Chapter 538

Bellatrix was taken away by Maka, along with the suitcase that was the center of the whole escape. And the rest is only those Aurors who stare at the open space in a daze.

Kingsley walked away for a moment because just now he received a call from the other two teams.

"Boss, look at this --"

In a snowy forest on the outskirts of stevekey Town, the two Aurors who went to catch up with the death eaters have gathered here, and their harvest is "resting" on the small forest clearing in front of them.

Including the charred corpse found in the town and Yaxley who was cursed by a powerful coma, there were twelve Death Eaters sitting around a table in the space of the suitcase, no more and no less, all here.

But the ten death eaters who pretended to break through just now were a little strange. No, if you have to, the Aurors all feel that everything that has happened since this evening is very strange.

But at least, they didn't expect that they would find ten stone statues when they were going to hunt down criminals who fled everywhere! These stone statues have different shapes, either jumping or running. Each one is vivid, like a real person.

ok They are real people - after all, Auror, who is now standing here, is a professional who deals with black wizard cases. How can he not know that these death eaters are petrified?

However, the fact that the outlaws who fled to different directions were petrified by something unknown at almost the same time seems quite unacceptable.

"Hmm..." Kingsley picked his eyebrows and silently nodded. "In short, it's great to catch all of them. As long as the result is good, isn't it OK?"

"But --" a young Auror scratched his scalp, "boss, you said... We all came out of the mission with the belief that we would sacrifice at some time! Before today, if anyone told me I could take a walk, I would catch all the death eaters, and I would throw him into Azkaban! Isn't that a joke..."

"Do you want to continue to check, or go back to get the bonus?" another older old Auror asked with a smile.

"You're insulting me!" the young Auror stood on his neck and stared at the elder. "Wait! If the bonus is not enough to calm my blood, you'll wait for the treat! Three brooms and flowing Gold Rum in oak barrels!"

The old Aurora not only didn't get angry, but also nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, you will be a competent Auror in the future." he continued with a smile, "young man, you are very suitable for our way."

"Cough -" Kingsley couldn't see it anymore. He gave a dry cough, and then said solemnly, "in short, just report the scene situation as usual. As for whether the top will file a new case for investigation, it's not our business. Take them all and close the team!"

With a big wave of his hand, he immediately moved the phantom back to the place just now and continued to investigate the situation.

……

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

The dungeon, which can rarely be used, welcomed a new guest this time. Bellatrix was bound with her hands by the iron chain that Maka had personally enchanted. The magic in her body seemed to have completely disappeared. She was completely silent, not to mention any secret magic. Even the magic wave naturally emitted in her body had disappeared.

"Open your eyes! You're awake. There's no need to pretend you're unconscious."

In front of Bellatrix, who fell to the ground, Maka and Sirius stood there. Their faces are different, one calm and the other full of disgust. They represent two very different views of Death Eaters.

Some wizards hate death eaters, which disturb the magic world. Most of these people have been directly or indirectly affected by the emergence of Voldemort, and even some people have lost their relatives.

Some wizards don't feel much about them, which just reflects people's habits and positions in the world. Maybe that's why Voldemort can take advantage of it.

In fact, Maka should have belonged to the latter. It was only because of various opportunities that he had to stand on the opposite of Voldemort, rather than being an ordinary spectator.

Under Marka's advice, Bellatrix no longer installed it. She suddenly opened her eyes, got up and stared at Maka with a cold expression, but soon turned her eyes to Sirius again.

Just as Sirius disliked his cousin, Bellatrix was equally indifferent to this "shame of pure blood" cousin. If possible, she would even get rid of it at the right time.

Basically, Sirius is indeed a very typical "family misfortune". As a descendant of a pure blood wizard family, he is also the last man of black's surname. He is obviously an unqualified family heir as a non pure blood theorist.

"Sirius," Maka suddenly turned her head and said subtly, "I think the sisters in the United States are actually good. Why don't you choose one to see everywhere at some time?"

"What are you talking about?" Sirius asked dryly.

Maka shrugged and handed him a "do it yourself" expression. While Sirius and Bellatrix were puzzled by his words, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the latter.

"Bellatrix!"

It's often easy to scare others with a cold drink. Even if the other party's nerve is relatively large, it will subconsciously attract the other party's attention and sight at least for a moment.

At the moment when their eyes met, Maka skillfully cast a silent God taking mantra.

The time of reading memory is fleeting, and the flow of thinking is usually faster than ordinary people think. Just a few seconds later, Maka had moved away from his sight.

"What? What the hell are they doing?" Sirius asked, ignoring the anger on Bellatrix's face.

But Maka seemed hesitant. He glanced at the crazy woman sitting on the cold ground in front of him in surprise, opened his mouth and made no sound.

"What's the matter?" Sirius frowned.

Maka shook her head. He didn't know what to say, let alone whether to say it or not.

"Unexpectedly," Marca thought deeply for a while, and then looked at Bellatrix again. "If I didn't go today, I'm afraid no one would know about it? But is it really good for you to do so?"

Of course Bellatrix heard Maka's words, but she didn't seem to hear them. She didn't say a word. She just looked at Maka steadily, with anger still on her face, and even a faint trace of the usual madness.

Sirius looked back and forth at them, as if they were playing riddles, and he was confused. But after so many things, he still respects Maka's choice. If the other party doesn't say, he can't ask again.

"Bellatrix," Marca said again after seeing that she didn't speak. "I can't say it, but I have to take what you left there. I'll ask you here, because after all, you believe, you know, you have only one choice."

Bellatrix finally had a reaction other than glare when she heard Maka say these words. Her expression changed slightly and a trace of complexity flashed through Maka's eyes.

"... you have made it so clear. Do I have any other choice?"

At this time, her voice seemed a little hoarse, and there was a sense of pain that was rare in her. The crazy witch who always enjoyed torturing people would show such a look. At least Sirius was completely stunned.

"You'll be glad of your decision today," Marca nodded and said.

……

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

"Sarah?" a man's voice sounded from the second floor. The voice was clear and sunny. "Is Sarah you? Didn't you just go to the convenience store to buy candy? Why did you come back so late?"

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

"What? What baby? What the hell are you --"

With a "thump thump thump" sound downstairs, a handsome young man came downstairs like a gust of wind, and then stopped in amazement.

"Child? Where did you get it?" he said in amazement.

"What's' where did you get it '?" Sarah white glanced at her newly married husband. "Are you confused? This is Delphi of our family! I told you not to go to sea at night. Look, it's dark. You don't even know your own daughter!"

"You -- you --"

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

"It seems that I really shouldn't go fishing at night," he said, gnashing his teeth. "Good! Very good! Very good!"

As the young and handsome man cheered, the child in Sarah's arms suddenly burst into tears, and the clear voice resounded through the whole living room. On the child's neck, a silver necklace flashed a purple black streamer.