good man story

When Bella woke up, it was daytime, not dark, the light in the room was bright, but the windows were closed, the door was closed, and the magic power was also closed.But the body is not restrained, at least not chained, not tied with a rope.

Extreme space is just a control spell. It is not easy for Bella to try her best to make this spell kill people, but it is normal to kill nine people in one breath and be backlashed by magic power. Fortunately, a lot of time has passed, and that little The magic power of the riot has settled down quite a bit, it's not too painful, it's just a little uncomfortable, and the magic power is sealed, which speeds up the healing of the backlash.And it doesn't affect her movements anymore.Getting up from the cold bed, she tried to push the window open with physical strength, or smash the glass, but unfortunately the glass here was imprisoned by magic, and it couldn't be broken by human power.

She is stuck.in a strange place.I don't know if Sylvia knows about this. From Voldemort's point of view, Voldemort wants to take revenge on Sylvia. All Bella can think of is that Voldemort will use her to make some deals. I don't know if Sylvia will call her stupid. He was caught as soon as he came back.

Damn, this time I stumbled.

Bella thought very rudely in her heart.

Just as she was thinking about it, the door opened, and Victoria, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time, came in first. If it weren’t for the red hair of the other party, she would not have recognized that the haggard woman in front of her was the former Victoria. Speaking of which, she left At that time, this person was still arrogant, and it seemed that life was not very easy.The other party didn't speak, but stood on one side, and then it was Voldemort who came in.

He was still smiling, a very different look from the unhappy Victoria.

"According to the time, you are also awake. As expected, Miss, are you satisfied with this place?"

"If it's in captivity, then the conditions here are pretty good." Bella said flatly, with a little sarcasm, but there was still some after all. In fact, she was a little angry and anxious, but the fact She has been imprisoned, that's all she can say before she has no ability to escape.

Voldemort didn't know what she was thinking, just watched the other party's reaction, and then he had to admit that the legendary young lady should not be underestimated, and it was indeed worthwhile for Black to protect the young lady so tightly.

"Hehe, I've always admired Black, but it's a pity that the Black family doesn't seem to buy my face very much. I finally invited a member of the Black family. I really want to know what the Black family thinks."

Voldemort said unimportant words, without much condescending meaning, he is now extremely gentle, as if he has exhausted all his viciousness and turned into a gentle man.Of course this is impossible, Bella knows Voldemort, so she will not be confused by this appearance.Merlin, why did I admire him so much in my previous life?She really wanted to slap herself.

"Sir, you have arrested the wrong person. I have been away from England for six years. I really don't know what happened to the Black family." No matter what the reason, none of Black turned to Voldemort, and he was grateful for all she could be grateful for. Let the Black family be wiped out. They used to be reluctant to part with their younger siblings, but now they are even reluctant to part with Signus.

"Don't worry, I won't arrest the wrong person. I can tell you that I specially sent someone to wait for you to come back, and I will pick you up before Director Potter." He said, and then thought of dying for it His subordinates, and the report they sent, "You can escape very well, and you were almost fooled by you."

"It's amazing." Bella said, and then added, "As for what Director Potter thinks, there hasn't been a single letter between me and her in six years, do you believe it?"

"I thank you more for this, so even Director Potter doesn't know when you returned to the UK."

"..."

I should have told her earlier.thought Bella.

Voldemort looked at the other party with a frown and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I still remember the first time I saw Sylvia. At that time, she was just a child. You may not remember what she said."

Bella remembered what Sylvia said back then, and she would never forget it for the rest of her life. Taking her away from Voldemort so forcefully and keeping her away from this person for the rest of her life was a turning point in her life.

"Sorry, I don't have a good memory, I didn't remember it," Bella said, refusing to admit it.Voldemort didn't care about her lie, probably felt that the small talk was enough, or thought of something else, but sighed instead.

Bella couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and she didn't know what deal he was going to make with Sylvia, and seeing Voldemort like this made her a little uncomfortable. In her impression, Voldemort was cold and irritable. Voldemort, she felt a little out of style.

"As long as she remembers, Sylvia never said it, but I know that the most important thing to her must be you."

"...She is a very career-minded person, and I don't think she will compromise anything because of me."

"Hehe, I know." It was very light, and in an instant, Bella was controlled by Voldemort, she couldn't move a bit, she could only stay there stiffly, but she could hear Voldemort's voice.

"I hope you survive." Voldemort said, and Bella didn't understand why the magic power sealed up in her body was circulating again after this sentence.

Voldemort opened the seal for her?

But she still couldn't break free from Voldemort's magical control.

The transparent liquid does not appear to be dangerous in the needle tube.Voldemort himself took this out of the box Victoria was holding, and then he walked towards Bella step by step, looking at her with an almost gentle expression, he even helped Bella's stiff body to let her lie down, and then whispered Whisper, speak in the same tone as if you were a lover.

"I really hope you survive, you are my only hope."

The sharp needle pierced the blood, and the potion was slowly pushed in. The moment the cold liquid touched the blood, Bella felt the pain that almost made her want to die.Every trace of magic power in the body began to stir, the blood that was almost instantly cooled, the magic power that turned from restlessness to riot, like a knife cutting every inch of flesh and bones inside the body, the pain, the pain made her lose Rational, under the invasion of this severe pain, Bella heard an ethereal voice that seemed to come from a distant place.

"...I have obtained this medicine for a long time, and I have been reluctant to use it. Now I give it to you, Miss, I really hope you can survive. In this way, I will definitely win this last round..."

After he finished speaking softly, he straightened his body and released Bella's restraint. The harsh voice and rolling body frightened the watching Death Eaters, but Voldemort still had a smiling face.He walked up to Victoria, and there were six syringes of different colors in the brocade box.Under the gorgeous colors, each one exudes an ominous atmosphere.

"It's eleven o'clock, let's inject the second one at this time tomorrow." Voldemort said flatly, and walked out slowly, Victoria followed behind him without saying a word.Carlo looked at the open door stupidly, and then asked, "Master, do you still lock the door?"

Even before the footsteps stopped, the voice had already come.

"Close it, no need, if you can survive, you won't have the strength to go out."

Fortunately, Antoning didn't use it when he got it, otherwise he would lose even the final counterattack.

"Teacher, there is news from Rodolphus that the leader of the giants refuses to cooperate."

"Well, call me back."

"Yes."

……

Harry had detected large-scale abnormal magic fluctuations, which had appeared in several places in England, but when he arrived, there was nothing but clean magic traces that were about to disperse.There were traces of fighting in the dilapidated building. He tried to reproduce the scene, but he didn't have the most important magic medium.

"Captain, what the other party did was very secretive, not like a Death Eater." Remus said seriously, he is a werewolf with a sense of smell that is beyond ordinary people, even if he didn't realize it, it was really a secret.Harry frowned, squeezed his forehead and said, "It's them." He said very firmly, and then Harry pointed to the half-destroyed wooden box that was missing a quarter of the scratches, "Barty is used to leaving A Dark Mark, if Voldemort refuses to keep it, he can only stay on it."

But why bother to run all over England?Not only here, but also in several places, there were such traces, but only here were there traces of battle.

Turning over almost every corner, Harry found nothing, and waved his hand irritably to order the team to close.Why is there always a sense of foreboding?But what really happened?After thinking about it for a long time, Harry told Sylvia about it.Sylvia put down the things in his hands and asked in surprise, "Voldemort can't hold back so early?"

"I don't know. It stands to reason that I should hide for a while."

"It's too urgent." Eugenina handed over the documents handed in today to Sylvia, and the latter picked it up to take a look. There was no major problem, and she was basically on the right track. Apart from catching Voldemort, she also had Nothing really, the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot work pretty well together.

"No, I still have to deal with this matter. I'll see if I can start from other places."

Harry had his own intelligence network, so when there was no need to torture Voldemort, Sylvia assured Harry to perform the duties of an Auror. The main task of Greck and the others was to deal with Voldemort, and of course Harry would also participate. Not enough times, after all, there are still some people who can't face Voldemort head-on, simply speaking, it's training.

"What? Want to use your own intelligence network?"

"Well, it's really useful."

It's very powerful, and you can know any trouble, just like Harry knew that Rodolphus Lestrange's father died in the last battle, and he seemed to be released by Voldemort earlier than Sylvia. I heard from Harry that Voldemort sent him alone to win over the giant.

"Okay, tell your intelligence network about it, it's not impossible for a very powerful talent to be recruited into the bureau if the conditions are right."

"Hey, Voldemort won't come if he's not dead." Harry said and walked outside, it's best to have nothing to do, but why this time feels the same as the Halloween eve of the student days in his previous life.

……

When Evan was called up, he was still in a state of drunkenness.But after pouring a basin of cold water on his body, he also woke up, but his head hurt like hell.Harry poured him the antidote in a forceful gesture, then shook his head and said.

"Wake up quickly, check for me if Barty Crouch has been moving these days, and I'll drink with you until you die! Brother, wake up!"

Roaring in his ears, Evan eased his hangover headache and said in a daze, "You let me wake up."

"No, this is very strange. I have an ominous premonition. Help me see what Voldemort is up to and why he started to do things without leaving any traces!"

"Tsk, why are you such a waste, you can't find anything about Voldemort!" His face was full of impatience.

"I've checked it three times, and all the traces have been eliminated, otherwise I won't look for you, please, I'll hangover with you when it's over!"

"Two nights?"

"Okay, okay, a week is fine!"

Evan let out a breath, bent down and took out a piece of old parchment from under the bed, slowly opened it and then a map of London, and said lazily, "Where is it?"

"North York, Nottingham have traces, the nearest is Luton."

As soon as Evan heard this, he immediately looked up at Harry, his eyes were clear and he didn't feel drunk, "Where's the time?"

"Four days ago."

"It's been too long. It will take at least a week to find out. Are you in a hurry?"

"Very urgent!" Harry's expression at this time was really rare.Evan paid attention and threw the parchment back again, but he finally got up from the bed and said while getting dressed.

"Then I'll go there now, and it will take three or four days if it's quick, I'll try my best." It's nothing more than a matter of wearing a vest and pants. Evan moved very quickly. Harry was a little nervous, and stopped Evan who was about to wash his face. , said solemnly.

"Evan, it seems serious this time."

Saying similar words twice, unlike Harry, Evan frowned, without washing his face, and nodded, "I'll go over immediately, and I'll tell you as soon as I find the clue." After speaking, the wand under the bed flew into his hand , and then in the blink of an eye, Evan had disappeared in place.Harry frowned, still unable to let go of his hanging heart.

……

pain.

This is a similar feeling, one is sharp and the other is heavy, and when sharp and heavy are combined, it is indescribable.If you have to use words to express it.Is life better than death?But this is not entirely correct, life is better than death, maybe there is still a slight possibility to give up life and seek death.on one's last legs?This is even more incorrect, at least lingering can still breathe.

Bella also breathes, she doesn't know if the lingering panting will bring sharp pain even when breathing, but the moment when she clearly feels the cold air pouring into her lungs, she is overwhelmed by this tiny touch. The magic power that has surged many times surged again.Those no longer docile magics bred their flesh and blood with incomparable aggressive invaders.Piercing the viscera, piercing the soft flesh, piercing the blood vessels, piercing the bones.Her eyes are closed, her mouth is slightly open, her body is limp, and everything about her is quiet.

It's been three days, and two days ago she had no strength to scream, and two days ago she was oppressed by the pain and started to die.

The sound of light footsteps came, Bella couldn't hear clearly, and she didn't have the energy to think.Voldemort walked slowly, holding a syringe with dark green liquid in his hand.He walked up to Bella and watched quietly for a long time, his expressionless face made it hard to know what Voldemort was thinking.Then he bent down and put his ear on the woman's heart.

That's a long time, well over 1 minute.Victoria stood behind a little displeased, she really wished this woman was dead, but she didn't say anything now.

"Hehe." Voldemort smiled happily, and that smile came from the bottom of his heart, an absolute joy.

"Great, you're alive." He said the same thing yesterday.The day before yesterday, he also said the same thing.

Voldemort gently raised the woman's hand. The slender and white fingers were beautiful, but at the moment the hand was slightly thinner and frighteningly cold.But Voldemort didn't care about this, he flipped the opponent's hand over lightly, and then looked at the horrible blue veins on the thin wrist.There are already three needle holes there, not in the same position, they are arranged in order, very neat, bright red and dazzling, and also weird and frightening.

"This is the fourth injection. This time it will completely change your flesh and blood. I heard that the first four injections are not too painful, but it's just a bit more difficult. The last three injections are to change the magic power. Starting tomorrow, there may be some magic riots. But don't worry, your flesh and blood will completely change after today, even if the magic power really blows up the organs, your body will be repaired immediately. This kind of thing has such benefits, the stronger your magic power, The more thorough your body changes, after all, the regrown one is better than the corroded one, and the better the effect will be in the future..."

As he said, the sharp needle pierced into a blood vessel, the woman on the bed didn't react much, she probably just moved her fingers, and then thin sweat oozed from her forehead.Voldemort saw it, and smiled even more happily.

"There is still a reaction."

The dark green liquid was ruthlessly pushed into the body, and then he said.

"Good luck to you, I hope you survive, Missy."

……

Evan has done grave-digging, and a lot.He found out from the bar owner's wife, her best friend's second aunt's third niece's boyfriend's lover's uncle, that he seemed to have encountered a ghost when he was drunk at night.I also learned from an old friend of the butcher's sister's cousin's drinking buddy's eldest nephew's fourth grandfather's fourth grandfather that there are several more tombstones in the cemetery.

Evan wished he had dug up Barty Crouch, after all he had dug up four Death Eaters.Merlin, I wonder if he can save a lot of trouble by looking for that crazy sister?Thinking of this, his face showed, no, it was Mulciber, Evan's senior.Evan sighed, sat on the side and took out a cigarette from his pocket. After taking a breath, he continued to dig!

Better be Barty Crouch, or I'll curse Harry Potter!

Merlin really turned to Harry Potter, cut!

The cause of death was unknown, and the deceased was extremely terrified before death. It was not a killing curse, which was silent.Evan pulled Batty out of the ground, took a good look, and determined the cause of death.

The meridians are all shattered, cut into pieces by the magic power of the dead.

Oh, Barty Crouch and other Death Eaters suddenly realized that following Voldemort was not the right way, so they committed suicide and buried themselves.

Evan decided to answer Harry this way, and told him that he had dug fifteen graves and it was hard work, and he had to hang out with him for two weeks.

The phoenix flew out, and within a minute, Harry came over with his clothes turned upside down.Evan lit a cigarette and said, "Nine people's veins were cut, five of them were killed by the Killing Curse, and one was burned to death by Fiendfire."

"Who did it?"

"I don't know. There are two people in England who can use Fiendfyre, you, Voldemort, and Dumbledore. There are ten in the wizarding world, two in Germany, one in the United States, one in Canada, and two in Canada. In France, there's another one I don't know where."

After hearing this, Harry's face turned pale, and he even stuttered a little, "Yes, yes, could it be, is it her?"

The silence stretched infinitely until the cigarette butt burned his fingers, and Evan didn't react. He threw the cigarette butt and said quickly, "I leave this to you, and I will check it immediately. You told me that the first place to appear is where?"

"Al."

Harry was not the only one with an extremely pale face.Evan stomped his feet and pulled out his wand, "Damn it!" The body disappeared in an instant, the cigarette butt on the ground had not yet been extinguished, Harry stepped on it, and the summoned Patronus, he opened his mouth with a stern look on his face.

"Emergency contact, all staff assembled." He paused and said heavily, "Voldemort may have captured someone."

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