harry potter book of crimes

Bellatrix was taken away by Maka, and with them left was the suitcase that was the centerpiece of the entire prison escape incident. The only ones left were the Aurors who stared at the empty space in a daze.

.

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

"Boss, look at this -"

In a snow forest on the outskirts of Stepki Town, the two Auror teams that had gone to chase the Death Eaters had gathered here, and their harvest was "laying" in front of them.

A small forest clearing.

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

, it’s all here.

It's just that the ten Death Eaters they found who were pretending to break out of the encirclement just now are a bit strange. No, if you must say it, the Aurors all feel that everything that happened since this evening is very strange.

But at least, they never expected that when they were going to hunt down the fleeing criminals, they would find ten stone statues! These stone statues were of different shapes, either jumping or running, and each one was as vivid as a real person.

Okay! They are real people - after all, the people standing here now are all Aurors who deal with dark wizard cases. How could they not know that these Death Eaters have been petrified?

However, the fact that the desperadoes who were clearly fleeing to different directions were all petrified by something unknown at almost the same time seemed quite unacceptable.

"Well..." Kingsley raised his eyebrows, then nodded silently, "In short, it is a great achievement to catch them all without missing a beat. As long as the result is good, then that's fine, isn't it?"

"But -" a young Auror scratched his scalp and said, "Boss, you said... we all go on missions with the belief that we will sacrifice ourselves before we know when! Before today,

If anyone told me that I could take a walk and catch all the Death Eaters, I would have thrown him into Azkaban! Isn't this a joke..."

"Then do you want to continue the investigation, or go back and collect the bonus in peace?" Another older Auror asked with a smile.

"You are insulting me!" The young Auror frowned and glared at the senior, "Just wait! If the bonus is not enough to quell my passion, just wait for a treat! The Three Broomsticks

, golden rum in oak barrels!”

When the old Auror heard this, not only was he not angry, he even 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 for our path."

"Ahem -" Kingsley couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed dryly, and then said seriously, "In short, just report the scene situation as usual. As for whether the superiors will reopen the case for investigation, it is not our control.

It’s over. Take them all and close the team!”

After that, he waved his hand and then apparated back to the previous location to continue investigating the situation.

…

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

The dungeon, which is rarely put to use, welcomed a new guest this time. Bellatrix was bound by iron chains magically cast by Maka herself, and the magic power in her body seemed to have completely disappeared.

There was complete silence, not to mention any secret magic, even the fluctuations of magic power naturally emitted from the body had disappeared.

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

In front of Bellatrix who fell to the ground, Maka and Sirius stood there. The two of them had different expressions, one was calm and the other was full of disgust. What they represented was the people.

Two very different views of Death Eaters.

Some wizards deeply hate Death Eaters, the worms that disrupt the magical world. Most of these people have been directly or indirectly affected by the bad influence of Voldemort's appearance, and some of them have even lost their relatives and family members.

However, some wizards don't have much feeling for them, which just reflects people's habit and attitude of not caring about their own affairs. Perhaps it is because of this that it gives Voldemort an opportunity to take advantage of them.

In fact, Maka should have belonged to the latter. It was just that due to various different opportunities, he had to stand on the opposite side of Voldemort, instead of just standing aside and being an ordinary spectator.

Under Maka's suggestion, Bellatrix could no longer pretend. She opened her eyes suddenly, got up and stared at Maka with a cold expression, but soon her gaze returned to her.

Turned to Sirius.

Just as Sirius hates his cousin, Bellatrix also dislikes this "pure-blood shame" cousin. If possible, she will even get rid of him at the right time.

And then quickly.

Fundamentally speaking, Sirius is indeed a very typical "family misfortune". As a descendant of a pure-blood wizard family and the last male with the surname Black, he is obviously not a pure-blood person.

Qualified family heir.

"Sirius," Maka suddenly turned her head and said with a subtle expression, "I think the sisters in the United States are actually pretty good. How about you find time to pick one and watch them first?"

"What are you talking about?" Sirius asked dryly, twitching the corner of his mouth.

Maka shrugged her shoulders and gave him a "you can figure it out yourself" expression. Just when Sirius and Bellatrix were both puzzled by his words, he suddenly turned his head and looked at

The latter looked at it.

"Bellatrix!"

A sudden loud shout can often easily scare others. Even if the other person is more nervous, at least they will subconsciously attract their attention and sight for a moment.

And the moment the two people's eyes met, Maka skillfully cast a silent Legilimency spell.

The time to read the memory is fleeting, and the flow of thoughts is usually faster than ordinary people imagine. Just a few seconds passed, and Maka had already moved his eyes away.

"How is it? What are they doing?" Sirius asked hurriedly, ignoring the anger on Bellatrix's face.

But Maka seemed a little hesitant. He glanced at the crazy woman sitting on the cold ground in front of him with a surprised look, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

"What happened?" Sirius frowned.

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

"I didn't expect," Maka pondered for a while, then looked at Bellatrix again, "If I hadn't gone today, no one would know about this, right? But if you do this,

Is it really good?”

Bellatrix certainly heard what Maka said, but she seemed not to hear it and didn't say a word. She just looked at Maka steadily, with anger still on her face, and even a hint of anger.

A hint of the usual madness.

Sirius looked at the two of them back and forth, as if he thought they were playing riddles, and he was confused. But after experiencing so many things, he still respected Maka's choice. If the other party didn't say anything,

, he couldn't keep asking further.

"Bellatrix," Maka saw that she was silent, so she weighed it in her mind, and then said again, "I don't have to tell anyone about this, but I have to get the things you left there.

Let's go. Let me ask you a question here, because after all, you are... I believe you understand that you only have this one choice."

When she heard what Maka said, Bellatrix finally had a reaction other than glaring. Her expression changed slightly, and a hint of complexity flashed through her eyes as she looked at Maka.

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

At this time, her voice seemed a little hoarse, and there was also a sense of pain that was rare in her. This crazy witch who always took pleasure in torturing people would actually show such an expression, at least to the people watching from the sidelines.

Sirius was completely stunned.

"You will be glad for your decision today." Maka nodded and said.

…

At the same time that Sirius was baffled by the scene in front of him, far away in the coastal town of Wells in Norfolk, a young Muggle woman opened the door of her house and walked inside.

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

"Candy? What are you talking about, my dear?" The young woman named Sarah asked doubtfully, "I went to take our baby for a walk! Look, how happy she is?"

"What? What baby? What on earth are you-"

With a "thump thump thump" sound coming downstairs, a rather handsome young man came downstairs like a gust of wind, and then stopped in his tracks with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Child? Where did you get it from?" he asked in astonishment.

"Where did you get it from?" Sarah rolled her eyes at her newlywed husband, "Are you confused? This is our Delphi! I told you not to go to sea at night. Look, you can sleep well.

It’s so dark that I don’t even recognize my biological daughter!”

"you you--"

The young man's face changed for a while. After popping up "you" several times in a row, he seemed to have figured out something and his eyes widened.

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

While the young and handsome man was cheering, 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 stream of light.