HP Magic Biography

Stupid, he told you he's a purebred?

Harry said unceremoniously, as long as anyone related to Voldemort, everyone knows this.

Tom Riddle?

The name Voldemort comes from his Muggle father, the poor Slytherin woman who gave birth to him with a love potion.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise, it is not certain whether Voldemort will exist or not.

However, such a past resume has now become a taboo for Death Eaters.

Fan Lin is right, you are just a group of poor people who dare not face it. Harry said disdainfully, not knowing where the confidence came from, Harry gradually straightened his back.

Give me... shut up! Bella was like an angry beast, her fluffy curly hair was like a snarling poisonous snake, revealing a thin face.

(Cruciatus)!

Harry almost had to dodge it reflexively, but the angry Bella was obviously not something Harry could match, especially in the case of a sudden attack, Harry almost had no time to react, and a red light sank into Harry's body.

Compared with Tarfel's Cruciatus Curse, Bella is obviously better at this aspect, and because of anger, even the Cruciatus Curse knocked Harry to the ground heavily.

Like being in a fire, Harry felt that every cell in his body was burning, but the feeling of pain...

Okay, Bellatrix! Malfoy's hand grasped Bellatrix's wrist for an instant.

In the next second, the feeling of pain faded from Harry's body, as if he had just been fished out of the water, Harry gasped heavily. It's like a drowning man getting a chance to see the light of day again.

This is what you do... Harry panted, deny the facts, you dare not even admit Voldemort's past, why, this...goes against your purpose, relying on something that you should look down on...

Cruciate...

No, stop, Bellatrix! Malfoy pressed Bellatrix's hand, Bellatrix, yes, we don't have time, and he's the Dark Lord's prey He said softly, looking at Harry from under the hood, And you, Potter, don't challenge our bottom line again and again, it won't do you any good...

But he dared, dared... Bellatrix screamed incoherently,

Dirty bastard!

We'll talk about everything after we get the prophecy ball! Malfoy said decisively.

Prophecy ball?! Harry caught the word keenly, You want me to go down and get a prophecy ball?

This answer somewhat surprised him. Before that, he always thought it would be a weapon. But after careful recollection, Harry felt that it was very reasonable.

In his dream, one just saw a shelf with crystal balls.

It can be said that the number of prophecies there is beyond imagination. Even the records of the Ministry of Magic cannot completely identify every prophecy, and all of them are sealed there.

It's kept within the Department of Mysteries, Malfoy replied, pointing his wand at Harry. Get up and go!

What kind of prophecy was that? Harry asked, trying to sound more composed.

Don't play tricks on us, Potter. Lucius said bluntly, trying to refuse Harry's question.

I'm not playing tricks, I mean... Harry's brain was running fast, I mean, there are so many prophecy balls, how do I know which one I'm looking for.

You'll know when you get there, Potter. Rookwood said as if he were a friend, but it was hard for Harry to feel even the slightest sense of intimacy.

Wait a minute... Harry said suddenly, and everyone stopped and looked at him.

What do you want to do, Potter. Lucius said, I warned you not to play tricks, or, do you think, these people around you... are just decorations, Potter...

Bellatrix raised her eyebrows, a dangerous and crazy smile appeared on her skinny face.

Dirty little bastard, are you planning to run away?

It's none of your business, Bellatrix, if you still want me to live and help Voldemort get something. Harry said out loud.

You dirty...

Bellatrix, step back. Lucius forced a smile.

But……

For the sake of the Dark Lord, that brat is right. We can't touch him. Whether it's the Dark Lord or Tarfur, if something happens to Potter, that woman will never miss the chance to hit us. Lucius frowned. Frowning and talking quickly, he looked up from time to time to look at Harry who was surrounded in the center.

Okay... Bellatrix said unwillingly, she just looked at Harry a little madly, and the threat in her eyes was naturally self-evident.

Okay, Potter, I advise you not to provoke Bellatrix, otherwise...

I'm not provocative. Harry said seriously, I'm just stating some facts, and I really don't know what the crystal ball you need looks like, no one wants to die for no reason...

Then you should be smart, Potter, don't waste half a day on these meaningless things, don't play tricks with me, this is the last time I warn you! Lucius looked at Harry dangerously, for I am very dissatisfied with the behavior of someone who has not captured the slightest consciousness.

I remember, you once said... Harry recalled, two things, but the crystal ball is only one of them, and the other you didn't tell me, I can't think of what it is, and how to get it.

Oh...it's none of your business. Lucius said coldly, All you need to do is take out that crystal ball and hand it to me, then kneel in front of the Dark Lord and beg for his forgiveness.

But you didn't ask me to get it... Harry pretended not to understand, If... I mean if...

Be smart, boy, no matter how much you delay, no one will come to save you, Dumbledore is not here! said a tall Death Eater, the voice was somewhat familiar, on the night of Voldemort's resurrection, haha Leigh had heard it.

That was Goyle's father, a bunch of guys who came out of Slytherin.

If there's nothing wrong, I think we can go, Potter, don't try to do anything, even if... Malfoy glanced at the wand tightly clutched in Harry's hand.