Chapter 958 ? Then I Will Shout Louder

After returning to the room, Lucius closed the door and put on an ear-closing spell again. When he faced Rudolphs, he seemed to have lost the ability to organize words for a moment. He walked to the table silently and depressingly. The replica of the Hand of Kerner and the jug of spirits were placed on the table.

Rudolphs' deep-set eyes swept over Lucius' cheeks, and he walked towards the table. He seemed to be stepping on Lucius' heart every step of the way. The silence and oppression of the stone room made Lucius want to cast a magic spell at ordinary times. Curse, beat everything to pieces.

"Crabbe brought us a bottle of spirits after knowing the master's intentions? It's as stupid as when I was a child..." Rudolphs picked up the magic prosthesis, his eyes fell on the joint on the arm, and he paused for a while, He turned around and said in an unexpectedly calm tone, "Lucius, I need your help."

Lucius frowned, his lips were tightly pressed together, he raised his head and lowered it several times, hesitant to speak, and he didn't know how to say it, his brows were full of distress and guilt—his original intention was to request The Dark Lord installed a hand like Bella's for Rudolphs, but he didn't expect that his good intentions would do bad things.

Seeing Lucius' hesitation, Rudolphs stretched out his only remaining half of his arm, and said firmly, "Lucius, you'll be fine, come and help me."

"Rudolphus," Lucius said heavily, "you have to cut off a part of your arm before you can put it back on... and you have to use the Cruciatus Curse..." Lucius couldn't go on, he couldn't imagine Rudolph the pain he was about to suffer.

"Isn't that what you found for me? You and my brother Rabastan are so stupid..." Rudolphs finished his sarcasm, then sighed softly, "We can't refuse...Lucius, and this will indeed make me stronger .”

Rudolphs' voice made Lucius very worried. Judging from the current situation, he really had no room to refuse. This arm was made by the Dark Lord, and the Cruciatus Curse was obviously left by the Dark Lord on purpose for Rudolphs as his arm. the trial...

After a while of silence, Lucius turned his pale pointed face to one side, mustered up the courage to speak out his inner thoughts in a low voice: "Rudolphus, wait until I call Sissy over, let's run away... let's seek refuge Harris, he told me that if I am in danger, I don't need to continue to lurk..."

"What? Are you planning to drag me out now? Like that liar did?" Rudolphs first raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then laughed out full of sarcasm, "Ha! If the master knows that you are Spy, aren't you afraid that your master will take revenge?"

"Rudolphs, listen to me, Alan Harris has a different personality from the master, and he is also very successful in alchemy. I will ask him, and he will ensure our safety! He will definitely do it for you A better prosthetic..." Lucius said eagerly, "It's not just for the safety of Sissy and the others that I turn to him... You know they have taken control of the Ministry of Magic one after another, and drove away the master and Dumbledore. He used conspiracy but his personal strength is so strong at a young age... His personal potential is unlimited... Not to mention that there is a god standing behind Allen... Harris has Ms. Ravenclaw as a backer behind him. I grew up so much last year at the Ministry of Magic...you know how smart my father is! Before he died, he asked me to follow in Harris' footsteps, and my father said they would be the last one to win..."

"Are you sure that he can still guarantee your safety after you lose your value?" Rudolphs dismissed Lucius' words, "You know who their old boss is, but I don't know the style of the first one. ?Lucius, you are so naive, you have to guarantee your value before he can be valued by him..."

"At least he behaves completely differently now! Rudolphs! Alan Harris has reminded me many times and suggested that I can give up the task here at any time. He will ensure the safety of my family!" Lucius maintained an elegant and decent posture The lower emotions also began to be exposed eagerly,

"If we go and beg him..."

"Please? Lucius! Where's your self-esteem?! What qualifications do these outsiders have to lead Lestrange?!" Rudolphs's eyes were bright, his head was raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling even more. Like a mockery, he snorted coldly, "Speaking of which, Lestrange and Ravenclaw can be regarded as distant relatives. The emblem of our family is a raven, and Ravenclaw...is just a raven's claw."

"Rudolphus, isn't the master an idiot now..." Lucius realized that he was a little unscrupulous when he was in a hurry, and he didn't dare to finish his words under the fear caused by the Dark Lord for many years, but it also made him feel uncomfortable. I was a little angry, "As long as you can live, the living will not care what the dead think! Since you are proud of your family, you should understand that what is important is not your personal glory! It is the continuation of the family! Do you understand? ?!"

"Idiot! My allegiance was never to him! Lucius, it's Bellatrix Black Lestrange! Don't instill in me what your father taught you!" Rudolphs He also roared angrily, and then realized that he had lost his composure, he straightened his collar with one hand, "When you love someone, you have to trust her, there is no other way, you have to hand over the key to control everything in your life Give it to her, otherwise what's the point?"

"But she didn't give you the key..." Seeing that Rudolphs had stretched out his arm, Lucius said no more. He could only draw out his wand, pointing tremblingly at his amputated arm: "Snape used to Taught me a spell, soon, bear with it."

Rudolphs nodded, and gestured the replica of Vecna's hand on his arm so that Lucius could find the position—then stopped suddenly, got up and waved his wand to cancel the earplug spell, and sat down again back.

"Master won't be happy if he can't hear my voice..."

Lucius' voice seemed to come out of his lips, his eyes fixed on Rudolphs: "It will hurt."

Rudolphs pursed his lips lightly, his eyes were determined, and his tone remained unchanged: "Then I will shout."

Lucius' usually indifferent and proud gray-blue eyes were full of worry, his brows were frowned into a zigzag shape, and he secretly measured his position, looking at the strong black magic aura at the excuse of the prosthetic limb: "Cruciatus Curse Touching the wound of the severed arm will hurt very much..."

"Then I'll shout louder!" Rudolphs insisted, his eyes were as deep as the black lake of Hogwarts, and Lucius, who looked at him resolutely with tears in his head, nodded.

"Shenfeng Wuying..."

"Ugh!!!"

On the other side of the underground base, in the more independent and luxurious room that Bellatrix had obtained since her pregnancy, the distorted and painful screams from outside the door stopped the two sisters of the Black family from talking.

"Then who is screaming?!" Narcissa frowned, her pale cheeks were devoid of blood, and after living here for so long, it was still difficult for her to adapt to this painful and oppressive atmosphere.

"Rudolphus." Bellatrix picked up a grape from the fruit plate, threw it into the mouth, twitched her facial muscles a few times, raised her eyebrows and mocked, "Ha, I've never heard of him before. It's such a miserable cry."

"Why is he screaming so loudly..." Narcissa asked uneasily, at this moment only Rudolphs' shrill scream was heard louder and louder.

"I suggest that the master make the prosthetic limb made for him longer." Bellatrix laughed, and raised her toes triumphantly. "He has to cut off some excess parts to fit it~"