Chapter 160: 8. Revenge and Harvest【83/100】

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"boom"
Outside the destroyed Malfoy Manor, at the entrance to the smoke-filled valley, Merlin threw the dying mad witch on the ground.
After being filled with 5 bottles of healing potions in a row, Bellatrix Lestrange is still in a bad state.
After all, she had just suffered an explosion of a tactical missile.
Although there are various magical methods for self-preservation, how can we survive the kind of devastating attack without paying a price?
"Wake up."
Merlin crouched down and patted the witch's smudged face with black-gloved hands.
When the "Dementor Kiss" made by Merlin touched the witch's skin, she had almost lost consciousness as if she saw real hell, and her chaotic eyes slammed.
But the next moment, before she could make a sound, her burnt neck was caught by Merlin's finger.
Probably because of the double-edged sword function of the gloves of Dementor Kiss, under the surge of negative emotions, Merlin's expression and actions are much colder than normal.
It was like the dark part of the soul was finally exposed.
"Ah, ah"
She whimpered twice, and her eyes were full of fear and pain, and Merlin strangled her neck, and she was speechless.
This previously arrogant mad witch, this abuser who was wounded with blood from innocent people, has not been so embarrassed since birth.
"Hermione told me that you were imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years."
Merlin squeezed her neck. He looked at the painful man in front of him with a calm and cold eyes. He whispered:
"Then you should be no stranger to Dementor's ability..."
He raised his wrist, looked at the time, and looked out again. He turned around and said to the witch who was being engulfed little by little by negative emotions:
"We may still have more than ten minutes. I can take a body back, or I can hand you over to the Order of the Phoenix. Maybe they will save you. I mean, it is up to you to choose. "
He saw complex emotions in the eyes of the mad Death Eater Bellatrix.
There is hatred, fear, anger, pain, and madness, but there is also a trace of nostalgia and worry.
This witch is not as ruthless as she behaved. In addition to her nostalgic attachment to Voldemort, there must be something else she cannot put down in this world.
Perhaps on weekdays, those emotions that the Death Eaters consider to be weak can be well hidden, but now, at the moment of dying, at the most vulnerable moment of life, that emotion can't be concealed any more.
"You... what do you want from me?"
Bellatrix leaned on the still hot stone, she was breathing hard, her condition was too bad, the magic could not protect her now, even breathing the smoke-filled air would make her feel To pain.
Merlin took the necklace left by Carol from his neck, put it on Bellatrix's neck, and tapped it.
At the next moment, the life mask produced by Nakri Technology was attached to Bellatrix's face. After the bad air was isolated, her expression became much more comfortable.
Merlin crouched in front of her, he looked at the witch, he said:
"I was going to find something with Voldemort after I killed him. But I heard that you are one of his most trusted followers and your relationship is very close, so I guess, you know some other people don’t Know the secret..."
"Where is Voldemort's Horcrux?"
Merlin asked coldly.
This question didn't seem to exceed Bellatrix Lestrange's thinking and imagination. She let out a low laugh, like a whimper when the beast was dying.
She glanced at Merlin, then closed her eyes in a gesture of death.
Obviously, she knew what the Horcrux meant to her beloved Voldemort. She would rather die than reveal this secret to Merlin.
And what she meant, Merlin could understand.
He stood up and patted the dust on his arm. He looked at the witch under his feet. He reached out and took off his glasses, pointing to his ember-like eyes. He was waiting for Bellatrix who was waiting to die with his eyes closed. . Lestrange says:
"These eyes come from the darkness. It can tell me a lot of things that ordinary eyes can't see. You may think that your love for Voldemort's twisted love can help you overcome the fear of death, but that's not good... pitiful Bellatrix."
Merlin bent down like a bow. He whispered in a voice that only two people could hear:
"A few dozen minutes ago, when I first saw you, I discovered your'little secret.'"
"Ah"
Bellatrix Lestrange made a disdainful hum. She seemed to think that Merlin was only cheating her.
Merlin's expression did not change, he still said in a soft voice:
"Normal people, I mean, the vitality of a normal wizard is like a rolling river. Under the impetus of magic, it flows through the body in a faster, smoother and larger way. My eyes can see the vitality Changes to determine that person’s health."
"Witch, your vitality is abnormal... Under the fullness of the surface, there is an abnormal weakness, like a big river flowing out of a trickle stream. I have seen this situation before, and I know what it means ."
Merlin was like a riddle. After a few seconds, he answered the answer in a lighter voice.
"You just gave birth...right?"
"If I guessed right, it should have been a few days ago. I want to congratulate you, ma'am, the bloodline of your pure-blood wizard, and someone will be succeeded."
Bellatrix Lestrange's closed eyes immediately opened at this moment, and she waved wildly in a fierce gesture, grabbing Merlin like a cat.
There was a fierce and weak cry in her mouth, like a mother beast who wanted to protect her cubs.
Her biggest secret was revealed!
"Snapped"
Merlin's right hand with black gloves was clasped on the struggling Bellatrix's neck. He brought her into the air. He tilted his head and looked at the struggling witch in front of him. He said:
"Your child is not in the manor, right? Otherwise, the moment you wake up, you will desperately fight with me. What a lucky child, was sent away just before the disaster."
Merlin chuckled strangely, and his eyes looked at the mad witch in front of him without any emotion, he said:
"Tell me about all secrets about Horcrux, I promise you, I will keep the secret of that child's existence... You see, exchange with each other, this is very reasonable, right?"
He let go of his finger and Bellatrix Lestrange, who was so weak, fell to the ground.
She lay on the ground, whimpering painfully, without the madness and indifference she had when she was a senior Death Eater.
She longed to lose affection for all things in the world like her master and lover, but from the motherhood in the woman's soul, she finally retained love in her heart...
The thing that can best defeat heart defense is never fear but love.
"You should think about your children."
Merlin crouched down, he extended his left finger without gloves, and lifted Bellatrix Lestrange's stained chin. He looked at the evil woman disfigured by the flames in front of him. He whispered Say:
"Who is he, or her father? Let me guess, Voldemort, right? The maniac who claimed to conquer death and override everything finally exposed his animal desires. Is there really love between him and you? Forget it...I don’t care about that."
"Think about it, Voldemort and your child, if the secret of his or her life is exposed, how will she spend her life?"
Merlin sighed and said:
"I haven't been a father, but I can probably guess that the best gift a child can give a child in this life is a pure paper life. What kind of life do you want to give your child? Ms. Latreix, we still have a few minutes to spare. Think about it better."
"do not talk!"
Bellatrix Lestrange almost screamed and interrupted Merlin's words. Those gentle voices were like a knife, stabbing hard into her heart.
Perhaps in the past moments, these words could not shake her cold will and crazy spirit, but at this moment, at her most vulnerable moment, these voices, these words, disturbed her soul.
Is it the Dark Lord who chooses his own master and his attachment?
Or choose your own child, your only flesh and blood?
This problem, for a mother, it is estimated that no more consideration is needed.
"boom"
Bellatrix difficultly took the blackened ring off his finger and threw it to Merlin.
She said ashamedly:
"Everything you want is there, but I don’t know everything. I can only tell you that Voldemort’s Horcrux has been destroyed by you. The big snake Banaji is one of his Horcruxes. , Now he only has 2 Horcruxes left."
"Just kill me."
Bellatrix Lestrange leaned weakly on the stone behind her, she said in a low voice:
"I betrayed my faith, I betrayed my master, I am a coward who is not worthy of living. You have got what you want, now, give me the death I want... don’t let me fall When the Phoenix Society sees them, I want to vomit..."
"Don't do that, ma'am."
Merlin looked at the ring in his hand, which was a very delicate alchemy creation, and its emerald decoration seemed to store some information. This is how some wizards who do not trust paper keep a diary.
He took the ring and the dementor kiss gloves off and put it in his pocket. He pulled out his wand, and in the glint of the dark red light at the top of the wand, he confronted Bellatrix Lester. Lanci said:
"Although you are most likely to be imprisoned in Akzban, you will spend the rest of your life alone and miserable, in order to confess your past sins. But how do you say? Be alive, ma'am."
A trace of mercy flashed in Merlin's eyes, who returned to normal, and he said softly:
"Maybe, you will have another day to see your child again."
"No! Kill me! Kill me!"
Bellatrix Lestrange saw Merlin's wand dance, and she guessed what Merlin was going to do. She shouted with her last strength, begging for death.
But the next moment, a magic flew from Merlin's wand and landed on her bruised body.
"Obliviate! (Forgetful Mantra)"
Five minutes later, the support team led by Agent Gattler rushed into the valley in several wheeled vehicles. They saw Merlin and the unconscious, extremely miserable mad witch Bellatrix Lestrange at his feet.
"She actually survived?"
Butler looked at the witch with terrible burns all over his face. The woman in front of him refreshed his knowledge of magic again.
"It's a fluke that she survived."
Merlin pointed to the ruins behind him and explained to Butler:
"They set a magical enchantment beyond imagination in this manor, and that enchantment offset some of the explosion damage for them. She should still have many magic items for body protection, but even so, her second half of her life Even living the lives of ordinary people is a luxury."
Merlin shook his head. He chatted with Butler as usual, then turned around, looking at the complex-looking little witch Hermione standing behind him.
He reached out and patted Hermione's shoulder, he said:
"Girl, avenge you."
"I..."
Hermione looked at the smile on Merlin’s face. She looked at Bellatrix Lestrange, who was leaning against the stone, and after a few seconds, the little witch took a step back. She said :
"I hate her, Merlin, she tortured me, and threatened me to hurt my parents. I even thought about killing her personally. But... seeing how she is now, I don’t hate her anymore, she has gotten Punished."
She touched her wrist, and the engraved scar seemed no longer painful.
Merlin shrugged. He took a step back and stood next to Hermione. Two people, one tall and one short, turned their heads and watched the agents search through the ruins under the guidance of the Wizards of the Phoenix Society. After a while, Merlin said:
"It's okay. It's okay to forgive the enemy. This shows that you are kind-hearted and you have done things that many people can't. After all, it's much harder to forgive than to remember."
He relieved, he said:
"The unexpected joy is that the explosion destroyed Voldemort's fifth Horcrux. Now you only need to find the remaining two."
Looking down at Hermione, he said:
"Of course, Gattler and I will continue to help you. This war will not end until Voldemort falls completely. I will accompany you to..."
"Dididi"
Before Merlin's words were finished, the phone in his pocket rang quickly.
He picked up his phone and glanced at the number, then frowned.
"Hello? Fury? Is there anything urgent?"
There was a trace of anxiety and dignity in Fury's voice over the phone. He said to Merlin:
"Leave the job at hand to Butler, and immediately go to London, there is a plane waiting for you."
"Another S-Class incident happened, in Argentina!"
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