Chapter 1059 Leaving Hogwarts

"Okay, Potter, now there are only two of us here." Taffel sat elegantly on the chair, his legs folded together, one hand holding the wand and pointing it at Harry.

With a slight lift, Harry immediately felt his body stand up uncontrollably. He could not do anything. A pair of invisible hands just pinched his throat, which made him breathless.

"Very good, Potter, that's it, that's the expression. Let me see what the guy who was lucky enough to escape from the Dark Lord can do."

"Dark...Dark Lord...Are you...Death Eater?" Harry said reflexively. The title of Dark Lord is only called by Death Eaters, just like Professor Snape...

Well, this doesn't seem to be appropriate, and this is exactly the point that Harry has always rejected Snape. Of course, it is not guaranteed that Harry is obsessed with the title of Voldemort given by Snape because he hates Snape.

Now it seems that Lucius seems to be more suitable, and Taffel seems to be very close to Draco.

"You can still speak." Taffel smiled with his lips pursed, and many wrinkles appeared on his young face in an instant.

As if realizing something terrible, Taffel almost gave up his control over Harry and took out a bottle of potion from his pocket.

This looked like the fake Moody, but Harry didn't have time to think so much. As soon as he landed, Harry ran out of the room like crazy, but it didn't work. In less than two seconds, Harry fell to the ground again, accompanied by the kind of crazy pain.

This is how the Longbottoms ended up having to spend their days in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic.

"You really don't give up. I thought you would learn to be smarter. It seems that Dumbledore chose the wrong person. Between you and the other kid, you are obviously the one who was abandoned."

Harry couldn't think at all. The piercing pain made his brain almost numb.

Of course, if numbness could avoid this kind of pain, Harry would be happy, but the pain of the Cruciatus Curse is destined to be something that cannot be solved by endurance. Wave after wave, piercing Harry's soul, each time is a new pain...

"How is it, Potter?" Taffel said with a smile, "Where are your friends, your godfather, and Dumbledore? It seems that no one can save you now, Potter, is that right, am I right?"

"Better than you...better...better..." Harry gritted his teeth and squeezed out one word at a time.

"What did you say? Potter, sorry, I didn't hear it clearly, or what did you want to say to me?"

"You...you...don't even think about it..." Harry said, his body curled up on the ground and then stretched out, veins appeared on his arms, his scars turned bright red, bringing Harry a burning pain that was no less than the fire of the Cruciatus Curse.

"What's wrong, Potter, feeling pain?"

Harry didn't speak, just clenched his teeth, but this didn't make him feel any better, the pain became more and more clear.

Really... Damn it...

...

Harry felt a little dizzy, and a strong sense of dizziness swept over him, almost making him fall into darkness.

Harry tried hard to stand up, but suddenly, Harry felt his hands tied tightly together...

"Here is the dungeon..." Harry was a little confused. He had been to the dungeon of Hogwarts, but it was not so dark there...

Where is this?

Waves of stabbing pain hit Harry's brain, which made his memory a little confused. Just when Harry was about to call Ron, a voice immediately stopped Harry's stupid behavior.

"It's useless, we must have that boy..." A deep male voice came over.

"Then take him over and press his hands on that damn shelf." This was a woman's voice that sounded a little hoarse, "Lucius, you said that guy Taffel had brought him here."

"Yes, according to the Dark Lord's orders." Lucius's smooth voice sounded, and Harry's heart tightened.

"We must hurry up, they will soon find out that Potter is missing." Another male voice sounded.

"Useless coward, are you afraid?" the woman laughed.

"No one will not be afraid when facing Dumbledore..." the man whispered, facing Dumbledore...

"According to the intelligence we have obtained, Dumbledore is not in the UK now. In fact, the main force of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not here, so we really need to hurry up. Rookwood, as long as Potter goes over, he can take that thing down," Malfoy said slowly, "or does he have to volunteer to get that thing?"

"No need to volunteer, anyone who is involved can take it down from the shelf without suffering any torture or obstruction."

Harry has heard this voice before, he is August Rookwood, the Death Eater who escaped from Azkaban.

Harry's blood suddenly turned cold, the matter was clear, he was kidnapped from the school by Malfoy and a group of Death Eaters.

This is...

Harry suddenly remembered, the stinging pain, he was tortured by the woman in the Ministry of Magic, Tuffell, the woman called Voldemort the Dark Lord, she was a Death Eater...

Yes, she was a Death Eater, and then, she fainted, and then through his identity, she was sent to Malfoy by Taffel... through the Floo powder...

Yes, only the fireplace in the Ministry of Magic was not monitored by the means left by Umbridge.

From what they said, these Death Eaters tied him here mainly to ask him to take something from a certain shelf.

Yes, that thing was behind that door, something Voldemort couldn't wait to need.

What is it, could it be some terrible weapon?

Harry didn't dare to imagine it, or as Vanlin said, a prophecy ball, with a prophecy about how to destroy the Dark Lord, and the other end of the prophecy was connected to his body.

It should be like this...

But...

Harry's brain couldn't react, so what should he do now?

What can he do in the face of a dozen or perhaps more fully armed Death Eaters?

His wand is gone, even if the wand is still in his hand, I'm afraid he can't do anything.

Fortunately, the other party did not seem to intend to hurt him, but to take him to the Department of Mysteries to get something, a prophecy, or a weapon, or both...

Harry closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be unconscious, wanting to hear what they said next.

In the current situation, relying on others to rescue him seems to be the only way out. He didn't know how long it had been since he was taken away from Hogwarts, but as long as he held on, the school and the Order of the Phoenix would definitely find something unusual.

For example... For example...

Oh damn, Ron was caught, Harry thought with some annoyance, being locked up in the dungeon by that woman Tuffell, and Professor McGonagall was still receiving treatment at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Wizardry. There was nothing worse than this.

And...

By the way, there was Hermione, he had notified Hermione, the Ministry of Magic...

Harry suddenly thought of Snape, they knew him... and, they...

But Lucius said that the main force of the Order of the Phoenix was not in the UK, Dumbledore had also left, and the current Hogwarts was extremely empty, and there was no power to rescue him at all.

So, he would die? (To be continued)