HP's Wretched

Chapter 52

"Your magic is gone now, and you have been given veritaserum again, tell me!" Flotte grabbed the hair of the Thai man kneeling on the ground fiercely, her voice was so angry that she said, "Say! What's the matter?" A way to release my son's soul from this doll! Tell me!"

"No, no, there's no way." The Thai man whose hair was pulled was grinning in pain and trembling all over. He didn't want to say such a fatal answer, but there was really no way.

"Decipher!" Flotte threw a blow at the Thai without even thinking about it, "Keep thinking about it!"

"Ah!" The Thai man relaxed in pain, and wanted to fall forward, but his hair was grabbed, and the pain of being imprisoned had made his face twisted in pain, "I really can't help it." , There is no way! This child was forcibly made into a Gumantong, and he is already considered a grievance. He must be allowed to dispel his grievances, otherwise, even if the doll is opened, he can only be a lonely ghost. Places to go."

When Flotte heard these words, it was as if she had seen a savior. She slammed the hair in her hand, prompting the Thai man to face her face to face: "Then, how do you reduce his resentment?"

"You, you, you are him, his mother, so take him with you and burn incense every day to make offerings. Resentment, resentment will disappear sooner or later."

"How long was that?"

"It may take more than ten years, until the stone doll completely returns to light gray, and the resentment will be eliminated..." The voice of the Thai became smaller and smaller.

"What! He will be imprisoned for more than ten years!" Flotte's originally stern eyes gradually turned red, and tears slowly overflowed, "You bastards! He is only a little over a year old. Beast!" Flotte yelled at the Thai with all her strength, "I'll cut off your flesh bit by bit right now!" After shouting, Flotte kicked the kneeling Thai The man kicked away, pointing his wand at him, ready to cast a spell.

"I, I was also forced! This is what Mrs. Anderson forced me to do!"

"Who are you talking about?" Flotte lowered her wand.

"Mrs. Nakedros Anderson (Flott's eldest sister.)"

"Nectros." Flotte muttered, "Why?"

"I, I, I don't know." The Thai was trembling with fear, and his words were trembling and awkward.

"You don't need to interrogate him sentence by sentence." Snape's deep voice recalled from the stairs, "The reason why we can't take him into insanity is the amulet on his body, but now the amulet I have untied the associated magic circle on the Internet, and you can enter his mind and explore it at will."

"Oh." Flotte sneered at the Thai man on the ground who was shaking with pain or fear, and said, "You seem to have quite a lot of good things on your body. It took me so long to work hard. Now just toss your head silly!" After speaking, Flotte raised her wand and was about to chant a spell, but for some reason, it suddenly stopped.

Snape, who was walking towards here not far away, seemed to see why Flott was hesitating, so for the first time his tone was a little gentler, and he said, "If you don't dare, I can look for you." He knew that entering this person's mind must be to revisit what happened to little Tiger that day. No mother in the world would like to see such a heart-wrenching picture.

Flotte didn't reply immediately, but was extraordinarily quiet, but the unstoppable tears in her eyes and trembling body were enough to prove her hesitation and entanglement.After a while, Flotte finally spoke to break the silence: "I will come by myself, I want to avenge my son, so I have to see who is there with my own eyes!" After making up her mind, Flotte chanted, " Remembrance!"

After entering the memory, Flotte found those scenes neatly:

"No, Gumanthong is to use dead children. It is a good thing to offer, but forcibly making a living child into a Gumanthong is no different from refining a little ghost. It may not be effective!" The Thai people's attitude of rejection is very clear.

"Okay, since you don't do it, don't blame me." It was Nakedros (Flotte's eldest sister) who spoke.

"what are you going to do?"

Nakedros smiled lightly, leaned forward and said, "What's the matter, seeing your fluent English, you should have been here for a long time, but you thought you could get rid of those people in Asia who were deceived by you by escaping here? Are you chasing and killing people? You, a Buddhist card seller, sold Yin cards into Yang cards, and killed a lot of people. You are here to explain the truth to me! You said that I put you so full of "sense of justice" How about handing over your people to those who want to kill you?"

When the Thai people heard this, their faces turned pale, and they hurriedly said, "Don't, don't! I'll do it!"

The memory shifted again...

"This... can really restore my mana?" Dizrael asked with some doubts as he looked at the bloodline magic scroll in his hand that had disappeared for many years.

"Of course." Nakedros pushed the Thai beside him a step forward, and continued, "This secret method is called Gumanthong in Thailand, and he can help you, but you have to pay a small price... ..."

The memory shifted again...

"Son, Dad is sorry for you, and there is nothing Dad can do about it." The little Tiger in Dizrael's arms did not make a sound. If you observe carefully, you will find that the little Tiger's face is no longer as pink as a baby's. , and replaced by lifeless purple-black, after all, how can a child who has lost his breath have a good face?

This Gumantong needs to use a child who died young. Since Little Tiger does not meet the conditions, then find a way to meet the conditions. Needless to say, everyone knows this method, that is-killing.

Dizrael gently stroked Little Tiger's face and said, "Dad tried his best to make it less painful for you to go."

The Thai people who watched this scene not far away actually knew very well in their hearts, what is pain or not, how can death be painless, even if you faint with medicine first, and then do it, can you really guarantee that you will not be tortured?What's more, the soul will be imprisoned for a while, but it's just self-consolation that doesn't want to be condemned.But no matter how clear he was in his heart, he couldn't say it out, and he wanted to do this immoral thing. Who made him not want to experience the pain of death, so the Thai said: "The ceremony is about to begin."

Dizrael didn't say anything more, and gave the little Tiger who was still lifeless in his hand to the Thai.The Thai gently carried the child into the stroller surrounded by more than 100 candles, took out a pair of sharp scissors from the tools pinned to his waist, opened the knife and fork, and punched little Taylor hard in the stomach plug in...

……

"No!" Flotte sat up from the bed in shock, looked around in horror, and was gradually relieved when she found that she was in her bedroom. She reached out and touched the stone doll hanging around her neck. Other than body temperature, there was nothing abnormal.Yes, she dreamed again, the dream was about the day when she interrogated the damn Thai man, oh, other people's dreams are fictional, but she can always dream about what actually happened, as if she recalled it in her dream Once again, let her remember all the pain that day, including knowing her son's death, this is a punishment, from the punishment given to her by the god of death, she has to get used to it, because when the two-year period comes, the torture she suffered may be There will be more.

Flote looked at the clock standing aside, it was getting late, she should get up, she had to receive two old acquaintances in a while, as for why she received them, Flotte looked at the contract on the dressing table, A contract she signed with the Death Eaters!By whom?Flote raised her arm and crazily shook the silver bell hanging from the silver bracelet on her wrist. The bell made a "jingling" sound, but in Flotte's ears, a man's wailing could be heard.

……

"What did you call me here for?" Snape, who had just come out of the Floo, looked at Flott who was eating, and said with some displeasure, "I really hope that what you said is worth letting me put down the experiment at hand. Tell me something! "

Flotte put down the knife and fork in her hand, and looked at Snape from top to bottom. Sure enough, his face was covered with oil, his body was covered with medicine stains, and there were still big dark circles under his eyes. It seemed that he was boiled again. A night of potions.Flott curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and wanted to ask him if he would like to eat something together to pad his stomach, but seeing Snape's black face, she quickly said that the business should not be unhappy, so Flott put The contract beside him was given to Snape, and he said, "Bellatrix Lestrange and the Lestrange brothers forced me to sign this yesterday."

Snape browsed through the contract, his eyebrows frowned after a while, and asked, "You handed over all the transportation routes of the Luster family to the Dark Lord?"

"No way, they forced me to sign." Flotte said angrily, and rolled up her sleeves after speaking, a bruise-purple blood vessel densely intertwined and protruding on the skin was clearly visible on the arm. The price of washing off the fake Dark Mark, "It seems that I have something to do with Death Eaters again."

Snape put down the contract in his hand, and taunted Flott: "Have you forgotten in your walnut-sized head that Lucius and I are both Death Eaters, so you have long been with Death Eaters?" It’s out of the question.”

Flott gave Snape a blank look, but said nothing.

Snape continued: "I'm not in charge of the business operations of the Death Eaters. I'm only in charge of potions and some black magic research, so I don't know, but I guess Lucius must know better about this."

"It's more than clear, maybe it was he who instigated it! It is clear that he wants to control my transportation line through the hands of the Dark Lord. They are all major shareholders, and they are so greedy! I called you and him at the same time. It should be a while." We'll be there." After speaking, Flotte looked at the fireplace, but she didn't seem to want anyone to come.

"Then you tell him, I'll go first."

"Wait!" Flotte stopped Snape who was about to leave, and said, "You're not here, I...I don't have the confidence to scold him."

"Oh." Snape sneered, turned around and said, "Did you eat breakfast and eat up your recklessness and what little IQ? Have no confidence? No confidence. I saw that you just condemned him. It's pretty strong."

Flotte said that she was lying to Snape when she said she had no confidence, but she really hoped that he would stay. Why did she say that, because she found that every time she had a business discussion with Malfoy, as long as Snape, the king of silence, was present, he would be safe A proper black face means that she is singing a good face, and if she cooperates tacitly, the business negotiation will not suffer.Since discovering this rule, there is no reason for Flott not to pull Snape.

Seeing that although Snape was full of reluctance, he didn't turn around and leave, tsk tsk tsk, how do you describe him?Eat soft or hard?Knife mouth tofu heart?Both are a little out of place.But now the most important thing is to keep him, so Flotte said in another way: "Seeing that you have stayed up all night, let's eat something before leaving, so that we can fill our stomachs and do experiments, how about it?"

Snape thought for a while, although he still had some reluctance on his face, he pulled up a stool and sat down beside the table.

Seeing that Snape agreed, Flott hurriedly asked the elf Waduo brought from Buford's house to bring Snape something to eat.

"You resigned the drug inspector?" Flutter suddenly thought of something and asked.

"kindness."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a great position, with leisure and public pay, I asked Malfoy to find someone to set it up for you." Flotte looked regretful.

Hearing this sentence, Snape's expression was disdainful: "For me? For yourself. I just want my testimony to have more weight."

"That's what I said, but this position is really good, with a lot of work and a lot of work."

"I have no interest in the Ministry of Magic, nor any of its positions."

Seeing Snape's ungrateful face, Flott couldn't say anything more, so she could only urge Waiduo to finish the meal quickly.

After the meal was served, Snape took a bite when he heard the sound of flames burning in the fireplace in the living room, and Lucius Malfoy came.

"It turns out that everyone is here and it's time to have breakfast." Lucius's coat today does not have the flamboyant mink collar, but an ordinary dark green overcoat. The person walked in, "It seems that I am late, what can I do for you?"

Snape ate breakfast steadfastly and ignored Lucius Malfoy, while Flotte threw the contract in front of Lucius with a look of displeasure, and said, "What's going on with this contract?" ?”

Lucius took a quick glance to understand what was going on, so he said with a smile: "It seems that they are doing things very quickly."

"You are not shy at all, so this matter is related to you." Flotte felt uncomfortable seeing Malfoy's expression of winning, "Lucius Malfoy, our cooperation contract It clearly states that you must protect my interests from being infringed upon by Death Eaters, but this contract made me hand over almost all the transportation lines, and you forced me to sign it, you are in breach of the contract!"

"You have to make it clear that what I don't want is what the Dark Lord wants, and I can't influence his thoughts." Lucius said slowly, as if he wasn't surprised by Flott's anger, "Furthermore, , when Dizrael was alive, this transportation line was originally under the command of the Dark Lord, but now you, an outsider, have inherited it, and I'm helping you if they don't get rid of you."

"Yo, so I still have to thank you?" Flotte didn't think that Malfoy had nothing to do with this matter, let alone that he would be so kind, "I think you are obviously afraid that I will be caught in a deadly situation. Before I died, I sold you all the ways you used the Dark Lord."

"It's boring for you to say that." Malfoy's expression turned pale when he heard these words.

"Boring? Then tell me something interesting."

"Death Eaters occupying your transport line is just to transport some medicinal materials, and they didn't say that you can't use them."

"It's not a question of whether I use it or not!" Flotte was a little agitated, "It's because you broke the contract first, and let me get in touch with the Death Eaters again!"

"You can't get rid of the connection with the Death Eaters for a long time. Even if Dizrael is dead, as long as you hold Luster's family property and run through Luster's surname, you will be the loyal Luster servant of the Dark Lord. !"

Flotte laughed instead of anger when she heard this: "Ha, that's ridiculous. According to what you say, your Malfoy family should also be loyal servants, but I don't see the word loyalty at all!"

"You..." Malfoy was about to say something more when he was interrupted by Snape who had just finished eating.

"Okay, it seems that I don't need to continue to cooperate with you." Snape put down the knife and fork in his hand, and said sarcastically, "I don't cooperate with two children under ten years old."

"How can I be less than ten years old, you..." Flotte just wanted to attack indiscriminately, but seeing Snape's displeased face, she silently swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

"Hmph." Malfoy couldn't help snorting when he saw Flotte shut up.

"I thought you two were clear-headed enough, it seems that I was overthinking." Snape's sarcasm was still the signature tone, "I didn't come here to see two people quarreling regardless of IQ."

Malfoy sighed without a trace, and compromised helplessly: "Tell me, what do you want." In fact, he could see very early on that Flotte used this matter to blackmail him today.

"Your 5% of the shares, not much." In fact, what the Death Eaters took away was the transportation business line on the surface of the Luster family. What she does is smuggling business, she said this today, it is indeed a vent after being threatened, but the most important thing is indeed to extort the 5% of the shares, she just said, let Snape do it here Never failed.

"What do you want this 5.00% of the shares for?" Although 5.00% is not a large proportion, if the monopoly is successful, the value of the 5.00% of the profits will definitely be huge, and Malfoy is somewhat reluctant.

Hearing that Flott opened his mouth to ask for 5.00% of the shares, Snape also looked at Flott meaningfully.

Flotte smiled and said, "If you're doing business, you can just say whether or not you will."

Malfoy hesitated, he couldn't guess the reason, but exchanging 5.00% profit for the use of Luster's transportation line can also make this woman shut up, which is a good deal, besides, now he can give This 5.00% share, after a while after the monopoly is successful, he can also find a way to get it back through the hands of the Dark Lord, just like this time the Luster transportation line, so it doesn't matter if it is given, so he said: " OK."

It was quite a happy agreement, but Flotte is not stupid, she knows that Malfoy is smart and won't let it go so cleanly, but it doesn't matter, 5.00% is enough for her to make a substitute for the dead ghost, and survive the two years After she finished her revenge, she didn't care about life or death.

These three people are all smart people, but it's a pity that this person's calculations are not worth the fortune after all, of course, this is another story.

"Lucius, how is your talk with the Andersons going?" Snape saw that the two had reached an agreement, so he asked the question he was most concerned about.

"They don't cooperate." Lucius couldn't help but look sad when thinking of the negotiation between him and Patriarch Anderson that day.

"Oh, it's hell to cooperate." Flotte said sarcastically, but she was very happy to hear the news.

"Since we don't cooperate, we can only use that plan." Snape said in a low voice.

"It should have been like this a long time ago!" Flotte said.

"How's it going with you?" Lucius asked.

"It's going according to plan." Flott replied, after all, since she knew that her son's death had something to do with Nakedros Anderson, she couldn't wait to implement the plan, "As for the Dark Lord , I still need the help of the two of you..."

……

"You know that Remus Lupine is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and you let him go to Anderson's house to buy a large amount of blood tonic. Are you not afraid that the Death Eaters will destroy the entire Anderson family after they find out?" Sibney Brown ( The Muggle-born wizard who eloped with Flott's second sister Orion) couldn't help being surprised and puzzled when he heard the plan Flott told him.

"First of all, just because I know that Lupine is a member of the Order of the Phoenix doesn't mean that the Andersons know. Second, it's not me who asked him to go, but you. He will believe this matter only if you say it. Third, I wish The Death Eaters all know about it." Flotte's tone was very flat, and her thoughts were extremely clear, as if this insidious incident was such an ordinary and trivial matter.

Sibney still shook his head, and said resolutely: "I won't do this, Remus Lupine is my junior, I can't use him as a weapon, and I won't frame the Anderson family either. .”

"Okay, you promised me that as long as I help Orion, you will listen to me for free, now I help her, raise her, and let you live in Buford Manor by the way, that's how you are Fulfill your promise?"

"No." Of course Sibney remembered the promise. "I can do anything, but I, I don't want to hurt anyone!"

"Oh, you don't want to hurt anyone! Haven't you ever thought that you eloped with Orion, and who married the Luster family for her? Who was slapped by old Buford? Anger? You don't want to hurt people, ha." Flotte became more and more excited as she spoke, and she couldn't help but slap Sibney.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we are sorry for you, but..."

"No, but, I used your name to give Lupine a stable job, with a fixed holiday every month, to hide his tracks, to protect him from being discovered by Death Eaters, and not to bring disaster to myself, Do you think I'm doing charity?" Flotte's tone trembled, "If you don't do this, then how are you going to get the secret medicine from the Anderson family to wake up Orion? Or do you want Orion to spend the rest of his life? Lying in bed forever and never waking up until death?"

"I……"

"This is the only way, neither you nor I can break into Anderson's house to get medicine!"

Sibney looked at the lifeless Orion lying on the bed, and finally compromised: "Okay, I'll go, I... I'll go now."

"Well, go quickly, sister, I will watch."

Sibney nodded, looked at Orion on the bed again, and left in peace.

Seeing Sibney's figure disappear into the room, Flotte raised her hand to wipe away the little tears squeezed out of the corner of her eyes, and regained her calm face. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and she still needs to prepare some weeping potion in the future.

Flotte slowly moved towards Orien's bed, then sat gently on it, took Orien's hand who was in a coma, and said softly: "You are indeed married to a good man , But it's a pity, it's just that this person's mind is too dull. But it doesn't matter, I'm still here, and when this is done, you will be my only family member, so, sister, you can sleep peacefully..."

The author has something to say:

In the next chapter, we will say goodbye to the eldest sister Nakedros, and Flotte's personal line is finished, and it's time for the professor's fatal blow.

The amulets involved in this chapter are also things from Thailand. They are divided into yin and yang. Yin amulets are mostly made of ashes and corpse oil, which are harmful to people, while yang amulets are made of plants and trees, which are used to ward off evil of. (I won’t tell you that I dare not write supernatural novels, I can only enjoy myself in this book, haha)

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