Take control of thunder and lightning from Hogwarts

Chapter 110 Manor
At this time, Anduin showed a smile that he thought was very gentle, and said, "How about it, do you remember anything now?"

"Ha...ha..." Wilkes panted heavily, looking at Anduin's devil-like expression, "You...what the hell do you want to know?"

"Tell me, who was the one who attacked the Longbottoms?" Anduin asked with a sneer seeing Wilkes let go.

"I... I only know that the Lestrange family's Rabastan, Bellatrix, and the Rodolphs family have been fleeing recently. Those two may be targeted by them. I really don't know about the others. I don’t know anything about it.” Wilkes was about to cry now, feeling his lungs howling to him.

"The Lestrange family? I remember that Bella seems to be Sirius' sister, isn't it?" Anduin muttered a few words in a low voice, and then asked, "Where are they now, or where might they be?"

"I really don't know. My uncle passed away last Christmas. Except for my uncle, other people in my family are not of high status among the Death Eaters. If you want to ask, ask Travers, they The family has a higher status among the Death Eaters." Wilkes said sobbing, he is really scared now, where has he received such torture since he was a child, and now he doesn't even dare to see Anduin s eyes.

Travers, who was hanging upside down, had already dissipated the effect of the sonic expulsion spell. Hearing that Wilkes had sold him out like this, he cursed angrily again: "Wilkes, you don't even know what you mean." How can I know about it, Anduin, if you dare to touch my finger, my uncle will not let you go!"

Anduin stood up from Wilkes, knocked him out with a stun spell with his backhand, and then quietly looked at Travers who was scolding, his dark and deep pupils did not reveal any emotion, The whole time I saw Travers getting hairy.

"The golden bell has fallen!" With the sound of Anduin's incantation, Travers fell heavily from mid-air to the ground.

Before Travers started to cry out in pain, he saw two feet staying in front of him, looked up, and was facing Anduin's expressionless face, at this moment Travers swallowed Drooling, I really don't know what to say anymore.

"When I was just packing up Wilkes, I really wanted to keep forgetting one thing." Anduin grinned. "Obviously I knew how to use Legilimency, how could I forget to use it?"

"You, don't come here!"

Travers only felt that he was tightly wrapped by the air around him, as if being pinched by a pair of big hands, he was slowly pulled up from the ground, and brought upright in front of Anduin, his eyes were at Anduin's line of sight together.

"Look at me!" Anduin snapped.

Travers looked into Anduin's eyes reflexively upon hearing this, as if seeing a pair of black holes that constantly absorbed his thoughts, and then his sight was deeply attracted by those dark pupils.

For a weak-willed and inexperienced little wizard like Travers, his brain is like a naked girl, lying on a big bed hung with tulle, as long as the curtain is gently lifted, all The information is all exposed in Anduin's field of vision.

Anduin's vision seemed to penetrate through layers of fog, opening the door of Travers' memory. The surrounding wind was surging, rolling up clouds and mist continuously, and after a burst of clouds entangled, it turned into a simple and gorgeous manor. Gradually pull in, then pass through the manor's ornate gates and aisles filled with various antique silverware.

A young face with a gloomy face appeared in front of Travers. The man Anduin had seen before was the uncle of Sample Travers, the Death Eater. It seemed that in Sample's memory, this An uncle can give a strong sense of security.

"Sample, the majesty of the Dark Lord will soon cover this land, just watch, the Travers family will gain more power!" The uncle of Sample laughed and showed off to him.

His uncle seemed to have said something else, but at this time the scene turned into a thick fog again and was reassembled. The sight was in a dark house surrounded by various bookshelves and alchemy materials. It looked like a book In the museum and treasure room, Sample's mother, the young woman with long pale blond hair, appeared beside him.

"The Dark Lord ordered us to transfer some dark magic items to my younger brother, who is now the owner of Malfoy Manor." The young woman said as she led Sample along, and then took a few items from the surrounding shelves. Including a plain looking notebook, a weird statue and more.

"Mom, what is this?" Sample asked, pointing to a one-meter-long thing that looked like a dried root.

"It's a dragon heart tendon from the 'Black Dragon of the Heshidia'. It was originally intended to be cut and made into a magic wand. Such a long and complete dragon heart tendon is rare. It may be a good alchemy tool for you in the future. .” The young woman laughed.

"Remember this, these are the foundations of the Travers family's long-term prosperity in the wizarding world." The young woman warned Sample.

"Aren't we born noble? We have noble blood flowing from our bodies, and we are born different from those dirty Muggles." Sample said, staring at the young woman.

"This is what your uncle told you again." The young woman looked at Sampel angrily, "Even if we have a noble blood, we can't get carried away, anyway, just remember it."

The memory is condensed into a picture and then turned into a cloud, and after continuous tumbling and expansion, it turns into another scene.

In another gorgeous manor, the young woman pulled Sample and looked at the two people opposite, or it should be said that there were three people.

One of the grown men had neatly combed long blond hair, and beside the man sat a young woman with curly hair holding a little boy in her arms.

"Lucius, Narcissa, long time no see, is little Draco already this old?" the blond young woman said with a smile.

"Yulia, you still look so good. When Lucius heard that you were coming, he specially prepared a sumptuous snack for you." Narcissa laughed.

"Dobby, Dobby," Lucius yelled, "Sorry, the house-elf I just bought isn't very sensible."

After Lucius yelled a few times, a young house elf appeared beside his master out of nowhere, "Master, what are your orders?"

"You idiot, why are you reacting so slowly?" Lucius couldn't help but raised his cane and hit Dobby's two sticks, "Where's the dessert I ordered you to prepare?"

"I'm sorry master, I'm sorry, Dobby will serve it to you right away." Dobby begged for mercy in a low voice nervously.

(End of this chapter)