After a while, Pency entered the house with bags of stuff she bought from the nearby convenience store.
Almost immediately, Li Ke, the little witch, realized that something was wrong. The Muggles who were taking a stroll in the building were gone, and the guards in the stairwell were also gone. When she noticed that one of the teaching assistants, Long Eyes, was looking down from the third floor with several armed wizards under an umbrella, Pansy could not help but clench the things she was holding. Her heart raced, and then she realized that the Harriss were probably worried that her mind would be taken away, so they told her that they would take action in the middle of the night. In fact, they did not intend to wait until the night when the guards were a little lax to avoid any unexpected events. They were confident in their strength and did not intend to wait until the night when the guards were a little lax before taking action.
Penelope had specifically ordered them not to harm Penelope before the operation began. The people under the umbrella also knew that today's operation had gone smoothly because of the little witch's information. Thus, they did not stop her in the slightest. Many of them even nodded at her in greeting, allowing the little witch to walk in with a blank expression on her face.
Pency walked in slowly and glanced at the corpses lying on the ground with the doors wide open. They were all familiar faces. Some of them were still joking with her in the morning, but now they were cold corpses. Pency's heart was beating like a drum in her ears. She also understood another misunderstanding. The people under the umbrella were not Aura, and they had no intention of capturing her.
But after a short pause, Pency walked up the stairs with her heavy legs and gradually quickened her pace. Worried about her father, she went straight to Reynold's house.
Pency then noticed Penello and the Wolf Mother standing in front of Reynold's house. She ignored the professor and her teaching assistant who were greeting her and peered into Reynold's house. Then she saw Y'lisabet lying on the ground. Her hands were straight in front of her, and her head was tilted to one side, revealing the wound on the back of her neck. Her eyes were wide open, and her pupils were dilated. Her blue cheeks were distorted, and it was obvious that she had suffered a great shock before she died.
This caused Pan Xi to lean against the wall with weak legs, and the things in his hands also fell to the ground.
"She's still a child!" An old voice came from a crack in the door diagonally opposite. A Muggle old lady with a green scarf wrapped around her head, a cotton-padded jacket, and a pair of large-framed glasses walked out shakily. As if her neck could not bear the weight of her head, her head drooped to her chest. She forced herself to turn in Penello's direction and said in a harsh voice, "Officer! No matter what this annoying family of blind people did, you guys should be a little gentler! But there are children here! "
"We will, Madam. The police are handling a case, please go back first." Wolf Mother glanced at Muggle, her voice cold.
Old Muggle struggled to raise her eyes and seemed to want to say something. But before she could say anything, she heard a loud bang. The sound of the glass on her door shattering exploded in Old Muggle's ears. The glass shards scattered in all directions. The old lady was frightened by the sudden sound and did not dare to say anything. She lowered her head and decided to go back to her room and complain about the violent law enforcement. The old lady clenched her fists in front of her chest and trembled as she returned to her room.
Wolf Mother looked at the talented student in front of her. She knew from the information that there was a relationship between the Death Eaters and the Parkinson family. She sighed and patted Pency's shoulder. "Your father was accidentally injured, but don't worry, the doctor is treating him."
Hearing that his father was injured, Pency did not say anything. He nodded to Wolf Mother to express his gratitude. In fact, he had never seen a real dead person. He stepped over Y 'lisabet who was on the ground and staggered into the kitchen. At a glance, he saw his father's bent body sitting on a wooden dining chair. There were no visible injuries on his body, but he seemed to have exhausted all his energy. His face was a little pale and his lips were bloodless as he slumped on the chair.
The doctor was using a magic wand to cast a spell on his scars. He did not know if it was to remove the scars or to glue them together.
The whole room was filled with the smell of white moss. This made Pency, who did not dare to make a sound to disturb the information, more or less understood that the reason for his father's injury was because there was a problem when he was running away with his Phantom Shift.
Penello, who followed in, did not immediately speak. She was somewhat embarrassed by this accident. After all, she knew that Pency had a good relationship with Emily who supported her at home. She was also her student in Hogwarts …
So, while waiting for the doctor to put away the magic wand, the female professor walked over and kicked the student's boots with her boot to bring her back to reality. Then she raised her chin. "With the help of Mr. Parkinson, the encirclement and suppression of the Death Eaters was very successful. The Ministry of Magic will reward your father for providing us with information."
At this time, Pency's pale face turned to Penello. She understood what Penello meant. Just like Lucius, from now on, her father was innocent. But their family's distant relatives and friends were the price.
Then, time went back to a few minutes ago. From the top floor stairwell of this building, Phantom Shift came to his master's room. Before he could stand firm, the guard Stan shouted in panic.
"Master, bad news, umbrella …"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Stan's words were suddenly stuck in his throat. Someone actually dared to sit with his master on the sofa.
This person's hair was all white, and even his skin showed an unhealthy paleness. Layers of raven feather shawls and a black cloak wrapped around his shoulders. The reptilian eyes embedded in the pearls on his body all turned to stare at him when he came in.
This made Stan recognize the other person's identity at once. The hair on his back instantly stood up, and his whole body stiffened as if a spell was cast on him. That was Allen Harris. His hand was actually swaggering on his master's shoulder.
"What are you shouting for? Don't you see that there are guests? Don't you know any manners!" Lord Voldemort sat on the sofa, his body was so stiff that it looked a little awkward. He scolded angrily, his handsome face was ablaze, and it was terrifying.
Stan was so shocked that his mouth was half open. He instantly realized that his master had been captured. Things had come to this point, and there was no turning back. The black fog that had not completely dissipated from his body rose from his position again.
The young Lord Voldemort noticed Allen turned his head to look at the guard beside him. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a long thin flame came out of his mouth. After the flame came out, it ignited into a ball of fire and burned towards Allen. Then, his body shook, and the black fog replaced him. He also activated Phantom Shift to try to get away from here.
Then, almost instantly, the black fog in the room dissipated, and Stan felt the softness under his legs. When his vision returned, he found that he was also sitting on the sofa. Like his master, he was sitting on both sides of Harris, and this white-haired Allen Harris' hands were on their shoulders.
Harris' eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. His expression was as relaxed as if he was watching a Quidditch football game with two good friends. In the room, the fire that Lord Voldemort spat out in a panic turned into a giant python. Allen tilted his head back and took a long breath. The giant python above his head turned into a thin long rope and slipped into Allen's nose. It soon disappeared without a trace, and only the hot air proved what had just happened.
Lord Voldemort, who had returned to his original sitting position, said nothing with a gloomy face.
"You were very brave just now, weren't you?" Allen put down his arm from Stan's body, and a tissue on the table flew into his hand. Allen pressed the tissue to his nose and blew it. "It's good that you don't care. I haven't trimmed my nose hair recently."
(End of Chapter)
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