miss foley of hp hogwarts

"What did you do to my dear master!? Ah!!!"

Bellatrix's hysterical voice echoed through the dark room.

Lucius followed her and saw Voldemort, who was leaning on the chair and still didn't respond to Bella's loud shout, a little dazed, and then looked at Ace.

At this time, Bella's wand was already pressed against the girl's slender and white neck, the light flickering faintly, and the Cruciatus Curse was ready to strike.

Ace waved Bella away and cleared his throat in discomfort, "It's just that he took a concentration pill."

Bella stared at Ace fiercely, "How do I know if you did something, bitch?"

She was very dissatisfied with Voldemort's regard and appreciation for the young couple. The master's eyes should only stay on herself.

Ace frowned and glanced at Avery, "Master is about to wake up. Besides, what can I do to the great Voldemort?"

The once arrogant and elegant Bellatrix Black seemed to be a figment of his imagination, but now Bellatrix seemed to have been cast by some vicious black magic by Voldemort. Ace truly doubted this.

Regulus Black and Sister Narcissa seemed to be the only two normal people in the Black family, and Sirius was also unreasonably stubborn.

As for the others, they have long been considered a shame by the Black family and have been expelled. They even wish to cast a "forget" on everyone to make everyone forget that they once belonged to the Black family.

Bella looked at Avery, wanting to use "Legilimency" on him immediately to see if this was the case just now.

"That's right." Avery reluctantly choked out these words, looking very regretful that Ace was not tortured.

Bella then sat on the armrest of Voldemort's chair and gently wiped the non-existent sweat from Voldemort's forehead.

Ace and Avery were relieved.

However, she despised the way Bella looked at Voldemort. Judging from her messy clothes, it seemed that Bella had just climbed out of Voldemort's bed not long ago.

She really "can go to the hall and go to the kitchen", and the hat on Mr. Lestrange's head is as green as the green buds of the Whomping Willow in spring.

This deformed and disgusting love.

Faced with Voldemort who looked like this and could make such a gesture, Ace wouldn't believe it at all if Voldemort didn't cast any curse on her.

After all, Bella and Narcissa were once known as the two beautiful flowers of the Black family, and countless young people fell under her skirt.

Lucius had the same idea and shook his head secretly in his mind.

He knew better. Bella was tortured by the Cruciatus Curse for a long time after losing Voldemort's things.

He couldn't help but sigh at the horror of the Cruciatus Curse.

It seemed that Bella's arrival made Avery very nervous. From time to time, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, in this cold winter season.

As Voldemort's most capable subordinate, she had tortured almost every family leader who could appear at this conference table.

The people who are not at this table are already dead souls under her wand.

Everyone was waiting for Voldemort to wake up in this weird atmosphere.

"boom!"

The crystal ball beside Asta's bed was swung to the ground by her.

There was almost no blood on her usually red lips, and fine cold sweat appeared on her forehead, spreading to her back, leaving a wet streak.

"You can't do this anymore, Asta!" Sirius held her cold hand and his tone was very serious.

"If you continue to advance your abilities like this, your body won't be able to bear it."

"It's the same result, Sirius." With tears filling his blue eyes, Asta looked at Sirius without responding to his accusation.

Sirius pursed his lips, "That's just your precognitive dream, Asta, it will change with our choices."

Asta shook her head. Ever since she suddenly started having this dream, this ending had never changed.

Sirius held her shoulders, "I won't allow you to do this again! If you continue like this, you won't be able to survive until the end comes!"

In a short period of time, Asta forced herself to have precognitive dreams almost every day, which made her lose weight quickly.

Sirius was angry about this but couldn't do anything about it.

Even if he could watch Asta here and prevent her from using her ability to predict, he would be beyond his reach when she returned home.

"I'll do whatever I can to change this, Asta."

Asta looked at Sirius and just nodded.

But she didn't tell him that in her dream, no matter what changes happened, everyone died in the end, and Sirius didn't even appear when the ending came.

She forced herself like this just to make some changes in her dream and seek that glimmer of hope.

It was so painful to watch the people I knew tortured and die one by one.

This is a huge blow to the innocent and kind-hearted Asta.

Snape was also walking around anxiously at this time, causing Diane to frown while processing the letter.

"Stop, Snape." Diane rubbed her brows.

"I have to go to Malfoy Manor, Diane."

Snape looked at Diane, wishing that he would immediately "Apparate" and appear in front of Ace.

"The Averys are totally unreliable."

"Don't underestimate the power of these families, Snape." Diane shook her head, "Besides, from what I understand, Ace never does anything he's not sure about."

"That's Voldemort."

Diane stood up holding on to the table and leaned over to look at Snape, "He is just a gutter rat. He doesn't even dare to face Professor Dumbledore, Snape."

"Just wait, Snape."

After saying that, Diane sat down and continued to write the emails that she wanted to send to various places quickly.

Overwhelmed by her aura, Snape slumped down and sat down, feeling annoyed.He is such a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing!

Diane glanced at Snape and sighed, for these two poor men.

People who were supposed to be born toward the sun struggled in the mire after birth, while the other walked against the light and fell from light into darkness.

And Ace finally waited for Voldemort's admiring eyes.

"Huh, I haven't had such a sweet dream for a long time, Foley."

Raising his hand to ask Bella to stand aside, Voldemort felt with satisfaction that his soul was at peace and there was no longer any tearing pain.

"My pleasure, Master."

An ambitious smile appeared on Ace's face, and he glanced at Avery proudly.

"In that case, I'll leave the matter of those little Gryffindor bugs to you." Voldemort tapped his fingertips on the table and made a clear "click-click" sound, "I know you have always been reluctant to see wizards. There are casualties in the world.”

"That's great, Master," Ace's face lit up, surprised by his instructions.

"I'll show them you're right."

With Voldemort's nod, Ace left Malfoy Manor, Bella's dissatisfied complaints could be heard faintly behind him.

"Keep your son in check, Avery."

Glancing at Voldemort's expression, Avery nodded quickly.

It wasn't until he completely left Malfoy Manor and arrived at Spider's End that Ace took off his guard and walked tiredly towards Snape's house.

The ring that was hidden in the inner pocket of the skirt was put into the mezzanine of the ordinary white oak ring box.