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HP - Chapter 381: Assault
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Dialogue
‘Thoughts’
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Chapter 381: Assault
“It is done.” A cruel grin appeared on Yaxley’s face as he said that.
Bellatrix took a small metallic object shaped like a pyramid and placed it on the ground.
“What is that?” Snape asked, trying to avoid thinking about what they were going to do next.
“This is something our Lord prepared for us.” She pressed her index finger against the tip of the pyramid.
It was sharp enough to pierce her skin, and a few drops of her blood fell onto its metallic surface. The runes carved into the artifact began to shine with an eerie red light.
Moments later, a wave of magic emerged from the pyramid and washed over them.
Snape felt an immediate change in his surroundings. There was an added pressure that hadn’t been there before. He glanced back at the small object. He wasn’t well-versed in runes to immediately identify the effects of a complex artifact like that, but given the current situation, something came to mind.
“Is that an anti-Apparition ward?” he finally asked.
“It’s a portable blood ward, created by the Dark Lord,” Yaxley explained. “It blocks any teleportation inside and outside the area. Apparition, Portkeys… nothing works.”
“Not even for us?” Snape asked. It seemed like a flaw, but he didn’t want to say it.
Yaxley nodded. “A small price to pay for something this potent. But it can quickly be deactivated by its user. It also works with blood, so even non-wizards can use it, as long as they have some magic in them.”
Bellatrix smiled. “The Dark Lord made these especially for us, vampires. He is so thoughtful…”
Snape wanted to vomit again, seeing Bellatrix acting all sweet while she talked about that monster. Thankfully, he was a master of mental arts and could keep his expression impassive.
“Now it's all ready… let’s go hunt!” Bellatrix licked her lips with anticipation.
“Wait, aren’t we supposed to offer them one last chance to join our side?” If Snape understood the assignment correctly, that was the point of today’s mission.
There were still several pure-blood families who had chosen to remain neutral, not siding against the Dark Lord or with him.
“I mean, they may not even know the Dark Lord is back,” Snape added. It wasn’t common knowledge.
Even in the Ministry, many still believed that Minister Parkinson remained in charge of the country.
Only a few knew that the man was already dead and what remained was nothing more than a literal puppet.
Bellatrix’s eyes sharpened as she turned to him. “The blood traitors will have their chance to beg for mercy. But first… I’ll have my fun.”
As she said this, she rushed toward the house, moving at an inhuman speed.
Snape was taken off guard. They hadn’t made any sort of plan.
“Leave it.” Yaxley brushed it off. “She always does these things herself. I was only brought along to help breach the wards. I’m too old for hunts anyway.”
While Snape was about to wonder about his role in all of this, they began to hear screams coming from inside the house.
“She works quickly,” Yaxley chuckled.
“Isn’t she going to kill them?” Snape asked.
Yaxley shook his head. “She has a lot of control over her bloodlust. Much more than any other vampire of her age. She’s also much stronger than the others. You could say Bellatrix always had a gift for the dark arts.”
At that moment, they saw someone being thrown out of a window.
“We should get closer, though. Make sure they don’t do anything stupid,” Yaxley said.
As they approached, they found that the person on the ground was an old man, covered in blood.
“Urggg…” The old man grunted and coughed a few times before he tried to stand.
“You may want to stay there for a bit, old timer,” Yaxley advised him.
“Who…” The old man turned with difficulty to look at them.
“You…” His eyes moved over Yaxley and then to Snape.
“You’re the Potions Professor of Hogwarts.”
“And you don’t recognize me? I should feel offended,” Yaxley said.
“I do recognize you too… you’re one of the bastards who escaped from Azkaban. What are you doing in my house?!”
“I didn’t escape; I was let go. And…” Yaxley pointed behind the old man.
The wall was hit with tremendous force and exploded into pieces.
As the dust settled, they saw Bellatrix walking out, holding two people in her hands.
It was a man and a woman, both around their late thirties, dressed in elegant clothes. Although now, they were in rough shape, with torn clothes and injuries all over.
She threw them next to the old man.
“Graham! What have they done to you?!” the old man exclaimed as he examined one of them.
“Father…” the younger man managed to sit up.
“Margaret!” He quickly went to check on his wife.
She grunted in pain and opened her eyes. She was alive but badly injured.
“I’m assuming this is the current Lord of House Davis and his… mudblood wife, yes?” Yaxley asked.
“Don’t call my wife that!” Lord Davis exclaimed. “Why are you attacking my family?!”
“We’ll explain, but first…” Bellatrix glanced at Snape. “Severus, kill the old man.”
“What?!” Snape was surprised by the sudden request.
“Wait! Why?” Lord Davis demanded.
“I know who you are,” the old man looked at Bellatrix. “And I know who you serve… that pretender who called himself Dark Lord and was defeated by a baby.”
Bella frowned. “What did you say about my Lord?”
“Father, shut up! Please.” Lord Davis begged.
But it was too late. The old man was truly enraged. “Is that why you came here? You want my family to join that loser?! The Davises have always remained neutral. We will never serve that piece of s—”
Snap!
Bellatrix moved like lightning. In an instant, she was behind the old man, picked him up with one hand, and snapped his neck with ease.
“No one talks about my Lord like that,” Bellatrix said coldly.
“Father!” Lord Davis screamed.
“Tsk!” Bella became annoyed. She’d been told to have Snape kill at least one of them as a show of loyalty to their side. But she had gone and done it herself.
“Severus…” She glanced at the woman, who was still lying on the ground, barely moving. “You’re going to kill the mudblood.”
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