Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 383 The Carlo siblings are entangled with Eclairs!

The manor of the Carol family, one of the Twenty-Eight Holy Families, in the corrupt pure-blooded magical world of Britain.

Inside a large lounge.

The short, fat, and crooked Death Eater Amycus Caro watched nervously as his sister, Alecto Caro, with her eyes closed and face contorted, stood to the side.

In the past, during Voldemort's reign, the two siblings were both Death Eaters, but they were not prepared to risk their lives for Voldemort.

When news spread that Voldemort had been killed by the prophesied Savior, the brother and sister did not join the die-hard Death Eaters in searching for Voldemort around the world, nor did they join the core members of the die-hard Death Eaters in attacking and interrogating the Longbottoms.

Instead, they decisively slipped away.

They united with the double-dealing Death Eaters led by the Malfoy family.

This has been the case until now.

More than six months ago, the Malfoy family acted as a go-between, getting pure-blood families who championed the idea of ​​pure-blood supremacy to jointly issue a statement that they would not discriminate against half-blood wizards, Muggle wizards, or Muggles, ostensibly siding with the increasingly powerful white wizard camp. The Carol family also joined in the movement.

Amicus was very clear-headed; his Carlo family had already fallen from grace.

He and his sister are the heads of the Carroll family in this generation, but in terms of magical skill and combat ability, they may not even be as good as a good fifth-year student at Hogwarts.

If the great Dark Lord cannot return in triumph, they will have no choice but to continue suppressing their vicious and bloodthirsty desires and obediently keep a low profile.

But an accident occurred six days ago.

On their way home, Amycus and his sister encountered a sudden and powerful spatial fluctuation.

Not far in front of them, a dark spatial rift opened up, spewing out a black and red, cut-marked, misty, wet mud-like, unidentified substance that emanated a powerful soul fluctuation that sent shivers down their spines.

After the unknown object emerged from the spatial rift, it kept emitting screams.

What's even stranger is that the screams included both male and female voices. There were two male voices, one of which sounded very much like the Dark Lord that the siblings both longed for and feared, and the other also sounded somewhat like him, but with a slightly effeminate tone.

Just as the brother and sister sensed something was wrong and were about to reach for their wands to back away...

The unidentified black and red object suddenly stopped screaming and flew rapidly toward Amicus's face.

Amycus screamed in terror, forgetting even to cast a defensive spell. He tried to run, but his legs went weak.

His sister, standing beside him, also looked panicked and wanted to help, but her mind went blank.

But instead of the black and red thing rushing onto Amykus's face, it stopped a few inches in front of Amykus's face and inexplicably shrank.

Black and red objects are originally predominantly black, but in an instant, more than half of the black is lost, as if it has been teleported to another place out of thin air.

The remaining black and red object paused in mid-air, as if in thought.

Amykus breathed a sigh of relief, regained some of his strength, and took off running.

He had only run a couple of steps when he remembered that his younger sister was still standing there. He turned back to call her to run with him, but as soon as he turned around, he saw that the shrunken, blackish-red thing had burrowed directly into his sister's head.

Immediately afterwards, his sister Alecto let out a painful scream and fainted.

Amicus was terrified and stood frozen in place for a long time. Only when he saw that nothing else had happened did he dare to approach his sister and check her breathing.

Thankfully, my sister is still alive.

After that, Amycus carried his sister back to his own estate.

Until today.

During this time, Amicus never even considered finding a healer to treat his sister or sending her to the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries.

When other family members came to inquire about his sister's condition, Amykus deliberately concealed the truth and never mentioned to anyone that the black and red thing had entered his sister's head.

He himself did not notice anything amiss about these unusual circumstances.

He was simply uneasy about his sister's unconscious state and distorted face.

Strangely, although Alector remained unconscious, he was able to eat and drink with his eyes closed the day after he fell into a coma.

Earlier today, it was even more impressive that he was able to stand up straight, go to the lounge to find a chair, and sit down with his eyes closed and his face contorted.

This made Amykus even more uneasy, but for some reason, he still obediently stayed by his sister's side.

Time passed second by second.

Suddenly, a house-elf dressed in a dirty, tattered rag and covered in wounds appeared in front of Amycus, as if to report something to him, but it startled Amycus, who had been watching his sister closely.

He paused for a moment, then saw that it was an ignorant house-elf, and his anger immediately flared up.

"whip!"

Amycus shouted menacingly at his house-elves.

The house-elf was trembling with fear, but it still obediently used magic to summon a tough snakeskin whip, held it in both hands, and handed it to Amycus.

Amycus easily grabbed the whip and lashed the house-elf dozens of times, leaving it with dozens of new wounds.

Throughout the entire process, the house-elf dared not utter a single scream, enduring the pain with all its might.

After dozens of lashes, Amicus, still feeling unsatisfied, grew tired and reluctantly stopped, coldly asking the house-elf:

"what's up?"

"Master, we have distinguished guests. They are Mr. Lucius Malfoy and Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy from the Malfoy family. They are waiting in the reception room."

The house-elf spoke respectfully and humbly.

"What?! Why didn't you say so sooner?!"

When Amycus heard that the head of the Malfoy family had arrived, he was furious that he had wasted time whipping the house-elf earlier, and became even angrier. He raised his hand and lashed the house-elf several more times.

Then he threw the whip at the house-elf's head and strode toward the reception room.

Unexpectedly, her younger sister's voice came from beside her.

"Wait, I'm going too!"

Alecto Caro spoke in a calmer tone, quite different from his usual manner.

At this moment, she had opened her eyes, relaxed her facial muscles, and looked no different from before.

But in reality, her inner self is no longer just the soul of Alecto.

Instead, it was Erklis's soul (which underwent multiple mutations after being deeply affected by Voldemort's main soul fusion, being torn apart and affected by Voldemort's split soul, being affected by the blood energy of the ghost cultivator Mo Xuan, being cut by a spatial rift, being affected by the residual effects of the soul anesthetic potion and her own blood energy with mixed curse power, and then devoured a large amount of Alecto's soul essence and read all of Alecto's memories).

And the soul of Alecto, which was ruthlessly suppressed, with most of its original essence scattered, and was on the verge of death.