Homecoming from Hogwarts

Pushing open the door, when Amosta brought Draco into the office, everyone's eyes immediately turned to them.

The Death Eaters tied up by Dumbledore were surrounded by the strikers and sat on the floor dejectedly.

Some people were still unconscious, with blood oozing from the wounds on their bodies, staining the floor red.

It's not that the batters didn't see it, they just turned a blind eye to it.

In the wizarding world, the issue of whether to restore the death penalty is still under discussion, but these Death Eaters are about to be tried.

At least the strikers didn't want to see these villains who killed their comrades "living out their days" in Avalon Prison. It was more in line with their expectations that they would die now.

"The Dark Lord is unbeatable, Blaine!"

After a moment of silence, the dishevelled Bellatrix immediately bared her teeth at Amosita who walked into the office. She stared at Amosita with hatred like a ghost, as if she wanted to eat him alive.

"The Dark Lord will surely come back, and he will gather even more powerful forces, Brian. Anyone who dares to resist him will pay a heavy price!"

"Shut up!"

Kingsley hit his cane hard and scolded him harshly, but Bellatrix did not show any weakness. Instead, she glared at Kingsley fiercely.
"Just wait, Shacklebolt. The Dark Lord will overthrow the Ministry of Magic, and your entire family of wizard scum will be killed!"

A group of strikers stared at Bellatrix with their eyes flickering, as if they were wondering whether to make this crazy Death Eater suffer.

Bellatrix's wild words also made Kingsley change color, but he finally suppressed his anger and came to Amosta with his crutches.

Kingsley looked at Draco coldly. The crime committed by this kid from Draco Malfoy tonight was equally serious.

Even if he showed mercy, it was reasonable for him to be expelled from Hogwarts.

but--
Kingsley retracted his gaze and looked at Amosta with a little respect.
"Send them to Avalon now, Amosta?"

"Oh, I don't think there's any need to be so anxious--"

Amosta withdrew his gaze from Bellatrix and said in a gentle tone,

"There are already enough people who can't get a rest tonight. There is no need to disturb more people's sleep. Let's wait until dawn. Then we will escort these Death Eaters to Avalon together--"

Kingsley had no objection, and he looked at Draco again.

As soon as the Malfoy boy came in, he stared at Lucius Malfoy who was leaning against the wall next to the fireplace. Amos Star must have brought him in for a reason.

"Draco wants to speak to his father alone—"

Amosta patted Draco on the shoulder and said to Kingsley,
"As his professor, I think this request is worth meeting. After tonight, I'm afraid they won't see each other for a while—"

Hearing this, Draco couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

That's right, no matter what, his father would not be able to escape prison. Even if he did, according to what he had just inferred from Professor Brain's words, his father was actually working for Professor Brain.
"Draco—"

At Kingsley's signal, two strikers came over with Lucius Malfoy in a clamp.

Lucius had guessed something from his son's emotional gaze.

He glanced at Brian without showing any expression and nodded imperceptibly.

Although he was annoyed by the fact that Blaine had taken advantage of Draco.

But judging by what happened at the end of tonight, Blaine did not break his promise and he did not give up on Draco.

Moreover, he just called himself Draco's professor, so the Ministry of Magic would not pursue his crime anymore.

As for himself.
The best outcome is to hide in Avalon Prison for a while. I heard that the environment there is different from Azkaban.

hypocritical!

Malfoy wasn't the only one to notice that Blaine still acknowledged Draco as his student.

Bellatrix noticed it, too.

Behind her messy hair, the pair of eyes filled with madness and hatred moved, and she immediately began to howl and yell,

"The Dark Lord is magnanimous and merciful, Draco. He won't blame you for your mistake. Kill Brian, and you will get a reward you can't even imagine!"

It wasn't just the strikers who ordered her to shut up. Lucius's expression changed suddenly. He turned around and shouted angrily at Bellatrix,

"Shut up, stupid woman, do you want to kill Draco?"

"Where is your loyalty to the Dark Lord tonight, Lucius? He is just a son!" Bellatrix, who did not expect to be scolded by Lucius, yelled crazily.

"If I had a child, I would teach him to serve the Dark Lord at the cost of his life!"

madman!

Among the group of strikers who were staring at Bellatrix with grim faces, more than one person thought so.

Even the Death Eaters who were also bound were shifting their butts on the floor, trying to get away from Bellatrix.

This woman's obsession with the Dark Lord has reached an unreasonable level.

It's Amosta.

His half-closed eyelids trembled, and an indescribable subtlety emerged on his face.

"I think you need to find a place alone to calm down, Bellatrix -"

After signaling the striker to send the Malfoy father and son out, Amosita restrained his emotions and said to Bellatrix coldly.

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He raised his hand, and Bellatrix, who was restrained by the whole body binding spell, slowly floated up.
"I'll find her a place to stay alone. I think the fourth floor is good. I remember there was an old room up there where a house-elf gave birth to a baby—"

Nothing could be more unpleasant than what Bellatrix was saying now. She had none of the dignity of a pure-blood family and cursed Amosta's previous generations of relatives like a fierce shrew.

Kingsley, who was originally worried that Amosta would act on impulse and use the death penalty on Bellatrix, also shut up.

Based on the curses she said, it wouldn't be a big deal for Amosita to cast the Cruciatus Curse on her.

As an experienced Auror, he had done this himself before.

"Amosta--"

Just before Amosta walked out of the office with Bellatrix floating in the air, Jinsi hesitated and called him.

"Is everything almost over?"

Kingsley asked.

Under the gaze of many people, after being silent for two seconds, Amosta curled up his lips and revealed a mellow smile.

"Soon, believe me--"

boom!
It is indeed a classroom that may not have been used for hundreds of years.

The broken tables were placed randomly in the middle of the classroom. The floor was dusty. The curtains, most of which were soaked in dirt, were taken down and stacked in the shape of a nest.

Bellatrix was thrown onto the pile of curtains.

"Kill me, Brian, and the Dark Lord will remember my sacrifice!"

Bellatrix didn't seem to care at all that she was brought to this shabby classroom by Amosstar, most likely to be tortured and interrogated. Her shrill laughter echoed in the empty classroom, scaring a Boggart hiding in the desk cabinet so much that it banged against the cabinet door nervously.

"I have never done anything so unkind as this. Damn Salazar Slytherin—"

Amosta whispered with a hint of melancholy, which immediately silenced the clamoring Bellatrix.

She hoped that Brian would draw his wand and torture her with the Cruciatus Curse without saying a word. This way, Brian would see how unbreakable her loyalty to the Dark Lord was.

However, Brian showed no intention of using his wand.

Under the glow of the bloody moonlight, Amosita's face with a hint of strange compassion made Bellatrix shudder!
pat!

With a crisp snap of her fingers, Bellatrix immediately found that her stiff body could move.

Like a rabbit, Bellatrix jumped up from the ground, but she retreated backwards driven by instinct, with the intention of tearing Brian to pieces.

Until her back was pressed against the cold wall and she had nowhere to retreat, Bellatrix asked viciously,

"What the hell are you trying to do, Brian?"

Like a god with compassion for the world, Amostar's faint purple eyes reflected Bellatrix's helpless heart.
"Would you be interested in serving me, Bellatrix?"

(End of this chapter)