Harry Potter's Bastard

Sylna was running frantically in the corridor with her skirt in one hand and her high heels in the other, barefoot and Draco, she wanted to go back to the dormitory immediately, she had Elrond's contact information, it was only for emergency use, and she couldn't pass on specific news, she could only tell Elrond that something was going on here.

Sylna swears she'll be a pig in high heels again.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape had taken control of the situation, and they were going to screen the attendees one by one to make sure they hadn't been dropped or under the Imperius Curse, while Sylna and Draco had other things to do.

Upon returning to the dormitory, Sylna was still out of breath and said to Draco as she rummaged through her belongings, "Do you know why I brought you back?"

"You suspect it...... What did the Death Eaters do?" Draco had a bright mind.

"Yes, they are one of the objects of my suspicion, so I need your help with me. Sylna found a necklace from her chest and ripped it off without saying a word - this was how it was activated, and once the necklace was torn off, Elrond would receive the message, but Britain and the United States were too far apart for Sylna to be sure if it still worked.

After doing all this, Sylna turned to look at Draco and said, "I know it's risky, but I'd like you to get in touch with your family and ask them to confirm if my brother is at Malfoy Manor." "

"No need to contact my parents. Draco shook his head, "That's too risky. "

Sylna knew it was a bit of a tough move, but before she could persuade her, Draco summoned their house-elves.

"Dobby!"

With a slight "crackling" sound, Dobby, who was wearing an old pillowcase, appeared.

"I ask you, Solim. Is Selwyn in our house?Is there any movement from the Death Eaters at Malfoy Manor?" Draco knew it was an emergency, and spoke very quickly, "If you don't know, go back and investigate-"

"There's a stranger in the house—" Dobby looked a little alarmed, "he's not one of those villains, but Dobby has never seen him." "

"Strangers, you mean those people aren't Death Eaters?" said Sylna, who was still barefoot.

"Yes. Dobby glanced up at Sylna, then lowered his head again, "The villains are all in the hall at this time—the demon and the stranger are too, and Dobby can't get close there—"

"Name!" Sylna's hair was now scattered on the way back, and now she looked a little messy, "Tell me the stranger's name!"

"Dobby didn't know what his name was. The elf shuddered, "But the villains call him Mr. Rich." "

Sylna sat down on the ground......

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Solim also wanted to collapse on the ground, but the situation did not allow it. If he could, he wouldn't go to that damn meeting tonight, even if he completely offended Slughorn.

He knew that if there was no miracle tonight, he would be doomed.

Look at this: Voldemort is sitting in the only chair in the room, and next to him is a person that Solim has never met, and he can't be sure if he is a Death Eater, because he is so close to Voldemort, which shows that the relationship between him and Voldemort is not the kind of subordinate relationship that Voldemort has.

The Dark Lord laughed. "

Solim slowly straightened up, slowly surveying the layout of the room and the Death Eater's standing, and although it might not be useful, Solim still hoped that if he had the opportunity, he would be able to seize it.

"Well, what do you think? Have you forgotten the good things you've done here with one of my servants?" Voldemort's scarlet eyes looked at Solim, causing him to feel a tingle in him—I don't know if it was psychological.

"This gentleman is very faced, don't you want to introduce me?" Solim did not reply, but pretended to be very calm, and looked at the man next to Voldemort, who was dressed very differently from the Death Eaters. Solim felt that he might have been the key factor in what happened.

"Of course you're going to be a stranger. The stranger did not wait for Voldemort to speak, and was the first to speak, which already proved that he was not a Death Eater.

"I'm no stranger to you, though, and in fact, I've been looking forward to meeting you for a long time. "

"That's really an honor, I don't know what to call Mr.?"

The stranger suddenly showed a happy expression, like a cat that had seen a mouse, and said with a smile: "Leowed—Leowed." Richie, you can call me 'Mr. Richie' like these friends standing next to you." "

"I......" Som scolded inwardly, the Rich family is really haunted, and they are actually mixed with Voldemort. Needless to say, this incident must have been planned by him.

Solim suddenly sighed, as if appointed, and said in a helpless tone, "Well, you have won. What are you going to do with me?"

With eight Death Eaters in black wizard robes standing around, plus Voldemort and the Richie family in front of him, Solim knew he had no chance.

You don't have to think about it, even if the doorkey strapped to your wrist is activated now, it will take you at least two to three seconds to get away, and the few seconds that are usually inconspicuous seem so eager and out of reach at this time.

To activate the Portkey, at least go out of this hall, but herein lies the difficulty, and if Solim is able to get out of here, summoning a phoenix is more convenient than using a Portkey.

Ashes...... Solim knew that now was not a good time to summon the phoenix, and in the face of so many enemies, Ash had no chance to move with him - Voldemort was a great wizard, and this Rich family guy didn't know the details yet, Solim didn't dare to risk it at all, if Ash was killed, then he really had no hope at all.

"You're our honored guest. Voldemort didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, "We've got a lot of activities for you, and we hope you can enjoy it." "

Voldemort clapped his hands, and a man stepped out of the Death Eater next to him, quickly prostrate at his feet.

"Thank you, thank you, my master, thank you for giving me this opportunity!"

A female voice that Solim had some familiarity.

"That's enough!" Voldemort kicked the man at his feet, "I promised you this chance, but I hope you don't let me down again." "

"No, master, I'll get rid of him. With that, she stood up and faced Solim.

"Oh, who am I? "Solim recognized her: Alecto. Carlo, one of the two Death Eaters who were sent to Hogwarts last semester. _

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