Chapter 1323 ? Were You Brave Just Now?

Later, Pansy entered the house with bags and bags bought from a nearby convenience store.

Li Ke, the little witch, almost noticed something was wrong. The Muggles walking around in the building were gone, and the guards in the corridor at the stairs were gone. After an armed wizard in uniform with a protective umbrella was looking down on the third floor, Pansy involuntarily clenched the things she was holding tightly, her heartbeat accelerated and she understood—Harris probably worried that she would be taken by Legilimency, so It was a pretense to tell her that they would act in the middle of the night. In fact, in order to avoid long nights and dreams and confidence in their strength, they did not plan to wait until night when the guards relaxed a little.

And Pansy is a person that Penelope specially confessed before the action. The umbrellas also knew that today's action was smooth because of the information from the little witch in front of them, so they didn't stop her in the slightest. Many people even nodded to her. After saying hello, a little witch with a dazed face came in and moved freely.

Pansy walked in slowly, her eyes swept over the corpses lying on the ground with their doors wide open. Those were the faces she was familiar with, and there were some faces who were still joking and greeting her kindly in the morning, and now they had turned into cold faces. dead body. Pansy's heart was beating against her eardrums - and she understood another misunderstanding, the Umbrellas were not Aurors, and they had absolutely no intention of arresting them.

But just a little stunned, Pan Xi stepped up the steps with heavy legs and stepped up the steps, gradually speeding up, and she went straight to Renault's house, worried about her father.

Then Pansy noticed Penello and Mother Wolf standing at the door of Renault's house. She ignored the practical professor and her teaching assistant who were greeting her, but looked in from the door of Renault's house—then she At a glance, I saw Elizabeth lying on the ground, her hands were straight forward, her head was turned to one side, revealing the wound on the back of her neck, her eyes were wide open, her pupils had already dilated, and her bluish cheeks were distorted. Evidently he had been greatly frightened before his death.

This made Pansy lean against the wall with his legs weak, and the things he bought in his hand rolled to the ground.

"She's still a child!" An old voice came from a door diagonally opposite, and an old Muggle lady with a green silk scarf wrapped around her head, a padded jacket and big-frame glasses came out tremblingly from inside. . As if her neck couldn't bear the weight of her head, yes, her head dropped to her chest, and she barely turned to Penello's direction, and a harsh voice sounded: "Officer! No matter what happened to this annoying family who walks and doesn't have long eyes What, you should be more gentle in law enforcement! But there are children here!"

"We will, ma'am, please go back to the police to handle the case first." Mother Wolf glanced at the Muggle old lady, her voice was cold.

The Muggle old lady raised her eyes hard and seemed to want to speak, but before she could speak, she heard a bang, the sound of the glass on her door shattering exploded in the ears of the Muggle old lady, and the glass shards scattered Flying - this made the old lady shrank her neck from the sudden sound. She didn't dare to say more, she lowered her head and decided to go back to the room to complain about the police's violent law enforcement. The old lady was trembling with her fists clenched in her chest back to his room.

Mother Wolf looked at the talented student in front of her. She knew from the information that there was a practice between these Death Eaters and the Parkinsons, and she sighed. A little injury, but don't worry, the doctor is treating you."

Hearing that her father was injured, Pansy didn't have time to say anything more, and nodded to Wolf Mother indiscriminately to express her gratitude. In fact, she had hardly seen a real dead person, and she stepped over Elizabeth on the ground with weak legs, and staggered to the ground. Entering the kitchen, he immediately saw his father's hunched body sitting on a wooden dining chair. There were no visible injuries on his body, but he seemed to have exhausted all his energy, his face was blue, and his lips were paralyzed without blood. on the chair.

The doctor was using his wand to cast spells on those scars of his--whether to remove them or to glue them together, I don't know.

The whole room still smelled of white moss,

This made Pansy, who didn't dare to disturb the information, more or less understand that the reason for his father's injury was because something went wrong when he disapparated and escaped.

Penello, who came in, didn't speak immediately. She was a little embarrassed about this accident—after all, she knew that Pansy had a good relationship with Emily, who would support her at home, and she was also considered to be in Hogg. Watts students…

So after waiting for the doctor to collect all the wands and replace them, the female professor walked over and kicked the student's boots to bring her back to her senses, then she raised her chin, "With the help of Mr. Parkinson , This operation to encircle and suppress the Death Eaters was a success, and the Ministry of Magic will reward your father who turned from darkness to light for providing us with information."

At this time, Pansy's pale face turned to Penello. She understood what Penello meant, just like Lucius. Since then, her father has been cleansed—but those distant relatives and friends of their family are the price.

Then the time went back to a few minutes ago, and he apparated from the stairwell on the top floor of the building to his master's room. Before he could stand still, the guard Stan yelled in panic.

"Master, it's not good, the umbrella..."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Stan's words were suddenly choked in his throat with fright—someone dared to sit on the sofa with his master shoulder to shoulder.

This person's hair is all white, and even his skin is unhealthy pale. Layers of raven feather shawls and black cloaks surround his shoulders, and the orbs inlaid on his body look like reptile pupils. They all turned around and stared at him as soon as he came in.

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This made Stan recognize the identity of the other party at once. The hairs on his back stood up instantly, and his whole body was as stiff as if a petrification spell had been cast—that was Alan Harris, and his hand was unexpectedly It hangs swaggeringly on the shoulders of the master.

"What do you want to yell, I didn't see any guests, and I don't have any manners!" Sitting on the sofa, Voldemort's body was so stiff that he looked awkward, he yelled angrily, and his handsome face was on fire. terrible.

Stan's mouth was half-opened in shock, and he suddenly realized that his master had been captured, and the matter was irreversible at this point, and the black mist that had not completely dissipated rose from his position again. .

From the corner of his eye, the young Voldemort noticed that Allen beside him turned his head to look at the guards. He opened his mouth suddenly, and a long thin flame burst out from his mouth. It became a ball of fire and burned towards Allen, and then his body shook, and the black mist replaced him, and he also launched Apparation to try to stay away from here.

Then almost instantly, the black mist in the room dissipated, and Stan felt that the corpse was softer than his buttocks. When his eyes returned, he found that he was also sitting on the sofa, just like the owner he had encountered in the same situation, on both sides of Harris, and this white man Alan Harris' hands on their shoulders.

Harris narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was watching a Quidditch game with two good brothers. And the Fierce Flame that Voldemort spit out in a hurry in the room just turned into a giant python. Allen tilted his head back, and with a long inhalation, the Fiendflame above his head turned into a thin long The rope pierced into Allen's nasal cavity, and soon disappeared without a trace. Only the hot air proved what happened just now.

Voldemort, who returned to a rigid sitting posture, had a gloomy face and did not speak.

"Are you brave just now?" Allen put down his arm on Stan, and a tissue on the table flew into his hand lightly. Allen pressed his nose with the tissue and blew delicately. "Never mind, I haven't trimmed my nose hair lately."