Cynthia ignored the Crouches' inquiries and went straight through the Floo Network and returned to Grimmauld Place.

A cluster of green flames suddenly lit up in the dark living room, and a gloomy Cynthia collapsed from the fireplace.

Her appearance alarms the house-elf Kreacher.

"Miss Cynthia? Aren't you coming back tomorrow? The elf looked puzzled.

The moment he appeared, Cynthia was like covering his mouth, but she didn't have time. His loud voice alarmed the Blacks.

"Smack!" The lights in the living room turned on instantly, and the Blakes in their nightgowns appeared in front of Cynthia.

"Thea, why are you back? Wait, what's wrong with your mouth?! Mr. Black's eyes, which had been confused, instantly returned to their former clarity when they saw the small wound on the girl's lips.

"Good evening, father and mother. I will not agree to a marriage, and if you insist that I marry her, perhaps I will choose to be like Siris. Cynthia looked at her parents with a blank expression.

"Did that little bastard bully you? Wait, I'll change my clothes and settle accounts with him! Mr. Black stared angrily at his daughter's red, swollen lips and the wounds that were still oozing blood.

"No, father, I've already taught him a lesson, I think a heart drill spell should be enough." The girl said lightly.

"Drill Heart Curse? Worthy of being my daughter! You should give him a Drill Spell, but how did you learn it? Mr. Black was a little confused.

"It was taught to me by my master, ah, so it seems that you don't know that I am already a member of my master's command." Cynthia rolled up her left sleeve, revealing the ugly mark.

"Alright, father, it's nothing more, you and mother rest quickly, I'm going upstairs too!" Good night father, good night mother, good dreams! Cynthia looked at her parents' surprised expressions, withdrew her arms, bowed, and went up the stairs.

"Orion, you don't think Thea has changed...... She ......" Mrs. Black asked a little worriedly as the Blakes returned to the bedroom.

"Thea, she's getting stronger, hasn't she? She's grown up, and she's no longer the little girl who follows us with a mom and dad, Wall. Mr. Black looked at his wife.

The next day, Barty Jr. arrives at Grimmauld Place, where he is kicked out by Mr. Black before he has seen Cynthia.

"Bastard, let me tell you, if you want a few more drill bones, you can come!" Mr. Black, who has always been elegant, was very irritable today.

Barty Jr. had no choice but to leave in a huff.

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Cynthia was promoted to the sixth year after the start of the school year, while Severus and the others were in their final year at Hogwarts.

The activities of the research club are still stable, but Cynthia is no longer partnered with anyone, she is already a guide to others.

At Christmas, Regulus and Barty Crouch Jr. officially join the Death Eaters at the Gaunt House.

That night, Bellatrix took Cynthia with her, completing Cynthia's first operation.

Wearing hideous masks and wide black robes, they were ordered to kill one of the most powerful hybrids in the Ministry of Magic meeting to exterminate them.

Cynthia, at the urging of Bellatrix, kills the dying man who was tortured by Bella.

When the man fell, his empty eyes gave Cynthia goosebumps. She remembered the man's curse: "You won't end well!" I curse you not to die well! ”。 She quickly burst out of the blood-soaked mansion and threw up in the garden.

She looked at her still white hands, but she knew that they were all fake, her hands were already stained with blood, and this path was chosen by herself.

She was a little confused, was this really what she wanted? She was not as ruthless as she imagined, and when she actually killed someone, she only had infinite fear in her heart.

After she had nothing to spit out about, Bella took her back to the old Gaunt mansion.

"Aha, lo and behold, it's our Thea back!" Voldemort said with a smile as he beckoned to Cynthia, "Come here, girl!" ”

Cynthia walked up to the man with vain steps, knelt down, kissed the corner of his robe, and said respectfully, "Yes, My Lord!" ”

Little Barty looked at the girl kneeling on the ground in surprise, it turned out that she had already joined the Dark Lord's command.

"How's the action, girl? I'm sure it's not difficult for you. Voldemort looked at the girl with a smile on his face.

"Alessandro Bruno is dead, master, it's my hand." Cynthia's voice trembled a little, which betrayed the fear in her heart.

"Excellent! How did you study the formations in that book? Voldemort nodded.

"Those formations are very complicated, I have only studied a small part, and the others are still working on." Cynthia frowned at the thought of those formations.

"Before you graduate, you have to learn!" Voldemort's eyes narrowed, slightly dissatisfied.

“Yes，My Lord。” Cynthia nodded.

"Okay, that's it for today, you all go back!" Voldemort waved his hand impatiently.

When Cynthia returned to Grimmauld Place, she went back to her bedroom and walked into the bathroom.

She soaked herself in the bathtub, and in the light, the black mark became more and more obvious, and she stared blankly at the mark on her arm, lost in thought.

The man's screams, begs for mercy and curses kept echoing in her mind, and as she thought about it, she seemed to smell the disgusting smell of blood again, and in a trance, she seemed to see the man's dead empty eyes again.

After Cynthia took a shower, she changed into a thick nightgown and went to Regulus's room.

"What's wrong, Thea? It's so late, why don't you rest? Regulus opened the door and let Cynthia in.

"Rael, can I sleep with you tonight...... I'm a little scared......" Cynthia said in a trembling voice. "I can always hear him screaming for mercy and cursing, and I can see the last thing he looks at me, brother, I'm afraid ......"

Regulus understood that it was because she had killed someone today. He walked over and hugged the trembling girl, "Of course you can, but don't be afraid of Thea." Still, I guess you might need a bottle of Dream Savore. You wait for me, I'll go get you a bottle. ”

"Don't! Don't go, Rael! The girl screamed.

Regulus had no choice but to ask Kreacher to go and get the Dreamless Potion.

"Drink, Thea. We went to bed after drinking and it was already late. ”

"Hmmm......"

Cynthia fell asleep after drinking the potion, and Regulus helped her cover the quilt, lay down beside the girl, covered the other bed, and closed her eyes.