Marx didn’t lie before, and his main purpose this time was to get information about Voldemort’s secret plan. As for Yaxley, he is not a concern.

But now it seems that what he wants to get does not seem so easy to obtain.

When Yaxley stared at the moment he retreated to the door of the shed, Marx’s Legilimens was launched. This timing was very accurate, and it was the time when Yaxley was sighed in relief for the escape from the dilapidated shack.

Therefore, the lax spirit and the direct-looking eyes became the best invasion window of the Legilimens curse. As the other side of the eyes blossomed, a piece of memory picture flashed quickly in both minds.

Logically speaking, this can be said to be the best solution for getting information. Whether it is a slightly dragged rhythm of conversation or the pressure that Marx brings to the other side of the door, it is an important condition for this moment.

Only in this way can the other party succeed in the event that it is too late to respond, in order to avoid the suicide bombing as before.

However, even with such a cautious arrangement, the results Marx has achieved are still not ideal.

“…a very bad memory of memories, isn’t it?”

When Yaxley discovered that he had returned to reality from that broken memory, the tension, dignity and even the last moment of slackness on his face were swept away. Instead, it is a dull face.

鈥淚t鈥檚 really bad,鈥?Marx looked at him coldly. 鈥淚t seems that you haven鈥檛 planned to leave here from the beginning?鈥?/p>

The “bad” in their mouth refers to the poor memorable mantra that was previously applied to Yaxley. The intensity of the memorable mantra has even shattered some fragments beyond the target memory. Obviously, the reason why he did this was to completely remove the memory of the secret mission.

The amnesia spell can be restored to a certain extent, or at least it can be excavated from deeper memory by the powerful Legiimens curse. But this memory of the memory of the memory of Yaxley, but extremely rudely destroyed the entire memory, with a part of other memory fragments.

This level of amnesia is enough to create a soul damage to the cursed person. It is obvious that this guy’s determination is not generally strong.

“You almost don’t even remember why you have to do this. Does your choice make sense?” Marx asked in a slightly surprised way.

“I am such a person.”

Yaxley鈥檚 answer is quite simple. He said as it should be by rights, as if all this should be the end. As for the reason why he did this? I thought so before I lost my memory. Is it necessary for him to deny his choice?

From him, Marx felt an unsuccessful insistence. Maybe as he said, is he such a person who always believes in himself?

Death Eater is also a human being, and people are all kinds of people, everyone will have their own way of doing things.

“That’s it!” Marx suddenly lost interest. “Perhaps in the days to come, you can make a plan that is not bad for the upcoming Azkaban life.”

The voice did not fall, only heard a “peng” and a muffled sound, a silhouette directly flew out from the shack’s door. When he leaned back in the snow outside the shack, he was already caught in a deep unconscious.

After a while, Marx followed, and as he came out, there was the old suitcase. Marx shook his head slightly, throwing the suitcase freely on the side of the bonfire that had been extinguished, and then left in a certain direction.

Unsurprisingly, the suitcase is indeed a container that has been applied to the Extension Charm, but it only contains some groceries everywhere, and there is nothing valuable.

鈥︹€?/p>

Let’s move the time a little, just as Marx and Yaxley are negotiating each other, a silhouette that ordinary people can’t find is running fast on the road west of the shantytown.

Although he is now in a state of stealth, this is not necessarily absolutely safe, even if this stealth potion works quite well.

She knew that she could not stop, she would have to stay away from Stefki as soon as possible to reach the neighboring town.

Although she is very angry and annoyed, she must know that her normally temperament must have gone back to fight with the stupid Auror. Yes, if you can take a few “hardworking and brave” Auror by the way, the owner will be very happy.

But no, she knows she has to leave there and can’t stay for a moment.

She is Bellatrix, a Death Eater with a major mission, a pure blood wizard that has been given a great glory by the owner!

However, from the time she left Stefki, she always felt that something was following her. What is it? What is following? Is it an illusion?

In a rushing run, she hurried back several times and scanned everything behind her without finding any suspicious places.

The sense of insecurity caused by Azkaban’s jail experience made her feel a lot of irritability under the feeling of being watched.

In the past, whenever she felt this way, she would use the torturer to relax herself. The more painful the tortured object is, the more she will feel physically and mentally comfortable.

But now, there is no chance to do this for her.

From Stefki to the neighboring town of Wells, it is about three miles away. This distance is no big deal for a muggle, and you can get there quickly by bike.

But if you only run on two legs, it is still a very terrible journey.

But now she must run, until far enough to try to use the Disapparation spell to look at him. Otherwise, the escape of the former companion for her will become meaningless.

The street trees on both sides of the road are intermittent, and they are constantly retreating behind Bellatrix. Occasionally, large areas of the fields can be seen in the gaps between the trees, and they are covered with snow that has not yet melted.

Inhaled between the nose and mouth are cold air, which is poured into the lungs with repeated breaths, and then the temperature of her with the body is also taken away.

The wind that is about to enter the night is so bad that she is cutting her cheeks like a knife while she is running. It seems that she is constantly reminding her that the spring is still far enough away.

“bang!”

About stepping on the thin ice on the road, the ice that was compacted by the snow was slippery, and she fell awkwardly. But when she fell to the ground and had a pain in her ankle, the suitcase she was holding tightly was lifted up by her, but she was not picked up a little.

“cough cough ……”

A few coughs rang from the unmanned road, and after a little reversal of two or three times, they merged into the night sky that gradually became dim.

Unconsciously, the sun has set.

Bellatrix struggled to support his body, gasping in a big mouth, still trying to stand up and continue to run forward. As she got up, she saw the fierce light – her Bellatrix, when was there such a wolf?

How can it be troublesome with the air, she moved her feet and found that although it hurts, it still does not affect walking. So she ran forward again.

However, it seems that there is such a voice in the dark, telling her that most of her next actions will not go well. So, just at the moment she just ran up, she fell again!

Of course, this time is not slipping. Bellatrix clearly felt that there was a powerful impact coming from behind her, forcibly hitting her forward and flew out.

Even if she slammed into the ground, she still managed to protect the suitcase in her hand, as if she was afraid that it would fall. It’s hard to imagine what it was loaded with so much that she instinctively protected it regardless of her injuries.

And in the next second, Bellatrix no longer hesitates. She didn’t even go to see what the hell was going to fly, but in the case of falling to the ground, she launched the Disapparation curse desperately.

In a twist, her whole person, with a suitcase, disappeared into the middle of this not-so-wide road. Almost in the next second she left, a few half-human high shadows fell there, but it was empty.

If someone is here, they will be able to see through the sky that has not yet completely disappeared. It is actually a large spider with many hands and feet. Seeing that they were in the same place for a while, accompanied by a few strange symbols on the body, they all shrank into the size of the thumb and went away…

Bellatrix’s appearance is not far away, probably because the previous thoughts were all placed in the small town called Wells. She didn’t think much about it in an emergency, she moved here first.

Just then, it was so painful and weak that she wanted to scatter her body. There was another wound on her forehead, and the blood of scarlet red slowly flowed from there, making her resentful face more fierce and cold.

Apparition is located opposite the convenience store on the east side of Wellstown. There is a cover of the woods, even if the pedestrians are coming and going across the street, no one discovers her existence.

Now, perhaps, I should continue to use the Disapparation spell to leave.

Although this time it may be tracked by Auror to the direction she is going, there is no better choice for her to pick and choose in the current situation.

However, just as Bellatrix wanted to re-apply Disapparation, the single thought head flashed in her mind stopped her, and her eyes stared straight at a muggle woman on the side of the opposite convenience store.


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