HP: Hogwarts Snake

Chapter 463 Interrogation Room

The matter is settled. Harry who ran away is gone, Sirius Black who was captured is captured, and the wand that was going to leave is going to leave.

Voldemort's temper subsided a bit after receiving the wand, but this only applied to Della. He still unleashed his fury on everyone else, and I won't go into the details of how many green lights fell upon them. Then, he gave the opportunity to Maggie to make Sirius Black the center of attention for his meritorious service, which gradually made Maggie a thorn in the side of others.

Of course, Voldemort didn't forget his art of compromise, so he hoped that the universally disliked Maggie would have the assistance of Della, whose reputation was now rising.

"After being subjected to several excruciating tortures, he's still unconscious? Is he about to die?"

In the makeshift interrogation room made from a storage room in the basement, Maggie stroked her chin and commented on Sirius, who was tied to a chair and had his head hanging down. At Sirius's feet was Dobby, who was tied up like a caterpillar with only his head showing, and he was also unconscious.

Judging from the self-destructive behavior of house-elves, their physical fitness and recovery ability are actually stronger than most wizards. However, dark magic such as the Cruciatus Curse affects the soul, and in this respect, almost all beings are equal. Even Dobby could not withstand it.

Almost, but some people are not in this almost category, such as Della and Maggie.

“It’s not something to brag about that your soul can withstand dark magic so quickly,” Della observed Sirius’s abdomen, concluding that he was taking in a lot of air even in his unconscious state and should be fine. “Let’s wait a bit longer. Anyway, it won’t make a difference if Black wakes up early; he certainly won’t say anything.”

"And then I have to endure a few more excruciating tortures?" Maggie said self-deprecatingly. "Aren't there readily available people for the interrogation? Why not call Shavia Nanni, the judge, this time?"

“Don’t take him for a fool. He knows what kind of person should do what,” Della sneered. “Now is the time to really pry something out. How could we let Nanni, who framed others, take the lead?”

“Ugh, this is so annoying. I should have just said marriage instead of engagement,” Maggie complained about this trivial matter that was destined to have no outcome. “That way I could have said we were going on a honeymoon and wouldn’t have ended up with a big dog.”

"Who are you calling a dog?"

A hoarse voice sounded, and Sirius looked up; he was awake.

“Aren’t you the moon goddess’s hound?” Maggie said naturally, showing no embarrassment at being caught off guard. “Wasn’t you the dog that Cynthia led onto the car back then?”

"Don't call her Cynthia!" Sirius whispered, thinking that Maggie's casual use of the name was a sign of disrespect.

“Oh, well, it was that bitch who led you there back then.” Maggie’s expression didn’t change as she said this, as if she were just saying a rather neutral, everyday term.

He doesn't usually use such insulting words; Maggie is usually quite conscious of her outward appearance and manners. But he really dislikes Cynthia, so he uses the most offensive words in his vocabulary to address her.

Upon hearing the word, Della frowned and glanced sideways at Maggie, but her words of 'watch your language' were interrupted by Sirius's excited shaking of the chains.

"Don't you dare talk about her like that! You're not even worthy to mention her! You little bastard!" Sirius roared, his trachea now completely clear of air.

"I'm not worthy?" Maggie didn't care about the insult; she only focused on "not worthy," considering it the greatest insult to him. "Cynthia White is a shameful thief who loves to sow discord. What's wrong with calling her a bitch? Anyone can call her that! I especially can!"

"If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear!" Sirius shouted.

Mansie frowned at first because the two men's voices were getting louder, but when the conversation turned to events she knew about and Sirius Black was ready to deliver some good insults, her brows relaxed.

Yes, Maggie has done too many bad things and deserves to be scolded.

Della watched the argument continue with great interest, and just as she was about to stop Maggie from getting angry and picking up her wand, a cautious knock sounded at the door.

Maggie stopped moving automatically, exchanged a knowing glance with Della, and then waved her wand to open the door.

The newly arrived house-elf, Coco, peeked out timidly, barely daring to look up. She said in a trembling voice, "Miss Perea wants to come over."

Hina? What does she want from here?

Della raised her left eyebrow, exchanged a glance with Maggie, and, realizing that Maggie had also seen through Sheena's possible conspiracy, gave Coco a positive answer, "Let Sheena come if she wants. Remember to tell her that the environment here is simple and that we apologize for any offense."

Upon hearing this, Sirius, who had been offended the most in the room, let out a cold laugh.