HP's Wretched

"Flotte, we are classmates, please don't kill me, please, I promise, I will never say anything about it." Tennessee's pleading voice was already crying.

Flotte's hand holding the wand hesitated whether to point at him or not.This Tennessee family is indeed not a famous family. Joining the Death Eaters is nothing more than wanting to get away from celebrities and money. It doesn't matter if he is missing, but this is my classmate after all. See, there is always some camaraderie.

Seeing that Flotte seemed to be hesitating, Tennessee seemed to see the hope of living, and he continued to say with all his might and flirtatiousness: "You and I are classmates, how could I betray you, just let me go, you let me I promise to do anything."

Snape, who was not far away just now, had already strolled over at this time, and he was really familiar with this person on the ground. This familiarity brought back Snape's memories: he gave a lot to him in the first grade. He made troubles by himself, either not letting him eat, or casting a small curse on himself. Later, when he found that he couldn't beat him, he hid far away and said bad things about him, but now he is like a pug. Wagging his tail and begging for his life, this scene is really ridiculous.When Snape saw Flott's hesitant wand, the death in his eyes had already dissipated by more than half. Is this really stuck by the so-called friendship?Thinking of this, Snape couldn't help snorting coldly.

Flott rolled her eyes at Snape, who was watching the play nearby, and asked, "Do you think I'll keep him or not?"

Although Tennessee didn't know who the person in front of him was, he only knew that it wasn't Luster, or perhaps Flotte's adulterer. It was contempt in his heart, but when he heard these words, his eyes Containing eager hope to Snape, wishing very much that he would say that he would save his life.

Snape hated his eager and undignified eyes very much, so he slowly replied: "That depends on whether you believe the mouth of the living or the mouth of the dead."

"It makes sense." Flotte turned her head and looked at Tennessee again, with a smile still on her face, as gentle and approachable as Tennessee had seen in school, but now in this scene, Tennessee felt a wave of Chill, this smile is too scary.Flotte looked at Tennessee's expression with satisfaction, and said lightly, "I'm sorry old classmate, I still think the mouth of a dead person is safer." Yes, she can't gamble with her own and her son's wealth, wealth, or even life How safe was Tennessee's mouth after using the Oblivion Charm.

Tennessee's pupils suddenly widened when he heard these words, and his body began to tremble in fear again. Just when his mouth was trembling and about to continue begging for mercy, he found that he could no longer speak.He suddenly turned his head to look at Snape who was standing beside him, it was indeed the Silencing Curse he cast on himself...

Flott didn't pay attention to Snape's small movements, but gently covered Tennessee's eyes with her hands, and said gently: "Don't worry, I'll strike quickly, don't be afraid." After finishing speaking, Flott said Pointing the tip of the wand to Tennessee's heart, she could feel the people below her desperately twisting and trying to be controlled by her, but the Leg Locking Curse was extremely effective, and he absolutely couldn't use his strength right now. .

Flotte silently recited a spell, and the green beam shot straight at Tennessee's chest.Tennessee, who had been writhing like a fresh fish for a moment, was now lying quietly on the cold ground without making a sound.Flotte gently brushed his eyes with her hand, helping him close the eyelids slowly.Then he looked at Snape and asked, "What should we do with this corpse? Have you brought corpse water?" The number of Death Eaters was already quite a lot, and now one less person would be regarded as being inferior to others and being killed. Just clean up the body.

Snape nodded expressionlessly, signaling Flott to stay away, and then took out a delicate small glass bottle from his arms. The color of the liquid inside was beautiful pink, but this beautiful thing always dangerous.

Snee pulled out the cork and gently poured the pink liquid inside onto Tennessee's body.The moment the originally transparent and dreamy liquid hit the corpse, a bunch of black bubbles popped up instantly, and more and more grew, gradually covering the entire corpse. They continuously dissolved the flesh of the corpse, emitting an unpleasant stench. But the efficiency of dissolution is surprisingly high, and the flesh and bones will be exposed after a while.The bubble is not picky, and when it meets the bone, it will try to dissolve him again. Presumably, there may be only a puddle of water left on the ground after a while.

Flott had seen the power of the corpse-killing water before, but it was the first time he was so close. The unpleasant smell made Flott want to vomit, and Flott blamed all this on Snape: " Can't you make a scented one?"

"I don't know that this corpse water can be vaporized enough to melt your brain. Do you not know the difference between corpse water and perfume?"

"It's true that I want to throw this thing on you." Hearing Snape's sarcasm, Flotte remembered the anger just now.

"I just helped you dispose of the corpse, but you forgot it in a blink of an eye. You really have no brains."

"Hey, no, who is to blame for today's incident? If it weren't for your reluctance to hurt Mrs. Potter, why would we evacuate in such a mess, why would I almost split apart, and why would someone see me!"

"It's you who insisted on coming over and crossing your legs, and it's not me pulling you and not letting you go!"

"Ha!" Hearing these words, Flotte became angry immediately, "What do you mean I crossed my legs, didn't I just want to finish the task quickly, otherwise the effect of the medicine will fail, be careful and I will let you know Tell the good news without reporting it! If I don't pull you to evacuate, you will have been shot all over your body!"

Snape knew that it was his own fault today, and it was indeed Flott who pulled him out, and he almost caused Flott to split up.But knowing it was one thing, admitting it was another, he just didn't like to see this troublesome and flamboyant look.Snape said disdainfully, "Without you..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a change in his Death Eater mark, so he immediately looked at Flotte, and sure enough, Flotte was also looking at her own Death Eater mark.

"His Royal Highness is calling." Snape said in a low voice.

Flotte sighed resignedly, it seems that the Dark Lord didn't intend to let them sleep today, the time just now was nothing more than a time to rest and recuperate, Flotte said while taking out the compound decoction: "I feel it. "Then took a sip with disgust on his face, put on a mask and got ready to go.

……

It was late at night by the time Voldemort sat in the huge chair at the end of the hall.All the Death Eaters bowed and knelt, waiting for the Dark Lord to speak.

"I'm very happy." Voldemort's voice was a little tired, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his tone. "I'm glad that you brought back the prey alive, and I'm also glad that you asked for what I wanted."

"Congratulations, master." Bellatrix said with flattery and admiration in her eyes.

"Thank you, Bella." Voldemort was satisfied with the congratulations. "You always know that I am a person who likes to reward and punish."

The pure-bloods knelt down at the bottom without saying a word. They knew that once the Dark Lord said this, someone would be rewarded and punished tonight.

"Little Barty, Dizrael, come on, come on."

Wearing a disguise, Flotte heard the Dark Lord calling her name so kindly, she knew that she would gain supreme power again tonight, so she also crawled to Voldemort's feet with a flattering face, and bowed her head. Kiss Voldemort's toe like any other Death Eater.

"I'm very happy, my best servant, you have made great contributions to the mission today, and you should be rewarded by me." After speaking, two books were conjured up, and they were thrown at Flotte and little Klaus before.Flotte took one piously but urgently. The moment her fingertips just touched the book, a force was felt throughout her body. She knew it was a good black magic book.

Voldemort looked at the two greedy eyes under his feet with satisfaction, and enjoyed the envy and unwillingness of the people below. He liked to control others and control other people's desires.Voldemort hissed again: "Okay, since we succeeded, it should be worth celebrating." After Voldemort finished speaking, he waved his hand, and all of a sudden the dark hall became brightly lit, and then a bunch of elves appeared in the air , began to place food.

Originally, I was waiting to gloat and see who would be the one to be punished, but I didn't expect that what I was waiting for was a banquet. The Death Eaters below couldn't help being a little surprised, but looking at the mouth-watering food, I forgot any noisy thoughts up.

"Enjoy yourself." Voldemort signaled that the feast was ready, and when all the Death Eaters were about to get up, Voldemort said again, "Severus, come to my study."

Hearing that Snape was called away by Voldemort alone, Flott looked suspiciously at Snape who hadn't got up yet, but the woman's intuition told her that waiting for Snape must be a bad thing.

The author has something to say:

Send away the passerby I wrote by myself, but this passerby has good eyesight, adulterer hehehe (?﹃??).

I found that the most difficult person to write turned out to be Lao Fu.

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