Glory To Slytherin

Bellatrix's hoarse voice echoed in the empty cell.

"With the master's ambitions, how can he be willing to have an organization not completely controlled by himself? Even if he is already the strongest person in the organization except for the three invisible people, he can still only control part of the organization's power. , This is of course unbearable for him."

"So he decided to seize power and put all the power in his hands. What a great and wise idea... However, after all the preparations were completed, he was stabbed by two people... One of them was Adams. Lestrange."

"After that, the master withdrew from the abyss, and we who have been following him are today called Death Eaters by those ignorant wizards."

Her voice was full of undisguised bitterness and hatred.

Ulysses was quiet for a moment, thinking secretly about the credibility of what she said.

If it is like what she said, is his father also a member of the Abyss organization?

He temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart, not showing them to the surface.

Bella glanced at him, sneered and smiled:

"Looking at you, Adams hasn't told you this yet? But it is, this kind of thing is not glorious to him, and it will definitely affect his image in your heart..."

"You don't need to worry about this, I will naturally verify the authenticity of the matter."

Ulysses said coldly, "One more thing, I need the key to the Gringotts vault of the British Leicesterrange family."

"This is impossible!"

Bella seemed to have been offended by some inverse scales, her whole body exploded, and the expression on her face was terrifying for an instant, and she said flatly, "If you want to threaten me with memory, you will die. Yui. This alone is impossible."

Ulysses knew why she reacted so fiercely. In the Gringotts vault of the Lestrange family, there is a Horcrux of Voldemort. In the eyes of Bellatrix, who is very enthusiastic about Voldemort, this thing is more Everything is important.

He pondered for a moment, his voice softened slightly:

"In fact, this is what your master meant."

"Do you think I have become a fool who can deceive at will after being locked up here for twelve years?"

Bella sneered at this statement and ridiculed Ulysses unscrupulously.

However, her ridicule soon stopped abruptly, and she was shocked to perceive Ulysses's breath that made her very familiar and infatuated.

"I got a diary of your master by chance, and after getting to know it, I was quickly overwhelmed by his deep soul..."

Ulysses turned on the actor mode and said vividly, "He taught me a lot of advanced magic and little-known knowledge... His soul imprint is the best proof. There is no way to blacken me except his soul. Except for the Demon Mark, we are essentially the same, and we are all followers of the Dark Lord."

This made Bella a little overwhelmed. She was suspicious and said hesitantly:

"Then why... did you have that attitude when you came in? You threatened me with such bad things..."

"I have to test you."

Ulysses said frankly, "In Azkaban's twelve years, who knows if you will remain loyal to the Dark Lord..."

"you you!"

Bella grinned with anger, "Ignorance! Ignorance! How dare you doubt my loyalty to the Dark Lord! He has never doubted!"

"It was my fault."

Ulysses recognized it immediately. With a move of his right hand, a plume of smoke suddenly appeared in the air, gradually turning into the shape of Tom's soul in the diary.

Looking at Tom's face, Bella's eyes were stunned. She tried to lift the hand imprisoned in the chair to touch the corner of his clothes, and murmured:

"It's how the master looked when she was young... nothing is wrong... Master, are you finally here to save me..."

Ulysses on the side was smiling. He has been holding Tom’s diary for almost half a year, and he is naturally very familiar with his soul breath. Before he was sent to the stone wall of the secret room as a sacrifice, there were still traces of his soul fragments in the ghost ring. He did not expect to be at this time. It came in handy.

"Don't worry, the Dark Lord has been initially resurrected, and he needs something deposited with you to help him further recover... You also understand how important that thing is to him."

Ulysses slowly said softly, "When I go back, I will find a way to rescue you and other companions..."

"You don't need to save it!"

Bella raised her black chin, obviously embarrassed, but at this moment she looked proud, "I want the master to pick me up in person..."

"As for the key, I put it in a secret place... Come here..."

A few minutes later, Ulysses walked out of Bella's cell with a satisfied smile on his face.

He knew where the key was hiding.

In the Gringotts vault of the Lestrange family in England, there is not only a Horcrux of Voldemort, but also the family crest.

The latter is what Ulysses and Adams are more concerned about.

...

Fudge and the Aurors were getting a little impatient outside waiting, and they were relieved when they saw Ulysses coming out, and said quickly:

"It's finally coming out, Ulysses...remembering the old for so long? I'll go in and call you at a later date...it's uncomfortable to stay in this place..."

"Thank you, Lord Minister."

Ulysses apologized. The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and he doesn't mind making false claims with Fudge.

They walked all the way forward, Fudge touched the cold sweat on his forehead and said:

"The people here are no longer human...Look at the one inside. He was a famous pure-blooded man more than ten years ago, but now he has become such a ghost..."

Ulysses followed his gaze and saw a skinny man in a cell. A mess of dirty, tangled hair hangs down to the elbow, and the wax-like skin clings to the skeleton of the face.

His sunken eyes stared into the distance blankly, like a walking dead. He muttered to himself: "I killed them..."

It seems tireless, repeating it all the time, it sounds like Devil's whisper.

"This is……?"

Ulysses asked aloud, guessing already in his mind.

"Sirius Black, a well-known figure at Hogwartshoe more than a decade ago."

Fudge curled his lips.

It seemed that the sound of the conversation was causing Sirius. He lifted his godless eyes and glanced out, then struggling suddenly, staring at an Auror's daily prophet.

"Want to see?"

Fudge raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Show him, Lord Minister. For the dying person, let him know the information of the outside world so he can go on his way with peace of mind."

Ulysses suggested quietly.

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