HP Dear Miss Freak - Chapter 215

    “Dobby is the freest elf.”

    “Cough.”

    Sylvia is coughing.

    She heard her cough, but the cough seemed to be far away from her.

    The endless black buried her, constantly reminding her how good this place is to sleep.

    “Searle! Searle!”

    Someone is calling me.

    Sylvia struggled, chasing after the voice. She felt like she was rushing forward frantically, but in the end she just slowly opened her eyes.

    “You’re awake! You’re finally awake!”

    “Luna?” Sylvia asked speculatively, the surroundings were pitch-dark, and there was no light at all.

    “It’s me!” said the voice excitedly.

    “Burning flames.”

    The only wandless magic she can use is of great use now. She saw the airship Lee earrings of the same style as hers, and her eyes moved up to meet Luna’s surprisingly large eyes.

    “Thank you Merlin, Miss Tonks.” An old voice sounded behind Luna, and Mr. Ollivander appeared in front of her.

    “It’s good to see that you’re all right, Mr. Ollivander.” Sylvia laughed and shook her head, which was not too clear.

    “If you don’t wake up again, we really want to think that you… will never wake up again.” Ollivander shook his head, “How did you get caught?”

     Horcrux.

    Sylvia subconsciously touched the hard-won Horcrux, but luckily the bracelet was still intact on her wrist.

    Then, she saw the scar on her forearm that looked like it was about to split.

    Sylvia can’t remember how many knives she took.

    She only remembered how quiet it was that day. Malfoy Manor was so quiet, so quiet that it didn’t feel the slightest bit of anger. Bella was so quiet, intently dropping the knife in every place that excited her. Sylvia was also so quiet, she didn’t say a word, she used all her strength to maintain that look that disgusted Bella.

    Sylvia has been practicing “no one is better than anyone”. Although impulsiveness and stubbornness don’t seem to apply on many occasions, she rarely regrets it.

    “Are you okay?” Luna asked hurriedly when she saw that she didn’t speak.

    “You shouldn’t have asked, girl,” Ollivander said regretfully. “She probably hasn’t had a chance to look in the mirror.”

    Sylvia looked up at him sharply.

    Ah yes, I should have an ugly scar on my face.

    Sylvia subconsciously covered the scar.

    She remembered that when she was confused, Bella licked the blood on the knife and left, and she called Narcissa to deal with the trouble. And Narcissa cast a spell on Sylvia that made her unconscious until now.

    Sylvia felt it for a moment, and it seemed that her condition was not bad, the scars visible to the naked eye had already scabbed over.

    “How long have I slept?” Sylvia murmured.

    “It’s been a long time.” Luna shook her head, “It’s been so long that we can’t say what’s going on outside now.”

    “That mad woman didn’t want to let you go while you were in a coma.” Ollivander frowned, “One time she screamed and threw you against the wall.”

    Sylvia sat up and touched her neck from her arms to confirm that she had no discomfort or pain.

    “I think you’d better put out the flame.” Luna reminded, “Lestrange is very concerned about what’s going on here…”

    As soon as she finished speaking, they heard an unwelcome movement. Sylvia suddenly extinguished the flame, and someone quickly strangled her neck.

    “I said how could an Auror not be able to withstand my few knives?” Bella continued to move forward until Sylvia stopped retreating, and they almost To paste it together, “How can I make you sleep so comfortable?”

    Because you’re so stupid, you didn’t realize it was your sister’s hand.

    “Look at you, the blood that I shed before seems to have flowed back.” Bella continued, not realizing that the girl was not listening to her, even though the light was not allowed.

    “You mustn’t touch her again!” Luna shouted, rushing forward, but was knocked away by a spell, she took a few steps back, her back slammed against the wall.

    “It’s touching.” Bella sneered, “You’d be proud of it, wouldn’t you? Tonks. Someone is there for you.”

    “Walk for nothing…”

    “What?”

    Sylvia did not answer, she was thinking about the current situation.

    “What did you just say?” Bella grinned like she was about to bite her neck.

    “Is Voldemort not there?” Sylvia ingeniously probed, “Your master said I was a distinguished guest.”

    “Shut up! Do you dare to speculate on the great Dark Lord?” Bella pushed Sylvia to the ground.

    Voldemort should be about to go to Nurmengard, and he will go for nothing. Because Grindelwald has long been brought back by his followers to take care of him.

    Sylvia smiled.

    The moment of silence allowed everyone to hear the obvious conversation coming from above the dungeon.

     Happened.

    Sylvia looked at Bella, maybe thinking differently, but they both had the same vigilance at this time.

    Shouldn’t…

    “Follow me.” Bella grabbed Sylvia’s arm and roughly pulled her out of the cellar, “What is the noisy one doing? Is it the master? came back?”

    He wasn’t there.

    That at least means that during this period of time, there has not been much movement and danger in the magic world.

    And Bella noticed the smile on Sylvia’s face, and looked even more annoyed: “What do you think you have to do? Huh? I’m not finished with you today! Wait for me first go see…”

    She obviously didn’t want to miss any opportunity to torture Sylvia, but she was curious about what happened just now. I have to say, as a Death Eater, she is too qualified.

    Sylvia felt the voices getting closer and closer, and she could also feel that those voices suddenly disappeared in an instant. Because everyone in the elegant hall looked at them.

    “What happened? Cissy.” Bella asked briskly, expecting a satisfactory answer.

    Sylvia saw the raiders, and the group they caught, and it was easy to find Ron, Hermione, and the stinging Harry who she was familiar with. .

    Even if they meet again after such a long absence, Sylvia subconsciously was surprised for a while before falling into anxiety.

    “She woke up?” Lucius looked at Sylvia.

    Suddenly, someone shouted furiously. Sylvia looked at Ron, who was out of control, in shock, struggling frantically, cursing a bunch of incomprehensible swear words.

     And Hermione burst into tears.

    Harry’s expression is difficult to capture, but it can be initially judged to be a tearful smile.

    “Oh, let that…Isn’t that the Mudblood girl? Isn’t that Granger?” Bella said, letting go of Sylvia and stepped forward with interest .

    “What did you do to her! You goddamn-” Ron was still scolding.

    Sylvia shook her head at them and made a silent gesture.

    Mainly at this juncture, it is useless to say more, it is better to retain physical strength.

    Sylvia looked at Draco, who was standing on the side, and she was trying to figure out how to get out.

    “Yes, yes, it’s Granger!” cried Lucius. “We think she’s Potter next to her! Potter and his friends, finally caught!”

    “Potter?” Bella screamed, stepping back, looking Harry up and down, “Are you sure? Then, the Dark Lord must be notified immediately!”

    “I was just about to summon him!” Lucius grabbed Bella’s wrist, preventing her from touching the Dark Mark, “I should summon him, Bella. to my house, so I should have the right to—”

    “You have rights!” she scoffed, trying to shake his hand away. “You lose your wand, and you have no rights, Lucius! How dare you! Get your hands off it!”

    “Sorry, everyone,” Yaxley interjected, “I don’t think any of you caught Potter.”

    Yaxley?

    Sylvia looked at him, did he replace the original werewolf role?

    “Why are you here?” Bella turned to look at him, and while trying to break free of Lucius, she fumbled for the wand in her pocket with her other hand, “These guys People take it to the Ministry of Magic for a bounty. And when you see Potter, you want to get the credit, don’t you?”

    “The master will figure out whose credit this is.” Yaxley said casually, obviously determined to win.

    And Bella stopped abruptly.

    Sylvia followed her gaze – Gryffindor Sword.

    “Stop!” Bella screamed, “If the Dark Lord comes now, we’ll all die!” She walked up to one of the raiders. “What is that?”

    “Sword.”

    “Give it to me.”

    “It’s not yours, ma’am, it’s mine, I found it.”

    With a bang, along with a red light, Sylvia watched as the hunter behind Harry was put on a stun spell. His comrades roared, and the infighting was about to unfold. It’s just that there’s nothing to see, those hunters are not her opponents at all, even though they are four against her.

    “Where did you get this sword?” she gasped, “Snape sent it to my vault at Gringotts!”

    They just wailed and said “in their tent”.

    “Draco, get this scum out of the way,” Bellatrix said, pointing to the comatose raiders, “If you don’t have the guts to kill them, give me first Throw them in the yard.”

    “How dare you speak to Draco like that—” Narcissa said angrily.

    But Bella screamed: “Quiet! It’s more serious than you think, Cissy! We’re in big trouble!” She gasped softly, looking down at the sword, Studying the hilt, then turned to look at the silent prisoners. “If he’s really Potter, he can’t get hurt,” she muttered, more to herself, “The Dark Lord wants to kill Potter himself…if he finds out…I must…I must know…”

    Sylvia secretly screamed badly, this time no Aberforth found Harry’s situation through the double-sided mirror. The task of delivering the message can only fall on her.

    “The prisoner must be put in the dungeon first, and I’ll figure out what to do!” Bella looked at her sister.

    “This is my home, Bella, you can’t give orders like this—”

    “Come on! You have no idea how dangerous we are!” Bella screamed again.

    Narcissa hesitated for a moment, then waved her wand, intending to **** the prisoner.

    “Wait a minute,” Bella interrupted, “except…except this Mudblood.”

    Ron roared again. “No!” he yelled, “you can leave me, leave me!”

    Bella punched him in the face, and the sound of the blow echoed through the room. “If she dies in interrogation, you’ll be next,” she said. “On my blacklist, the Mudbloods are pure-blood traitors… oh yes!” She glanced at Sylvia sharply. ” Draco, give me a good look at this little bastard, she won’t try to play any tricks.”

    “I’ll take her down,” Draco said, coming here.

    “No no no! She’s staying here.” Bella’s face was twisted like never before.

    “You stay away from her, you stay away from her! Bitch!” Sylvia didn’t care about her situation at all. When Bella’s knife pointed at Hermione, she rushed forward subconsciously, even though her hands were firmly pulled behind her back by Draco, she couldn’t move.

    A terrifying, prolonged scream came, like a sharp blade slashing at Sylvia.

    “His!”

    Sylvia felt her wrist being slammed down.

    “Coins.” Draco pulled Sylvia back, showing how dishonest the guy in his hand was, until he leaned against the wall.

    He’s talking about coins that deliver messages.

    “Pocket.” Sylvia just turned her head to stare at Draco, and made a mouth shape in a burst of gnashing of teeth.

    And Draco reacted almost immediately, pointing his wand at Sylvia, and all the items in her pockets flew out into his hands. He looked as if Sylvia wanted to rely on something to get away, and how wisely he did a body search.

    It’s okay, okay.

    Sylvia noticed that there was a Lemon Snow Treasure in contact with Aberforth.

    It’s okay, okay.

    Draco and I are journeymen.

    Hermione’s scream quickly drew Sylvia’s mind back.

    “I ask you again! Where did you get this sword? Where?”

    “What we picked up—found it—please!” Hermione screamed again.

    “Release her! I’ll let you release her! Lestrange!” Sylvia shouted, “Guess I don’t know!”

    “You want to lie to me again? Tonks!” Bella turned her head and laughed, but the blade did not leave Hermione, she looked at Sylvia’s distorted face, and laughed even more wildly .

    “No!” Sylvia shouted, and Bella raised her arm. This woman seems to have found the best way to torture Sylvia, and the results are quite impressive.

    “You’re lying, filthy Mudblood! I know! You’ve been to my Gringotts vault! Be honest, be honest!”

    Another terrifying scream.

    “What else did you take? What else did you take? Be honest, or I swear I’ll stab you with this knife!”

    “She didn’t take anything! You idiot!” Sylvia shouted hysterically, “Gryffindor swords appear when the real Gryffindor is killed! You Stupid idiot!”

    “Why do you want to imitate your stubborn friend? Granger?” Bella pinched Hermione’s face, “Look at her, how is her end? Do you like it?” She Looking at Sylvia again, “You like it? Right?”

    A gouging hit Hermione, and she screamed again.

    “Don’t! Don’t hurt her! I…please!” Sylvia couldn’t take it anymore, she closed her eyes in pain, “She doesn’t know anything! Don’t ask! That I took it! You come at me!”

    Of course she knew she was talking nonsense, but she really couldn’t care about logic right now.

    “You lived like a dead man for so many days, you took it?” Bella was obviously more excited when she saw the same sad expression on Hermione’s face because of the death of her companion.

    “I beg you! I beg you! I beg you!”

    Something fell into the large pocket of Sylvia’s robe. Draco’s hand went around her back, put something in it, and cast another spell.

    “You let her go! You stinky dick!”

     Sylvia cursed, and finally ushered in her piercing. Draco didn’t have to control her anymore, because she was already on the ground. She felt like she could never stand up again.

    …

    “Bella, she’s dying.”

    It’s Narcissa’s voice.

    “She won’t die.”

    It’s Bella’s voice.

    “We really haven’t been to your vault! You don’t hurt her anymore! I beg you!”

    It’s Hermione’s voice.

    “How did you break into my vault? Did that dirty goblin in the dungeon help you?”

    “We just ran into him tonight! We never got into your vault…it’s not the real sword! It’s a knockoff, just a knockoff!”

    Sylvia could no longer hear their conversation. Only by feeling and subconsciously knew that Lucius asked Draco to bring Griphook over to test the sword.

    Sure enough, I sighed again afterward. Sure enough, it is too early to speak. Compared with Bella’s Cruciatus, the sins he suffered before were nothing more than tickling. Not to mention she added layers endlessly.

    “I beg you! She’s dying! Ciel! Ciel! Don’t close your eyes!”

    Hermione’s voice cut through the darkness and rushed into Sylvia’s mind.

    I can’t die.

    Sylvia squinted and used all her strength to mobilize her disguise magus magic—sorry, mom—she turned into Andromeda.

    The Cruciatus came to an abrupt end.

    Narcissa stumbled a bit.

    “How dare she! How dare she!” But Bella looked even more annoyed. Blood spurted out instantly.

    “No!” Hermione shouted in horror, “No! Syr! Look at me! Don’t close your eyes!”

    “Don’t do this!” Narcissa ran to Bella and grabbed her wrist, “Stop! You are facing Andromeda, how can you?”

    “So what? I hate her!” Bella’s eyes slowly filled with pain and torture, she pointed at Sylvia relentlessly, “I hate! I hate this little boy Bitch! I hate it too… I hate Andromeda!”

    …

    Sylvia felt that she had escaped, but her whole body ached.

    “Bellatrix! You can’t kill her! The Dark Lord said—”

    “You don’t always speak for her! Cissy! You better be because of **** Andromeda! You better not betray the Dark Lord!”

    “You said it! Now there is more important thing to check!”

    The two sisters were arguing, Bella said “hate it”, but she did not send the next curse. But Sylvia was tired and confused, and she felt the voices around her getting further and further away.

    …

    “Searle! Searle!”

    Someone is calling her.

    …

    “Stop or let her die!”

    Sylvia opened her eyes sharply, panting weakly, her bloodshot eyes looked at Bella who had kidnapped Hermione with a knife.

    “Put down the wand,” whispered the mad woman, “Put it down, or we’ll see how dirty her blood is!”

    Ron was holding Wormtail’s wand that they had stolen from the dungeon when they escaped. Harry straightened, holding Bellatrix’s wand. The calm after a scuffle is always more frightening.

    Sylvia touched her leg strap, and the next second, she was picked up by Draco, unable to move.

    “Are you crazy? How dare you resist at this point?” Draco was telling everyone, especially Sylvia.

    “I said, put it down!” Bella screamed, putting the blade against Hermione’s throat, and blood beads came out.

    “Okay!” Harry shouted, dropping his wand with Ron and raising his hand.

    “Very good!” Bellatrix squinted, “Draco, pick it up! The Dark Lord is coming, Harry Potter! You’re dying! “

    Draco waved his wand, and the two wands were in his hand.

    “Now,” Bella said softly, “Cissy, I think we tie these little heroes back up…”

    At this moment, Sylvia felt a strange friction sound above her head. All looked up and saw the crystal chandelier trembling.

    Sylvia smiled.

    The chandelier fell and Bella dropped Hermione, screaming and jumping aside. Crystals and chains were crackling, hitting Hermione and the goblin still holding the Gryffindor sword. Ron ran over and pulled Hermione out of the mess, and Harry took the chance and jumped over the armchair. Sylvia stretched out her arm and was pulled into his arms by Harry, putting it on his shoulder. And he quickly grabbed the three wands in Draco’s hand and attacked.

    “Dobby!” Narcissa pulled Draco away so he wouldn’t get hurt. “You! You knocked down the chandelier—”

    And Dobby pointed at his former mistress with trembling fingers.

    “You must not hurt Harry Potter,” he screamed.

    “Kill him, Cissy!” Bella shouted sharply, but with another bang, Narcissa’s wand flew into the air and landed on the other side of the living room.

    “You dirty little hozen!” Bella yelled, “How dare you take away the witch’s wand and how dare you defy the master?”

    “Dobby has no master!” said the elf sharply, “Dobby is a free elf, and Dobby is here to rescue Harry Potter and his friends!”

    “Ron, then—go!” Harry shouted, throwing a wand to Ron, “Ciel, are you okay?”

    Sylvia nodded, wrapping her hands around his neck to support herself.

    Hermione pulled the tab out from under the chandelier. The goblin was still clenching the sword. Ron put the goblin on his shoulders and took Hermione’s and Dobby’s hands.

    Harry took Sylvia and grabbed Dobby’s hand, spinning around in place of Apparate.

    Before entering the darkness, something suddenly stimulated Sylvia. She saw Bella’s knife flying towards them-

    Dobby!

    The well-trained witch used all her strength to pull Dobby into her arms, and the sharp blade seemed to pierce something—

     Landed.

    The air is full of salty taste.

    “No! Miss Sylvia Tonks! No no no no! You can’t protect Dobby!” Dobby screamed, “Coco is still waiting to see you!”

    And Sylvia was looking at the hut not far away under the vast starry sky.

    It’s been so long, she hasn’t been a guest at Bill’s house.

    “Searle? Searle, are you all right?” Harry’s face appeared in front of her, and more and more people gathered around.

    “Knife…” Sylvia hissed in pain, gesturing for the knife that had been inserted into her upper right arm. And when Harry pulled the knife, she found that she didn’t feel much relieved.

    “Go! Come to the house!” Ron said, waving his wand in a panic, but didn’t use the Levitation Charm well.

    “Wait a minute…” Sylvia grabbed Harry’s neckline violently, “Listen to me…”

    “Don’t say anything!”

    “Listen to me!”

    Sylvia is really going to lose her strength. But she only tugged Harry’s collar slightly so that his ears fell.

    “The Horcrux…” Sylvia said, handing the bracelet to Harry.

    Then, with the voice of everyone anxiously calling her name, she closed her eyes.

    Now, it’s a lot easier.

    The author has something to say:

    Dobby is alive too!

    Battle of Malfoy Manor, have you discovered it? The fight is about to start, the countdown to the end is the family

    I promise, this is Searle’s last injury, and she won’t be hurt again!

    The interaction between Ciel and Bella and Sissy is also what I really want to write about the three sisters of the Heijia family, all of which are my thoughts. My friend watched it first and she strongly encouraged me to write about my parents hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I should try it! Write a mid-length or something.

    Speaking of which, I said that I would not write a parallel story, so in principle, I also do not open the permission to write fans. (I’m all a fanboy, there won’t be a fanboy, hahahaha) I answered it before, that is, after the story is not over, someone asks if it can be written hahahaha! In short, I thought about it thoroughly and explained it here in a unified way. I do not authorize nor approve other parallels. Regarding the original stories and characters of Seale and me, I have and only publish them here. All interpretation rights belong to me, and everything about hp Belonging to Rowling.

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