Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

Is everything she teaches meaningless?Bubaji always felt a little dizzy, and the student's rebellion hit her harder than she expected.She stood up and wanted to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of cherry liquor.When she had just held the wine glass in her hand, the warning curse placed around the house suddenly screamed loudly, as if to pierce the eardrums.

Someone tried to break in!It only took Bubaji a second to understand this reality. If this kind of impolite guest was only unpleasant in the past, it is now very likely to be fatal.

Bubaji subconsciously wanted to put down the cup and ran to the study. She was negligent, and the habit of not carrying a wand with her would put her in danger-a wizard without a wand is no different from meat on a chopping board.The wizard may be able to do something with instinctive magic without the wand, but if it is really against the enemy, it is useless.

A revolving figure appeared in her living room, and someone apparated in her living room.Bubbaji didn’t know whether to be astonished or afraid, because she soon noticed that someone was entangled in the arm by a thick green vine, and that the murderous vine that Professor Sprout gave her was faithfully (or All instinctively) performing his own task, trying to wrap that person's arm directly around her neck.

"Strengthen, let go!" After the visitor finally used the spell to loosen the vines, Bubaji had rushed to the study and held the wand smoothly.

Bubbaji just pointed her wand at the big-faced woman (she is flushing, coughing with palms on her neck)."Stop, stop! You are crazy...ah!" Bubbaji's coma curse almost hit the woman. She trembled like a bee stung, and she couldn't do it with her slightly fat body. The swift movement that arrived jumped aside, and the finger pointing at Bubbaji trembled slightly with anger.

"You... how dare you... I want to sue, damn..."

"Who are you?" Bubbaji asked in confusion. If the Death Eaters were so easy to deal with, the war would have ended long ago.

"I'm here to remind you to leave here quickly." The woman was obviously desperately suppressing her anger, and Bubbaji could vaguely feel that the reason for her restraint was the greater horror.The woman was probably afraid of something. Her big eyes hidden behind the jeweled glasses kept throwing out the window, as if a fire dragon would appear there in the next second.

"Leave? What?" Bubbaji was confused by this sudden sentence. Although she did not put down her wand, she still chose to continue the conversation. "Before you say these endless conclusions, you might as well tell me who you are. ?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. You are a fool with knocked peanut butter in your head!" She cursed a few more words in a low voice, and Bubbaji could hear that she was cursing someone who was not here, "Hurry up. Go! Unless you want to die here, you are targeted!"

She pointed at Bubbaji viciously with her fat and thick fingers: "After you published that article, did you think you could sit at home? Either escape or die. They can't tell when It will come, maybe the next second! Those Death Eaters!"

She had just finished saying these words, as if to confirm this conclusion, the door of Bubaji's house made a loud bang and it was blown to pieces. Several red lights shot in from the other side of the dust. This time The new guests are much colder than the women just now. They don't even plan to see who is in the house, nor are they worried about hurting others.

The woman screamed in a low voice, and the curse shattered the vase in the living room. After the various decorative paintings on the wall (of course they would not move) were hit, not only the glass on the surface shattered, but also one after another. Fall to the ground.

As soon as Bubbaji shot a spell in the direction of the enemy, he was grabbed by a particularly strong hand. The woman's strength seemed to separate the flesh from where it should be.Bubaji subconsciously wanted to fight back, but the woman grabbed the wand.

"If you want to die here, try it?" The woman is not really as strong as she has shown, her lips trembled, because she has been biting and has started to turn purple.She gripped Bubaki firmly and spun around.

"They are going to run!" Bubbaji heard the man's angry roar, and rushed towards them with multiple steps.The familiar feeling of squeezing hit her, and she knew that she was being apparated.The world revolved, and she left the home where she had lived for more than ten years.

Chapter Two Candy and Whip (Part 1)

"What are you worried about?" A voice sounded from behind.

Zoe turned around, not knowing when Barty Jr had already stood behind her, watching her calmly.Behind him, the mansion that condensed the pride of the Malfoy family for generations stood in the moonlight, as if it still belonged to the family, rather than turned into a gathering place for evil.

"Worried?" Zoe chuckled. She withdrew her gaze from the clouds in the sky, and the atmosphere fell silent for a while, leaving only the continuous sound of water from the fountain in the garden.Little Batty didn't care about this silent refusal. The person in front of him didn't answer, he just stood, sculptural, and focused on the white peacock at the top of the yew hedge.Some Death Eaters used this peacock in private to describe the Malfoy home that had lost Voldemort's importance, and laughed loudly at them for nothing.

"Don't you think today's moon is very beautiful?" A voice finally broke the silence, "beautiful, and most importantly, it is very quiet, not like a woman who is maddened by enthusiasm who likes to stare at me fiercely, I'm looking for trouble all the time, wishing to put my wand on the tip of my nose."

Little Batty drew his eyes with embarrassment.Of course he knew who Zoe was talking about, everyone knew.In a sense, Bellatrix did a little too much, but she was not a person who would humbly listen to the opinions of others, and no one dared to intervene in such private grievances.

Since the only person who can stop Bellatrix has not spoken, who would be willing to take the risk of being hated by the lunatic Bellatrix and relieve Zoe?

A human face flashed past in consciousness.Little Batty blinked to stop himself from thinking about it.He could understand a little why Voldemort ignored the contradiction between the two. After all, he still suspected that he was causing trouble, and using Bellatrix's enthusiasm was the cheapest but most effective method.

He looked at Zoe, who was bathing in the moonlight, as if he was still misty and disappearing at any moment.

"I never thought you would come back." His tone was very sincere. "I always thought you didn't care about our honor and our ideals. I thought you wouldn't take anything to heart, even if you helped me in the past. It's just doing it casually, not really because you care about me."

"Perhaps you are right, Barty." Zoe conjectured in his heart what the man wanted to express, while talking quietly, "If you just want to be moved by yourself, you don't have to choose now. ."

"I owe you a favor, I just want to tell you this." Little Barty said, "Whether you care or not, I know I owe you."

"Mr. Crouch taught you very well." The moment the name appeared, Barty's face quickly twisted, and he used silence to restrain the mania in his heart so as not to lose his mind.

"There are many people who still doubt you." Little Barty changed the subject.

"This is very obvious. If these people can stop talking about others behind their backs, especially if they don't stop suddenly when I appear, I think I will be very happy." Zoe said casually.

"I believe you." Little Batty said calmly, but there was power in the calm.

Zoe's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.She silently looked at her fourth-grade Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, the familiar face that became more and more like his father under the sculpting of time.Little Barty frowned when thinking, and looked very serious, just like Mr. Crouch.

"I know you don't care about this, just like you are only interested in joining us." He said, "But as a partner who fights for the pureblood cause and the dominance of the Dark Lord, I will stand by you. Aside."

"You have killed Albus Dumbledore and proved your worth." He stretched out his hand to Zoe. "You personally cut off the possibility of returning to the light and chose this side. So no matter who you are. , As long as you are still standing with us, I am willing to give you my back."

"'It doesn't matter who I am'?" Zoe repeated this sentence, trying to make herself look normal. It's impossible for Barty to know her identity. "It sounds like there is something in the truth."

Little Batty smiled and didn't mean to explain.As a member of the planning of the Goblet of Fire project, he naturally knew more inside stories than the other Death Eaters, and saw farther than them.

He knew that Bellatrix wanted to find an excuse to attack her by seizing the loopholes in Zoe’s identity and behavior, and it didn’t matter to her whether the person she killed was Max or the child. Any difference.

Similar to her view, Barty Jr. did not really struggle with the identity of Zoe; but unlike Bellatrix, what he saw with a non-selfish vision was a rare opportunity. .Whether or not Max is standing in front of him is not the point for him. From the pedigree, no matter which Siegel is, it is enough to be their companion; not to mention that the child may still be their master. From this point of view, her importance and value is even higher than that of the others (even if both parties have never directly admitted or denied it).

As he said, Zoe gained the acceptance of Death Eaters by killing Dumbledore and gained a place here.

So, even if all this is to make this child a pawn placed in the organization and an opportunity arranged by the Order of the Phoenix, why can't they take advantage of it?

As long as the chess piece is turned over, the white will become black.Under the tremendous pressure, the disgust of her former companions and the pain of hurting others, sooner or later she will be willing to work for the Dark Lord, and the Dark Lord will gain the complete loyalty of the last Siegel.

And Dumbledore thought this move was very clever, and even sacrificed his life in order to achieve it, the result will also be accepted by the Dark Lord.

"You just wanted to talk about this when you came to me?" Zoe asked. She thought for a long time and confirmed that she hadn't shown any flaws.

"One more thing-Yaxley and Severus are coming back soon. Except for the people who are on the task, they are the last two who have not arrived. The owner wants to listen to their report, and everyone has to go to the living room. "Little Batty finally said his original purpose of coming.

"Got it." Zoe closed his eyes and walked deeper into the hedge with his hands behind his back.Little Batty could understand the opponent's refusal, and he didn't intend to just get in. The things that should be explained and the seeds he wanted to plant were all done well, and he should go back to the manor.

Zoe turned a bend along the hedge that was as big as a wall, until she reached the end of a dead end somewhere. After confirming that no one was following her, she stopped in place.

In the next second, a woman suddenly appeared in the deserted corner. Her travel cloak was covered with grass clippings and scratches from branches, as if she had been forced to roll in a certain forest. She always liked to comb her delicately. The flamboyant and big curly hair fell softly on the scalp. The facial features on the big face were twisted together because of anger and fear, and the face even turned a certain purple-red.

Zoe noticed that she probably lost her glasses, and anger almost overflowed from those eyes.

"I'm not doing it!" The woman yelled, no matter where it was, "You cunning, savage bastard! No matter how much you pay me more or how much valuable information you give me , I will never risk my life to inform those people for you!"

"Rita, you have to know that the oath you signed has not yet reached the time limit." Zoe said slowly. Although she tried her best to make her tone sound free of offense and contempt, she was just telling a reasonable fact. , But Rita still jumped up angrily as if stung by a scorpion.

"This is different from what we agreed at the time!"

"There is nothing inconsistent with the agreement. I pay you compensation, and you pay the labor within your capacity. Am I asking you to assassinate the mysterious person? I just ask you to warn an innocent professor who is about to be killed. She has a chance to survive." Zoe sneered. The previous conversation with Barty Little had made her emotionally bad. "Or you think I pay you such a large sum of money every year to support you. Get fat and strong? Before you speak, think about who is paying your bills!"

Rita opened her mouth and didn't actually refute. She looked at the majestic Zoe in amazement, as if she had met her on the first day.

"I...but I will be killed!" She lowered her voice, "I can't make a bet on my life to make this money!"

"Take out your guts when writing, Rita. I dare say that when you wrote about Dumbledore in the newspaper, you never thought that his admirers would want to kill you, or I should To put it more directly, you don’t care about my opinion."

"This is my job!" Rita gritted her teeth in irritation. "You didn't stop me from writing. You know what I'm saying is the truth!"

"I know you are good at putting your nose in a crowd to smell secrets, but the way you speak is really irritating." Zoe said, "I don't stop you because I know there is no need, as you said. Yes, even though it is regrettable, there are some facts in it."

"Of course, it took me a lot of gold and hard work to get this! You know..." Rita suddenly became proud.