Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"But the one who leads the waste can't be the waste." Voldemort looked at her, "Join my team, Siegel. Siegel is a pure-blood family and is qualified to join us. And I appreciate you, your creativity makes I am very interested, and staying here will only bury your talents."

"Then we are cooperating?" Max said.

"I'm ordering you, miss." Voldemort sneered, "Originally I planned to do that. People have weaknesses, and everyone is different. But the common weakness of human beings is death. And you are different. I'm afraid I will kill you. It's what you want."

"After exchanging letters, I decided to come here in person. You will only rely on yourself, just like me." Voldemort said, "Don't you find it boring? You are bound day by day, and you have to interact with those low-powered mud We need a more pure and beautiful environment, starting from cleaning the garbage in the house.” Voldemort said in a bewitching tone, “Don’t you want to see this new world? As long as you join, I will let you see ."

"I only have one request." Max stretched out his hand. "Your full name?"

"It's not important," Voldemort said."Then there is nothing to talk about." Max said, "It is the most basic courtesy to report your name. Even if I don't hate your whimsical ideas, I don't want to work with someone who doesn't even know the name. ."

"...Tom Marvolo Riddle," Voldemort said reluctantly.

"Nice to meet you, Tom." The two shook hands.The third person at the table was silent, watching the sinful alliance, but could not change anything.Even if someone passes by her, they won't see this girl who is nine points similar to the person in the play.

Chapter 47 Coma (7)

Following the flood of memory, Zoe witnessed the birth of Max and watched her grow up from a child.She can't touch or change anything. Everything that appears in front of her is an established matter, a real past.And the people in these memories can't see or interfere with her existence.

She witnessed the baby born from the stone room. Crazy and stubbornness are the nutrients for the placenta.

She witnessed the whole process of the cat named Florence from appearance to death, and the back of the girl who was crying while laughing.

She witnessed the process of the girl carefully hiding after she understood her anomaly. She knew that in the eyes of this beautiful girl who had always been polite and powerful, those who thought she was close to her were just ridiculous and small. exist.

She witnessed the short and peaceful harmony of the three, Barbara who is completely different from now, Margaret who hasn’t grown much so far, and the girl who has always been smiling, it’s her. The purest friendship in this life, a place where she was personally destroyed.

Even so, she has never been obsessed. She never recovers what she has lost, and never cherishes what she gets. She just keeps walking down alone, and the scenery along the way may make her stop and watch, but she will never Can't let her stay.

Now Max is very close to what Zoe knows. She has become a Death Eater. Like everyone else, she spreads fear, causes pain, and creates death, as if the devil who has been imprisoned in prison has returned to the world. No need to pretend.She was never merciful to the enemy, but it was better to die under a wand than to be treated as a test object. When the tortured attitude of the Longbottoms appeared in front of Zoe, it seemed that even she herself was being tortured.

Although he knew it for a long time, when Max talked about the "soul reincarnation" ritual with Voldemort lightly, and offered to use magic to make embryos, then conceive himself and make suitable "props", he was inevitably hit .Max didn't use Orlando's method. In what she said to Voldemort, it was "using the advantages of women."

Voldemort told her that it was stupid and that pregnancy would be debilitating, because it meant that the mother had to pay a lot of money, and the damage might not be repaired.If it is just a prop, there is no need for such extra effort."Don't be stupid, but anyone with a brain will not choose to do this." Voldemort said to her.

"No, Tom. According to our research, the rejection reaction with the object may also need to be considered. The more similar the object, the higher the success rate, so the selection of the object must be cautious." Max said lightly. "We still don’t know the conditions for the success of the ceremony. We can only explore a little bit from the remaining words and sentences. What do you think is more in line with the requirements of the'child born in person'?"

Voldemort stopped speaking. He knew that what Max said was correct. The blood-linked relatives were the most suitable ones for ritual objects.There has never been an example of successful rituals in the past, and the premise of the rituals is death. It is unrealistic to use repeated experience to prove the theory. The best way is to make all preparations in advance.

Once the ceremony is successful, death can be conquered in another way.In the continuous birth of rebirth, death loses its awesome meaning. When the memory and personality can be preserved intact, the soul will not only not tear, but can even become stronger. This is this What the experiment wants to achieve.

It's just that Voldemort couldn't personally verify it. He rejected all risks that might lead him to death. Instead of relying on suspicious techniques that even didn't know whether he could succeed, he believed in Horcrux.

The news of Max’s pregnancy cannot be hidden from everyone, especially when the signs become very obvious.Except for the spiteful sight that occasionally sticks to the body, the evil curse that flies from nowhere, and Lucius's increasingly silent and evasive, the Death Eaters who are outside are in shock and gossip in private, but they are on the surface. She was pregnant with a possible "little master" in the future, and she was respectful, and neither party was interested in correcting the rumors.

Voldemort once asked her why she seemed so interested in soul reincarnation, because Max didn't care if she could survive.

"An unknown appeared in front of me, and I was interested in it, not because of anything else, but because it was an unknown." Max had rarely gone out to fight at that time. She was inconvenient, and in most cases she could only stay behind. In the stronghold, "It's not the main purpose to survive, Tom, but I hope it will succeed."

Memory continues its uninterrupted journey.She saw her birth, and Max lying on the bed named her; seeing them put the newborn baby in the center of the ritual formation, the light shone over her and Max; she stared dumbfounded Max's "violence" against her made the corners of his mouth twitch.

Max was not very gentle with her, most of the time she left her aside, and only when she was crying loudly and couldn't stop it anyway, would she frown and put down the things in her hands, reluctantly. Take care of her.

"Tom, I need some manpower." When the patience reached the limit, Max found Voldemort, "I need someone who can coax children, I can't stand it!"

"This is your business, Max." Voldemort stayed out of the matter, naturally very relaxed. Max knew he was laughing at himself, "You want to use a baby, and you also said that you want to raise it, so the mess she caused should also be You handle it."

"Crying every day!" Nothing has made Max feel irritable like this child. She suddenly feels empathy with her father's choice, "Hungry, cry! Sleepy, cry! Piss your pants, cry! Want to attract attention , I kept crying!" Max remembered that when he ran to the bed before, the little bastard actually laughed, changing his face at a speed comparable to the British weather.

"I'm wondering if she misunderstood something, thinking that we can get everything by crying?" Thanks to the newly added little guy, the research that used to be completed in a day has been less than half of the progress in a week.As if even the unpleasant crying was engraved in his mind, from time to time it would sound like a nightmare from the void.

"For her, yes, just cry." Voldemort said smoothly, "but it will only be a trouble for you."

"Trouble." Max squeezed his fingers. "You're right. I can't sleep well even when I go to bed. Sometimes she suddenly starts crying in the middle of the night. I have to find the reason for her crying. Lie down.” The power of the mind of the gods is almost no to the babies. After all, their minds are not mature enough to organize language, and their minds are like strange codes.

Voldemort looked at her: "I have a good way to get you out of this annoying trouble." His tone was full of pitch-black temptation.

"The child needs to be taken care of to grow up, but you can let other people take care of it for you." Voldemort said, "Just find an orphanage or entrust it to others. Anyway, all you need is her grown-up body. Give yourself less. Ask for trouble."

"Don't be kidding, Tom." Max's voice faded. "This child belongs to me. I declare one last time that she is my property. As long as I'm still alive, I won't let her go elsewhere and get away from me. Control. Taking care of her is troublesome, far more troublesome than taking care of cats and dogs, but since I can take good care of cats and dogs, I can take good care of this child."

"You are a cat and dog, bastard." Zoe cursed in a low voice beside her, with mixed feelings.Max is indeed as she said in this matter, not at all perfunctory. Even if she is in a bad mood every day because of the baby's noise, as long as the baby has any movement, she will still appear for the first time.

What shocked Zoe the most was that she discovered that she actually liked Max when she was a child, and was able to calm down the moment she appeared, which made her ashamed and annoyed.But this time was very short. Soon, the fateful day finally arrived. Voldemort was defeated by Harry Potter and he died.

The counterattack was launched quickly under the joint hands of the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix. When hope was blown away the desperate cloud, fighting spirit returned to people’s hearts. Voldemort’s camp was retreating steadily. Even if he occasionally gets some results, but if he has a little head Everyone can see that the general situation is gone, and those who are full-hearted are thinking about how to get rid of their crimes.Max disappeared, taking the child with him.

"Albus, she pointed out that she wants to see you." Zoe was immersed in the previous memories, but did not notice that the new memories appeared in front of her. This familiar name attracted her attention.She saw Dumbledore, who was younger than now, standing solemnly on the corner of a certain street. Opposite him was a Muggle bank with doors and windows closed. During such working hours, it seemed very unpleasant. natural.

Judging from his clothes, the man who was talking to him was an official of the Ministry of Magic. He seemed very anxious and kept wiping sweat."That madman—Max Siegel! She hijacked dozens of Muggles, locked everyone in that Muggle bank, and bluntly said that as long as the Auror dared to make a move, she would kill everyone!"

Chapter 48 Coma (8)

In Zoe’s impression, Dumbledore always wears large, brightly colored robes like pajamas, which gives him a kind and generous feeling, and then through the wise and gentle behind the lens With eyes like the sea, no matter how vigilant people are, they can relax a little.

But this is not the case with Dumbledore now. He is all dressed for ease of movement. The tall, thin figure is like a sharp spear, and those eyes with strong anger and determination are like The turbulent undercurrent under the calm sea.Zoe knew that Dumbledore was just suppressing the anger in his heart, in order to stay calm.He listened carefully to the report from the Ministry of Magic official, and asked one or two questions from time to time.

"We are restricted. We must not take risks when there are dozens of hostages inside. It will lead to misfortune!" The man gritted his teeth. "Now there are a lot of magic around the bank. Warning...We can only accept her request first, and then look for opportunities to find opportunities."

"That's why Millison sent me an owl in a hurry." Dumbledore looked at the iron-boxed bank in the distance.

"The minister told me that you are solely responsible for the next actions. Albus, do you know why she wants to see you?" the man asked, with a faint suspicion in his words, even though Dumbledore had always stood firmly against Voldemort. On the other side, but for the existence of this kind of free from the shackles of the Ministry of Magic, fear has never been far away.It’s just because of Dumbledore’s lofty prestige that it’s not easy for someone with a heart to tear his face, "We have been chasing her for several weeks since we found her, but she always escaped, damn it, it’s still she with a baby in the case of!"

"Hope she didn't come to me for the Christmas card that I have owed all these years." Dumbledore smiled, "I have cut off contact with her for many years, but if she needs a former teacher to arrange for her I'm naturally happy to worry about confusion."

"No one is in the mood to joke right now, Albus!" the man growled. "The mysterious man is gone. We finally got out of that fear and started to clean up the mess. This mad woman might ruin everything! Take her to life! The one that came down!"

"I have reservations." Dumbledore said softly, "but since the other party has expressed the willingness to talk, whether it is to end this dusty fate or for the dozens of innocent hostages who are afraid ."

The man knew that Dumbledore had agreed, and he was relieved.He stood where he stood, while Dumbledore was heading to Max’s "fortress" alone. The surroundings were completely controlled by the Ministry of Magic. Several teams of Aurors guarded the surroundings. Once the people inside tried to escape, they would follow Batty. · Crouch's instructions directly killed Max.

Zoe followed Dumbledore, waiting for the people in the building to remove a few warning spells before Dumbledore continued to go there.When he walked to the gate, the closed door opened a gap.

This bank is small and old. The Muggles who were taken as hostages squeezed against the wall, but their eyes were hollow and their faces were not terrified when they were held hostage. They stood still and motionless. , Was obviously cast an Imperius Curse.

At a glance, Zoe noticed Max sitting on the sofa (the sofa must have been her own), and also saw herself falling asleep.Max looks a lot thinner than before. Her body was originally not full, but now she is even sickly thin.After a long life of escape, the flesh of her cheeks sank in, and there were black marks around her eye sockets. Zoe thought of Sirius Black in the newspaper for no reason.Only the clothes that can be cleaned, coupled with the occasional hand-in-hand, look the cleanest. Wearing Muggle clothes on her will not arouse anyone's suspicion.

"Good morning, Professor Dumbledore. I'm so glad you are willing to come." But her voice was still calm, not like being forced to the limit, but like the owner of the house, entertaining guests.

"Good morning, Max, it's been a long time." Dumbledore looked around. "After so many years of meeting, in such a situation, I can't make good tea for you this time. "

"I wanted to tell you a long time ago. I don't really like the taste of your black tea." Max said relaxedly. The two were obviously just chatting about daily life, but they didn't let up.

"It's a pity, if only I knew it sooner, so I could get something new. Tom used to like it very much, he would drink it every time I make tea." Dumbledore had already noticed the baby on the sofa." I didn't have time to congratulate you, and your children, congratulations, Max."

"Children are annoying," Max said. "It's fine when it's quiet, but crying can be extremely annoying."

"I'm not married, and I have no children, so I can't share this experience with you." Dumbledore accepted the greeting. "You know it's all Aurors outside, and you know you can't escape anymore, because you are already weak. Now." His eyes suddenly became calm again, just like when he was her teacher in the past, "The command of this action is in my hands. I suggest you surrender immediately, let go of these hostages, and then accept Trial."