Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Bella, what did that nasty woman say?” Ivan continued in a gentle tone.

Magic surged, and he succeeded in seducing Bellatrix.

Bellatrix stared at Ivan, seemingly stuck, and seemingly caught in his eyes.

No need for linguistic communication, through her eyes, a blurred image appeared in Ivan's mind.

Lots of dead eaters in black cloaks, they're looking for something in a place full of ruins.

The ground was full of debris, not far away were giant black stones, there seemed to be a valley, far away were shadows of the mountains, just as Ivan was about to take a closer look, the picture rushed forward, a dead grey forest appeared, the trunk bare, no green leaves, hung with corpses of crows.

This place...

Ivan frowned and the sudden appearance of the forest was really weird.

Dead trees, dead crows hanging from them, he felt the breath of death.

What kind of black magic is this? Or is it something to do with evil gods?

If this is Bellatrix's memory of the Black Witch, then this should be linked to the Ministry of Magic's Gate of Death.

More and more doubts have arisen that the otherwise clear path has begun to be blocked by heavy fog.

Just as Ivan stared at a dead crow and thought, the image in his head began to shake violently, and Bellatrix was breaking away from his magic.

He hastily stopped the intrusion, and this blurred vision disappeared.

“Looking for that damned spell in the rubble still requires us to send someone to help her find it, she knows Porter will be there, and once the enclosure is broken..." Bellatrix stopped, she seemed a little confused and looked vigilantly at Ivan, "If you could catch Mason and Porter before then, that would not be the problem. Don't just stand here and send this sword into the vault. Those dirty little fairies are not worth trusting. ”

“This sword...” Evan took the sword from the elves at home.

“This is Griffindor's sword, fool, it's what the Dark Lord wants, and I want Snape to give it to me, because I'm the only one qualified to keep his things.” Bellatrix said almost enthusiastically, not knowing if it was due to magic, she had a hysterical madness in her face, “because I was unique, the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord, and only I was qualified to carry his glory! ”

“We are all loyal to the Dark Demon King and we all want glory from him. ”

“No, unlike you, my loyalty to him is not rewarding, and I can give my soul, my body and everything at any time if he needs it. ”

Ivan looked silently at Bellatrix, and while it might have magical stimulating effects, does this guy remember his identity, saying so in front of his husband, about his relationship with another man, Rodolfus Lestrange? What can he do?

What else can I do? Of course I chose to forgive her. Who called the other man Voldemort...

Rodolfus Lestrange is pathetic to be involved in the triangle between Bellatrix and Voldemort.

“Put the sword in the vault, Rodolfus, and don't let the filthy devils of the Gourmand touch it. Remember, you don't touch anything in my vault either.” Bellatrix arrogantly said that she raised her head to measure the diagonal alley of the depression and licked her lips as she stretched out her elongated tongue, "Before you get back, I can check the wizards' blood inside to see if there's any mud in it. Come on, La Pasten, you come with me. ”

The atmosphere solidified, and Bellatrix sent Harry with her to torture those poor wizards.

This is so... unexpected!

Nobody expected Bellatrix to do this, Harry wasn't really Rabastan Lestrange, he wasn't so cruel that he couldn't be so proficient in using the Diamond Curse or other torturing black magic, and Bellatrix used to be easy to show off.

And it works, and Harry has no position with Bellatrix to do these evil things.

Bellatrix would be ecstatic if he found Harry Potter next to her.

Evan put his right hand on the wand, it was impossible, but it was difficult to try to control Bellatrix, and the chances of success were low. Harry escaped the soul-snatching spell by his own will in the fourth grade, not to mention the murderous Hercules, especially if he had just invaded Bellatrix's consciousness and alerted her, and there were a bunch of fairies and wizards in the Ministry of Magic watching over them.

“What's going on? You two look weird today?” Bellatrix said, "La Pasten, isn't that your favorite thing? ”

“Rabastan can't be with you...”

“I'll go!” Harry said loudly, "Rodolfus, go to the vault. ”

He went around to Ivan and showed him to follow Bellatrix to buy time. Harry looked down on Bellatrix, and he thought about it too simply, and Ivan could be sure that without magic, Bellatrix would only need a second to find out that Ivan was fake.

“No, Rabastan, you and I are going to the vault.” Evan said, holding the wand tight in his right hand.

At that time, he noticed Bellatrix's expression stagnating.

Somebody put a spell on her. It's Hermione's confusion!

But she wasn't as bewildered as the guards were, and soon, she broke away from Hermione's magic and her stubborn expression began to change dramatically.

Shit, it's stuffed!

Bellatrix felt magic and found someone attacking her, opening her eyes.

Just a second before she screamed out, Ivan stepped forward, he couldn't stand the rest, his right hand pulled out the wand and swung across Bellatrix on a wide scale. To cover his movements, he grabbed Bellatrix, holding the wand's right hand around her shoulder ring and embraced her.

For others, it's like Ivan gave Bellatrix a couple of intimate hugs.

The two heads crossed, as if Ivan had kissed her, but in fact Ivan whispered in Bellatrix's ear, "The soul knows! ”

Bellatrix's body trembled violently and Ivan held her to death.

He knew it must be strange, but he couldn't help it anymore. He put another soul-snatching spell on it. Soon, a strange feeling quickly entered Ivan's right arm. A spur of warmth seemed to flow out of his mind, connecting him to the wand and the spell he had just cast along his muscles and blood vessels...