Chapter 337 Unspeakable Sin

"Are you so restrained even when you curse at others?" Kevin Lestrange's voice came from behind.

Cedric turned his head and found that the other party had come into the room at some point and was opening another locked wardrobe.

Looking at the colorful and thin clothes full of sexual connotations, there was a strange smile on his face.

He took out the smallest of the pieces and deliberately held it up to the light to look at it, the white light filtering through the gaps in the lace fabric.

A shadow covered his face, making it difficult to see his expression.

"What a bunch of beasts! I thought I had done enough research on the limits of human beings."

“But I never expected that this would become a subject that I could only approach but never reach.”

"Do you think I can wear this dress? I guess not. I'm only 11 years old. It seems like what they are playing is really perverted."

After saying that, Kevin Lestrange casually threw the new toy in his hand aside and slowly walked towards a door at the back of the house.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and opened the door in front of him.

Looking at the scene behind the door, he could only stand there and shake his head.

There is a long T-stage in front of me, and I am right behind it. I just need to turn a corner to start the show.

Looking at the luxurious seats arranged around the stage, he suddenly felt that those bastards in the French Ministry of Magic didn't seem to be that bad after all.

At most, they just use the power in their hands to squeeze some benefits out of their own family.

Compared to everything I see now, it is as pure as a white lotus.

"What is this?" Cedric's big head popped up at some point. He looked at the strange building in front of him and asked in confusion.

"You should have the answer in your heart." Kevin Lestrange ignored him and looked quietly at the T-stage in front of him.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his expression, and he turned his head slightly and stared at Cedric with his eyes slanted.

"Stop trying to avoid what you've seen. I've seen you read many books about Muggle society when you were in the dormitory."

"You can't be ignorant of everything. You want to escape. You are indeed very kind. I see a kind of kindness in you that has not been contaminated by anything."

"Unfortunately, kindness always comes with a strong side effect, which is that it makes people weak and unwilling to accept the evil of reality."

As he spoke, Kevin Lestrange stretched out his right hand and pointed back at the dressing tables and the sexy lingerie in the closets.

He said with a grim look.

"Does this need any further explanation? Forcing those young children to wear those shameful clothes and walk onto the stage."

"It can't be for fashion, it's more of a commercial performance, just like the conveyor belt sushi in a Japanese restaurant."

"Put them on the conveyor belt one by one, ready for selection at any time. They do look like meat. After all, in the eyes of those beasts, aren't they also a pile of meat waiting to be eaten?"

"Shut up!!!" Cedric screamed like crazy.

“Carl!!”Carl!!!Carl!!!”

He kept shouting Carl's name, then rushed out of the room as if possessed and began searching in the corridor.

The two men didn't have to search for too long because they found some marks made of chocolate beans on the road in the corridor.

Following this line of sweet and fragrant markings, the two people didn't know how many rooms they had passed through.

The rooms were basically shaped like prison cells, with black cast iron doors with numbers painted on them in white.

Looking at those numbers, Kevin Lestrange gave his own judgment directly.

"Even-numbered ones should represent girls, and odd-numbered ones should represent boys. The numbers are divided separately, so it's easy to guess."

"Carl!! Carl!!!!"

But at this time, Cedric had no interest in listening to the other party's explanation. He desperately called out Carl's name.

The sound continued to echo in the narrow corridor until a soft response came from the end of the corridor.

"Stop yelling, I'm here."

Hearing this, Cedric rushed towards the direction of the sound like a madman, followed closely by Kevin Lestrange.

Soon the two followed the chocolate landmark and found Carl.

In fact, he was sitting quietly on a bed, savoring the lollipop he had just unwrapped.

As soon as he saw the two people, Carl gave a warm smile and pointed to the two chairs that were ready.

"Come and sit down. There's no need to shout or be surprised."

Hearing this, Kevin Lestrange sat down directly on a chair, while Cedric stood stubbornly at the door with no intention of sitting down.

Karl didn't force the other party, he just pointed a finger around and smiled.

"To be honest, I have returned to this place in my dreams countless nights. At that time, I often sat on this bed."

"Look up at the sky. This is the only place in the orphanage where you can see the moon. Of course, sometimes you can't see it."

Carl's voice was very strange, like he was speaking calmly, but when you listened carefully, you could hear an unknown despair.

Kevin Lestrange lowered his head and looked around carefully. This was a room that was different from others.

Compared to the completely enclosed prison-like rooms they had seen before, this place could be called a luxurious villa.

There is a large single bed, a desk, a wardrobe and everything you need. Even on the grassy floor, you can see some old toys.

That’s right, the floor of this room is much more vibrant than those bare concrete floors, and lush green grass covers the entire floor.

It brings a unique vitality to the room, and the reason is very simple, just as Carl said.

This is the only place in the entire basement where you can see the sun and the moon. In the center of the roof of the room, there is a small skylight of about two square meters.

Under the cover of gray glass, a ray of warm sunlight shines in, allowing life to grow tenaciously.

"I don't know how long I've been here, because there is no accurate date or distinction between day and night, and most of the children here can't tell the difference."

"How many days have passed? Only during the annual physical examination can we know how old we are."

Carl stroked the dust on the edge of the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

Kevin Lestrange looked at him, thought for a long time, and finally spoke.

"I never imagined that you had ever experienced something like this. Everything here is filled with sin, but I still can't figure it out."

"What is your purpose in coming back here? What do you want me to do?"

The words stopped abruptly, Kevin Lestrange's cheeks twitched, his pupils dilated, and an indescribable feeling of unwillingness surged in his heart.

He knew that he had already lost when he asked this question.

Because that damn Pumpkin Head suddenly pounced on Carl and covered his ears with both hands, as if he was afraid that he would hear the noise here.

Right in front of him, the scene before him confused his mind.

Until Carl's voice sounded again.

"Ah!! Some people never grow up. Thank you for your warm hug Mr. Diggory, but I need revenge more now."