Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Bellatrix was taken away by Maca, and with them was the suitcase that was the center of the entire escape. And the only ones left were the Aurors staring at the empty space in a daze.

Kingsley walked away temporarily, because just now, he received calls from the other two teams.

Boss, look at this—

Just in a snowy forest on the outskirts of Stewkey Town, the two Auror teams who went to chase the Death Eaters had already gathered here, and their harvest was the day laid in front of them. In a small glade.

Including the charred corpse found in the town and Yaxley who had been under the powerful stun spell, the twelve Death Eaters who sat around a table in the space of the suitcase before, no one more and no less , it's all here.

It's just that the ten Death Eaters who they found just now pretending to break out of the siege were a little strange. No, if I had to say it, the Aurors all felt that everything that happened since this evening was very strange.

But at least, they never expected that they would find ten stone statues when they were going to hunt down the fleeing criminals! These stone statues are of different shapes, some jump or run, and each one is alive and vivid like a real person.

Ok! They were real people—after all, those standing here are all Aurors who deal with dark wizard cases by profession, so how could they not know that these Death Eaters were petrified?

However, the fact that the desperadoes who fled to different directions were all petrified by something at almost the same time, this fact is quite unacceptable.

Hmm... Kingsley raised his eyebrows, then nodded silently, In short, it's a great achievement to catch all of them without missing a single one. As long as the result is good, isn't that all right?

But— a young Auror scratched his scalp and said, Boss, you said... We all set out on missions with the belief that we will sacrifice at some point! Before today, If someone tells me I can catch all the Death Eaters in just one walk, I'll throw him into Azkaban! Isn't this a joke...

Then do you want to continue the investigation, or go back to claim the bonus with peace of mind? Another older Auror asked with a smile.

You are insulting me! The young Auror cocked his neck and glared at the senior, You wait! If the bonus is not enough to calm my blood, you can wait to treat me! Three Broomsticks , the golden rum in oak barrels!

The old Auror was not only not angry when he heard that, but also nodded with satisfaction.

Well, you will definitely be a competent Auror in the future. He continued with a smile, Young man, you are very suitable to take our path.

Ahem—— Kingsley couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed dryly, and then said solemnly, In short, just report the situation on the scene as usual, and whether the higher-ups will reopen the case for investigation is beyond our control. It's over. Take them all and close the team!

After all, he waved his hand, and then he apparated back to the spot just now to continue investigating the situation.

...

On the other side, the basement of Black's old house.

The dungeon, which is rarely used, has a new guest this time. Bellatrix's hands were bound by the iron chain that Maca personally cast magic on. The magic power in her body seemed to have completely disappeared, and she was completely silent. All have disappeared.

Open your eyes! You are already awake, there is no need to pretend that you are unconscious.

In front of the fallen Bellatrix, Maca and Sirius stood there. The expressions of the two of them are different, one is calm and the other is full of disgust, and they represent two completely different views of Death Eaters.

Some wizards hate Death Eaters, the moths that disrupt the magic world. Most of these people have been directly or indirectly affected by the bad influence of Voldemort's appearance,

Some even lost relatives and family members.

However, some wizards don't have much feeling for them, which just reflects people's habits and standpoints in life that have nothing to do with themselves and don't bother themselves. Perhaps it is because of this that Voldemort will be given an opportunity.

In fact, Maca should have been in the latter category. It's just because of various opportunities that he had to stand on the opposite side of Voldemort, instead of standing aside and being an ordinary theatergoer.

Under Maca's provocation, Bellatrix no longer pretended. She opened her eyes suddenly, stood up and stared at Maca with a gloomy expression, but soon turned her gaze to Sirius again.

Just as Sirius loathed his cousin, so Bellatrix looked down on this pure-blood shame cousin. If possible, she will even kill it at an opportune moment.

Fundamentally speaking, Sirius is indeed a very typical family misfortune. As a descendant of a pure-blood wizard family and also the last male with the surname Black, he, who is not a pure-blood, is obviously an unqualified heir to the family.

Sirius, Maca suddenly turned his head and said with a delicate expression, I think the pair of sisters in the United States are actually pretty good, why don't you find a time to pick one and look around?

What are you talking about? Sirius asked dryly with a twitch in the corner of his mouth.

Maca shrugged and handed him a you can figure it out expression. Just when Sirius and Bellatrix were puzzled by his words for a moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the latter.

Bellatrix!

A loud shout out of nowhere often scares others easily. Even if the other party's nerves are relatively strong, at least for a moment, they will subconsciously attract the other party's attention and sight.

And the moment the eyes of the two met, Maca skillfully cast a silent incantation of Legilimency.

The time to read memory is fleeting, and the flow of thinking is usually faster than ordinary people imagine. Only a few seconds passed, and Maca had already moved his sight away.

How? What the hell are they doing? Sirius hurriedly asked, regardless of the anger on Bellatrix's face.

But Maca seemed a little hesitant. He glanced at the crazy woman sitting on the cold ground in front of him with a surprised expression, and opened his mouth without making a sound.

What happened? Sirius frowned.

Maca shook his head, he didn't know what to say, let alone whether to say it.

Unexpectedly, Maca pondered for a while, and then looked at Bellatrix again, If I didn't go today, no one would know about this matter, right? But if you do this, Is it really good?

Of course Bellatrix heard what Maca said, but she didn't seem to hear it, and didn't say a word. She just stared at Maca, with anger still on her face, and even a hint of the usual madness.

Sirius looked back and forth between the two of them, as if he thought the two were playing charades, which confused him. But after going through so many things, he still respects Maca's choice. If the other party didn't say anything, he wouldn't be able to keep asking.

Bellatrix. Seeing that she didn't speak, Maca weighed it in her heart again, and then said again, I don't need to tell you about this, but I have to get what you left there. Let's go. Let me ask you a question here, because after all, you are... I believe you understand, you have only one choice.

After hearing what Maca said, Bellatrix finally had a reaction other than glaring. She saw a slight change in her expression, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes looking at Maca.

...You have made it so clear, do I have any other choice?

At this time, her voice seemed a little hoarse, and she also carried a sense of pain that was rarely seen in her body. This crazy witch who always took pleasure in torturing people would show such an expression, at least Sirius, who was watching from the side, was completely stunned.

You will be grateful for your decision today. Maca nodded and said so.

...

At the same time that Sirius felt completely bewildered by the scene in front of him, in the small town of Wells on the coast of Norfolk, a young Muggle woman was opening the door of her house and walking in.

Sarah? A male voice sounded from the second floor, his voice was clear and sunny, Is that you, Sarah? Didn't you just go to the convenience store to buy candies? Why did you come back so late?

Candy? What are you talking about, honey? The young woman named Sarah wondered, I'm going to take our baby for a walk! Look, how happy is she?

What? What baby? What the hell are you—

Following the sound of thump thump going downstairs, a rather handsome young man went downstairs like a gust of wind, and then stopped in shock with a face full of surprise.

Child? Where did you get it from? He asked in amazement.

What 'where did you get it'? Sarah rolled her eyes at her newlywed husband, Are you sleepy? This is our Delphi! Don't go out to sea at night, look, sleep well It's so dark that I don't even know my own daughter!

you you--

The young man's face changed for a while. After jumping out several you in a row, he seemed to understand something, his eyes widened.

It seems that I really shouldn't go fishing at night, he said through gritted teeth, Okay! Very good! It's really good!

When the young and handsome man repeatedly applauded, the child in Sarah's arms suddenly burst into tears, and the clear voice resounded throughout the living room. And around the child's neck, a string of silver necklaces faintly flashed a purple-black streamer.