Diverging through HP

Hoarse voices and screams, the sound of clothes rubbing together with the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor stimulated the eardrums, and the cheeks were chilly, as if something cold was stuck to them.Julie opened her eyes with difficulty, but they were still hazy, and could only vaguely see a few black shadows shaking.

She moved her fingers, intending to turn over, but her whole body was weak.As the footsteps got closer, someone kicked Julie and made her lie on her back.

Consciousness gradually returns: Julie realizes that she has been ambushed by a tall, lanky, muscular man in a black cloak and mask.

"It seems that our guest is awake." The hoarse voice sounded again, his voice was very low, and Julie couldn't quite hear what he was saying.

"It seems that our guests can't even sit up." The man spoke again, and Julie shook her head, looking up at the person in the first seat again.

Someone was laughing in agreement.

Julie coughed twice, grabbed the pillar of a standing desk lamp and sat up by herself. At this time, she also saw the full face of the person in the first seat:

Judging from his body shape and hearing his voice, he is a man, but he is not sure about his appearance, and he cannot even be called a human being: his eyes are red, with vertical pupils like animals, and there are only two where there should be a nose. The seam is only for breathing, and there are no lips.

"Who are you?" Julie sat on her knees, but she felt very cold in the summer of June and July. "Where is this place?"

The room was very ornately furnished, but it was very messy.

"Maybe you've heard my name, Dumbledore should have."

Julie hugged herself tightly. "Why am I here?"

Her head was a little dizzy, which Julie guessed was the aftereffect of the attack.

"Of course someone invited you, come here, Draco." He waved to the side, and Draco Malfoy walked over with his head shrunk, followed by an elderly woman, coiled hair, worried.

"Little Mr. Malfoy likes you very much." Julie stared at him with wide eyes in surprise, her mouth opened. "He asked me to let you go as long as he completes the task."

"I'm not very happy, you know. The wizarding world has been seriously polluted now. Half-bloods and hemp-bloods have entered Diagon Alley wantonly, squeezing the living space of pure-bloods." A thick snake snaked around Climbing up to his thigh, the pale hand gently stroked the big snake. "But I am very forgiving."

Julie turned to look at Draco Malfoy, hoping to get a different answer, but all she saw was Draco Malfoy, who was frowning and full of worry, curled up and lowered his head, not at all in the school The air is high and toes high.

A tear slid down, Julie opened her mouth, and it took a long time to make a sound. "So……?"

"I heard you have a good relationship with Harry Potter?"

"No, it's just because of that girl, we're both bitches." Julie subconsciously pulled herself away. "He doesn't like me."

"You're not telling the truth."

"Master, let me do it." A skinny black-haired woman screamed, "I'll make her tell the truth."

Voldemort leaned back in his chair all at once, his hand still stroking his serpent Nagini.

"Cruciate," Bellatrix Lestrange's wand yelled, madly.

Julie felt the pain, the continuous pain like once a month, even worse than that, as if a heavy object was pressed on her chest, she couldn't breathe.

Julie felt herself screaming with her mouth open and banging her head against a post hoping for relief, but it was no use.

"Honestly," said a rough man, and Bellatrix immediately withdrew the spell.

Julie shrank into a ball and shook her head: "I'm telling the truth, he doesn't like me, I'm a Slytherin, and he hates Slytherin the most."

"Slytherin only accepts students from pure-blood families." Voldemort let out a growl.

"Maybe the Sorting Hat is confused." Julie pushed back and shrank into a corner.

Bellatrix screamed too, hitting Julie with several Cruciatus Curse.

Julie fainted. Even the specially trained Longbottoms were tortured to the point of insanity by Bellatrix's Crucifix spell 16 years ago, let alone Julie, who had always been an ordinary person.

Julie woke up again in an elegantly decorated room, and the black tea on the small coffee table was still smoking white smoke.

The red sun shone on the floor through the light-colored curtains, and the ravens were singing.

Julie lifted the quilt, and the clothes on her body had been changed. It was a light yellow robe with patterns embroidered on the cuffs.

There was a lot of noise outside the door. Julie tried to open the door, but was locked without any surprise.

"Okay, please calm down now." Julie took a few deep breaths for herself. "There's food, the door is locked. He doesn't want me to die. Whatever the reason, at least I'm alive."

"What does he want? By the way...the sixth grade...then I'm the prize?" Julie bit her lower lip and took another deep breath. "It's at Malfoy Manor now that it all started?"

Julie held the steaming teacup in her hand and closed her eyes, which felt a little swollen.

There was a knock at the door, as if someone was about to open it, but it didn't help.People outside began to knock on the door, followed by Draco Malfoy's voice.

"Julie, Julie..."

Julie rushed forward and slammed on the door. "Draco Malfoy, what's the matter with you?"

"I'll prove it to you. I'm definitely no worse than Harry Potter. I can do what he can."

"You let me go." Julie kicked the door. "Call your mother and let her open the door."

"He doesn't agree." Draco Malfoy gasped. "You can rest assured that nothing will happen, but you were stunned, which made him very upset."

Julie kicked the door again.

"I should go. He doesn't want anyone to visit you. I sneaked here during the meal time."

Then there was no sound outside the door.

Julie threw herself on the big soft bed, trying to suffocate herself with the pillow.

Draco Malfoy never came again for the next few days, and Voldemort seemed to have forgotten Julie as a person, except for the food that appeared on the coffee table on time every day.

After an unknown amount of time passed, there was arguing outside the door, a man and a woman, both trying to lower their voices.

Julie hurried forward to listen to the door, and this time was driving her crazy.To entertain her, she tore down the four-poster bed, dug holes, and pried doors and windows, but no one approached, as if the whole manor had forgotten that there was such a number one.

Being imprisoned here, Julie doesn't know what will happen outside?What should I do if my parents can't reach her when they call?If she can't go to school, will the professors in the school find out that she is still just doing business.

"Draco Malfoy, is that you?" Julie called, knocking on the door.

"Shh, keep your voice down." The person outside the door also patted on the door. "Mom, they've all gone out, you just go ahead and open the door."

"No, a spell has been cast here, and they will find out."

"Mother……"

"You should have discussed with me first..."

"Oh, mom, stop talking, you have said it many times this summer vacation."

"Draco Malfoy, go ask him to let me help you, just say I said it." Julie kicked the door.