Bellatrix was taken away by Maca, along with the suitcase that was at the center of the entire escape. And the rest are only the Aurors who stare at the open space in a daze.

Kingsley walked away for the time being, as he had just received a call from the other two squads.

"Chief, look at this—"

In a snowy forest on the outskirts of Stefki, the two Aurors who had gone after the Death Eaters had gathered, and their harvest was "resting" in the small glade in front of them.

Including the charred corpse found in the town and Yaxley, who had been spelled by a powerful stun, the twelve Death Eaters who had previously sat around a table in the space of the suitcase, no more and no less, were all here.

It's just that the ten Death Eaters they found just now who pretended to break through were a little strange. No, if you have to say it, the Aurors all thought that everything that had happened since this evening was strange.

But at least, they never imagined that they would find ten stone statues when they were chasing down the scattered criminals! These stone statues come in a variety of forms, either pounce or run, and each one is alive and like a real person.

All right! They were real people - after all, the Aurors who were standing here now were all Aurors who made their profession dealing with dark wizard cases, how could they not know that these Death Eaters were petrified?

However, the fact that they were outlaws who fled to different directions were all petrified by unknown things almost at the same time seemed quite unacceptable.

"Hmm......" Kingsley raised an eyebrow, then nodded silently, "Anyway, it's a great achievement to catch all of them, as long as the result is good, then it's okay?" ”

"But—" said a young Auror, scratching his head, "Chief, you say...... All of us came out on a mission with the belief that we would die at any point! Before today, if anyone had told me that I could take all the Death Eaters for a walk, I would have thrown him into Azkaban! Isn't that a joke......"

"Then do you want to continue to investigate, or do you want to go back and claim the prize with peace of mind?" The other, older Auror, asked with a smile.

"You're insulting me!" The young Auror stiffened his neck and glared at the senior, "You wait! If the prize money isn't enough to quell my passion, you'll have to wait for a treat! Three brooms, oak barrels of flowing gold rum! ”

When the old Auror heard this, instead of being angry, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, you'll be a worthy Auror in the future." He continued to smile, "Young man, you are well suited to follow our path. ”

"Ahem-" Kingsley couldn't stand it anymore, he coughed dryly, and then said seriously, "Anyway, just report the situation on the scene as usual, as for whether the upper authorities will reopen the case for investigation, it's not something we can manage." Bring them all on, and we're done! ”

With that, he waved his hand, and then the phantom shifted back to the place just now to continue to investigate the situation.

……

On the other side, in the basement of Blake's old house.

The dungeon, which is rarely put to use, has a new guest this time. Bellatrix was bound by the chains that Maca had personally enchanted, and the magic in his body seemed to have completely disappeared, not to mention any secret magic, and even the natural magic fluctuations in his body were gone.

"Open your eyes! You're awake, so there's no need to pretend you're unconscious. ”

In front of Bellatrix, who had fallen to the ground, Maca and Sirius were standing. The two of them had different expressions, one calm and the other full of disgust, and they represented two very different views of the Death Eaters.

Some wizards hated the Death Eaters, the moths that had disturbed the wizarding world. Most of these people have been directly or indirectly affected by Voldemort's appearance, and some have even lost their loved ones as a result.

And some wizards don't have much feeling for them, but this just reflects people's habits and positions of not caring about themselves. Perhaps this is why Voldemort has an opportunity to take advantage of.

In fact, maca was supposed to belong to the latter. It's just because of various opportunities that he has to stand on the opposite side of Voldemort, rather than standing on the sidelines and being an ordinary spectator.

Under Maca's provocation, Bellatrix stopped pretending. She snapped her eyes open, and got up to stare at Maca with a grim expression, but quickly turned her gaze back to Sirius.

Just as Sirius disliked his cousin, Bellatrix also despised his "pure-blooded" cousin. If possible, she would even get rid of it at the right time.

Fundamentally, Sirius is indeed a very typical "family misfortune". As a descendant of a pure-blood wizarding family, and also the last male of the surname Black, he, a non-pure-blood, is clearly an unqualified family heir.

"Sirius," Maca said suddenly, turning her head with a subtle expression, "I think those sisters in America are actually good, why don't you find a time to pick one and look around?" ”

"What are you talking about?" Sirius twitched the corners of his mouth and asked dryly.

Maca shrugged her shoulders and handed him a "see it yourself" emoji. Just as Sirius and Bellatrix were a little puzzled by what he said, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the latter.

"Bellatrix!"

A cold shout is often easy to scare others. Even if the other party's nerves are relatively large, at least they will subconsciously attract the other party's attention and gaze in an instant.

And the moment the two made eye contact, Maca expertly cast a silent Dementor Recitation Spell.

The time it takes to read memories is fleeting, and thoughts often flow faster than the average person thinks. It was only a few seconds that passed, and Maca had already looked away.

"How? What the hell are they up to? Sirius asked, ignoring the anger on Bellatrix's face.

But Maca seemed a little hesitant, he glanced at the madwoman in front of him who was sitting on the cold ground in surprise, opened his mouth, and did not make a sound.

"What the hell is going on?" Sirius frowned.

Maca shook her head, he didn't know what to say, let alone whether to say it or not.

"Unexpectedly," Maca pondered for a while before looking back at Bellatrix, "If I hadn't gone today, I'm afraid no one would have known about it, right?" But is it really good for you to do this? ”

Bellatrix heard Maca's words, of course, but she didn't say a word as if she hadn't heard them. She just stared at Maca fixedly, still with anger on her face, and even a hint of her usual madness.

Sirius looked back and forth at the two of them, as if he thought the two were playing dumb riddles, and he was confused. But after experiencing so many things, he still respects Maca's choice. If the other party doesn't say it, he won't be able to ask again.

"Bellatrix," said Marca, seeing that she was silent, measured her mind again, and then spoke again, "I can leave this matter alone, but I must take what you left there." I'm going to ask you a question here, because you're ...... after all I believe you understand, you only have this one choice. ”

Upon hearing Maca's words, Bellatrix finally had a reaction other than glaring. I saw that her expression changed slightly, and a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes as she looked at Maca.

“…… You've made it so clear, do I have any other choice? ”

At this time, her voice was a little hoarse, and there was a sense of pain that was rare in her. This mad witch, who has always taken pleasure in torturing people, would even show such a demeanor, at least Sirius, who was watching from the sidelines, was completely stunned.

"You'll be glad you decided today." Maca nodded and said.

……

At the same time that Sirius was puzzled by the sight before him, a young Muggle woman was opening the door of her house in the small town of Wells on the coast of Norfolk.

"Sarah?" A male voice rang out from the second floor, his voice bright and sunny, "Sarah, is that you?" Didn't you just go to the convenience store to buy candy? Why did you come back so late? ”

"Candy? What are you talking about, dear? The young woman, who was called Sarah, wondered, "I'm going for a walk with our baby!" Look, how happy is she? ”

"What? What baby? What the hell are you in—"

With the sound of "bang, bang, bang", a rather handsome young man went downstairs like a gust of wind, and then paused with a shocked face.

"Kid? Where did you get it from? He was stunned.

"What 'where did you get it from?'" Sarah glanced at her newlywed husband, "Are you sleepy?" This is our family's Delphi! Tell you not to go to sea at night, you see, you sleep in the dark, you don't even know your own daughter! ”

"Y-you-"

The young man's face changed for a while, and after jumping out of several "you" in a row, he seemed to understand something, and his eyes widened.

"I don't think I'm supposed to go out fishing at night," he said through gritted teeth. Very good! It's just wonderful! ”

At the moment when the young and handsome man shouted loudly, the child in Sarah's arms suddenly burst into tears, and the clear voice resounded throughout the living room. And on the child's neck, a silver necklace faintly flashed a purple-black streamer.