HP: Hogwarts, but pro-generation

Unconsciously, Xia and Betty fell asleep. It was not their fault, they were not considered warriors, and Voldemort treated them much better than ordinary prisoners. Except for the harsh environment in the cellar, Xia could not think of anything bad. Think about it, they could even hold their own wands.

The two Death Eaters guarding the door were talking in low voices. It was obvious that they had no interest in guarding the two little witches. The thick iron door blocked Xia's possibility of trying to listen to their conversation. Everything seemed so peaceful. Xia and Betty fell asleep in such an environment.

There was a sound of clattering footsteps and loud voices outside, Xia opened her eyes with difficulty, she was still sleepy. But soon, the sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

"Let me see, our prisoners seem to be living well here." Bellatrix's sharp and contemptuous voice came from the iron gate.

Xia protected Betty behind her calmly. The light coming from the iron gate made Xia, who had adapted to the dark light, close her eyes. The footsteps gradually approached. Xia saw Bellatrix's condescending expression. She looked Xia up and down as if she was recalling something. Xia didn't understand what she meant, but the next second she knew what Bellatrix meant by that look.

Bellatrix sneered. She lifted Xia's chin with her wand and said playfully, "Ah, let me think - these beautiful eyes are really unforgettable, aren't they?"

Xia's heart trembled. She remembered, she knew——

"What fun it was having with those dirty Muggles..." Bellatrix narrowed her eyes. She was furious when she thought of what happened three years ago. Her good sister had betrayed the pure Black family and the noble pure blood and eloped with a Mudblood. Ha, what else did she see? Her good cousin happened to be in the Muggle world too. What a beautiful day - she discovered two pro-Muggle Blacks, two shameful - traitors!

Shia lay on the ground in agony. She felt like her head was going to explode. The piercing pain made her feel like she was dying. Betty was shouting something behind her. Shia couldn't hear clearly. Her ears were ringing and her sense of the surroundings was getting weaker and weaker. She felt herself raising her arm - the wand. Yes, she still had the wand - Shia wanted to recite a spell to end this tormenting feeling, but the faint light gradually weakened in Bellatrix's crazy laughter, and Shia's arm fell down weakly.

Soon, the piercing feeling faded, but Xia's heart could not settle down. She heard Betty's scream - Bellatrix used the Cruciatus Curse on her. Betty's voice sounded much more painful than her own, and Xia realized this in a fuzzy consciousness.

"Bella." The cold voice echoed in the cellar, and Betty's screams stopped.

"Master..." Bellatrix said with a tone of reverence and obsession, "Look at our captives, their expressions are so charming..."

Voldemort raised his hand to interrupt his loyal subordinate, and without any warning of emotion, the temperature of the entire cellar dropped again. He said: "I said, don't go too far."

Xia raised her head with difficulty. She vaguely saw Bellatrix glaring at her resentfully. She looked like she was very angry about being warned by her master about outsiders receiving Voldemort's attention.

"Miss Hopps," Voldemort said in a cold voice. He smiled at Xia. This expression might have been considered handsome on Voldemort's face more than a decade ago, but Xia felt disgusted now. "I'm so glad to meet you. Ah, I've been looking forward to this day for so long."

Bellatrix uttered a vicious "ho ho" sound, but Voldemort ignored her: "My God, you look so miserable. This is not the treatment a pure-blood should receive—"

Bellatrix made another disdainful sound, and Voldemort said coldly: "Shut up, Bellatrix."

Xia's vision gradually became clear. She saw that Bellatrix's face was blue and white, and she wanted to tear herself apart immediately. She must have been wondering why this person in front of her had won the favor of her master -

Xia gave a mocking smile, she said "Oh", and asked back: "Really? I can't see what you are expecting-"

"Oh! Oh, no," Voldemort said condescendingly, standing in front of Xia: "It seems that you don't have a correct understanding of yourself, poor lady. I am sincerely praying for the day when I can meet you. You are priceless."

The sneer on Xia's face grew. She narrowed her eyes at Voldemort's expression of regret for not knowing him correctly, and then said sarcastically: "Oh, is this your attitude towards "priceless"? "

"That depends on your level of cooperation, my poor lady." Voldemort said with regret, "Use you for my own benefit, or be imprisoned here by me - oh, I believe that one day you will understand our good intentions."

Voldemort's hypocrisy made Xia's stomach churn, and she didn't want to talk anymore. Xia lowered her head to look at Betty's situation, frowning and closing her eyes.

Voldemort saw it, and what he said made Xia couldn't help but curse: "It seems that if you don't agree, this lady will be in pain forever. I give you three days, I hope to hear a satisfactory answer, otherwise-"

Bellatrix laughed. She was happy to see that scene. Voldemort was very satisfied with Bella's reaction. He changed the subject and said, "Swear words are not suitable for good children."

He walked out of the cellar. Bellatrix was still there, looking at Xia gloomily. She was still angry that someone other than her could get special treatment from the master.

As Voldemort disappeared from view, Bellatrix took the wand from their captive.

"Don't push yourself—" she repeated in a low voice, snorting, her fingers tapping lightly on her wand. "Don't push yourself, of course, I will—"

"Crucio..." Bellatrix was still nonchalant. She used the spell as casually as if it were a levitation spell. "Oh, yes, I was merciful."

The piercing pain did not spread to Xia. She was horrified to find that Betty's body was twitching in her arms. Her hands randomly touched Betty's hair and face and then held her hands, but this did not relieve Betty's pain. The intermittent sound that came out of her throat made Xia unable to stop crying, "Betty? Betty, dear, please open your eyes, please, I...oh, what should I do, what should I do - it's me, it's all me, I'm sorry, Betty - please..."

Bellatrix enjoyed Xia's pain, enjoyed Betty's pain, and she laughed happily: "I let you go yesterday, but today... Ha - Cruciatus..."

Betty's twitching stopped, and in her blurred vision there was only a beautiful silver hair and a pair of sky blue eyes filled with tears.

Such a panicked look didn't suit her at all, Betty thought dazedly.

She heard another Cruciatus Curse coming towards them. The girl in the Hogwarts school robe stood in front of her. Then there were countless other spells. The person who held her in his arms shrank again and again and groaned, but she stubbornly never left. She stood in front of her again, just like she stood in front of her three years ago and bravely faced the screaming mandrake that was terrifying to the first grade. She still remembered that she turned around and smiled and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Betty would never forget that smile, a smile that was sunny and reassuring.

"Don't be afraid, Betty." She was smiling now, but it was painful and forced.

But Merlin, she is my warrior.