People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

For a moment, Afro's brain seemed to return to a blank state. She forgot to react and just looked at Sirius.

"There has been no news from that side for a long time." Sirius lowered his eyelids, his voice so soft that she could hardly hear it: "We dare not try to contact him. If he is really exposed, our messages will be intercepted."

"Since when?"

"Probably the day you arrived at Godric's Hollow."

"What's the news from Snape?"

Sirius glanced at the others gathered around the bed, and when he found that no one noticed them, he spoke, "Everything is normal. He has gathered all the students who participated in the assembly at Hogwarts."

The sunlight shines into the room through the glass, and the quiet country style is perfect for recuperation.

"I'll go find him." Afro said after a long time.

"You want to go..." Sirius immediately grabbed her arm, his face full of disapproval: "No, it's too dangerous."

"No, we are too slow." Afro said firmly: "We must separate and execute the plan at the same time!"

"That's not how plans with Dumbledore worked out!"

"Plans can't keep up with changes."

Sirius didn't answer, he just stared at her, his eyes were as dark as the long, endless night.

Avro knew his concerns, and Sirius was afraid that what happened sixteen years ago would happen again.

"I will come back safely, and I will bring him back safely."

She lowered her eyes to hide the depth in them.

Noah is her relative and her friend.

She couldn't give up on him no matter what.

Sirius couldn't persuade her, but no one knew Noah's undercover identity except him.

After making the decision, Afro left Sandringham House directly.

When Harry was about to tell Afro the news he had gotten from Bathilda, he found that the girl had left.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, rows of cars on the wide streets look like flowing steel rivers, flashing colorful lights, and appear particularly dazzling.

Afro stood in front of a neatly trimmed hedge and saw two imposing wrought iron gates.

She didn't stop, but walked straight through as if the black wrought iron didn't exist.

The yew hedge rustled under her feet, and a fountain was spraying water in the distance. Afro walked to the door of a mansion, but no one opened it, and the door opened automatically.

Avro was certain that Voldemort knew she was coming and was waiting for her.

The hallway was dimly lit but luxuriously furnished, with expensive rugs covering almost the entire floor.

"You are here. I thought you would come, although this trip is meaningless." The thin body sitting in the first seat turned around, and the skull-like face opened its eyes.

This was the first time Avro saw the Voldemort that she had modified.

His disproportionate body made him look like a clown in a circus.

Afro looked around the living room and saw a person lying at the feet of Bella and Scabior, and her eyes suddenly narrowed.

"This is not the first time we have met, Campbell." Voldemort walked down the steps, floating down like a ghost, and continued in a cold voice: "You are very smart, at least you know how to plant spies better than Dumbledore."

The crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling shone on them. Afro's hands hidden under his cloak slowly clenched into fists, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"It's a pity that your little tricks are not enough in front of the great Lord Voldemort!" Bella took a few steps forward and looked Afro up and down.

The Death Eaters watching the fun laughed and sneered around.

"No one in the world can deceive the Dark Lord!"

Scabior grabbed the boy by the collar and lifted him roughly from the ground.

The misty blue hair was now wet and stuck to Noah's pale cheek, and his pale lips were tightly closed. It was obvious that Noah must have been tortured before she arrived.

"My friend, you can take him away." Voldemort opened one hand in a relaxed manner, as if Avro was really his friend.

If you ignore the wand in his hand and the gloomy tone.

"Thank you." Afro raised his eyebrows and walked towards Bella calmly.

Bella was stunned by her sudden action and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

"I think you misunderstood." Voldemort still looked very easy to talk to and said to her: "I mean-"

"I will not tell you anything about Harry, nor will my family help you."

Voldemort's anger could no longer be suppressed. He was tired of acting with this ungrateful little girl.

"Nagini, leave them here," Voldemort said coldly.

There was a bang, a flash of red light, and Bellatrix laughed loudly.

"It's an honor! Catch her!"

Bellatrix shook off her grasping wrist and drew her wand, aiming it at Aphrodite.

But Afro was faster than her: "Fainted!"

Bellatrix swung her wand left and right twice, and the spell was easily blocked by her, but she accidentally hit her teammates.

"Ms. Bellatrix, you have a very good aim!" Afro prodded her while casting spells in search of opportunities.

More and more Death Eaters were approaching here, and Afro alone had no way of escaping the encirclement.

She took out a few small black balls from her pocket and threw them in various corners of the room. For a moment, thick smoke filled the room.

"Clean up!"

"Lumos!"

The Death Eaters lost their sight in the thick smoke. They roared and waved their wands in all directions, and many of their own were knocked to the ground.

Seeing that so many people were no match for her alone, Scabio had no choice but to hold on to his chips tightly.

pain……

Noah frowned, feeling the pain coming from all parts of his body, as if tentacles extending from the abyss were constantly pulling at the person on the edge of the cliff.

I'm so tired and want to sleep...

"Noah, if you fall asleep you really won't wake up!"

Such a familiar voice.

A beautiful face suddenly appeared in the darkness, like sunlight piercing through the clouds and bringing light.

Noah struggled to open his eyes and saw a red figure flashing among a group of black cloaks.

"Take a good look at your friend." Scabior whispered grimly in his ear: "You all must die, traitors!"

Noah struggled and tried to shake his hand off, the cold tip of the wand pressed against his throat.

He didn't care that he was still in the hands of the brutal Death Eaters, and used all his strength to shout at the figure: "Don't save me!"

leave me alone……

If only one could survive...

I hope that person is you...

Go quickly...

"What nonsense are you talking about! Have they made you stupid?" After Afro dealt with the two nearest Death Eaters, he stood in front of him and said, "You look so ugly now, little uncle."

Noah laughed silently. He hadn't heard Afro's voice for a long time.