novelraw Chapter 172 Arrest
Chapter 172 Arrest
When Annie woke up, she found that she was locked in a strange basement. This place was not like the cell below the Riddle Mansion, which was dark, damp and airtight. The surrounding walls were painted with yellowing white paint.
"Eric! Where the fuck are you?" Anne began to call, even though the wound in her leg was still throbbing, echoing from the empty cell.
"It's so noisy! I'm fucking here!" Eric heard the irritable speech of his elder sister Annie from a distance, and he became irritable, kicking the railing.
Ron and Hermione looked at each other, then at Eric.
I didn't expect the two siblings to communicate like this, so simple and rude.
"Where's Sirius?" Hermione called. "Is Sirius with you, Anne?"
"he's not here!"
That would be great, maybe Sirius escaped.
There was a hint of joy in Hermione's heart, but Sirius didn't know where they were locked up, not even herself, and she had to rely on herself to escape from here.
Eric found himself locked in a different place from Anne, and he gave up wasting energy yelling. He looked at Harry, "Have you always been here like this before?"
"It has always been like this, except that No. 12 Grimmauld Place can serve as a shelter for us. When performing tasks in the field, we often face the danger of being caught."
Harry began to tell his own story. While Anne and Eric were in Paris, Bill and Fleur got married, and Death Eaters made a scene at the wedding.
When Harry and the others were still at 12 Grimmauld Place, Ron left them in the middle. Harry and Hermione went to Godric's Hollow and Lou in order to study the relics left by Dumbledore and find Voldemort's Horcrux. Luna's home, and learned the story of the Three Hallows from Luna's father.
And Harry's wand was also broken in Godric's Hollow, and now he is holding a blackthorn wand in his hand.Fortunately, the Deluminator later guided Ron back.
Then there was the matter of the three of them going to the Ministry of Magic to destroy the Muggle-Born Registration Committee.
"Your stories are thrilling," Eric said.
"Hermione...?" A girl in the corner spoke suddenly. She had messy pale blonde hair, and a silver-haired old man was squatting beside her.
"Luna?!" Harry exclaimed. "Mr. Ollivander?!"
"He got the Elder Wand..." said Ollivander, "a powerful wand that so many wizards have dreamed of."
"The Elder Wand... Isn't he in Dumbledore's tomb? How could he..." Harry suppressed the hatred in his heart and clenched his hands tightly.
"Shut up! You lowly prisoners!" Bellatrix was dressed in black, and her wand was extremely curved like a judge's whip.
Ron grabbed Eric, shook his head slightly, and motioned him to stop talking.Bella paced slowly outside the cage, and she looked at everyone.
"Just pick that girl, she must taste good." Fenrir Greyback licked his teeth, and Ron stared at him angrily.
"How dare you touch her!" said Ron.
Hermione watched in surprise as Ron stood up for her.
"Your little girlfriend must be delicious to bite." Fenrir Greyback looked at Hermione with a cruel smile.
"No! Master didn't want her! I'll take care of that Mudblood myself." Bellatrix opened the cell door and dragged Harry and Hermione out.
"Don't touch me! Ah!"
Hermione was held tightly by Bella. Bella had no patience with numbness, and her sharp nails almost dug into her flesh.
"Call Draco over here! He won't forget what Harry Potter looks like."
Harry swallowed, and Malfoy was sure to tell him.
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Annie didn't know why she was locked up here alone. The cage here was terribly big, and she looked around impatiently.
The wand was also taken away by them. Apart from yelling a few words to Eric in the air, there is nothing I can do now.There was a noisy movement there just now, probably from Death Eaters.
Annie sighed, she rolled up her trousers, her leg bones had already been attached, since she rarely used "heal as ever", the effect of this spell was not very satisfactory, her calf was swollen like a giant carrot.
If Madam Pomfrey had seen it, she would have screamed.
Annie guessed that the broken bone was pierced into the blood vessel, causing blood congestion in the leg. This dull pain was even more uncomfortable. After an unknown period of time, she felt someone slowly walking towards the cage.
"They'll call the master in a moment."
"I'll just deliver this, Rodolphus." He took the wooden plate and added another bottle of potion while the other party was not paying attention.
"By the way, is the potion that the master asked you to make last time ready? Those ghost corpses at the bottom of the lake are too disobedient, and they don't even distinguish between enemy and friend on the battlefield."
"Most half of it has been completed, and it will be available soon."
"That girl looks good, maybe the master will reward her."
"Nobody can touch her!"
"Come on, don't be so nervous, I don't lack this reward, I'll give it to you at worst. I'll go up first, I heard they caught Harry Potter."
The person who came was wearing a mask, and Annie's instinctive reaction was to shrink back to the corner of the wall, taking a defensive posture, and she should be a man.
He was a little at a loss, holding a bottle of painkillers and food in his hand, and placed the dinner plate beside Annie like feeding a small animal.
The oatmeal on the plate reminded Annie of bad memories. It was the same thing she ate when she was imprisoned in the Riddle Mansion. When she thought of Tom Riddle, disappointment filled her heart.
After putting down these things, he walked out of the dungeon and turned his back on her.
Annie picked up the medicine bottle and smelled it. It was indeed a painkiller. Madam Pomfrey gave her this medicine in the third grade.But this is too strange, why does an enemy who has never met before heal another enemy...
This kind of vigilance made her dare not use the potion, nor dare to eat the food on the plate.
Hearing that there was no movement, he returned to the prison, where he stood there, not daring to take a step forward, and unwilling to exit again.It was the first time Annie looked at him with such disgusting eyes, her whole body seemed to be drained of strength, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't say a word.
"He failed last time, and he still doesn't give up this time." Annie said sarcastically, "What is your master trying to do? Do you want to control me?"
He still responded in silence, and Annie sneered, resisting the pain in her leg and pounced on him.This war has made her understand that she cannot be passive all the time.
Oatmeal was scattered all over the floor mixed with dust.
With a heavy muffled sound, Annie pressed him down, and he barely resisted, and easily handed over his wand.She snatched his wand and tried to get up when she was knocked down by a sharp pain in her leg.
Annie crawled towards the railing little by little, holding on tightly to her body that wanted to prop herself up.
"Ha..." She gasped and bit her lower lip. It didn't hurt...it didn't hurt at all...it seemed that brainwashing could relieve her pain.
The touch of her waist brought her back to reality, Annie's body trembled, what a weird scene it was, she had imagined that she would be dragged to the ground, and she would be beaten for her resistance.
But no, the hug from behind made Annie feel very warm and reliable, but all this was brought by a stranger.
"who are you?"
"Dont look at me!"
Annie heard his voice at the moment when she wanted to turn her head, and then smiled with relief, "I knew it was you, it has always been you."
Theodore hugged her gently, "Drink it." He handed her the medicine bottle. This time, she didn't refuse anymore, and the pain gradually subsided.
She took off his mask, and there was haze in those once clear and transparent eyes. Theodore's face was thin and pale, and his black eyes seemed to have not closed his eyes for several days.
"Flee from this place with us, Theodore, your fate should not be here."
Theodore knew that as a man, he should not cry, and the sourness in his heart poured out like a flood at this moment, "My... father is in their hands."
He knew he shouldn't be so weak.
"We will always win," said Anne, "you gave me the wand, and he will punish you." After saying that, Anne returned the wand to Theodore.
"You have reasons why you can't quit, I can understand, but please don't be so nice to me..." Annie choked up, "I have been helping me in the past, helping me with my homework on the history of magic, helping me boil potions... until now Still helping me now, I don’t know if I will have a chance to repay.”
"What I said in my heart is that I want to help you. If possible, the deadline is for a lifetime." Theodore smiled rarely, it was a wry smile. "Remember that time we danced?"
"Remember, I jumped like a duck back then, so stupid."
The two laughed through tears.
Theodore did not say that it was the most beautiful winter snow night in his memory.
"I was not impulsive that day, but I had thought about it for a long time. Usain was a pawn used to contain my father and me. After her parents had an accident in Paris last time, she knew that she was the one being used."
"What happened to Usain's parents in Paris?" Annie asked.
Theodore nodded, "Killed by that man's men at the Ministry of Magic in Paris."
"Theodore." Annie looked at him. The person in front of her could be said to be her first love affair, someone she had been denying all along.
I like you.
She wanted to say that sentence so much, but when she thought that she was a person destined to die, she could only hold it in her heart.
"Take care of yourself." That was all she finally said, "Stop helping me."
"You still remember that you still need me one condition, right?" Theodore stood up and put on the mask again.The mask was like the last layer of protection, and his eyes were already red.
"No matter what happens, you must live, and I ask you not to be soft when you and I meet on the battlefield."
"You know I can't do it, it's not fair, you put water on me, but I can't be soft on you."
"You have to."
He didn't want to die at the hands of others, that's all.
"Theodore... If this war is over and you and I survive, you must apologize to me for what you did today and spend the rest of your life, do you hear me?" Anne held back her tears.
This is a confession, it should be.
"Okay."
If there is that day.
The two embraced tightly, like the last ray of warmth in winter, and they both wanted to keep each other.
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"Are you sure this is Harry Potter?" Harry immediately recognized that it was Lucius Malfoy's voice.
"We can't afford to admit that we were wrong, calling the master from so far away, and let him find out that this is not Potter... shall we bear all the mistakes?" Narcissa Malfoy said.
Hermione had just been tortured by Bella, and the bloodstains of the Mudblood appeared on her snow-white arm.There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
"Do you have to make my place so dirty, Bella?" Narcissa held her nose in disgust.
"If you want to end it quickly, I'll ask your son to come over and admit it." Bellatrix said excitedly, "This is a good opportunity for Draco to do something good."
"I heard how many people have you caught?" Lucius asked pretending not to care.
"William Panick's daughter, we might have given him some face before, but now he's just a piece of trash who doesn't know magic. His daughter deserves to die for rebelling against the Dark Lord."
"Maybe this matter has to be decided by adults, after all, she was one of us before, wasn't she?" Barty Crouch Jr. looked at Bella, "How did she get into the Dead Apostle before? It was the master who brought her."
Others will forget, but Barty Jr. will not forget, Voldemort personally issued the gag order, and in the past few months, no one mentioned the girl's whereabouts, and no one knew how she got out of control.
"Master is just controlling her. I want to know that some of our cronies know about this matter." Bella whispered to little Batty, and she looked at Lucius Malfoy vigilantly, "Master said that it must not be disclosed to outsider."
"Is she really out of control? She and Potter can't prove anything, what if it's an undercover agent?"
Draco was brought by Bella, and Bella asked him to take a closer look at Harry's face, Draco would not forget Harry, but he was afraid of killing someone because of his own words.
"I...I don't know, not sure...maybe..."
"Look for yourself! The scar on his head! Is it Harry Potter?" Bella almost roughly forced Draco's head closer to Harry, "Look!"
"Don't push him! Bella!" Narcissa yelled.
"Alright then!" Bella let go of Draco, pointing the wand directly to her arm.
She was going to summon Voldemort.
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Preview of the next chapter: Teacher An made great contributions to the fight with Voldemort.