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Dana hung around for a full half-hour.

Of course, he could have burst into the room while Donna Avery and Gilderoy Lockhart were 'communing' and killed her. But that would expose him. Because of the Trace.

He wasn't a pervert either, peeking at Donna's privacy—in fact, bats don't have good eyesight, and Dana kept his head turned away. It was sound he relied on. Only when the sounds inside died down and Donna Avery's even breathing could be heard did Dana turn back.

The lights in the room were already off, and Donna Avery had pulled up the covers and fallen asleep.

Dana transformed into an ant and squeezed into the house through a crack in the window frame—this old house might have historical significance, but you can't stop the aging of building materials, even if you know magic. Once inside, Dana returned to his human form.

Looking at Donna's face, Dana couldn't help but let a green light flicker at his fingertips.

"Anna Avery! Don't be so shameless! The main family is giving you a chance to manage a branch family because they think highly of you! Today, either you or your son will take Goyle Avery's place!"

"You have to agree whether you like it or not! If you don't agree, I'll kill your son!"

"Bitch! You dare to fight back?"

"Crucio!"

"See that? Anna Avery, the Killing Curse is ready. As soon as this wand goes down, your lovely son will be seeing Merlin!"

The memories became clearer and clearer. Dana remembered his mother's cheeks were red and swollen at this time, tears streaming down her face as she said vaguely:

"Okay! Okay! I promise you, but you can't hurt Dana! After I enter Azkaban, you must take good care of Dana!"

When his mother said this, the sorrow in her eyes was something Dana had never seen before, while Donna on the side showed a disdainful smile.

His mother turned around, her shoulders shaking, preparing to leave with Donna Avery. Emotionally agitated, Dana broke free from Sally Avery's restraint and used magic to stun his mother from behind—

"Let my mother go, I'll take Goyle Avery's place! Also, you have to give my mother the promised Galleons! She needs to see a doctor!"

When Dana came back to his senses, the green light at his fingertips was already extremely rich, which meant that his killing intent had reached its peak. But in the end, he still held back. A small impatience will ruin great plans.

What he wanted was not just Donna Avery's worthless life—he could take this woman's life at any time. What he wanted was to let the Avery family taste the bitterness of family destruction.

Putting the tapestry into his necklace, he looked at the posters on the wall that were almost completely covered.

Gilderoy Lockhart.

This famous writer, a big liar who steals other people's experiences, would come to Hogwarts to teach next school year. If nothing unexpected happened, what awaited him would be a ticket to Azkaban.

Dana looked again at Donna Avery, who was sleeping soundly on the bed—this woman was twenty-nine years old this year, and as the daughter of a pure-blood family, her appearance would definitely not be bad.

So—if he set a trap to get Donna and Lockhart hooked up, then as Lockhart went to jail, could he use some means to get Donna Avery to take Lockhart's place in jail?

Presumably, Donna Avery would be willing to serve time for the man she loves, right? Even if she doesn't want to, so what? It's just a matter of an Imperius Curse.

If he doesn't let Donna Avery taste everything he's experienced, what kind of revenge is that?

Losing a loved one, being trapped in prison.

Oh, no, he also needs to destroy her family—

Hmm, this can be done together with the revenge on Oliver Avery.

A revenge plan gradually took shape in his mind, and Dana stroked his chin.

The Ashwinder Party—this step, which he had casually placed, seemed to be able to be used, and the identity of Dentis… should he just confirm it?

"Who are you?"

Dana was shocked, not expecting Donna Avery's sleep to be so light.

He slightly changed his appearance, but when he turned around, Donna Avery was almost scared out of her wits.

At this moment, Dana was wearing John Flint's face—his eyes were cloudy, blood-red tears ran down his cheeks, his face was pale, and he even had corpse spots.

When it comes to scaring people, Dana, who had watched horror movies all his life, was a professional.

"Donna Avery, give me back my life!"

"Ah—"

The facts proved that even a witch would panic when faced with the ghost of a dead person seeking revenge.

Even if Donna Avery had High magic oower, which was not the bottom of the wizarding world, at this moment, she could only scream. Her brain was blank, and she seemed to have forgotten the wand she had placed on her pillow.

"Stupefy!"

With a flick of his finger, he forcibly hypnotized her.

Dana quickly opened the Door of Spandim and sneaked back to Hogwarts.

This woman's screams would definitely attract the attention of the Avery family. Now was the time to leave!

As for calling the Ministry of Magic to investigate…

Investigate what? John Flint, who was killed by Donna Avery, was resurrected and then broke into the house to rob?

The Auror Office and the Improper Use of Magic Office were not on the same line. If there was no major murder case, the Aurors wouldn't associate it with underage wizards.

Besides, dare Donna Avery report to the authorities?

If you really want to talk about murder, then it must be Donna Avery who killed John Flint.

Dana slept soundly and comfortably until he woke up naturally. When he opened his eyes, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

There was no time for breakfast, so he'd just have lunch. In the afternoon, he would go to Knockturn Alley and then to 26 and a half Baker Street.

When he arrived at the auditorium, Harry and Ron were already there.

"Hey, Dana!"

"Hey, Harry!"

There were only three of them at the Gryffindor long table at this time. Dana sat opposite Harry and Ron—if he sat far away at this time, it would seem too deliberate.

"Dana, what are you going to do this afternoon? Can you play wizard chess? I've been tortured by Ron. If you can, you should play a few games with him."

Ron frowned when he heard this but said nothing.

Dana smiled. "I need to finish reading the books I borrowed from the library, so I won't play with you."

"Hmph, another bookworm," Ron muttered—the other bookworm in his mind must be Hermione Granger.

"Ron!" Harry pushed Ron, and Ron shrugged.

"Okay, okay, Emrys studies hard. Twenty points to Gryffindor."

Dana laughed. "I understand Mr. Weasley's meaning. I will work hard to add points to Gryffindor in the second half of the semester."

Dana's words immediately made Ron blush, because he remembered that in the previous few months, Dana had added more than fifty points to Gryffindor, while he himself had deducted three.

Harry also patted Ron with a smile.

Perhaps it was because Harry and Dana had gone to see the Mirror of Erised together the previous two nights, but Dana clearly felt that Harry had become close to him again.

Dana scratched his head.

He couldn't be a coward now. He had already entered Dumbledore's sight, and deliberately staying away would arouse suspicion.

Dana sighed.

Let it be.

End of the Chapter.

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