[HP] The Last Demon King

Bound Death Eaters chose Bellatrix.

Voldemort threw Bellatrix on the ground, then raised his hand and cast Cruciatus on Lucius.

Before Lucius could even say a word, he fell to the ground like a boneless caterpillar. His face was facing down, revealing a small side of his face that was hideous, and his wide blue-gray eyes bulged violently. It's like trying to break free from the shackles of the mucous membrane and rush out of the eye socket.

"Incompetent thing!" Voldemort's cold voice was filled with raging anger, as if a piece of ice was burning.

Bellatrix curled up aside, not daring to breathe.Eridins was equally silent.

"Months of preparation, months of hard work—" Voldemort's grim and distorted expression was not much better than that of Lucius. "You just let me go in vain, you smashed my prophecy ball so easily - ridiculously -."

Eridins didn't understand what it meant to be in the water. She glanced at Bellatrix indiscriminately. Judging from her blank expression, she didn't understand the meaning of the word either, but no one would be wise. Open your mouth and ask.

Lucius couldn't answer, nor could he justify. He seemed to be strangled by someone, and he could only utter a few extremely painful syllables intermittently from his open mouth.

The punishment lasted for more than 20 minutes. Lucius' intermittent screams disappeared at some point, and only his protruding eyeballs and constantly convulsing body showed that he was still alive.

Voldemort raised his wand, and after the anger gradually receded, only grimness remained on his face.

"Get him out," said Voldemort in disgust.

Bellatrix looked up blankly.

Only then did Voldemort realize that half of his men had been lost in the battle just now, and only Bellatrix and Eredins in this mansion could carry out this order, aware of the situation , There was another anger on his face.

"I'll go, Father." Aridins stood up.

"No, I have something to tell you." Voldemort said coldly, still angry, "Bella, you carry him down."

Bellatrix hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Lucius with his hands tied, passed his hands under his armpits, lifted his upper body, and dragged him back to the door.

"Where's your wand?" Voldemort's voice suddenly turned cold.

Bellatrix shuddered and said in a trembling voice, "Crushed by Sirius..."

"A bunch of useless things!" Voldemort was furious, and he said angrily: "My Death Eaters are such a bunch of incompetent and stupid things! Time and time again--time and time again, they shame their masters!"

"I'm sorry...Master, I'm sorry...I was careless..." Bellatrix immediately knelt down and sobbed.

"I don't want to hear your sophistry, get out!" Voldemort's wand was raised, and then pressed down again, with a look of frustration and compulsion on his face, Eridins believed that if he hadn't thought that he had lost half of his men, then he will definitely use a killing curse or a few more Cruciatus curses now.

Bellatrix immediately got up in a panic and wanted to leave from here, "Take that idiot Lucius!" Voldemort roared.

She grabbed Lucius in a panic again, regardless of whether he was on the ground or not, dragged Lucius and fled quickly.

After Bellatrix left, Voldemort sat back on his special chair on the high platform, propped his chin for a long time without speaking, and Eridins was also silent, waiting quietly for him to speak.

After a long time, Voldemort's calm voice came from the high platform: "You don't need to go back to Hogwarts."

Eridins remained silent. From the moment she chose to appear on the battlefield, she was ready to leave Hogwarts forever. Before going to the Ministry of Magic, she had arranged everything.

"Your name will soon appear on the latest wanted list of the Ministry of Magic. For safety's sake, you will live here for the time being."

"Yes, father."

"Do you regret it, Eridens?" Voldemort's voice was as soft as a whisper, "The plan has failed, our existence has been exposed, and there are less than half of the Death Eaters left-you insisted on fighting for me on the battlefield. Potency might be the wrong choice."

Aritins raised her head and looked at Voldemort intently: "You gave me my life, and I will give it to you in the end. Even if you don't have a single Death Eater left today, you won't lose. You can't possibly lose." Lose...and what I have to do is to be your strength, when you need me...use me."

Voldemort leaned back on the tall chair with no expression on his face, and looked at Eridins indifferently: "Now that the Death Eaters have suffered heavy injuries, I really need your strength. Eridens, are you willing to work for me?"

"My pleasure."

"Extend your arm," said Voldemort.

Eridings stretched out her left arm, and Voldemort raised his wand and cast a spell on her, and Eridings's arm began to ache, as if a thousand silver needles had passed through her skin in unison, almost Seconds later, the scorching pain disappeared, and Eridins didn't need to roll up her sleeves to know that there was an ugly mark underneath.

"Welcome to officially join this big family, my daughter."

Voldemort held out his hand to her. On his hand was a rough and simple ring with a heavy black stone with a crack in the middle. Usually, only Death Eaters whom Voldemort trusted so much were allowed to kiss. this ring.

Aritins walked up to Voldemort, knelt down on one knee, and kissed the unassuming ring, her long, curly hair cascading down her shoulders, covering all her expressions.

The man who can't even mention his name is back.

Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge confirmed in a short statement on Friday night that the man who must not be named is back in the country and is at it again.

"It is with great regret that I have to announce that the self-proclaimed Demon Lord - oh, you know who I mean - is alive and active among us again," Fudge said in a speech to reporters. Looking tired and distraught, "It is also a pity that we are reporting a massive rebellion among the dementors of Azkaban who have expressed their opposition to continuing to work for the Ministry. We believe these dementors are currently working for the Ministry of Magic. That devil works."

"We strongly urge the wizarding community to remain vigilant. The Ministry of Magic is publishing an initial defense guide for families and individuals, which will be distributed free of charge to all wizarding families over the next month."

The announcement of the Ministry of Magic caused turmoil and unrest in the magical society. The panicked citizens were busy looking for someone they trusted as a secret keeper to cast the loyalty spell on their houses.The streets became deserted, and even Diagon Alley, the busiest street in the British wizarding society, was deserted before sunset.

"More than that, the nurse who bought the newspaper for me told me that many shops on the street are closed, and now people are cautious even when going out during the day." Hermione stopped reading the newspaper, raised her head and said.

They are all in the intensive care unit of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, Hermione and Ginny, Luna, Ron, Neville are all there, they are all wearing hospital clothes, Luna is even in a wheelchair, and there are still people in the hospital bed. A Sirius who was ordered immobilized by the doctor, and Harry alone among all the people sitting here in his everyday clothes, unscathed, made Harry feel that he was a traitor who was trying to survive—although the traitor someone else.

"Really? The Leaky Cauldron is still open, isn't it? I want to drink some beer there." Said Sirius, who was still pale and bloodless with his right shoulder wrapped in layers of bandages.

"No!" Harry, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said loudly. When he realized that his excessive reaction had frightened others, he lowered his volume a little bluntly: "...the doctor said that you should pay attention to your diet before you leave the hospital."

The temperature in the ward dropped embarrassingly, and no one spoke for a while. After a while, Sirius still spoke: "Harry, you are too nervous."

"I'm just worried about your body." Harry stared at Sirius' shoulder, which was obviously shorter, as if a stone brick had been placed on his heart, and he felt like he was starting to be out of breath again.These days, every time he saw Sirius' empty right shoulder, he felt that he was put in a place with little oxygen, no matter how hard he tried to breathe, he couldn't breathe.

There was a knock on the door, and the nurse came in. She seemed to have sensed the delicate atmosphere in the ward, but she immediately smiled and said softly, "Miss Granger, it's time for your examination."

"Ron and I are going back too. Mom will be sad again when she comes back and sees that we are not in the ward." Ginny said, and Ron immediately groaned suspiciously. Harry saw Ginny hit Ron with an elbow. , "Oh... yes, that's right, we're going back too." Ron recalled and said.

"Then I'll go back too..." Neville said after looking at everyone's faces.

Everyone's eyes focused on Luna, and Luna showed a puzzled look: "What do you see me doing?"

Ginny walked over, pushed her wheelchair and walked out: "Come to my ward, I have a question and I want to ask you."

"what is the problem?"

"Um... some questions about... yes, the Snork."

"Oh, I know a lot, you have found the right person!" Luna was happily pushed out of the ward by her, and Hermione and the others hurriedly left behind.

Hermione graciously closed the door for Sirius and Harry when they left.

After everyone left, Sirius said, "Harry, I know you're guilty, but it's not your fault."

"No, this is my fault." Harry lowered his head, looked at the corner of the quilt on Sirius' hospital bed, and said stubbornly. "I caused you to lose your arm."

"You just did what any of us would do." Sirius said calmly: "If I were you, I would go to the Ministry of Magic to save you - even more impulsive than you, and I wouldn't even think of it." Get Snape to report to us."

"But your arms won't grow any longer." Harry's voice choked up, and the blue and white striped sheets in his vision became a little blurred, "If I had learned Occlumency from Snape...if I hadn't believed Selwyn..."

"You know, it wasn't your fault, Harry," said Sirius. "We were all tricked by her."

Harry had already heard about the cause and effect from other members of the Order of the Phoenix. The reason why the members of the Order of the Phoenix arrived at the Ministry of Magic in such a timely manner was not because Snape had reported the letter in time, but because Eridins' owl was brought to them first. got the news.

"That cunning guy, he already planned to catch us all!" Sirius said viciously.

Harry hesitated, but didn't agree.He didn't think Eridins had designed so much for such a direct and simple purpose.His heart was filled with an unpredictable sense of crisis.

"Are you still used to living in the old house?" Sirius asked.

Harry lived in Black's old house at the beginning of the summer vacation, and Dumbledore wrote a letter to Dursley, explaining that Harry would live outside for the first week of the summer vacation, and he would not go home until Sirius was discharged from the hospital.Dursley didn't reply to the letter, but that meant tacit consent, and Harry could imagine how happy Uncle Vernon was when he received the letter—he wished he would never go back, and so did Harry.

Harry rubbed his eyes, feeling the back of his hands became wet, "I'm fine, Mrs Weasley brought Ron to stay with me in the old house..." Suddenly, Harry remembered something, his face He showed a hesitant expression on his face, "By the way, you have been in St. Mungo's all along, maybe you don't know..."

"what?"

"Your mother... Mrs. Black in the portrait is missing."

"Missing? What do you mean?" Sirius frowned, looking confused.

"At first we thought she had gone into other frames, but we've searched all the frames in the house ... she's gone, gone, just a blank frame."

Sirius maintained his frown and did not speak.

"Also..." Harry paused for a moment, then continued, "Kreacher was cast with Forget Nothing."

"What?!" Sirius' body moved violently, as if he wanted to sit up, but immediately, he grinned in pain and lay obediently.

"Dumbledore wanted to know how Kreacher got in touch with the outside world, and who was behind him, but Kreacher insisted that he didn't know anything, saying that Dumbledore... slandered him."

"I shouldn't have kept him in the first place! If I had known he would put you in danger, I should have killed him in the first place!" Sirius interjected through gritted teeth.

"So Dumbledore used Dementor to investigate him... It turns out that he really doesn't remember anything, and the most critical memories have been erased." Harry said.

"What's there to think about? Who else can he serve? Besides my two cousins, who else can make him lower his noble head?" Sirius sneered and mocked. "It's superfluous—did they think that by erasing a house-elf's memory, I wouldn't be able to guess who was behind it?"

Harry didn't speak, he couldn't figure out the meaning behind these two things, but he had an intuition that things would not be so simple, the disappearing Mrs Black, the house elf whose memory was erased - these two things just collided by chance , or does it contain a deeper connection?

If the person in the dark erased Kreacher's memory to hide something, what does Mrs. Black's disappearance mean?

Before Voldemort was exposed in front of the world, what Harry hoped most was to prove his innocence and wake up Fudge to let him face up to the fact that Voldemort had returned to the world. He had naively thought that as long as the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore joined forces, even Even Voldemort is not invincible.

Now that the Ministry of Magic has told the world the truth about Voldemort, and he is no longer the "boy full of lies", Harry doesn't feel a little relieved.

The thin haze that once shrouded his world dissipated, but what was revealed was not the truth or the sunrise, but endless conspiracies, and a black fog that could not be seen.