christo was absent from the morning meeting, and Wormtail told Voldemort that she was too worried and fell ill.Voldemort was very suspicious, so he asked Bella to "visit", but news came out that Christo vomited blood.Bella regretfully reported to Voldemort that Miss McMillan was really seriously ill, and now she is really incapable of any job.

Voldemort no longer had any doubts, and asked Wormtail to send someone to take good care of Christo.At this time, Adeline was already staying in the room, and the real Christo was already sullenly standing in front of Gaunt's old house.

Gaunt's old house is not too big, but as the former residence of the descendants of Slytherin, the most common thing is the thing with the smell of black magic, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty for her and Tracy to find it.

Just as they were feeling upset, there was a sudden noise from the next room.Christo received a warning from Tracy, and suddenly had an idea that it would be great if it was Voldemort, then she could give it a go.

Obviously the other party was not, otherwise, according to Voldemort's arrogance, he would have come straight.Maybe it was some Death Eater who stayed here.

She ignored Tracy's obstruction and walked out lightly.

The light sound stopped suddenly, and the other party seemed to have discovered their existence.

Christo tentatively cast a spell through the crack of the door. There was no movement in the room. She raised her eyebrows, found a bottle of potion, opened the bottle cap, and placed it at the door. Lavender smoke floated up. Christo drew a gust of wind and blew it in.

Trish immediately held her breath.

Christo opened the door and looked around. The only window was locked. She continued to walk in, and Tracy turned into a bat and flew around.Apart from footprints on the floor, there seemed to be nothing to prove that someone had been there just now.

Tracy returned to her original form and landed next to Christo with a serious expression, "I'm afraid she has already left."

"Hmm." Christo walked to the bed and said suddenly, "I think this coat rack is not bad."

Trish immediately cast a revealing spell on it.

A tall, thin figure appeared.

"Like my potions, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly, "Fortunately, I prefer the color of honey." Because of the poisoning, his skin turned purple.

"What are you doing here? Albus." Trish looked at him warily.

"Don't be nervous, Tracy, I never lay hands on children." He looked at Christo intently, his blue eyes flashed, "Christo, I've always wanted to talk to you. I Never thought Chloe would be a Death Eater, and neither would you, of course."

"I think you'd better teach Harry before you teach me."

"Maybe you have some difficulties."

"You can only call it difficult if you can't say it, Professor Dumbledore." Christo looked back at him, "Do you really think that the Death Eaters are so weak that they are so leisurely?"

"I'm curious why you, his most trusted subordinate, would appear in this deserted house with the Marquis of White."

"Old bee, I think if you stay a little longer, Sif may not be able to save you." Tracy said impatiently with her arms folded.

Dumbledore suddenly laughed, "Good luck."

Christo watched his figure disappear at the door, then turned to Tracy and said, "Has he already got it?"

Tracy shrugged, "Probably not, otherwise he wouldn't have tested you."

But they spent several days turning the old house upside down, not even letting the surrounding vegetation go unnoticed, but they found nothing.

Trish gritted her teeth, "Damn old bee!"

It was futile again, and Christo was very irritable. She glanced at the dilapidated old Gaunt house, turned and left without any regrets.Tracy was stunned for a moment, then regained her senses and grabbed her.

"where are you going?"

"Of course it's going back, there are more important things."

Trish sighed, "Kerry, your safety..."

Christo didn't want to hear any more, so she just apparated and left.She was back on the path outside Death Eater headquarters in no time, she didn't need to look to know that her face was dark and terrifying, and she wanted revenge right away.She walked towards the castle under the cold moonlight, her mind was full of various thoughts.I met Dumbledore today, does it mean that the wise old man also discovered the secret of the mysterious man?She still felt puzzled, and if she could, she would like to dispose of Voldemort's Horcrux with her own hands.But even if she got the Horcrux, in order to find more "treasures" of Voldemort, Tracy would definitely study them carefully and would not let her do it.She became more and more unhappy, all the things accumulated in her heart, crowded and noisy, struggling to find an exit.She told herself that it was better in Dumbledore's hands than in Voldemort's, and she tried her best to suppress those dangerous and restless things.

She went back to the room with ease and didn't run into anyone.Adeline had already fallen asleep, and only a pair of pea-sized eyes noticed her return in the darkness.

She turned and went to the next room, and Pettigrew materialized.

"Have you found it?" His voice was extremely low, full of expectation.

Christo shook her head.

Pettigrew fell back to the sofa in frustration. Another failure made him feel gloomy. Mr. McMillan was killed by Bella, and Marquis White was dismissed again. When will it come out.

"Wormtail, I haven't fallen yet." Christo rubbed the tired wrinkles between her brows, "What happened while I was away?"

Wormtail cheered up, "Little Mr. Malfoy seems to have received some important mission, and he hasn't shown up for two days."

The indifference on Chris's face disappeared at once, "Where's Mrs. Malfoy?"

"Although she tried her best to hide it, I feel a little panicked." Seeing that Christo remained silent, Wormtail continued, "Three days ago, Mr. Malfoy came to you..."

"Did he see Adeline?" Chris became nervous.

Wormtail shook his head.A stone fell to the ground in Christo's heart.She patted her head annoyed, recently, she had forgotten to contact Draco.She took out the double-sided mirror, thinking that it was not yet dawn, so she put it back.She stood up, "Adeline wakes up, tell her I'm back."

Wormtail realized that she was going to go out, so he stood up quickly, "Aren't you going to rest for a while?"

Christo had already walked straight out of the room.

It was very quiet in the castle, only the Death Eaters on duty.Not long after Christo left, she discovered that many vampires were also involved. It seemed that Voldemort was annoyed and helpless at the loss of soldiers last time.Voldemort gave her supreme power, and no one dared to stop her except him, and the daring Bella.She wandered around the castle like a lonely soul, and finally found what she wanted to see.

Nagini curled up in a dark and damp corner of the castle, its huge body clustered together, Christo's appearance startled it, it spat out a long scarlet letter, and a pair of eyes glowed in the darkness.

"Nagini, Nagini," she walked over, looking down at the snake, with her hands in her sleeves and a wand on her left and right, she was no longer a defenseless little girl, she thought She could kill it with just one spell.

But reason told her that she could not act rashly now.

She smiled faintly at it, which was also Voldemort's eyes and ears.She walked past it without incident.

This is the first time that Christo has visited every corner of the castle.It was daylight, she didn't want to go to the morning meeting, she couldn't stand Bella's face, and presumably Mrs Malfoy couldn't stand her either.She squatted in an unnoticed corner, watching the Death Eaters passing by, and Draco didn't show up until the morning meeting started.

Kristo sighed and went back to the room.She opened the double-sided mirror, hesitated again and again, and finally called out his name.

"Good morning!" She greeted Draco in the mirror stiffly, and carefully screened the situation behind him, but couldn't guess where he was at the moment.

"Well, Keli, I've been waiting for you to question me." He chuckled lightly, the mirror shook and returned to normal, and he sat up.When Christo saw his silk nightgown, she froze for a moment, "Still sleeping?"

"Well, nothing to do."

"Why don't you come to the morning meeting?"

"Kerry, you are absent more times than me." Draco rubbed his face.

Christo noticed the dark blue under his eyes, he still looked tired. "Tracey and I went to find his Horcrux and met Dumbledore, who seemed to have it before us."

"The Horcrux?"

Crystal suddenly realized that she hadn't told Draco about it, and she explained it, and Draco immediately understood, "I think I have one at home, but I haven't seen it since second grade." Pass."

Christo said innocently: "Do you still remember the secret room incident? It was the fault of that diary. I burned it with Fiendfire."

"Is that the time when Professor Lockhart was seriously injured and your whereabouts were unknown?"

"Well, I guess that's when Professor Dumbledore began to suspect."

"That's fine, with him around, things will definitely be easier."

"Draco, when did you trust Professor Dumbledore so much?"

Draco looked at her like he was looking at a fool, "If anyone has to take risks, it'd better not be you."

"If it's me, I must minimize the risk, don't worry, Draco." Christo replied confidently, a hazy smile finally appeared on her face, "Then, what are you going to do again?" gone?"

"He asked me to find a way to get Death Eaters into Hogwarts, and kill Dumbledore if given the chance..."

"Why didn't he let Professor Snape go?" Christine was displeased.

"He said, don't go to the professor unless you have to. That's the eyeliner he put around Dumbledore." Draco curled his lower lip, "But I think he just said the opposite. I went to the spider the day before yesterday. I went to the professor in Weixiang, and he warned me not to mess around."

Chapter 161 Revenge [[-]]

"Does your mother know? She will definitely hate me." Chris sighed.

"She already knows. However, she may not hate you. She wrote to your mother yesterday morning. In the afternoon, the Marquess of White visited Malfoy Manor, and I overheard their conversation." His smile suddenly changed It was very meaningful, "Kerry, I want to know why the Marquis White said that with Chris around, I will never be harmed by the mysterious person."

Christo looked stunned, "Tracey said that?"

Draco rubbed his chin, "Yes, Keli. You have to protect yourself, otherwise, even my safety will not be guaranteed."

"But, I don't know anything."

Christo knew nothing about it, and Tracy's words troubled her very much. Of course she hoped that she could protect everyone, but what should she do?She sent a message to Tracy, but the reply she got was to let her think for herself.

Kristo put aside the matter of revenge for the time being, and concentrated on research.She had learned from Mr. McMillan that the reason why Harry escaped was probably because Mrs. Potter cast an ancient magic about love.Anyway, her daily task is to try to solve the sequelae of Voldemort's Horcrux production. Even if she spends all day in the library, no one will disturb her.

Her research has not yet come to fruition, and August is almost on the verge of seeing the tail.At the morning meeting, Voldemort seemed to be inclined to rescue the Death Eaters in Azkaban. He summoned Trish who was away, and set the time for the first day of school a day later, because the Ministry of Magic would inevitably send a large number of The Aurors have kept the students safe.

As soon as Gildero came back, the first thing he wanted to do was to have a good chat with Christo.But he couldn't find anyone, Christo always disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye.Several times, he caught her, but she would rather meet Nagini's eyes than pay him much attention.

It doesn't matter, he has plenty of time. In Voldemort's eyes, he is Tracy's accessory. As long as Tracy doesn't betray him, he has no use value.One day after lunch, he met Christophe again in the small garden.She wore a large round-brimmed straw hat that almost covered her entire face, and she wore ordinary wizard robes.

"Are you going out?" he asked.

Christo raised her head, with some pleading eyes, "Will you talk about it when I come back, today, I must finish the matter."

Just as Lockhart was about to ask her something, she had already left quickly.

Christo was going to see Ernie. Three days ago, she asked Draco to help her contact her brother.Her letters have been monitored all the time, and she can only use the double-sided mirror, or throw the trouble to Tracy to solve it.But this time, Tracy would not agree with her, let alone help her.

She Apparated to the appointed spot, Draco's hair color was so striking, she went straight to find their seats.

Ernie was wearing a hood, and his blond hair was completely hidden. When he saw her coming, he stood up in surprise. He lowered his voice, and there was endless reproach in his tone, "Why are you here?" He put Draco's eyes turned to Draco, apparently Draco didn't tell him this.

Christo glanced around, "We need to book a small room." Her eyes fell on Draco, and she looked at him with disgust. He was still dressed in his usual clothes, trying not to attract attention in the bar. It was difficult for anyone to notice, she randomly grabbed a hat from her bag and threw it to him, "Don't take it off."

She went to the bar.

"Well, on the second floor, let me see—" The boss held on his reading glasses and flipped through his old, densely written notebook.Christo waited impatiently, and her eyes fell on Draco, who was fiddling with the jazz hat.

"How?" he whispered to Ernie, pressing his hat to his forehead.This did not make Ernie's stern face relax, but attracted the attention of several witches nearby. As if he had noticed Christo's gaze, he shrugged innocently.

"Yes, go up the stairs and turn right to the penultimate room on the left in the corridor." The old man rummaged through his drawer again and found an old key.

Keri and Ernie went upstairs together.

"What's the matter?" Ernie couldn't help asking as soon as the door was closed.

"I have an idea."

Ernie frowned after hearing Christo's explanation of the purpose of coming, and Christo felt that his brows could pinch a mosquito to death.

"Draco just let you mess around like that?"

"I didn't mess around, and he insisted on participating."

After a long while, Ernie opened the chair and sat down, "What should I do?"

Ernie's eyes become complicated when Christo reveals her plans.

"Either, go now, or, drink this."

Ernie looked at the potion bottle in Christo's hand, gritted his teeth, "Okay."

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Wormtail was very nervous. He hated Bella, hated Bella, and all his emotions couldn't compare to fear.

But now, he suddenly remembered those nights many years ago, when James and Sirius were high-spirited teenagers, he turned into a mouse, walked deftly to the Whomping Willow, pressed the root scar, and let young Lupine able to enter.

The werewolf, the full moon, and the Screaming Shack were perhaps the most beautiful moments of his life.

He always felt that he should be sorted into Hufflepuff, and when he gave the addresses of James and Lily, he even felt that he was not worthy of Hogwarts, even though he followed James and Sirius, Looking up at their wanton and frivolous, in the place closest to the sun, stained with their dazzling light, he still feels extremely humble.

For a long time, he would rather run like a mouse in the dark sewer than stand under the bright light as a human.Until now, occasionally, he just wants to keep the posture of a mouse and lie silently in the corner.

Being a mouse doesn't have to contemplate a human life.

He thought of going to Azkaban again, and acting with Christo who had turned into a canary.Gray and gold, that girl was braver than him.There he killed for the first time, like a fool, killing Bella's husband recklessly.Christo gave him a euphoria, and he finally understood why the Sorting Hat wanted her to go to Slytherin.How terrifying, when a Slytherin has courage, or a Gryffindor has strategy.He watched the dementors punish those Death Eaters from a distance, lifted the hood, and kissed death, he felt his heart beating violently, an unprecedented excitement.

He really belongs to the dark.

Bella reprimanded the newly appointed Death Eaters from a distance, and Wormtail walked over quietly, "Madam, I have something to report to you."

Bella lowered her eyes and looked at him, "You?" There was a deep contemptuous smile in her voice.

Wormtail hung his head timidly, "You should know that I am the only value to Master."

"Say."

Wormtail glanced at the Death Eaters who were trembling like him, and remained silent.

Bella gave a look, and the Death Eaters quickly dispersed.She narrowed her eyes slightly, "You'd better not try to play tricks on me."

Wormtail said respectfully: "Dear Mrs. Lestrange, last night, I saw McMillan sending a message to her brother, asking him to meet at the Beatles bar..."

"Impossible!" Bella said firmly, "All news channels are monitored."

Wormtail buried his head even lower. "You know the double-sided mirror? I can't get it from her."

Bella's pupils constricted, "Oh, damn Sirius!" She showed a weird smile, "Where is she now?"

"It's not here anymore, I've looked everywhere."

"Look into my eyes, Wormtail." She yelled excitedly, grabbing him by the collar.

Wormtail lifted his head, his bean-like eyes blinking nervously.

Bella burst out laughing suddenly, "Good! Good! Good!" She threw Wormtail to the ground, and just as she took two steps, she suddenly turned her head, with a ghastly expression, "Why tell me, not Master."

Wormtail licked his lips, hesitant to speak.

Bella raised her eyebrows, a sign of anger.

"Master has been deceived by her." Wormtail finally couldn't bear her coercion, and stammered, "Even if I tell him, he will only think that McMillan is for..."

Bella left like a gust of wind.She Apparated to the Beatles Bar.The old boss couldn't resist her Imperius Curse at all, and she easily learned the room where the McMillan brothers and sisters were.She was outside the door, and the three protective spells couldn't stop her at all. She pricked up her ears to listen, and the voices of the McMillan brothers and sisters who tried their best to suppress them were still clearly audible.

She pushed open the door with a smirk on her face, "Long time no see, the little ones of the McMillan family."

Crystal and Ernie stood up immediately, watching her warily.

"Are you so eager to meet your dad?" She stepped forward, step by step, creaking the already old floorboards, and looked at Ernie, "Why, St. Mungo's one Yue hasn't taught you a lesson yet?"

Christo's hand holding the wand had sharp knuckles, almost breaking through the transparent skin. It turned out that Ernie's injury was also thanks to her.

"Why, don't talk? Miss McMillan, you are really disappointing. Tell me, if I kill you now, what kind of reward will the master give me?" Her wand pointed to Christo, "I thought wrong I'm afraid he will blame me and deal with you, a traitor, on your behalf. Haha, I don't care, I've wanted to kill myself for a long time..."

At this time, the sound of someone going upstairs came from outside the door.