At this time, Bellatrix did not live in Azkaban for nearly twenty years. His spirit had not become emaciated from the torture of the Dementors for more than ten years, and his face was still beautiful, and his eyes, although as haughty as ever, lacked the uncomfortable viciousness and madness that had occurred more than a decade later.

Wearing a cyan tunic fishtail skirt, her plump and mature figure was delicately outlined, and the two towering snow peaks propped up the placket high, and the neckline of the chest placket exposed a large area of snow-white skin, and the complexion was smooth and jade. The whole person looks like a bewitching black poppy.

The man who followed her was a little cringe.

"What do you mean by that?" Tang Bai turned his head and looked at Mellen Watts with a slight frown. There was no anger or any other emotion in his eyes, but it was by no means calm.

"Don, aren't you satisfied?" Mellen Watts rubbed her hands together in embarrassment.

"Using the children of the Black family as a servant, do you want me to stand against the proud pure-blood families of Malfoy?" Tang Bai said it bluntly. From the first moment Bellatrix appeared, he had already thought about the serious consequences in his heart.

Those pure-blood families led by the Malfoy family, once they knew that they treated the descendants of the Black family as servants, Tang Bai was almost sure that his life would not be peaceful.

Mellen Watts quickly glanced at Bellatrix, whose face was cold, refocused his gaze on Tang Bai, and corrected him: "No, no, no! Bella is no longer from the Black family, but from the Lestrange family. Don, you don't have to worry about any trouble from the pure-blood family. ”

"You're a promise?" Tang Bai raised his head.

"Guaranteed, of course! Although the pure-blood family is very powerful, that was more than ten days ago! By the time the Ministry of Magic completely suppresses and sweeps it up this time, more than half of the people placed by the pure-blood nobles in various magic departments will definitely be directly wiped out, and their power and influence will be greatly reduced! ”

Mellen Watts looked at Tang Bai with a sincere face, "Don! After this turmoil, they have had to go downhill. And what about us? We will be the new nobles who will replace them! In the face of status and interests, they will pretend that they do not know anything. The rules of the wizarding world are like this, the winner has everything for the loser, including life! ”

"I know you don't like trouble, Don, and I can assure you that in the future, Knott and I will help you stop the trouble caused by today's events, and handle it properly." Mellen Watts looked at Tang Bai's face that didn't show any expression, and earnestly assured him.

"Are you afraid I'll go over to the side of the pure-bloods, or get in touch with some of them?" Tang Bai asked suddenly.

"Haha." Mellen Watts laughed dryly twice, but did not answer.

"We have made a pact before, Mellen, my property here, and I cannot easily deprive you of your power until you have made a major mistake. I took them, but the little mirror spirit I needed was also necessary. Tang Bai glanced at Mellen Watts deeply and said slowly.

"I don't think it's necessary to raise a house elf." The clear female voice interjected into the conversation between Tang Bai and Mellen Watts, Tang Bai swept his gaze along the source of the sound, only to see Bellatrix gently brushing his skirt with both hands, sitting down on the chair next to him, and said calmly.

"Why?" Tang Bai felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, because he actually saw a kind of grace and solemnity unique to a noble woman from Bellatrix in front of him. This posture was entangled with the crazy and haggard posture of Bellatrix in his mind, fighting frantically, making Tang Bai have an urge to look at the wrong person.

"The Black family has their own house-elves, and I can have Kreacher take care of everything if I need to." Bellatrix snorted coldly.

Tang Bai glanced at Bellatrix, shook his head, and said, "The heir of the Black family, after the death of Regulus, it was Sirius Black, not you, right?" ”

"Well, can I interject?" Mellen Watts raised his hand, and when he saw Tang Bai turning his gaze to him, he spoke again: "Sirius Black, because of murder, has been imprisoned in Azkaban, just recently. If there were no accidents, he would have to stay in Azkaban for the rest of his life. In other words, those who currently have Blake's bloodline and surname can be regarded as heirs in line. Before Sirius regains her freedom, Bella can indeed assign the House Elves of House Black to serve her. ”

"I think I still need to find a house-elf of my own." Tang Bai didn't pay attention to Bellatrix on the side, but said solemnly to Melun.

"As you wish." Mellen Watts stood up again, bowed slightly to Tang Bai, and raised his head and said.

"Mellen and I have something to say, you two can leave for a while and prepare some snacks and drinks, and there will be guests coming." Since he agreed to Mellen Watts, Tang Bai immediately and unceremoniously ordered Bellatrix and the two.

Bellatrix stood up with a gloomy face, glared at Tang Bai viciously, and then left the living room with some reluctance with the man beside him.

"It's a unique contract spell made from two strands of Bellatrix's hair soaked in their own blood. Once married, the two of you will never be free, and you will not be able to go against any of your wishes. Mellen Watts pulled out a ring from his pocket that resembled a woven linen material, with clear magical fluctuations surging on it.

Tang Bai stretched out his hand to take the ring, took it in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and asked curiously: "It's like the kind of contract that binds house-elves?" ”

"Such a contract, so to speak, is based on a system of contracts that cannot be violated. As long as the ring is in your hand, they will have to obey you. They themselves have no access to the ring. Mellen Watts answered Tang Bai in detail.

"How did you subdue Bellatrix? Her loyalty to the Dark Lord has even become a belief that drives her to live. Tang Bai put the ring on his fingers, and some wide rings shrank suddenly, tightly encircling Tang Bai's middle finger with the ring.

"Hahaha! Have you forgotten the power of the Shamrock Life and Death Grass! Just kill the opponent once, and then use the clover of life and death grass to resurrect the opponent again. It's a pity that a three-leaf clover can only be used three or four times. Mellen Watts laughed happily.

Tang Bai's eyes also widened, opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, the fireplace near the dining table suddenly shone with dazzling emerald flames, and the tall and strong Nott stepped out of the fireplace, carefully carrying an old wooden box, his gaze swept to Tang Bai, and a dazzling smile suddenly appeared on his broad face.

He grinned, gestured to the old wooden box he was carrying, and looked excited: "Tang! Look what I've brought you! I swear, you'll love it! ”