[Comprehensive] Local Tyrant Love Handbook

Tyrant 52

After yet another frantic spin as if thrown into a washing machine, Anthea was slammed to the floor.She groaned and rubbed the ground with her palms—it was a carpet that felt pretty good, but it felt a little dirty.

What is this place?Bellatrix, that mad woman, where is she taking her?What Sirius said on the phone just now...is it related to her?Or, is it related to Voldemort?

Just before Anthea recovered, someone approached her.

"Who is this?" Anthea's hair was pulled hard, and her scalp was so painful.Because of the pain, she could only squint when she was forced to look up at the other person.She felt a strange smell coming towards her, mixed with the strange smell of suspected blood and dust - the smell was so disgusting that she almost vomited it out.

It was a man with a shaggy beard and hair, and a mouthful of disgusting yellow teeth.He gave Anthea a terrible smile, and Anthea flinched.

"A delicate little girl, she still looks like a Muggle." The man's breath made Anthea feel uncomfortable, but she couldn't resist, "Why did you bring her back? This thin skin and tender meat must taste good .”

What he said was disgusting and it felt like he was trying to do something to her.

"She's Sirius Black's girlfriend," Bellatrix's voice came. For some reason, Anthea felt that she heard a sense of grief, but Anthea couldn't understand it. "It's all Sirius and Potter's fault, I want to..."

Before she could finish her sentence, someone interrupted her.

"Bella, this is my home. Draco just fell asleep and I don't want to wake him up," said a calm female voice. "And you, Greyback—don't stain the carpet, that's Draco's favorite."

Anthea tried to force herself to calm down and carefully analyze the information she could get.

"You—" the rude man let go of Anthea's hair.Anthea narrowed her eyes, and she saw the bearded man turn away, about to snarl at a pretty blond woman with a stern face.

"That's my sister, Greyback!" Bellatrix waved her wand dramatically.Greyback snorted and moved away from the demure blond woman.

Bellatrix said it was Sirius and James' fault, she didn't know what happened, but if she heard the grief in Bellatrix's tone correctly, it should be what happened to Voldemort.That lady was probably another cousin of Sirius, Narcissa Malfoy, and this was probably the Malfoy Manor that Sirius had mentioned.

At this time, another man appeared in Anthea's sight.She only saw his shoes.The man lifted her up, without being rude, and allowed her to sit up slowly.Finally, Anthea's jaw was raised.

"What a little beauty." The man was very young, he didn't even know if he was 20 years old, but there was a ruthlessness in his eyes that was far beyond his age. "It's a pity that she is Sirius Black's woman."

Bellatrix let out a piercing laugh.

"If she's not dead by then, she'll be yours, Crouch."

"No, she looks delicious, she should belong to me." The bearded man protested.

"It's not a full moon today, how do you eat, Greyback?" Bellatrix's voice sounded cruel and calm, "When the time comes, if Crouch gets tired of playing, you can ask him if he can let me go. you."

Anthea didn't know what she meant by "in due time".Now she has been cast with a strange spell, and she is weak and unable to move, that's why her body is controlled like that.

She was a little scared.

Sirius had told her about the Unforgivable Curse, and his cousin's favorite was the most vicious and painful Cruciatus.And according to what Bellatrix said just now, if she is still alive after that, she will either be taken home by that young Mr. Crouch and used as a prisoner, or...

Since the full moon was mentioned, she ventured to guess that Greyback was a werewolf.The better situation is to be killed by him, and the worse situation is probably to become a werewolf.

Although she named the electric shock function "cruciatus", according to Regulus, the only volunteer (?) who had experienced both, the electric shock was far less powerful than the Cruciatus Curse.

And Anthea knew that she would experience it soon.

"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"

really.Anthea closed her eyes and began to endure the severe pain.

Bellatrix's terrible voice finally sounded.Anthea closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, intending to survive like this.

A piercing pain soon overwhelmed her.She knew that she was struggling and screaming on the carpet, but no one could save her, the only thing that could save her was probably death...

After an unknown amount of time, the spell finally stopped.And Anthea didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

This is terrible, she thought.Probably better than dead.

Just when Bellatrix was about to use the Cruciatus Curse on Anthea for the second time, a man with blond hair appeared - but Anthea had no strength to open her eyes.Lucius Malfoy looked nervous and walked at a fast pace, as if he had encountered some urgent matter.

"Bella!" Anthea heard the voice of the dignified lady just now. She was talking to Bellatrix and Lucius, and the words were mixed with "Auror", "Ah Zkaban", "Dark Lord", "Wormtail", "Sirius" and the like.Probably because of hearing Sirius' name, Anthea forced herself to open her eyes slightly.

"Regulus, throw her into the dungeon. I'd like to see, Dumbledore's favorite students..."

Bellatrix led a group of Death Eaters away.

Anthea was still unable to move, but she could feel someone carefully hugging her.Leaning against the man, she looked up, and could see the short, crisp hair and the gray eyes frowning at her.

"Sirius..."

The man's arm stiffened.

"I'm not Sirius," the other whispered into her ear, "Sirius was captured by those stupid Aurors."

Anthea was not taken to the dungeon.She was quickly transferred to another person's arms.

This person's body was stiffer than that of Regulus Black who was holding her just now.There was an unpleasant smell on her body, a bit stinky, but she was unable to find fault with anything else.

"Send her to a safe place." It was Regulus' voice. "She needs treatment."

"What about you?" Anthea thought for a long time before remembering the owner of the voice.The one holding her turned out to be the Snape she hated so much.

"I... will be fine."

Snape just carried her away.Anthea wanted to go back and say something to Regulus, but she didn't even have the strength to speak. She exhausted all her strength, and finally only saw the tall and thin figure who was very similar to Sirius from the back.

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The glare of the sun woke Anthea from her deep sleep.She rubbed her eyes and found herself in what looked like a hospital.

"Thank you, Merlin, you finally woke up! It's so tragic that you were hit by the Cruciatus Curse innocently!" A woman dressed like a doctor walked into the ward, and she spoke to the man who suddenly became nervous because of her wand. Anthea smiled reassuringly, "It's okay, take it easy, I'll do a checkup for you."

Anthea accepted her recovery examination by St. Mungo's female therapist stiffly, and obtained the information she needed from the conversation with her, and also knew her situation.

Today is November 11, and she slept for almost 2 hours.

On the eve of Halloween a few days ago, Voldemort broke into the Potter's house. He wanted to kill Harry, the Potter's 1-year-old son, but died after a fight with the Potters.Although the Potters were still alive by chance, they fell into a deep coma.And Sirius Black, who betrayed the Potters, was thrown into Azkaban for allegedly killing 13 Muggles on a street and his former friend Peter Pediru.

"It's not him!" Anthea sat up uncontrollably, but found that she had a terrible headache.The therapist hurriedly helped her to lie down.

"Don't get excited, miss, I know he has a charming face, but character and face are not directly proportional..."

"Damn face and..." She almost lost control again, but her body didn't allow her to react that violently.Anthea lay on the hospital bed, closed her eyes, and planned to let herself have a good rest first.

"Excuse me, can you give me a copy of the Daily Prophet?" After a while, she felt that she had strength, and then slowly opened her eyes.

The therapist gave her a newspaper, put down two bottles of potion, told her when to drink it, and then left her alone.

James and Lily were not dead, but they had fought a life-and-death struggle with Voldemort before then - "The entrance hall of the Potter house contains a series of strange contraptions, which seem to have severely injured You-Know-Who, which may have saved Potter The lives of the couple. Yet they fell into a severe coma."

Although she was in a deep coma, Anthea knew that if she knew someone from the organization whose name was too long to remember, someone would be able to save them—she and Matilda often communicated by email, and she would definitely be able to do this a little.

Anthea read in the newspaper that Harry was fine too.I don't know why, although little Harry was hit by Voldemort's curse, he survived the catastrophe, and was completely uninjured except for a strange lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.