Back in the room, Lucius closed the door and added another ear plug to listen to the spell. When facing Rudolfs, he seemed to have lost the ability to organize language for a moment. He walked to the table silently and depressedly, putting the copy of Vicna's hand and the pot of liquor on the table.

Rudolfs' deep eyes swept across Lucius' cheeks and walked towards the table. He seemed to step on Lucius' heart step by step, and fell into a silent and depressing stone chamber that Lucius wanted to cast a spell and hit everything up.

"Crab brought us a bottle of strong wine knowing the master's intention? He was as stupid as he was when he was a child..." Rudolfs picked up the magic prosthesis, his eyes fell on the interface at his arm, paused for a while, and he turned around and his tone was unexpectedly calm: "Lucius, I need your help."

Lucius frowned, his lips tightly pursed together, raised his head several times and lowered his head, but stopped, and wanted to say but didn't know how to say it. His eyebrows were full of distress and guilt. His original intention was to ask the Dark King to install Bella's hands for Rudolfs, but he did not expect that his kindness would do something bad.

Looking at Lucius's indecisive appearance, Rudolfs stretched out his only half arm and said firmly: "Lucius, there will be no problem, come and help me."

"Rudolphus," Lucius said heavily, "you have to cut off your arm before you can install it...and the mantra of the heart..." Lucius couldn't continue to say it, and he could not imagine the pain Rudolfs was about to suffer.

"Isn't it that you asked me for? You and my brother Rapastein are so stupid..." Rudolfs finished sarcasm and sighed softly, "We can't refuse... Lucius, and this will indeed make me stronger."

Rudolfs' voice made Lucius feel heartbroken. Judging from the current situation, he really had no room for rejection. This arm was made by the Dark King, and the diamond curse was obviously left to Rudolfs on purpose as his trial...

After a while of silence, Lucius' pale sharp face turned aside, and he mustered up the courage but whispered his thoughts: "Rudolphus, wait for me to call Sissi over, let's run away... Let's go to Harris, and he told me that if I encounter danger, I don't have to continue lurking..."

"What? Are you going to pull me out now? Just like that liar did?" Rudolfs raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then laughed out loud with sarcasm, "Ha! If the master knew you were a spy, wouldn't you be afraid of being retaliated by the master?"

"Rudolphus, listen to me, Alan Harris has different personalities from his master, and he is also very successful in alchemy. I go and beg him, he will guarantee our safety! He will definitely make you a better prosthetic..." Lucius said eagerly, "I defect to him not only for the safety of Sissi and the others... You know that they have controlled the Ministry of Magic and drove away the Master and Dumbledore. Even if they were conspiring, their personal strength was so strong at a young age... His personal potential is unlimited... Not to mention that there is a god behind Alan... Ms. Ravenclaw is behind Harris. His current strength should have grown much more than last year's Ministry of Magic... You know how smart my father was! Before he died, he asked me to follow Harris's footsteps. My dad said they would be the final winner..."

"Can you be sure that he can still ensure your safety after you lose your value?" Rudolfs looked down on Lucius's words, "You know who their old boss is, and what style is the first one? Lucius, you are too naive, you have to guarantee your value to be pleased by him..."

"At least he is completely different now! Rudolfs! Alan Harris has reminded me many times and suggested that I can give up the task here at any time and he will ensure the safety of my family!" Lucius's emotions in an elegant and decent posture began to be exposed urgently, "If we go and ask him..."

"Please? Lucius! What about your self-esteem?! What qualifications do these outsiders have to lead Lesterlanch?!" Rudolfs's eyes were bright, his head was slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be a smile, and he hummed coldly, "Speaking of it, Lesterlanch and Ravenclaw are still distant relatives. The emblem of our family is a raven, and Ravenclaw... is just the claw of the raven."

"Rudolphus, now the master is also a mess..." Lucius realized that he was a little unscrupulous in desperation. Under the years of fear caused by the Dark King, he did not dare to finish his words, but this also made him a little angry with himself, "As long as you can survive, the living will not care what the dead thinks! Since you are proud of your family, you should understand that what is important is not your personal glory! It is the continuation of the family! Do you understand?!"

"Idiot! I've never been loyal to him! Lucius is Bellatrix Black Lesterlanch! Don't instill the things your father instilled in you into me!" Rudolfs also roared angrily, and then realized that he had lost his composure, he tidied up his collar with one hand. "When you love someone, you must believe her, there is no other way. You have to hand her the key to control everything in your life, otherwise what's the point?"

"But she didn't give you that key..." Seeing that Rudolfs had stretched out his arm and said no more, Lucius had to pull out his wand and pointed at his cut-off arm tremblingly: "Snape once taught me a spell, so quickly, you can bear it."

Rudolfs nodded and gestured the copy of Vick's hand on his arm so that Lucius could find the right position-and then suddenly stopped moving, got up and waved his wand to remove the spell and sat back.

"The master will be unhappy if he can't hear my voice..."

Lucius's voice seemed to be squeezed out from the slit of his lips, and his eyes stared at Rudolfs: "It will hurt a lot."

Rudolphus's pursed lips opened lightly, his eyes firm, and his tone did not fluctuate: "Then I'll shout it out."

Lucius's cold and arrogant gray-blue eyes were full of worry. His eyebrows were frowned into the shape of Sichuan and secretly measured the direction. He looked at the strong black magic aura on the excuse of the prosthesis: "The heart-drilling curse touches the wound of the broken arm, which will hurt very much..."

"Then I will shout louder!" Rudolfs insisted, his eyes as deep as the water of the Black Lake in Hogwarts, and his head resolutely nodded at Lucius, who looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Shen Feng Wuying..."

"Uh!!!"

On the other side of the underground base, in the more independent and luxurious room that Bellatrix has obtained since he was pregnant, the sudden twisted and painful screams from outside the door made the Black sisters stop talking.

"Who is screaming again?!" Narcisa frowned, her pale cheeks were not covered in blood. After living here for so long, she still found it difficult to adapt to this atmosphere full of pain and depression.

"Rudolphus." Bellatrix picked up a grape from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth. The muscles on his face twitched a few times, raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Ha, I've never heard him scream so miserably."

"Why did he scream so loudly..." Narcissa asked uneasily, and at this moment, only Rudolfs' shrill screams were heard higher and higher.

"I suggest that the master make the prosthetics he made longer." Bellatrix laughed and raised his toes proudly. "He has to cut off more excess parts to install them~"
Chapter completed!