Chapter 1134

A person's Dungeon is undoubtedly full of solitude.

After pansy hurried away with eluli, Muriel was the only one left in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic.

Although after that, there were two more fixed-point guards and two patrols in the corridor outside the cell, Muriel couldn't chat with them after all.

But fortunately, she was not a girl afraid of loneliness since childhood.

Muriel has lost her mother since the day she was born. My father once said that it was a very rare dystocia in the magic world. Although I invited St. Mungo's therapist to go home in time, it didn't help in the end.

Of course, because her mother left too early, Muriel didn't feel much about it. I have to say that I envied other children when I was a child. Can a family of three spend Christmas together?

The first time Muriel was so sad that she shed tears was when her father died unexpectedly when she was still in third grade at Hogwarts.

It was a work accident. As a magician, his father accumulated fatigue due to long-time work, so he made a mistake in the direction of stirring the crucible once. The sudden decomposition of some components of the potion caused a violent explosion that affected more than half of the magic potion preparation room.

The flame, which was hard to extinguish, devoured him, three other colleagues and two domestic elves, leaving only a few piles of surprisingly crisp white bones.

It's said that burying ashes is becoming popular in Muggle funerals, isn't it? Now, Dad, who has always been unable to keep up with the trend, finally caught up with the fashion.

At the thought of this, Muriel's nose is a little sour.

And probably from the day her father left, Muriel began to work hard with magic medicine. After her father's funeral, she soon returned to Hogwarts and plunged into the school's rich library.

With serious study, good talent and hard-working self-study, Muriel graduated at an actual level beyond the upper limit of the score of n.e.w.ts magic pharmacy examination.

However, Muriel, who left Hogwarts, still did not stop her study of magic medicine.

After returning to her home in the overturned lane, she was immersed in research and study until all the inheritance left by her parents was exhausted.

It must be said that the research of magic medicine is really expensive. Even if Muriel's family has been a magician for several generations, her grandfather has made a lot of money because of the development of several new magic drugs, but he still can't stand Muriel's continuous consumption over the years.

But, of course, it's not difficult for Muriel, who has achieved something, to want money. She just managed a modest magic medicine material store in overturned lane and sold some high-quality potions with high preparation difficulty, so that she had enough jingaron to continue her research.

But up to now, no one seems to know what she is trying so hard for.

Until one day, when a male wizard named Martin came here under the introduction of familiar guests and bought some non-special magic drugs. The man immediately broke into Muriel's personal world built with high walls.

It was the first time Muriel found that it was good to have a man who was no different from him, whether he was or not, with him from time to time!

That is, one day after knowing Martin, when they both sat in the corner of the potion preparation room and had a simple dinner, Muriel said her long cherished wish to others except herself for the first time.

"I want to develop a potion that can bring people back to life from the dead - a potion that 'even if a person has been reduced to ashes, he can still be resurrected'"

Since ancient times, there are many people who desire immortality, and there are many who desire to revive someone.

But is it possible?

To tell the truth, Martin personally believes in immortality rather than believing in the resurrection of others. At least, there's a Nicole LeMay in front of everyone, isn't there?

But even if he didn't believe it, he didn't say any words of persuasion to Muriel.

Perhaps it was Martin's silent support that Muriel, who was always alone, acquiesced to his existence and even gradually trusted him.

Muriel remembered that whenever he had any difficulties, Martin was always the first and only one who would come to help him in time.

She also remembered that Martin was also the only one who did not secretly frown because of the stench in the house after entering her house.

Yes, in fact, Muriel knows the bad smell in her house. Just because of the need of some research, she couldn't clean up the terrible smell and had to let it go.

Fortunately, at least one Martin didn't dislike it and even wanted to go there often.

Muriel is not afraid of loneliness, but probably few people will like loneliness... If she can choose, she would prefer to have someone to accompany her occasionally when she is not busy, even if she just chatted infrequently.

But now, there was no Martin in the dungeon, and she was the only one left.

"Kerala -"

It's that strange sound again. If it seems to be ringing and stopping, it can be barely heard only after it's quiet.

Muriel sat in the corner by the door, reached out and picked up a dry straw from the ground, twisted it a few times, tied it, and then threw it in the direction where she heard the sound.

Except for the cell door, the other three directions of the cell are closed, not even a window. Therefore, the straw knots she threw at most could be thrown on the wall, but the sound obviously came from the multi person cell next door.

Muriel groaned pointlessly and planned to continue to take a nap against the wall... I hope not to dream of her father this time! After all, up to now, she is far from developing a magic medicine with resurrection effect. She can't afford to accept her father's care.

But unfortunately, next, I'm afraid she won't even have a chance to sleep.

"Oh!"

At the moment when Muriel closed her eyes slightly, a shadow suddenly appeared in the corner opposite the cell and covered her face.

"What sound?"

An Auror who was responsible for standing guard outside suddenly turned around and looked, but Muriel's head was slightly lowered, and her long greasy and messy hair covered her face, so that people could not even see whether she was dreaming or waking.

"Maybe it's somniloquy!"

The colleague standing on the other side also glanced back and shook his head.

"I've just seen it once. She's dozing off."

"Really?"

The Auror who was the first to speak nodded, but he was still uneasy - now is a special period, the minister has given a dead order, and there must be no more accidents.

Although these Aurors always feel that this minister is unreliable, it's not a bad thing to be careful if they have to say.

"Dangdang -"

As he thought, he reached out and knocked on the iron bar of the prison door, so that the sound of knocking on the metal gradually echoed in the dungeon.

"Awake?"

Before the words fell, he saw Muriel in the cell suddenly raise her head, and a pair of dark eyes like ink appeared between the cracks of her long hair.

"Isn't this awake?"

"You will be awakened when you are knocked on the ear," said a colleague next to him, but he could not help but make complaints about it.

He looked at each other helplessly, and then he looked at Muriel in the prison again.

"What were you doing just now?"

It can be seen that Muriel's eyes seemed to be unusually dull at this time. But because her long locks of hair covered most of her face, people couldn't see her expression clearly.

After hearing the Auror's fierce voice, Muriel shook her head slightly. Although she shook her head a little, the two Aurors saw it at such a close distance.

Although Muriel didn't answer directly, the Auror at the head didn't seem to be different from her, so he didn't ask more immediately.

Maybe it's just like what my colleagues just said, just sleepy nonsense!

However, when the two Aurors on duty outside the prison turned back and continued to fight sleepiness on both sides of the prison door, they didn't see that Muriel's eyes were gradually occupied by black. In the end, it turned into a deep and empty black with white eyes.

After a moment, Muriel, who kept silent, finally closed her eyes slowly, leaving only a touch of cold in the corner of her mouth.

……

No one knows the changes in the dungeon of the Ministry of magic, let alone where the shadow that pours on Muriel comes from.

At about the same time, pansy of Hogwarts, together with Draco, hurried to the latter's home after asking for leave.

This time, after hearing Maka's consent, Snape approved their false note very readily. He didn't even care that another Draco would ask for leave.

In Snape's view, this shit has nothing to do with him anyway.

As long as Marca didn't run to ask him anything with a shy face, he wouldn't and didn't want to, because now he just wanted to live a quiet life as a professor of defense against the dark arts.

Like those annoying schemes, he has long had enough.

It can be said that today's pansy actually has the same idea as Snape. Unfortunately, she is not as out of the game as Snape. At present, she is far from qualified to turn a blind eye to everything.

"Draco, is your family... Different from before?"

Before entering Hogwarts, the young pansy had visited Malfoy's house with her parents - she vaguely remembered that there was a beautiful and noble white peacock in the courtyard of the house.

But now, it seems that many places have changed... It has become more vibrant than before, full of flowers and shade.