Chapter 168 Iron Triangle and War
It should have been completely silent in the Foley Manor late at night, but in the secret room at this moment, there were still four people confronting each other, and the atmosphere was very solemn.
"It's you, Keira, you bastard! Do you know how much trouble you have brought to me and the Lestrange family? How dare you disappear? I'm going to kill you today!" The tough guy Sallys took the lead in attacking.
"If I say that this has nothing to do with me, would you believe it?" Kayla, who had already had her soul seed planted in the Nightmare Station, asked bitterly.
"I will never believe your lies again!" Sallys was still furious.
"Okay, Sallys! I don't need to repeat to you why you are here! Remember what I told you this afternoon, you only have one chance! If you seize it, your lovely son will become a glorious wizard and the well-deserved heir of the Lestrange family! If you don't seize it, your son will still live with the identity of a Squib!" Mrs. Zabini interrupted impatiently.
"Why should I believe you? At least you can show it to me first..." Sally argued with disdain.
But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Mrs. Zabini without any courtesy: "Sallys, you are doing something stupid! I have already said everything that should and should not be said this afternoon. Since you have chosen to stand here, you should be mentally prepared! Now I only say one thing to you: if you want this opportunity, shut up and surrender; if you don't want this opportunity, turn around now, immediately, and get out!"
The merciless words made Sally silent. She stood there in a daze, her eyes rolling around, looking undecided.
Yang Tian, who had been watching coldly from the beginning, finally spoke: "Since you are so hesitant, send him away and don't waste time."
The cold words were emotionless, but they were like a sledgehammer that broke Sally's last line of defense. She finally collapsed to the ground, crying bitterly, "Don't go. I agree. I surrender willingly."
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The Lestrange family manor was quiet and desolate in the early morning, but the bedroom of the young owner, Bastan Lestrange, was a peaceful scene.
"Mom, I...I can actually cast magic!" Bastan burst into tears of excitement.
"That's great, my child, hahaha." Sally said excitedly, "Next year, next year I can send you to Hogwarts. Although it's a year late, Mom believes that you can become a great wizard, a true Slytherin!"
"Mom, I won't let you down!" Bastan promised loudly. After a pause, he asked in confusion, "By the way, Mom, are those three cloaked men your friends?"
"Yes, kids. They are not only mom's friends, but also our steadfast allies!" Sally said excitedly.
"But...but didn't mother say that the master our family is loyal to is the Dark Lord, and only the most determined Death Eaters will become our allies. Could these three people be Death Eaters?" Bastan stammered in confusion.
"No, child, they are not Death Eaters, but they are more powerful! After all, we have never heard that Squibs can be cured artificially, right?" Sally's voice became low, as if she was explaining to her son, or as if she was comforting herself.
"If...if the Dark Lord can really return, then maybe we can both..." The barely audible whisper just sounded, but it stopped abruptly; followed by a painful groan...
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Bastan noticed that his mother was acting strangely and asked quickly.
At this moment, Sally had no intention of responding. The pain that was deeply embedded in her bones and the torment in the deepest part of her soul made this tough guy, who claimed to have seen a lot of storms, shudder!
She confessed madly and called out her master's name devoutly in her heart. It seemed that only in this way could she feel better. After ten minutes, when all the pain faded away, Sally hugged her son in her arms and burst into tears.
At this moment, she was extremely certain in her heart! Even if the Dark Lord dared to be the enemy of her master, she would definitely fight for her master without hesitation...
The haze has dissipated, and the sun is still warm. A new day has begun, and preparations for the war are finally on the agenda.
Different from the last battle where they had to beg for help from everyone before preparing, this time the iron triangle of Sally, Keira and Zabini produced an unimaginable chemical reaction.
When Sallys made up her mind to be a tough guy again and asked for help from all the pure-blood families, the nobles led by Lucius jumped up and down as if to witness what an alliance was. They took action upon hearing the news and prepared more actively than Sallys.
When Madam Zabini secretly came to the Ministry of Magic and prepared to negotiate with the Director of the Auror Office to reach a private agreement, Minister Fudge showed up in person. He said cordially but righteously that the Ministry of Magic was the home of all wizards and that the Aurors would shed their last drop of blood to protect their families. Moreover, he personally assigned two teams of the most elite Aurors to participate in this protection operation;
Kayla's progress was also smooth. She contacted nearly a hundred dark wizards to take charge. Of course, nearly half of them were assigned to her by Yang Tian...
Arrange the anti-apparition spell, assign the ambush site, finalize the action code... Although the various forces involved in the operation have not seen each other's true appearance, they still work closely together because they have received the highest order from their respective forces. No matter the cost, give the invaders a ruthless blow...
December 12th, Christmas Eve, was supposed to be a traditional holiday for Western families to reunite. However, a group of uninvited guests arrived at Zabini Manor late at night.
The group of more than 30 people were cautious at first, but they relaxed instantly after entering Zabini Manor. They walked along the way with high spirits and leisurely, as if they were touring their own garden.
"Mrs. Zabini, I'm sorry, we are a little late. Can we go now?" The black-robed leader calmly pushed open the door of the noble and solemn villa and began to speak impatiently.
But before he could finish his words, his pupils shrank, because not only was Mrs. Zabini sitting leisurely on the sofa in front of him, but there were also two other ladies sitting on her left and right, looking at him with a joking look on their faces.
"It seems that you have made the most foolish decision." The black-robed leader's voice became low and cold: "Then go to hell!"
Without any hesitation, he took out a white crystal and crushed it.
And then... nothing happened... only Mrs. Zabini's endlessly mocking smile...
