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HP - Chapter 387: Another Family in Danger
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“Dialogue”
‘Thoughts’
-Author notes-
Chapter 387: Another Family in Danger
"Are you calling upon the spirits of the dead?" Daphne had only seen this once and didn’t fully understand how it worked.
Harry nodded. “The Stone of Resurrection gives one the ability to speak with the dead. I just call their name, and their soul will appear before me.”
"That's incredible." Daphne watched as the green mist took the shape of Amycus Carrow in front of her.
“The best part is that they lose the ability to lie. A spirit summoned by this power will always tell the truth,” Harry explained.
All of a sudden, as the form neared completion, the spirit of Amycus let out a painful cry and began to vanish again.
“What…” Harry frowned deeply. He’d seen this happen before.
“What’s happening to him? Why is he disappearing so soon?” Daphne asked.
“His soul…is damaged. I can’t call damaged or broken souls,” Harry said, clenching his fists.
They couldn’t have known he had this ability when they chose to end their lives in this way.
“His soul is damaged? You mean…” Daphne glanced for a moment at the two corpses.
Their skin was still covered in the black lines created by the cursed mark.
“Is it because of the mark?... like a side effect?”
“They used the soul brand to end their lives… the brand… shit!” Harry cursed.
There was no way they could have known this would damage their souls, or they might have chosen a different method. No one in their right mind would do such a thing if they were aware of the consequences.
“Harry?” Daphne looked at him with concern.
“It’s useless. I won’t be able to get anything from them,” Harry finally said.
“What about Draco? He died by my sword,” Daphne suggested.
Harry shook his head. “Draco had become a vampire. It wouldn’t work on him. When someone becomes one of them, their soul is destroyed in the process. They have eternal life here, but there is no afterlife for them.”
“What now, then?” She couldn’t think of anything else at the moment. “Do you really think they are attacking other families?”
“I have no doubt… but there are many possible choices.” The only one he was sure of was his own. If anyone had tried to approach the Potter Manor, he would have known immediately.
“Traitors…” Daphne muttered.
Harry looked at her.
“That’s what Draco called us. He said we were blood traitors. According to my father, that’s what the followers of the Dark Lord liked to call pure-blood families who didn’t agree with their ideals,” Daphne said.
The moment she mentioned the words "Blood Traitor," one family specifically came to his mind...one that Draco used to love calling that.
“The Weasleys…” Harry muttered.
“What?” Daphne couldn’t quite hear what he said.
Harry snapped back into action. “Daphne, as soon as your family returns, have Dobby take you to my manor. Don’t waste time and stay there until I return.”
“Harry, what are you g—” Before she could finish her sentence, he was gone.
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“Hahaha, look at them go,” Rodolphus chuckled as he watched the Inferi cause chaos inside the old family home.
They could all hear the screams of horror very clearly.
“Master, shouldn’t we go too?” A gorgeous blonde woman stood at his side and asked.
“I don’t know if a dozen Inferi are going to be enough to do the job.” An equally beautiful brunette was on his other side.
Rodolphus glared at his two vampire brides and smiled. He had created them from Muggles just one year after his transformation, and they had rarely left his side since.
Since his wife Bellatrix barely paid him any attention, he had no choice but to resort to this. But he had no complaints with these two.
He moved his hand and grabbed onto the ample chest of the brunette, who moaned loudly in response to the sudden touch.
“You think I don’t know what you really want? You just want to go in there to suck them dry… you greedy bitches.”
The blonde chuckled. “You know us too well, Master.”
“Please, Master… we haven’t had a drop of blood in two days already,” the brunette pouted.
Rodolphus groaned. An average vampire would only need blood once a week if they fed properly, but these two would always complain if they didn’t feed every other day.
Calling them greedy was an understatement, to say the least.
A stern expression appeared on Rodolphus’ face. “Do not forget. We didn’t come here for fun. We are here to make an example of these blood traitors. We need to make them suffer… do I make myself clear?”
The two vampire brides composed themselves and answered quickly and in unison. “Yes, Master!”
Rodolphus’s expression softened a bit when he saw them obey. “After we’re done here, we can visit some Muggle house and have our fill.”
The two women smiled brightly.
“Thank you!”
"Master is the best!"
The heartwarming scene between the three vampires stood in stark contrast to the screams of horror coming from the Weasley house.
Soon enough, one of the Inferi went flying out of a window and landed close to Rodolphus.
“Very well… we’ll go assist these poor creatures. Our Lord will be disappointed if we allow those traitors to destroy his creations.”
The two brides were very excited at the prospect. They rarely got to hunt wizards and witches.
He walked over to the undead creature. It was missing an arm but was still moving.
The Inferi stood back up and ran once more inside the house.
Rodolphus let out a chuckle. “That’s the spirit. Let’s go hunt!” he shouted with excitement.
