Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Little Hangleton Village, Riddle House.

“… Lord, Master, that’s the way it is.”

“That is, McLorne didn’t take the prophecy? Is it still in the prophecy hall?”

“Yes Master鈥︹€?#8221;

“hmph, I know… you did a good job this time…”

Lucius stood uncomfortably at the long table and answered Voldemort’s question in a trembling voice.

On the other hand, Voldemort is still sitting at the end of the long table, and the face of Gloomy shows that he is not in a good mood now.

Compared to the period when Marx was still there, the number of Death Eaters in Riddle House is now much smaller, because many people were arrested at the audiovisual meeting last time.

Azkaban has also stepped up its vigilance, with the exception of the small part that Voldemort had previously earned, that other dementors were confined to the small island where Azkaban Prison was located.

After the jailbreak incident that Marx set off, the Ministry of Magic also took a lot of effort, but now it seems that these efforts are still very worthwhile.

The forces that Voldemort has gathered are not much easier to develop than the Order of the Phoenix.

At this moment, still on the long stripe conference table, there are dozens of dark wizards sitting sparingly. They are arrogant and they are suffering from a lot of pressure here.

Some of these pressures come from angry Voldemort, while others are powerful resistance from the Order of the Phoenix.

鈥淎ll in all, this action is fruitful 鈥?now, the strength of that McLorne will inevitably drop dramatically, and we are one step closer to that common ideal!鈥?/p>

“…Speaking well, are you not hurt yourself?”

In the past, whenever Voldemort spoke, no one would dare to interrupt, let alone make a statement.

But now, there is always someone who will always pour a cold water at this critical moment.

“…” Voldemort’s eyes were pumping, and the blue veins on the temples were slightly beating. Obviously, he was angering. “Mr. Blois, please don’t just plug in?”

In front of the window next to the conference table, a noble middle-aged man sat with his legs crossed, his eyes always on the landscape outside the window.

“Since I promised to help you once, I naturally need to consider the gains and losses,” he said coldly. “If possible, the easier it is, the better. The resources of the Blois family are not wasted.” 鈥?/p>

“hmph!” Voldemort coldly snorted, dissatisfied with the tunnel, “How about that, the transaction is a transaction.”

“If you are dead, isn’t the deal gone?” Mr. Blois said, looking back and glaring at him. “Let me see, your injury is not simple…”

“…Compared with the power of your ‘borrowing’, I am more interested in the other wizard.”

“Then you are not as good -“

Voldemort was mixed with angry words, and when he said half of it, he went back.

This suddenly coming out of the wizard has become one of his important cards. He doesn’t want to push it to his opposite side because of his impulsive impulse.

The situation at the moment is already bad enough. If you add such a powerful wizard with an ancient inheritance to make an opponent, then he might as well admit defeat.

“Okay, Mr. Blois.” Voldemort deeped aok a deep breath. “I will try my best to get the advantage. This is what I have been doing.”

鈥淭hat’s good,鈥?Mr. Blois said slightly nodded. 鈥淏y the way, it reminds you that the injury you are most likely related to the ancient magic.鈥?/p>

Voldemort subconsciously touched his lower back, where he was constantly chilling out, and even the chair he was sitting on had a layer of hoarfrost.

His current body is completely condensed by the power of the monument from the enchantment, but the light column that Marx emits can be affected by even non-physical energy.

Now, in addition to limiting the “cold” to no longer spread, he still did not think of any way to get rid of it.

This sneak attack can actually be said to be the result of a bone suffer.

“At least this time, his injury is definitely much worse than mine.” Voldemort’s handsome face showed a sneer, but then became more gloomy.

At the last moment, he was almost thrown into the weird arch.

When he was only a few inches away from the black curtain, he even heard some inexplicable whispers, and passed through the rumors into his ears.

That stuff is very dangerous! Absolutely dangerous! If it is not necessary, he does not want to be close to that place in his life.

“Lucius…”

“the host?”

鈥淚 remember, is your son going to school at Hogwarts? Is it in Slytherin house?鈥?/p>

“Oh… yes, yes, master.”

“The next one he brought, I want to have dinner with him.”

“Master, this… my son is too young, he probably won’t be able to use anything -“

“en?”

“No… ah, yes, yes, I understand, Master.”

“Let’s understand, go back first! The Ministry of Magic has to worry about it…”

“This, this is my honor, master…”

鈥︹€?/p>

Black old house, the innermost bedroom on the left side of the second floor. Tia was shrinking on the table by the window, staring blankly at the square outside the window glass.

Probably because of the recent frequent trips to the bath when no one is in the morning, her whole person seems to be much cleaner than before.

The smooth black long hair was tied loosely by her, and then she rested on her shoulders casually.

Wearing a set of mousse that Mrs. Weasley walked through when he was young – it looks a little short, but as long as he doesn’t see anyone, he can actually make it.

In this lazy dress, her face, which has no features, looks more and more unremarkable at this time. It is the kind of appearance that is hard to notice when it is thrown into the street.

She has been in this bedroom since she was forced into the house by the dark skin wizard.

At first she was actually imprisoned here, but she stayed here for a long time, and she didn’t want to go out.

For Tia, it鈥檚 better than any place she鈥檚 ever stayed in 鈥?no need to see people, no need to talk, no beating, being bullied, and having food every day.

If something is still lingering in her mind, she really wants to live here for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Tia pulled out a silver pendant from her collar and glanced at the top of the pendant. With the “鍜斿棐” a light sound, the pendant automatically popped the flip to reveal the small photo inside.

This is an ordinary muggle photo. The man and the woman on the top smile and cuddle together and look very happy.

Behind the pair of men and women is a river that is not shocked; in the distance, next to the man’s head, you can still see a row of low-rise buildings.

It is worth mentioning that there is a strange black pillar that is thick and long, and there is quite a crane in a flock of chickens in that row of buildings.

Tia looked at the photo in the pendant, and reached out to touch it with a finger, but she finally shrank and took it back.

“Hey.”

At the time of Tia’s blasphemy, two door-to-door knocks were suddenly heard at the door of the bedroom.

Tiya shook the hand with the pendant, then immediately rushed the pendant back into the collar and looked nervously at the door.

“Miss Tia, it is me, Lena.”

It鈥檚 very easy to get along with Lena. Even Tia thinks the same way 鈥?Lena doesn鈥檛 like to talk much, but she can quickly understand your intentions and make a short and appropriate response.

And most importantly, Lena is very good at keeping people away.

This is a kind of redemption for Tia who sees anyone who is uneasy.

Tia climbed out of bed gently, dressed in slippers and hurried to the front of the door, then pouted to open the door of the bedroom.

Lena walked into the room with a tray, silently placed it on the table next to her, then packed the finished lunch tableware and walked quietly outside the door.

From the beginning to the end, she did not say a word, even did not even look at Tia. But her behavior does not leave an impolite impression, because her every move seems to be so peaceful and natural.

“…thank you, thank you.”

Since entering here, Tia has been the first to talk to others.

Lena gently turned her head back at the door. She didn’t open her mouth, but gave a slight gift to Tia, and then she silently took the door.

Tia looked at the closed door and stayed for a while, then walked to the table where the dinner was placed.

“Yeah-“

Just as she had just sat down and took the fork in her hand, a scream of miserable screams came down from the downstairs, scaring her into a tremble, and the fork in her hand almost fell into the soup bowl.

However, it is surprising that she did not huddle as usual, fearing to tremble.

In fact, it was all because she had lived here for a while, and it was already a bit accustomed to the horrible scream.

Don’t ask, it must be Sirius’s mother who was woken up again!

This old house has always been very lively. In this regard, Tia is actually very uncomfortable. Even so, life here is enough to satisfy her compared to other places.

Regaining the fork, Tia carefully forked a piece of baked potato and stuffed it into her mouth.

Only at every meal, she will show a sweet smile. Whether the food is delicious, or the shabby black bread, as long as it can fill the stomach, it will make her satisfied.

Those who have not experienced a long-term unsatisfied life can never truly appreciate this supreme sense of happiness.