The baby looked up at the ceiling, his wrinkled face showing little to see.

Bellatrix almost burst into tears.

This

The message in the style of almost "last words" made her sad in her heart, for her own master, and for more complex emotions that she couldn't say in her heart.

"Yes, master." She whispered, answering.

"If the betrayer is not Severus." The baby's tone became calmer, "Then just leave, I've always asked you to prepare the door key, you know where it is, are you ready today?" ”

"Master, we can leave together." Bellatrix spoke anxiously.

The baby said firmly, "No, this memory is more important than my current life." ”

"Protect your memories."

"Otherwise, I'll never beat Potter."

"It was a wonderful memory."

Bellatrix bowed his head: "Yes, master. ”

The baby looked at the door, he heard footsteps and felt the magic approaching: "Where's Crouch?" ”

"Your godson is doing what you tell him to do, and he's not here." Bellatrix replied in a low voice.

The baby was silent for a while: "There is a chance to inform him, be careful." ”

"I don't want him to look through my memories, but tell him."

"The white-haired man named Geralt is Harry who knows little magic, and only knows a few gesture spells."

"That woman named Yennefer is at least as powerful as Severus, and she has a lot of strange magic, unlike ours, you know? It's not the same. ”

Bellatrix's heart sank.

As strong as Snape, or at least

"And they're all sharp." The baby continued, "Experienced and a true warrior, my dear Bella is only talking about combat experience, and I'm afraid only me, Dumbledore, and Potter can compare with the two of them. ”

Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the door, and even though it was open, the man outside the door bowed his head, not daring to come in, nor to look up into the house.

"Rodolphus, my dear, come in." Voldemort raised his voice slightly.

The man walked in and knelt beside the bed: "Master." ”

"I need a body right now." The baby whispered softly and became smaller than before, "A body that carries my soul." ”

Rodolphus looked frightened and looked upset, and saw the baby: "Master, I."

Bellatrix did not hesitate, and his voice was fanatical: "You should be honored that the great master wants to requisition this lowly body. ”

Even if the man in front of her is her nominal husband.

Rodolphus stood up, staggering to back away.

Bellatrix waved his wand.

The Transfiguration Charm bound his feet and thuded, causing the man to slam to the floor.

He trembled and pulled out his wand.

"Except for your weapons!"

Bellatrix immediately released the disarming charm, knocked the wand away, and then waved his hand slightly, and the levitation charm carried him gently on the bed: "My dear master. ”

The baby did not speak.

A faint black mist appeared from his features, a faint wisp that bridged with Rodolphus's body, and a cry of pain and sorrow emanated from the man's body, and he looked in shock and despair at his wife, the woman with whom he had thought he could spend his life and have a common pursuit.

Now, she just stared feverishly, excitedly at the ugly, crumpled baby.

He struggled more and more fiercely.

Ground floor.

Several Death Eaters who remained in the living room discussed.

They didn't know exactly what Voldemort was telling - many things, like Lucius, they didn't have the specific right to know. To be exact, except for Bellatrix, Crouch, and Snape, they are no different from Lucius, they are all kept in captivity at Malfoy Manor.

But.

They were always more trusted than Lucius.

Narcissa hid in the hut and peeked and eavesdropped

Dumbledore and Potter were outside.

The Dark Lord seemed to have been working on a plan before, but Potter and Dumbledore both came to the door, proving that the plan might have failed.

But with the protection of the Loyalty Spell, they could not enter this house.

The Curse of Faithfulness.

Narcissa clenched her fists and took a deep breath.

Malfoy Manor is protected by the Loyalty Charm, and unlike Black's Old House, this ancient manor that has never been cut off has always been protected by this ancient spell.

Her husband is a secret.

The Curse of Loyalty is not the only one to keep secrets, and when the Dark Lord arrived, Bellatrix, Crouch, Snape, and Sinkenes also became secrets.

Not themselves.

As a non-Death Eater and a woman, she was not trusted by the Dark Lord.

But she turned back to the house, carefully opened the drawer, and took out a note with Lucius Malfoy's bells and whistles notes on it, with the address of Malfoy's manor.

The confidential person's text may also reveal the confidential content.

She slipped the note into her pocket, cautiously, and snuck out while the people didn't care about her.

Lucius noticed, watching his wife get closer and closer to the door, realizing something, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

Outside Malfoy Manor.

"So now, we've found the enemy's lair, but we can't get in?" Yennefer looked ahead and stretched out his hand, trying to sense the magic here.

Dumbledore shook his head, "No, it's not that you can't get in." ”

"Contact him?" Harry pursed his lips.

At least two Horcruxes have not been found.

The sword in the lake is in Geralt's hand, and it is clear that this legendary holy sword has not been made into a Horcrux.

Leave Voldemort alive and wait for Snape to find out where the remaining two Horcruxes are, and then deal with him - Voldemort is no threat now.

But he learned something from Vivien, and how he recorded his fight, and the sense of disobedience he felt in Avalon. He knew that he had no chance of winning, and he wanted to break into Avalon, not to kill himself, but to know more about himself and to record more of his fighting style.

There was no doubt that he was preparing something.

Against yourself?

Preparing for the future?

Horcruxes can be explored slowly, but they must be dealt with.

Harry was silent for a long time before he nodded slowly, "Of course, let Professor Snape"

He wasn't done yet.

The space in front of them rippled, and the four of them immediately prepared to take a stand.

A non-threatening woman ran out of breath.

"Mrs. Malfoy?" Dumbledore was a little surprised, and his tone softened, but he didn't put his wand down.

"Dumbledore, Potter, Malfoy Manor, right here." She reached out and pulled a note out of her pocket.

Harry flicked his wand.

The note stretched out in the palm of his hand.

All four of them read the words on it clearly.

The world suddenly opened up, and a manor house shrouded in black fog suddenly rose from the ground and grew before their eyes.

"Why would you?" Dumbledore looked at her.

Conspiracy?

He didn't think so.

Voldemort didn't have any capital, and he couldn't find anything in this world for the time being that was enough to threaten him and Harry together, not to mention that he had two more powerful assistants on his side.

"Draco, Dumbledore, I beg you to protect Draco." Narcissa sobbed, her voice plaintive, "The Dark Lord ordered him to be hunted down, and he almost succeeded several times. ”

Dumbledore spoke, "It's my duty as a headmaster to protect my students. ”

Narcissa looked up, aggrieved, but couldn't say anything when she opened her mouth.

"You have to believe in little Malfoy." Harry whispered, "He's pretty good at escaping pursuits. ”

George, Fred's bullying.

Bullying in Slytherin House.

Draco Malfoy has amassed a lot of experience in this area.

Narcissa was even more aggrieved.

What is this called! Is this a good word?

The child who should have been pampered by himself suffered these sins in vain

"And if Voldemort and the Death Eaters are all gone, won't your child be fine?" Harry drew his wand and aimed it at the black mist.

The magic surges.

The black mist trembled, and he tried his best to resist, but it was torn apart little by little, revealing a wide opening, completely exposing the deserted Malfoy Manor.

In the manor.

Rodolphus, who was possessed by Voldemort, Panasonic put the wand in his hand and stuffed the last silver silk floc into the bottle, a slight vibration came along the floor, he handed the bottle to Bellatrix, and walked to the window, through a layer of glass, looking at the five people outside the manor: "Potter, Dumbledore"

"It's surprising, Bella, you can't imagine who that betrayer is."

"It's your sister, Narcissa."

Bellatrix was stunned: "She? How can it be? ”

It was the only time she questioned it, but she quickly let it go, her eyes turning hateful and horrified: "It's hard for me to accept, I thought she would be like me, after all, we are sisters." ”

"Master, me."

Voldemort twisted his wand and flicked it at Bellatrix: "Send the memories away, and come back." ”

Bellatrix was stunned.

Voldemort waved his hand: "Narcissa knows you're always there, Potter is sharp, and if he knows you're not there, he'll understand what I'm doing." ”

"My dear Bella."

"Are you ready to give everything to me?"

Bellatrix spoke softly, to "Rodolphus", to this body, in a gentle tone that had never been used before: "Yes, master, everything about me belongs to the great master. ”

She hurried around and grabbed a book in the cupboard.

The portkey is always on hand.

In an instant, hooking her body, she disappeared.

Voldemort took a deep breath, held his wand, and slowly walked downstairs.

In the lobby on the first floor.

Lucius looked at Narcissa incredulously, and read out the manuscript that he had already typed in his heart: "Narcissa! You, you betrayed your master! ”

Before the Death Eaters could see her, their eyes had just passed over the strange white-haired man and black-haired woman.

Harry and Geralt looked at each other.

They all had the same meaning in their eyes - "This man is acting a little pompous. ”

(End of chapter)