Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

At this time, Anduin showed what he thought was a very gentle smile and said, "How is it? Do you remember anything now?"

"Ha... ha..." Wilkes gasped, looking at Anduin's demonic expression, "You... what on earth... do you want to know?"

"Tell me, who is the person who attacked the Longbottoms?" Anduin asked with a smile when he saw Wilkes relenting.

"I... I only know that Rabastan, Bellatrix, and Rodolphus of the Lestrange family have been on the run recently. Those two people may have been targeted by them. I really don't know the others.

I don’t know anything anymore.” Wilkes was about to cry now, feeling that his lungs kept wailing to him.

"The Lestrange family? I remember that Bella seems to be Sirius' sister, isn't it?" Anduin muttered a few words in a low voice, and then asked: "Where are they now, or where might they be?"

"I really don't know. My uncle passed away last Christmas. Except for my uncle, the rest of my family does not have a high status among the Death Eaters. If you want to ask, ask Travers, they

The family's status among the Death Eaters is higher." Wilkes sobbed. He was really scared now. He had never endured such torture since he was a child. Now he didn't even dare to see Anduin.

s eyes.

Travers, who was hanging upside down, had the effect of the sonic expulsion curse dissipated. Hearing that Wilkes had sold him like this, he was so angry that he yelled again: "Wilkes, you don't even know what you mean.

Why would I know about this, Anduin, if you dare to lay a finger on me, my uncle will not let you go!"

Anduin stood up from Wilkes, knocked him out with a stun spell with his backhand, and then looked at the furious Teveras quietly, with no emotion revealed in his dark and deep pupils.

Tevelas was so frightened that he looked at him all the time.

"The golden bell falls to the ground!" Following Anduin's spell, Tevolas fell heavily to the ground from mid-air.

Before Tevras started to cry out in pain, he saw two feet staying in front of him. He looked up and saw Anduin's expressionless face. At this time, Tevras swallowed.

Drooling, I really don’t know what to say anymore.

"When I was just cleaning up Wilkes, I really wanted to forget one thing." Anduin grinned. "I can clearly use 'Legilimency', how could I forget to use it?"

"You, don't come over!"

Travers only felt like he was being tightly wrapped by the air around him, as if being pinched by a pair of big hands. He was slowly pulled up from the ground, and was brought upright in front of Anduin, his eyes level with Anduin's.

together.

"Look at me!" Anduin shouted sternly.

Upon hearing this, Travers looked at Anduin's eyes reflexively, as if he were seeing a pair of black holes that were constantly absorbing his thoughts, and then his gaze was deeply absorbed by those dark pupils.

For a little wizard like Travers who has weak willpower and little experience, his brain is like a naked girl lying on a big bed with a piece of gauze hanging on it. All he needs to do is to gently lift the curtain.

Information is exposed to Anduin's field of vision.

Anduin's sight seemed to penetrate layers of fog, opening the door to Travers' memory. The surrounding wind was surging, and clouds were constantly rolled up. After a burst of cloud entanglement, it turned into a simple and gorgeous manor. His sight

Gradually pull in and then pass through the manor's ornate gate and the aisles filled with various antique silverware.

A young face with a gloomy expression appeared in front of Travers. The man Anduin had seen was the uncle of Sample Travers, the Death Eater. It seemed that in Sample's memory, this person was

An uncle can give you a strong sense of security.

"Sample, soon the majesty of the Dark Lord will cover this land. Just watch, the Travers family will gain more power!" Thumper's uncle laughed and showed off something to him.

His uncle seemed to have said something else, but at this time the scene turned into thick fog again and was reorganized. The sight was in a dark house, surrounded by various bookshelves and alchemy materials. It looked like a library

In the museum and treasure room, Sample's mother, the young woman with long pale golden hair, appeared next to him.

"The Dark Lord asked us to transfer some dark magic items to my brother, who is now the owner of Malfoy Manor." The young woman led Thumper and said while walking, and then took down a few items from the surrounding shelves.

Including an ordinary-looking notebook, a strange statue, etc.

"Mom, what is this?" Sample asked, pointing to a one-meter-long thing next to him that looked like a dried root.

"That's a dragon's heart tendon from the 'Black Dragon of the Hesidian Islands'. I originally wanted to cut it and make it into a wand. Such a long and complete dragon's heart tendon is rare. I might be able to make it into a good alchemy tool for you in the future."

." The young woman chuckled.

"Remember this, these are the foundations for the Travers family to remain prosperous in the wizarding world." The young woman warned Semple.

"Aren't we born noble? We have noble blood in our bodies, and we are born different from those dirty Muggles." Sample said, staring at the young woman.

"This is what your uncle told you again." The young woman looked at Semple angrily, "Even if we have noble blood, we can't get carried away. Anyway, just remember it."

The memory was condensed into a picture and turned into a cloud again. After constantly rolling and expanding, it transformed into another scene.

In another gorgeous manor, the young woman pulled Sample and looked at the two, or should I say, three people opposite.

Among them was an adult man with neatly combed long blond hair. Next to him sat a young woman with her hair in a bun, holding a little boy in her arms.

"Lucius, Narcissa, long time no see. Is little Draco already this big?" the blond young woman said with a smile.

"Yulia, you still look so good. Lucius heard that you were coming and prepared a rich snack for you." Narcissa smiled at the side.

"Dobby, Dobby." Lucius shouted, "Sorry, the house elf I just bought is not very sensible."

After Lucius shouted several times, a young-looking house elf appeared beside his master out of thin air, "Master, what are your orders?"

"You idiot, why are you so slow to react?" Lucius couldn't help but raise his crutch and hit Dobby's two sticks, "Where's the dessert I asked you to prepare?"

"I'm sorry, Master, I'm sorry, Dobby will serve it to you right now." Dobby begged nervously in a low voice.