Hades

Pluto didn't know about this matter, and he didn't know what Bella and the sisters said. To be precise, Pluto now encountered a very difficult problem.She was sitting in the old attic, sitting there lazily and elegantly in a black robe, with her fingers crossed, silently watching everything in front of her.There was a person kneeling in front of her. Under the black robe was Edward, who could never be seen clearly, and the person standing in front of her was McKinnon, whom she had only met in that bright Phoenix Society meeting a few days ago. .At this moment, he is holding a magic wand to himself, to his comrades-in-arms, to be exact, it used to be.After all, it was Pluto who fought back the death curse for this man.And in the surrounding area, in this cramped attic, there are experimental specimens one after another. The head of the blood prince has been made into a well-preserved specimen, there are werewolves, and there are monsters who say what they are.Its head was still the same, a half-open brain, writhing its brains disgustingly, but no surprise, it was dead.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. This subordinate is not doing well." Edward begged, but Pluto didn't say a word, making it impossible to see her anger.But at this moment McKinnon's hand holding the wand began to tremble.

"Ming, Pluto, what are you doing?!"

"Edward, it's the first time you've made a mistake." Hades spoke, but not to McKinnon.Edward listened, trembling abnormally under the black robe, his head lowered even lower, almost prostrate on the ground, the voice came out with absolute fear.

"Your Highness, this subordinate is reckless. This subordinate underestimated the strength of this person. I implore Your Highness to give this subordinate another chance." After answering truthfully, Pluto closed his eyes.Then she began to speak, as if to herself, and as if to both of them.

"I have debuted for so many years, and it is not a time when I have not missed. The only time I missed it left me with this scar. At that time, I knew clearly that the grass will not be cut down, and the spring will regenerate. Edward, you follow me I have been by my side for eight years, too."

"Yes." Beads of sweat began to ooze from the face under the black robe. Eight years, the person I met eight years ago was still a child, a 12-year-old child. He looked at this person, no, at Pluto He grew up step by step, from the Red Flame Emperor to Hades, from a squib to a king.Edward knew the methods of Pluto better than anyone else.

"The time is not short." Pluto said so, and then he seemed to be a little emotional in it, "I saw you make a mistake for the first time." She repeated it again, and then stopped saying such words, even her eyes Before even opening it, he opened his mouth with absolute coldness, "McKinnon, it's not that I want to kill you, but you make me have to kill you. You know too much."

"You, you belong to the mysterious person?!" The astonishment and shock only aroused Pluto's disdain.

"Voldemort? How capable is Voldemort to control me? Edward, I don't want to see such a mistake a second time." Pluto lazily stood up from the soft chair, that is, the moment he stood up, The green light came out quietly, and then it was submerged into the black robe firmly.McKinnon didn't understand until his death why the person in front of him was not afraid of the Unforgivable Curse that everyone feared.

Dead people are commonplace in this dark age.It's just that even Albus couldn't understand why his old nemesis would go to such lengths to kill someone who did him no harm at all.

Marlene MacKinnon, Auror of the Ministry of Magic.Well it's not completely harmless, he's an Auror after all, and an Auror with a good track record.It's just the Dark Mark floating on the McKinnon family. No matter from which angle, at this moment, Voldemort will not be so targeted and just kill the family.Even little Marlene McKinnon, who had just passed her tenth birthday, did not let go.

"Why?" Albus asked at the Order meeting.He really wanted to know why, and he knew Tom very well, and he would never have done it before he was full-fledged.Obviously, so far, he hasn't had to kill such a person with a particularly strong presence.

With the passing of comrades in arms, the meeting became a bit dull, and many women in the club had red eye circles.Pity, for the child who just passed his tenth birthday and was looking forward to waiting for the acceptance letter to arrive, and Mrs. McKinnon who just became a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"The mysterious man has no conscience, so why not ask why!" Alastor said, McKinnon is his old partner, and no one is more sad than him.

Albus silently looked at the members who were a little depressed, and then asked a very sharp question.

"Ma Lin's strength, I think all of us can see it, who did it?"

"You mean the mysterious man?" Minerva woke up and asked, and then the former shook her head. "I know him. At such a time, he would never act rashly." The moment he finished speaking, everyone All eyes fell on Pluto.That's right, Pluto.

Among the Death Eaters, there are only two strongest Death Eaters, one is Dolohov and the other is Bellatrix. In a battle not long ago, Dolohov's dead scum If there are none left, then there is only one person who can kill McKinnon.The woman Pluto is courting.

Bellatrix Lestrange.

No matter how many eyes are focused on him, Pluto will still be like this.She still had her eyes closed, and sat there with her arms crossed and her face cold, as cold as a sculpture.No matter who is at this juncture, it is a bit urgent, not to mention the irritable and disfigured Magic Eye Moody because of the death of his comrade.

"Is it that damned woman! No one knows better about Pluto than you!"

Indeed, no one knows this matter better than Pluto.

"No, she has no ability." Pluto said calmly.Then he opened his eyes, and the silver one looked at the magic eye with an absolutely oppressive aura, and pointed out a problem calmly and abnormally.

"McKinnon is with his wife, protective spell."

Protection spell!

Indeed, every Auror never forgets to place a powerful protective spell on his home.And every wizard will not easily tell others where he is hiding.If it hadn't been planned for a long time, no one would find a wizard's residence easily.This is common sense.

Really Tom?

Albus' eyes grew deeper.

Who killed McKinnon?In fact, there is one person who wants to know more than Albus Dumbledore.The person on the ornate jeweled throne played with the wand in thought.Below is the kneeling Death Eater.There is only one person who can kill McKinnon so thoroughly.

Bellatrix Lestrange.

There will be no one else but her.Maybe there will be in the past, but his once capable men were chopped into a puddle of mud by the Pluto who appeared out of thin air a few weeks ago.

Pluto, Pluto.

As long as the name is remembered, Voldemort will inadvertently be distracted.What exactly does she want, what exactly does she want, and why does this person who absolutely does not conform to his old enemy's aesthetics no matter in terms of breath or means, work for his old enemy.What is her background, what benefits does she want to get, and what does she want to be?

"If I remember correctly, I don't seem to have sent any combat missions." Voldemort said it to himself, and also to his subordinates, to be precise, to the woman kneeling at the head.

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"Actually, I'm sending Marlene on a confidential mission." It was Albus's words to stop the whispering voice.Then everyone in the room stopped talking.Everyone's eyes were on Albus, except Hades, of course.No matter what Albus said, those shining eyes rarely opened above the Order.

"what?"

Someone questioned, and Albus gave the answer.

"This matter is not too important compared to the mysterious man, so I haven't had time to tell you, but now this matter has to be brought to my attention. Not long ago, a large number of werewolves and unicorns were killed When it comes to hunting, perhaps these are not the main points, I am sorry to ignore their lives, but one thing I cannot ignore, even a large number of blood races have been hunted and killed."

No one would provoke a blood race.Even a wizard.As one of the three dark races.

Wizards, werewolves, vampires.

"What did the mysterious person do?" someone said.

"He will not kill a race that is beneficial to him, the werewolves." Albus retorted, "Maybe I was wrong, but he will definitely not do anything to Prince Bartrosa."

Bartrosa.A vampire who has lived for nearly a thousand years is something that any adult in the wizarding world knows.Maybe some ignorant people would provoke a blood race, but no sensible person would provoke a prince.

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"Bartrosa is dead, not even a body. I don't think that stupid big man with no brains will stand in the sun and burn himself to death. I don't think Arugal will be bumped under Dumbledore's nose." With Voldemort saying this, things have strayed a bit from where McKinnon was at the beginning.

Is it really Dumbledore?

Is it really Tom?

They thought of it together.

What is that old bastard Dumbledore up to?Make trouble for yourself?

What the hell is Tom trying to do?Digging your own grave?

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"I still don't think the mysterious man did it, he's a smart man." Albus said so, and then there was the sound of a wooden chair rubbing against the floor.

"I don't think Dumbledore would make such a big move in this kind of thing, he's an old fox." Voldemort said, looking at the Death Eaters who were kneeling at the bottom.

"Pluto, what do you think?" Albus asked, Pluto didn't even open his eyes, he spoke calmly and indifferently, with a bit of alienation in it.

"I only care about killing people."

"I thought you were a member of the Order of the Phoenix, it was important to us."

"Not interested in."

"Pluto, when confronted with vampires or werewolves, how sure are you that you can kill them?" Albus asked directly.Hades opened his eyes this time, and a pair of silver-gray eyes looked directly at Albus, which even made him a little stressed inside.Then soon came a clear and cold voice.

"This seat has never lost."

McKinnon's affair was ultimately over.The meeting was held very early, but it was very late when Pluto returned to the hut.It was dark, and in the height of summer, it was late.

Bella hadn't slept yet at that time, so she stood by the door and watched her little kid turn over and get off the Thestral and walk towards her step by step.The Dark Lord's new order had her worried, worried to the point of uncertainty.She knows the strength of her little monster is comparable to the sky, and the strength is inexplicable.He was obviously a small squib, but he was an expert who could kill the Dark Lord.But no matter how powerful that expert is, he is still a human being, a wizard. What if he was replaced by something else, a werewolf, or a vampire?

"Do you hold meetings of the Order of the Phoenix so late?"

"McKinnon is dead." Pluto said dryly, without expression.Bella's mind moved, and then she asked, "Did they make things difficult for you?"

"No problem."

"I didn't kill it."

"I believe you."

Just trust me.Bella thought, and then asked, "Little kid, have you ever fought against vampires and werewolves?" This was what she wanted to ask and know the most. Go and do the tasks you get.Pluto looked at her, still expressionless, but she had already said what should be said.

"I've never lost. I'll never stand in your way, Bellatrix."

Who said that Pluto can't say love words, it is obvious that words spoken inadvertently can make people move.Bella felt happy, but also a little guilty.She didn't understand whether it was the case for all people in love, or it was because they were in different camps that they felt this heart-scratching feeling.A little proactively hugging Pluto, Bella really sighed at this moment.

"Ace, if only I wasn't a Death Eater."

Pluto was slightly stunned, this is a rare thing, she raised her arm numbly, supported the woman's back, and then said almost empty, relying on instinct, according to the plan.

"It's enough that you are Bella."

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