Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way - Chapter 415

c399 Revenge, complaint, heartbreaking

I believe that those friends who often use black magic to kill people and set fires in the HP world should know a common sense.

After killing someone, certain cracks will appear in a person’s soul.

And if these friends often split their souls and made Horcruxes, they would definitely feel very familiar with this kind of rift.

After all, this kind of crack is an important prerequisite for soul division. With this kind of crack, coupled with specific spells, that piece of soul can be torn apart. Afterwards, if it is combined with various black magic spells and containers carrying souls, a fresh Horcrux will be released.

Of course, some friends will have doubts about this, that is, if they split their souls in this way, will their magical attainments be reduced? After all, these contents are not recorded in the book.

Regarding this issue, the famous Hogwarts graduate and respected senior Riddle firmly believes that only practice can produce true knowledge.

In order to fill this gap in the magic book, he personally made six Horcruxes, and unintentionally made a seventh Horcrux, finally filling this omission in the academic history of Horcruxes——

Even if the soul is divided many times, the wizard’s own strength will not be greatly affected. Even the black magic skills may be further improved by killing enough people and having enough evil thoughts.

But in terms of reason… If the soul is divided, what more reason is there? How do you want them to lychee? Crazy thinking has long occupied the high ground of the brain!

Therefore, it is normal for Voldemort to often do unreasonable things. People have no brains, so why should they set high standards and requirements?

But even so, finding a group of allies who are wizards on the surface but not human on the inside is still very explosive.

Especially according to the deep impression in this Death Eater’s soul, the monster’s appearance cannot be described in words at all. Just by looking at it, you will feel that it is synonymous with chaos, distortion and depravity.

After Harley found that appearance from her memory, she agreed with the Death Eater’s point of view.

Harry was even curious, how did Senior Riddle find such a group of ugly monsters? Compared with them, Senior Riddle can be said to be suave.

The magic world is not small, but it is not big either. There are only so many places and so few creatures in total. It is quite difficult to hide an entire group of ugly monsters that are not human for a long time.

But no matter how ugly these monsters are, no matter how human they are, they have nothing to do with him now. Instead, they are fighting Professor Dumbledore in the Ministry of Magic and helping Voldemort delay.

So Harley put it aside for the time being and strode directly towards the depths of Azkaban.

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At this time, Azkaban had become a hell, with blood and corpses everywhere.

Through the operation of the pure-blood family, all the Aurors on duty during this period were pure-blood wizards, and there were no mixed-blood wizards or wizards of Muggle origin.

But now, these Aurors and the invading Death Eaters naturally stand on the same side.

They first released all the imprisoned Death Eaters and distributed wands to these people.

These prisoners held at the bottom of the prison are indeed Voldemort’s most loyal Death Eaters.

Even though Voldemort disappeared, they never left him and were willing to be imprisoned and suffer together.

After being released from prison, the first thing they did was to rush to Voldemort’s side and tell their master how much they missed the great Dark Lord.

Voldemort never liked hearing his subordinates hugging him and crying, thinking that this kind of thing was a waste of time.

But this time, he made a rare exception.

After all, these are his most loyal subordinates, and they are not willing to betray themselves even if they lose power.

If we don’t appease these loyalists, are we still going to re-employ someone like Malfoy?

After telling his loyalty and longing for his master, a massacre feast began just after he was released from prison.

The Death Eaters, together with the Dementors who had been drawn over, began to massacre other criminals imprisoned in Azkaban.

Even though these criminals begged to join the Death Eaters’ camp and expressed their willingness to contribute to the Dark Lord’s great cause, the Death Eaters turned a blind eye and continued to vent their violent emotions as they pleased.

It’s a pity that there don’t seem to be enough prisoners in the prison for them to kill. After all, those wizards who have committed particularly minor crimes, such as petty theft, pranking Muggles, or selling fake and shoddy products, are basically sentenced to be locked up in the Ministry of Magic. It will take nearly a month or two for Fang to be released from the solitary cell.

Even if they are imprisoned in Azkaban, if the crime is not particularly serious, they will be transferred to the Ministry of Magic during the Christmas month, so that the prisoners can have a happy Christmas.

Now there are only those who deserve to die in Azkaban who have committed unpardonable crimes. However, because there is no death penalty in the magic world, they can survive and be imprisoned in Azkaban for life.

After using multiple cutting spells to torture a dark wizard who was sentenced to life imprisonment in front of him, Bellatrix spat on the ground.

“What a hell,” Bellatrix said viciously.

“How come there are only so many prisoners in Azkaban? It feels like it doesn’t meet the master’s needs at all!”

“Have you forgotten that it’s Christmas?” Rookwood, who had also been imprisoned for a long time, cast another Cruciatus Curse. “Everyone has been taken away. Where are you going to find them?”

“Besides, it won’t be enough if there are not enough prisoners. Don’t forget, the master has brought so many giants, werewolves and goblins.”

“Although the quality of the blood and life of these despicable creatures is not high, the quality is great, and it can definitely satisfy the master.”

“This makes me angry,” Bellatrix said with an angry face as she threw out a killing curse, ending the sinful life of the inhuman dark wizard who had been tortured by herself.

“Those lowly things, why can they sacrifice their lives and participate in their master’s great cause?”

“This is simply blasphemy! Blaspheming the glory of the great master! Why not use those pure-blooded traitors in the Ministry of Magic who dare to disobey the master’s orders as sacrifices!”

Looking at the crazy Bellatrix, no one of the surrounding Death Eaters dared to answer a word.

After all, her proposal involves her own interests. She is a madman, but she is not a madman.

Except for the low wailing sounds from a few prisoners who were still breathing, there was silence everywhere.

“Then why don’t you personally dedicate your life to the great Dark Lord?” A voice suddenly sounded, which was especially obvious in the silence,

“Since all Death Eaters are born into pure-blood families and have noble blood, wouldn’t it be the best choice to give such blood to the Dark Lord as a sacrifice?”

The Death Eaters present wanted to curse immediately. They really didn’t want to open the pot!

Most people choose to join the Death Eaters just because they feel like it’s nice to enjoy the shade under the big trees and they want to hug a thick thigh.

Do you really want to sacrifice your life? Even the vast majority of Death Eaters who are willing to be imprisoned in Azkaban cannot make this choice!

Seeing Bellatrix’s eyes light up as if she had thought of something, Rodolphus quickly refuted it loudly:

“Don’t talk nonsense! We are noble pure bloods! Only by living can we better dedicate our lives to the great Dark Lord and realize the value of life!”

“Really? But I think the greatest value in your life is not to die in pain?”

A footsteps suddenly appeared at the end of the stone corridor. The footsteps were full of rhythm, as if they were stepping on drums, moving forward slowly according to a certain pattern.

The Death Eaters who had been imprisoned for a long time finally realized that there was an intruder. Rodolphus raised his hand and swung the Cruciatus Curse at them.

But the light of the spell penetrated the air directly, but did not hit any target.

“Are you looking for me?” A sweet voice sounded in Rodolphus’s ear.

Rodolphus’s body suddenly stiffened, and he felt that the person speaking was very close to him, and it seemed that he didn’t even need to straighten his arms to strangle his neck.

But this is impossible? Behind him are those Death Eaters.

What’s more, his wife and brother are also in the crowd. Other Death Eaters may stab him in the back, but as long as he doesn’t betray the Dark Lord, Bellatrix and Rabastan will never abandon him.

And…if this voice is that of the intruder, then who is the footsteps that are still coming slowly in front of me…?

The muscles all over Rodolphus’s body were tense, and he moved his steps cautiously. He suddenly ran forward a few steps, leaned against the wall, and at the same time threw out a Cruciatus Curse with his backhand.

Under the pressure of life and death, even though Rodolphus had not exercised for a long time, this series of movements was still completed in one go.

But there was nothing behind him, nothing unusual. The footsteps also disappeared, and only the other Death Eaters looked at him blankly.

“Rodolphus, what’s wrong with you?” Bellatrix asked impatiently.

“Let’s go, we are going to the next cell to spread the glory of the Dark Lord.”

“Didn’t you hear it?” Rodolphus said with a face full of disbelief, “That unusual sound just now, and that series of footsteps?”

“What’s the sound?” Dolokhov, who had looked towards the corridor at the same time as Rodolphus earlier, now looked confused.

“Didn’t we just finish killing someone and are preparing to go to the next cell? Have you been locked up for too long and have something wrong with your brain?”

“Yeah, there’s no sound.”

“Are you too excited because the Dark Lord is back?”

“You’re hallucinating murder, right? He’s really a loser.”

“…”

The Death Eaters in front of them did not open their mouths, but countless whispers suddenly began.

There was clearly a wall behind him, but Rodolphus took a few steps back, his eyes filled with fear.

He didn’t know which link was wrong. Everything looked normal, but it was not normal at all.

“You don’t really believe what they say, do you?” The voice that sounded before suddenly reappeared in Rodolphus’s ears.

“You obviously heard the sound, how could it be the hallucination they said? Do you believe it? Hehe, do you really believe it?”

Rodolphus felt a sharp dagger licking his neck and slowly sliding down along the line of his spine.

But the colleagues in front of him looked at him strangely, as if he was really making trouble unreasonably and going crazy.

And if he really stretched out his hand and touched back, he could only touch the solid wall and no trace of any living thing.

The lights at both ends of the corridor began to go out, one after another, rapidly extending towards the middle.

The Death Eaters were swallowed up by the darkness one by one, and never made a sound again, as if they had never appeared.

And the footsteps sounded again. Every time the lights went out, the footsteps sounded rhythmically and kept getting closer to him.

“Fluorescent… fluorescent flash!” Rodolphus waved his wand in fear, but no light emerged.

The darkness was still approaching, and Rodolphus yelled like crazy: “Low light!” “Low light!” “Low light!”

Still nothing happened, only the Death Eaters who looked at him as if they were crazy, and his favorite wife and brother, Bellatrix and Rabastan.

They didn’t seem to notice anything, they just thought they were crazy.

In the end, even Bellatrix was swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only the magic lamp above Rodolphus’s head.

“Show me the light! The fluorescent light is flashing, F…K, why don’t you light it up!” Rodolphus became more and more hysterical, with a cry in his voice.

Suddenly, the wand in his hand fell to the ground.

And the man in front of him, who was so thin that his ribs could be seen because he had been locked up in Azkaban for too long, knelt down directly, covered his face with his hands and cried loudly:

“Don’t leave me, no, Bella! Rabastan! Please, don’t leave me!”

A figure slowly appeared in front of Rodolphus.

Without having time to see who was in front of him, he rushed forward, hugged the figure’s thigh and cried loudly:

“Please help me! Spare me, everything is the Dark Lord’s order, it’s Bella’s idea, I don’t know anything…”

Looking at the incoherent man in front of him, the figure chuckled: “Then do you think I am?”

Rodolphus raised his head obediently and saw only a familiar face.

The expression on his face was suddenly wonderful, a mixture of fear, despair and disbelief.

Rodolphus stepped back repeatedly, hitting the wall and trying to keep retreating.

“Impossible!” he roared hoarsely, “Frank Longbottom! How could it be you? Aren’t you already crazy!”

“But it’s us, what should we do?” Another figure walked out of the darkness.

“Alice Longbottom!” Rodolphus’s voice was full of despair, and deathly silence enveloped the entire room.

“What a shame, we’re not Aurors now.” Frank sighed.

“Yes, this means that we don’t have to comply with the Auror’s requirements and can torture those damn Death Eaters at will.” Alice also shook her head, as if she was extremely regretful.

“Please…kill me, please, you can’t…”

Before Rodolphus could finish his words, Alice kicked him hard against the wall.

“Why can’t we?” Frank’s voice was calm and had no fluctuations. “When Alice was pregnant, didn’t you torture her in the same way?”

“I don’t like the Unforgivable Curse, and I don’t want to violate the morals in my heart. But who asked you to hurt my child?”

“Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!”

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…(End of chapter)