Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

A row of people came under the marble steps leading to the tall copper gate, which had changed, and the uniformed fairies, usually guarded on both sides of the entrance, were replaced by two witches from the new Ministry of Magic, each with an elongated metal stick in their hands.

There are several wizards lined up for examination and waiting to enter the Palace of the Gourrings.

“Honest probe!” Ivan whispered slowly, “I didn't expect they set this up. ”

“What is this thing?” Elaine asked.

“An instrument that detects hidden spells and magic objects. ”

“How does this thing work? Insert the metal rod from the bottom?” Elaine's voice has a hint of clarity.

“No, Elaine, that's what metal rods are for when they do other things, it's just that they don't have to be inserted, they just have to move the probe over you and you can detect if you have a hidden spell or if you have an honest mind. This instrument is ineffective against compound broth, and if the cerebral occlusion is good enough, it can't detect anything.” Ivan said, "But for the sake of insurance, we'd better do something small. Hermione, are you sure you want to use a confusion spell on them? ”

“No problem!” Hermione said, pulling the wand out of her pocket as she approached behind Ivan, pointing it at the two guards outside the Gate, “confused! ”

Struck by a spell, both guards stayed for a little while.

“Beautiful, Hermione, great confusion spell, many wizards can't be so perfect!” Ivan sighed, crossing the last steps.

He did not stop at the door and entered the Palace directly.

“Excuse me, sir!” A guard lifted an elongated metal rod and said.

“You just checked it out!” Evan came and said in the arrogant voice of Rodolfus Lestrange, "Or do you think me and my brother, the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord, need additional examination to enter the Palace of the Ancients? ”

“No, of course not...” the guard explained in panic, seemingly confused, looking down at the elongated metal stick in his hand and then at his similarly dizzy colleague.

“Yeah, you've checked them out!” The man said, "Lord Lestrange, you can go in. ”

“I doubt the attitude of both of you, and I will personally go and say this to Mr. Minister...” Ivan relentlessly said to the two guards in charge that he let Harry go first, that he did not immediately go in, but stopped by the gate for a while, and gave Hermione and Elaine time to pass, "The Ministry of Magic sent you here, not you...”

“What happened, Rodolfus, these two scum pisses you off? ”

At this point, the voice of an indifferent woman rang behind Ivan.

Ivan turned around and his heart snapped, and he saw Bellatrix, pale and arrogant, slowly walking towards herself along the marble steps, behind her, a family elf struggling to hold a long sword to her feet.

This is… Gryffindor's sword!

It's just a fake, because Ivan didn't feel Cyclops' peculiar violent magic power on the sheath.

He swept the sword's counterfeit and shifted his eyes back to Bellatrix.

Ivan opened his mouth and wasn't sure what to call a sudden Bellatrix.

Damn, how did this house show up!!!

Is Ivan supposed to call her by her name now, or is it a nickname like "darling”?

His current status is nominally Bellatrix's husband, is it natural to call him intimate?!

Likewise, should he kiss Bellatrix?

But Evan understands that Rodolfus and Bellatrix seem to have a very ordinary relationship, in fact, and that he probably doesn't need to venture into anything intimate!

They were inherently family marriages without any emotional foundation, and their long prison career in Azkaban left them with little substantive contact. Not to mention Bellatrix's insane admiration of Voldemort and the absence of other men in her eyes, the presence of Voldemort's daughter is enough to illustrate her relationship with Rodolfus!

But meeting Bellatrix here is still terrible. It's terrible.

Ivan never expected to meet Bellatrix in front of the Palace, and behind him Harry, Hermione and Elaine, who were preparing to enter the Palace, all stopped and looked at Ivan and Bellatrix with concern.

“Some garbage is like this and we haven't learned to accept reality. There are so many mud plants on this street that we should clean it up as soon as possible.” Bellatrix came to Evan with her wand pointed at the two guards, "and as for the two of you, disrespect for the servants of the Dark Lord is disrespect for the Dark Lord. So, drill the carpal bone! ”

The guards screamed terribly from time to time, shaking and struggling violently on the ground.

Bellatrix laughed with satisfaction in the dreadful screams of the guards.

“All right, Bella!” Ivan couldn't keep watching, he waved Rodolfus' wand heavily, stopped the magic, and the two guards stood on the ground and gasped, because of the severe pain, half his life was almost gone.

“They didn't disrespect me, just...”

“Too weak, Rodolfus, you seem scared? It's embarrassing, it's always been like this, I've warned you many times, or you think it doesn't matter, because the Lestrange family's reputation is worthless, but don't forget who you are, we are the Death Eaters, the most trusted servant of the Dark Lord, and you can only earn his honor if you perform better.” Bellatrix said it stopped suddenly and her face suddenly approached Ivan, "Wait, you look a little strange? ”

“Really? I'm probably tired of not resting last night, you know.” Evan moved a little closer. He looked closely into Bellatrix's eyes and began to try to use the soul capture spell and intoxication concept. Evan wasn't very good at using these two magics through this kind of imposition. He didn't dare to directly control each other or go too far into Bellatrix's thoughts, but he gave her some misunderstandings and hints that could still be done. “He didn't sleep well, he tortured too long last night, he was so tired...”

“Idiot, stay away from me, you make me sick!” Bellatrix screamed, "Those garbage will link your performance to mine, and you and your brother's stupid behavior will drag me down, just like the self-righteous Malfoy's recent unforgivable failures, and the Dark Lord has begun to disappoint us. The old woman he brought back from Germany this morning dared to give me orders. We have to do something to regain his trust! I heard you got intel on Mason and Porter's whereabouts? Did a guy who called himself the Bolsterods see both of them? ”

“No, that kid's talking nonsense. We let him pay for his nonsense!” Ivan whispered that he was very interested in what Bellatrix said about black witches giving orders to her.