snake catcher

A long time ago, we introduced that the town of Nouvels is a very peaceful seaside town on Anglesey, next to it is a castle full of legends, mysteries and horrors - Heinburg.

People in the town don't remember it now, as far as they can remember, it doesn't seem to have ever existed.

Whenever people in the small town want to hunt some ducks or something in the swamp, they always suddenly think of something urgent.Never want to go anywhere again.

Gradually, that swamp became a deserted wasteland!

And in the black castle standing in the swamp, there are a group of top wizards in the magic world doing coolies.

Gellert Grindelwald: The dark wizard who once terrified the entire wizarding world has caused panic in Germany, no less than Voldemort, who is now terrifying the entire wizarding world!

The Longbottoms: Former members of the Order of the Phoenix, and once excellent Aurors!

Barty Crouch: The former Director of International Trade of the Ministry of Magic, who almost became the Minister of Magic!

Sirius Black: Former member of the Order of the Phoenix, the only person in history to escape from a wizarding prison infested with dementors!

Maybelle Dalton: A member of the Order of the Phoenix, a geek who is not known to the world!

Now these six people are gathering in the spacious kitchen of Heinburg. There are two very strong wooden boxes in front of each of them. Inside are rows of small black boxes, and in the opened boxes are rows of A row of small things five centimeters long, with a black oval in the front and a metal cylinder in the back.

Frowning, Sirius picked up one and tapped his wand, a red beam of light lit up the strange object and his pale face.

Because he had just recovered from a serious illness, his pale skin was tinged with blue, which made the people around him a little worried.

Mrs. Longbottom picked up the little thing and tapped it with a wand. Her forehead was already dripping with sweat. She wiped her forehead with a handkerchief and continued to work, but when she saw Sirius' pale face from the corner of her eyes, she felt worried Put down the wand and persuade Sirius, "Sirius, you just got better, go and rest?"

"Alice, I'm fine, I think I can do something for everyone!" Sirius smiled at Mrs. Longbottom who kindly persuaded him to rest. There was also a hint of arrogance unique to the ancient wizard family in the polite smile. .

This reminded Mrs. Longbottom of a long time ago, when she was with Crane, the Potters, Sirius, Wormtail, Moody, Dumbledore, etc., many, many members of the Order of the Phoenix.

The corners of Mrs. Longbottom's eyes were wet. She wiped them in a panic, hoping that no one would notice.

But how could her husband, who was in trouble with her, not notice his abnormality!

Mr. Longbottom put down the work he was doing and gently took his wife's hand.

Mrs. Longbottom held her husband's hand back, looked at her sideways, and smiled happily.

Slowly, the sweet and warm atmosphere between them infected the people around them.

Sirius didn't move his wand, but he could tell from his eyes that his thoughts had drifted somewhere. The things in Mr. Crouch's hands had already been dropped, and they were on the verge of falling.

The only people on the scene who were not affected were the Dark Lord and Mel.

After Mel cast a spell on the last little Dong in front of her, she put it in the box, put it in the finished wooden box, and then sealed it.

After doing this, she found that these people were still immersed in a weird atmosphere, and Mel rolled his eyes, feeling a little helpless.

This weird atmosphere started after Sirius came to the castle. When they learned that Sirius was wronged and that it was Wormtail who really murdered the Potters, Sirius received a warm welcome.

However, after the heated atmosphere, these people seem to have returned to 17 years ago. At that time, the atmosphere in the wizarding world was also fearful. People were extremely afraid, but they were not discouraged, they were fighting.

At that time, their family members and friends were still alive, and this endless flame burned in everyone's heart!

And now, they themselves are still alive, living a weird life in a weird castle, hiding in an unknown place, and working hard to defeat Voldemort again!

Recently, Mel often heard Mrs. Longbottom humming a song. The melody of the song was mellow and long, with a hint of sadness, which was very beautiful.But she hummed very softly every time, and Mel only heard a line of lyrics: "Back to the old days!"

[This is so unlucky! 】Thinking of this, Mel pulled his hair. Although there are all people who should die or should be on the verge of death, their existence is a bit weird.

But they still have missions to accomplish, they still have work to do!

"Ahem!" Mel's voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.She stood up, and with a flick of her wand, the sealed box was moved among a small pile of also finished boxes.

"Gentlemen and girls," Mel smiled with feigned elegance, "think about the wizards outside and the whole of England under Voldemort's shadow, do you want to work quickly? As for you, Sirius, you The fastest recovery is the greatest help to us. Although I have told you [-] times, and you are so stubborn that you don't listen to it, I still want to remind you that health is the greatest capital!"

The people who recovered from their past thoughts looked at each other and smiled. They loved and respected this little girl who gave them a second life, and perhaps, even—there was a trace of fear in their hearts.

However, they are all grateful to this girl from the bottom of their hearts.

Mr. Crouch smiled indulgently and went back to work.

The Longbottoms took up their wands at the same time, and began to do this not easy job.

Only Sirius, he seems to have returned to the lively and cheerful past, his handsome face returned a salute gracefully with a smile: "Okay! Ma'am! I promise I will do my best to make myself healthy as soon as possible!"

"That's good!" Mel kept a straight face, trying her best to look like a leader, but she didn't know that her bulging bun face would only make everyone want to laugh.

"May I ask?" The Dark Lord threw the completed little thing on the table, sweat was dripping on his face, and it would take him twice to complete a finished product with his magical power.

"Of course!" Mel kept moving, signaling the Dark Lord to ask questions.

"You still don't want to tell us, why do you want us to do this?" The Dark Lord had a trace of forbearance on his face, knowing that no one dared to tease him like this when he was young.

Mel glanced helplessly at the Dark Lord. When she taught the Longbottoms how to do this, she told them that this thing would be very useful for dealing with Voldemort in the future, but Mel couldn't tell them the purpose yet. Not even the Dark Lord, who had invented it at Mel's behest, knew what they were for.

Now that the Dark Lord brought up this matter again, Mel was exhausted physically and mentally. She didn't want to spend all day trying to tell a lie, but she still had a lot to do!

"Grandpa Green! When it's time to tell you, I will tell you!"

"all?"

"Er—mostly?"

Mel stuck out her tongue and looked at everyone's disapproving eyes. Finally, she surrendered and raised her hands: "Okay! I can tell you a little bit, but I can't say more!"

The person looking at her nodded slowly, and looked at Mel seriously.

Mel picked up the strange object from the table and told everyone, "This is a weapon, our weapon against Voldemort. Now it is only a half-finished product. I haven't got the other half of it. When I get it, I will Let me tell you my plan!"

The Dark Lord was a little dissatisfied, but compared to him just mechanically following Mel's orders, this was already very good, but he picked up the little thing between his thumb and forefinger, which was full of 'stunning spells' What is the thing for?

It must be Muggle stuff, the Dark Lord thought with certainty, and he decided to read the Muggle newspapers after he finished his coolie work.

Seeing that the most restless Dark Lord started to work obediently, Mel's throat was lowered slowly.

so close!

Mel didn't think he had the quality of preferring death to submission. If they pressed him too hard, Mel might reveal something!

【Actually, the Dark Lord should have guessed something himself, right? ] Mel thought uncertainly. His family has stayed in this castle for five years. Although the living conditions here are much better than Nurmengard, he cannot communicate with wizards, cannot go out, and cannot communicate with free-spirited people. Standing on the street of Diagon Alley, he was accompanied by only one house elf every day. Although the Longbottoms and Mrs. Crouch came one after another, they were more afraid of and afraid of the Dark Lord. The distrust in his heart, he only complained occasionally, and forced to ask Mel about her plan to deal with Voldemort, but because Mel didn't want to say it, and he couldn't say it, and he didn't force him, Mel's tolerance for him feel admiration.

[Soon, soon!Grandpa Green!You will be free, I swear in the name of Merlin, I will definitely give you back the empty blue sky, the free air, and the fetters of the soul! 】