Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

The baby looked up at the ceiling, his wrinkled face showing no expression.

Bellatrix almost cried.

this kind

The message almost in the style of "last words" made her grieve in her heart, not only for her own master, but also for more complex emotions that she could not express in her heart.

"Yes, master." She answered in a low voice.

"If the betrayer is not Severus." The baby's tone became calm, "Then leave directly, I have always asked you to prepare the portkey, do you know where it is, have you prepared it for today?"

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

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

"Protect your memory."

"Otherwise I'll never be able to beat Potter."

"That was such a wonderful memory."

Bellatrix lowered her head: "Yes, Master."

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

"Your godson is following your instructions, but he is not here." Bellatrix replied in a low voice.

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

"My memory is not for him to read, but tell him."

"That white-haired man named Geralt is Harry who hardly knows magic, only those few gesture spells."

"That woman named Yennefer is at least as powerful as Severus. She knows a lot of strange magic, which is different from our magic, you know? It's not the same."

Bellatrix's heart sank.

As powerful as Snape, or at least

"And they are very sharp." The baby continued, "Having experienced many battles, they are real fighters. My dear Bella is only talking about combat experience. I am afraid that only I, Dumbledore, and Potter can compare with the two of them." Compare."

Boom——

The door was knocked, even though it was open, the man outside the door lowered his head, not daring to come in, and not daring to look up into the house.

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

The man came in and knelt down beside the bed: "Master."

"I need a body now." The baby whispered, becoming smaller than before, "a body to carry my soul."

Rodolphus looked terrified, raised his head anxiously, and saw the baby: "Master, I."

Bellatrix didn't hesitate, and her voice was fanatical: "You should be honored, the great master wants to confiscate your humble body."

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

Rodolphus stood up, staggering back.

Bellatrix waved her wand.

The Transfiguration Curse bound his feet, and with a bang, the man fell hard to the floor.

Trembling, he drew out his wand.

"Disarm you!"

Bellatrix immediately released the disarming spell, knocked the wand into the air, and then waved his hand lightly. The floating spell carried him gently on the bed: "My dear master."

The baby didn't speak.

A shimmering black mist emerged from the facial features, and a faint ray bridged Rodolphs' body. A painful and mournful roar came from the man's body. He looked at his wife in shock and despair—this man he had thought A woman who can spend a lifetime with herself and has common pursuits.

Now, she just stared at the ugly, wrinkled baby with feverish excitement.

He struggled harder and harder.

first floor.

The few Death Eaters who remained in the living room were discussing.

They didn't know Voldemort's specific orders - they, like Lucius, had no specific right to know about many things. To be precise, except for Bellatrix, Crouch, and Snape, they were no different from Lucius, they were all kept in the Malfoy Manor.

but.

They are always more trusted than Lucius.

Narcissa hid in the hut and peeped and listened

Dumbledore and Potter are outside.

The Dark Lord seemed to be planning some sort of attack before, but Potter and Dumbledore both called the door, which proved that the plan might have failed.

But protected by the Fidelity Charm, they cannot enter this house.

Fidelity Curse.

Narcissa clenched her fists and took a deep breath.

Malfoy Manor was protected by the Fidelity Curse. Unlike Black's old house, this ancient manor, which had never broken its inheritance, had always been protected by this ancient curse.

My husband is the secret keeper.

The Fidelity Curse does not only have one Secret Keeper. After the Dark Lord came, Bellatrix, Crouch, Snape, and Thicknesse also became Secret Keepers.

I am not.

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

But she turned and went back to the room, carefully opened the drawer, and took out a note with Lucius Malfoy's gaudy notes on it, with the address of Malfoy Manor written on it.

The text of the confidential person can also reveal the confidential content.

She stuffed the note into her pocket, carefully, and sneaked out while these people didn't care about her.

Lucius noticed that watching his wife getting closer and closer to the door, he realized something and stared round, full of disbelief.

Outside Malfoy Manor.

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

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

"Contact him?" Harry pursed his lips.

At least two Horcruxes were still missing.

The Sword in the Lake is in Geralt's hands. Obviously, this legendary holy sword has not been made into a Horcrux.

It would be best to save Voldemort's life, wait for Snape to find out the location of the remaining two Horcruxes, and then get rid of him-the current Voldemort has no threat.

But he learned something from Vivian, and he recorded his fighting style and the sense of disobedience in Avalon. Knowing that he had no chance of winning, he wanted to break into Avalon, not to kill himself, but to learn more about himself and to record more of his fighting methods.

There is no doubt that he is planning something.

For yourself?

Prepare for the future?

The Horcrux can be explored slowly, but he must be dealt with.

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

He didn't finish his sentence.

Ripples appeared in the space in front of them, and the four of them immediately prepared to take a stance.

A nonthreatening woman ran out panting.

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

"Dumbledore, Potter, Malfoy Manor, the address is here." She reached out her hand and took out a note from her pocket.

Harry flicked his wand lightly.

The note unfolded in his palm.

All four of them could see the words clearly.

The world suddenly opened up, and a manor shrouded in darkness and mist suddenly rose from the ground and grew in front of their eyes.

"Why would you?" Dumbledore looked at her.

conspiracy?

He didn't think so.

Voldemort didn't have any capital, and in this world, he couldn't find anything that could threaten him and Harry together. What's more, he had two more powerful assistants on his side.

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

Dumbledore said: "It is my duty as the headmaster to protect the students."

Narcissa raised her head, aggrieved, but couldn't say anything when she opened her mouth.

"You have to trust little Malfoy." Harry said softly, "He is very good at escaping pursuit."

The bullying of George and Fred.

Bullying in Slytherin house.

Draco Malfoy has accumulated a lot of experience in this regard.

Narcissa was even more aggrieved.

What is this called! Is this a good word?

The child who should have been pampered by himself, but suffered these crimes for nothing

"And get rid of Voldemort and Death Eaters, and your child will be fine?" Harry pulled out his wand, aiming at the black mist.

The magic surged.

The black mist trembled and resisted with all its strength, but it was still torn apart bit by bit, revealing a wide gap, completely exposing the deserted Malfoy Manor.

In the manor.

Rodolphus, who was possessed by Voldemort, let loose the wand in his hand, and stuffed the last silver floc into the bottle. A slight vibration was transmitted along the floor. He handed the bottle to Bellatrix, While walking to the window, looking at the five people outside the manor through a layer of glass: "Potter, Dumbledore"

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

"It's your sister, Narcissa."

Bellatrix was startled: "Her? How is it possible?"

This was the only time she raised doubts, but she quickly dismissed this doubt, her eyes became hateful and terrifying: "It's really hard for me to accept, I thought she would be like me, after all, we are sisters. "

"Master, I."

Voldemort twirled his wand and waved lightly on Bellatrix: "Send the memory away, and then come back."

Bellatrix frowned.

Voldemort waved his hand: "Narcissa knows you have been there, Potter is very sensitive, if he knows you are not here, he will understand what I am doing."

"My dear Bella."

"Are you ready to give everything for me?"

Bellatrix had a gentle tone, facing "Rodolphus" and this body, with a gentle tone that had never been used before: "Yes, master, everything about me belongs to the great master."

She turned hurriedly and grabbed a book from the cabinet.

Portkeys are always at hand.

In an instant, it hooked her body and disappeared.

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

In the lobby on the first floor.

Lucius looked at Narcissa in disbelief, and couldn't wait to read out the manuscript that he had typed in his heart: "Narcisha! You, you betrayed the master!"

Before the Death Eaters had time to see her clearly, their eyes had just passed by the strange white-haired man and black-haired woman.

Harry and Geralt exchanged glances.

They all had the same meaning in their eyes - "This man acted a little exaggerated."