Inside the underground tunnels, Rabastan Lestrange opened the stone door where the Muggles were kept, and all kinds of shouts, wails and moans instantly poured into the ears of the Muggles who had just entered, and the smell of rusty blood and the stench of decay made their legs tremble.

The dark, hellish scene in front of them made the new Muggles realize their fate.

Stuffing the Muggles into the cage, Gilderoy Lockhart quietly made a gesture as he passed by Nancy, unable to control his expression, and raised his eyebrows triumphantly, Nancy's eyes flashed slightly, holding his daughter and quietly watching all this.

"I'll hand over the mission, and you go to Rudolphus to hand it over. Rabastan gave Lockhart a command, and disbanded his men on the spot. Although he did a good job this time to catch some people back, it was better for this liar to take care of such a trivial thing as Muggles.

"Yes, Lord Lestrange. Lockhart suppressed his excitement, watched as Rabastan and the others departed respectfully, and immediately went to Rudolphus Lestrange to collect Muggle food, and he was eager to show the gains of his trip to Nancy's mother and daughter.

After completing the task of distributing food to all the Muggles, Lockhart turned his head left and right to look at the few Death Eaters who were still here, and made sure that no one noticed him, before he hurried to the cage where Nancy and the others were, he had moved Nancy and their positions to a relatively distant place from the cave before going out to capture Muggles, and used other Muggle cages as shelter - those Death Eaters who liked to torture Muggles were reluctant to go deep into this Muggle prison, and the closer they were to the cave entrance, the more likely they were to be tortured.

Lockhart appeared triumphantly in front of Nancy and the little girl, who jumped out of her mother's arms excitedly, put her hands on the railing, and smiled sweetly at Gildero: "Gildero, I miss you so much." ”

"I, Gilderoy Lockhart, am back~" Lockhart winked at the little girl, revealing his trademark smile. He passed the food he had left for the mother and daughter through the railing.

The little girl gave the food to her mother, then picked up a piece of bread and swallowed it in large gulps. The dry bread choked on her, and Nancy hurriedly brought her daughter the water that Lockhart had just handed in, and just as the little girl took it, Gildero's eyes flashed to see the blistered skin on the back of her hand.

Lockhart whispered to Nancy, "What's going on, they're running into this?"

The little girl's mouth was full of food, her big eyes moistened at once, and she whimpered a few times with bread in her mouth.

Nancy touched her daughter's soft hair with pity, "No, Patricia didn't eat enough before, so she innocently begged the adult who gave her food for more, and was burned by the flames conjured by the other party." ”

Gildero subconsciously reached out and touched the wand he had on his waist, but he immediately gave up the idea of healing little Patricia - he wanted to treat the broken arm of the famous Harry Potter, but Alan knocked him down and caused the spell to hit his own leg - but the healing magic caused him to remove the bones from his entire left leg, for which he was admitted to the Hogwarts school hospital, and the painful memory of taking the bones of the bones felt grow back one by one will never be forgotten by taking the bones.

Lockhart sneered and let go of the hand that touched the wand, he knew in his heart that it must be because Rudolphus was too casual when distributing food, the Muggles in front of him got food, and in this farthest corner, they must not get as much food as before, although the food has not been very good, but little Patricia, who is well fed under his special care, naturally can't bear it, naively she went to ask for food, and then was burned by Rudolphus.

"Don't be afraid, with your Gilderoy Lockhart here, I assure you that this will be over tonight. Gildelow winked at little Patricia.

"Gildero, what do you mean?" Nancy took a few steps on her knees, grasped the railing in her hand, and looked at Gilderoy in disbelief, she couldn't believe that she was judging the subtext of the other person's words correctly.

"Nancy, yes, I, Lockhart, have succeeded again. Gildero, who had no control over the expression on his face at all, recounted his trip with a fluttering brow, "And so, with the help of my book lover, from her, I got a portkey, and the time was set for tonight—they might even have to sleep until tomorrow before they found out we were gone." ”

"What is the portkey?" asked Nancy, confused, as a Muggle she didn't know what it meant.

"The portkey? Oh, you could interpret it as a good thing that could move us all from here to somewhere else in an instant. Gildero pulled out a tattered linked watch from his pocket and bared a mouthful of white teeth, "Your great hero, I can save you tonight if you know how to do magic." ”

"Lockhart, you're wonderful! Little Patricia and I will definitely testify to the police of your world that you are a great hero!" At this time, even Nancy looked at Gildelow with the same adoration as little Patricia, which made the wizard seem to find a trace of the feeling of being sought after by everyone in the past, and he was even more pleasant - he obviously took advantage of the drunken Apparition of the Death Eaters to apparition and took a portkey and ran back immediately, and in his mouth he described that he was almost fighting the dragon for three days and three nights.

"Then you can save the others, too..."Patricia was held in her mother's arms as soon as she asked, and Nancy knew the answer from the embarrassed look on the other side.

Lockhart laughed dryly and found an excuse: "Uh... Your Lockhart will get you out first, and then the policemen in the wizard will get the others out. ”

Meanwhile, at the end of the deep tunnel, in the spacious hall, Voldemort stood on the cold, rough boulder floor, and as soon as Rabastan had reported on their trip to capture Muggles, he had exited the room.

Voldemort's sparkling red eyes looked at the six-pointed star array that was blazing, the unpleasant and pungent smell of sulfur gradually became stronger, and the hot breath continued to spread in the air, and soon, the devil Bayer emerged from the middle of the six-pointed star array.

"Good afternoon, Lord Dark Lord. Bayer's tone was still a little pompous, "I sense your cargo is ready... However, there are too many elderly people and children. ”

Voldemort's spider-legged fingers fiddled with his wand carelessly, and his two slender nostrils twitched slightly, Voldemort, who had just been reported by Rabastan, knew that the devil in front of him was just a greedy soul who wanted to be an adult, but this disrespectful tone made Voldemort very displeased.

"Greedy devil, know that I have arrested a lot of people this time, if your speed satisfies me, it is not a problem for everyone to want to be an adult..."Voldemort's second half of the sentence suddenly accelerated, and his voice was inexplicably irritable, "Hmph, you didn't write the requirements of adults on the contract in the first place..."

Bayer's yellow burning eyes focused on Voldemort, compared to last time, Voldemort's body exuded a more terrifying evil aura, there was no warm emotion in his cold eyes, Bayer felt that the other party's soul was chaotic and evil, and now the other party's thoughts were more complicated and difficult to speculate, and more dangerous.

As soon as his thoughts fell, a flame erupted from the tip of the wand in his hand, heading straight for Byer, the flames fell on Byer's body and merged with Byer's own flames, and after a few moments of flickering, they sprang up, and even the floor was burned through in the skyrocketing flames, but the unscathed Byer stretched his long and powerful arms and bat-like wings on his back.

"This fire is so comfortable, thank you!" Seeing Voldemort's thin tube nose and hideous face, Bayer smiled with satisfaction, "I will do what you wish." His flaming yellow eyes swirled around Voldemort's pale-skinned face, and the black venom from the corners of his mouth dripped to the ground before disappearing from the room.

Bair is a deep hell purgatory, a demon in the flames and shadows, and his core is the raging flames, with Voldemort's knowledge, he must know this, but he still attacks him with flames, which shows that those knowledge from the bottomless abyss have affected his thinking, making him more accustomed to the mode of acting before the mind is used to the demon...