Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Lilia is hiding in an ancient manor belonging to the Prewett family in France.

The manor was used as a summer retreat for the Prewett family when they traveled to France, but in reality it was used as a safe house far more than a summer retreat.

Lilia and Qiwei have lost contact for more than a month.

Qiwei left here and went to the UK to find Malfoy. During that time, it was normal. Qiwei would contact her through special means and magic every day.

But ever since he wrote back that Dumbledore had extended an invitation to them...that day passed, there was no news from Qiwei.

Lilia realized something had happened to Qiwei.

But she should still be safe. This house belongs to the Prewett family, but even Prewett's contemporary head of the family, Qiwe Prewett, doesn't know the specific location of the house.

They relied on the door key passed down from the Prewett family to enter and exit the house...a real key. The house itself had no entrance or exit door, and it was protected by magic, so they didn't know the location of the house.

As a wizard, she was not short of food, at least not enough to starve herself and her eldest son in the basement to death.

But Lilia was still very anxious.

It was only then that she realized that simply relying on madness and ferocity would not work in the magical world. What happened, how was Qiwei now, where was the enemy, and who was the enemy.

She didn't know anything.

Even if she could cast the Death Curse on Muggles without any scruples, so what.

It's not that she has no friends. She graduated from Slytherin Academy and she also has her own circle of friends. However, over the years, those people either died during the Dark Lord's period, or left other countries, or have become wives and lost contact. For a moment, she could not imagine that she could Ask someone for help.

"what!"

Lilia roared angrily and overturned the cooking cauldron to the ground as if to vent her anger.

"hiss!"

The venom splashed on the ground, making a gurgling corrosive sound. The bubbles burst and formed, instantly corroding the ground into pits.

"Uh, uh...hungry!"

It seemed that Lilia's voice was louder. There was a thud in the basement, and a muffled voice came up along the cracks in the floor.

"To shut up!"

Lilia roared crazily.

Everything she saw bored her.

The basement was quiet.

Panting heavily, Lilia felt her ears ringing. In any case, she was middle-aged, no longer young, and no longer energetic.

Lilia felt much better after venting her anger. She stood in the middle of the room. Suddenly, she frowned slightly.

very quiet.

The surroundings were indeed quiet, and the idiot in the basement quieted down even after she yelled at him, but it seemed a little too quiet, so quiet that it was unnerving.

A little quiet...

"boom!"

The next moment, a bursting explosion appeared on the wall on her side. In an instant, the wall collapsed, air waves, gravel and various debris mixed together, as if it turned into a huge air hammer, hitting hard towards her. Lilia, smash her out of the air.

"Except your weapons!"

"The keys are flying."

And in this air wave, a powerful disarming curse mixed with the flying curse also followed closely.

………………

"Snapped!"

Lilia felt as if her wrist was about to be broken, her whole hand was numb, and her wand had already flown to nowhere.

The explosion came so suddenly that she had no time to prepare.

There was no doubt that the unsuspecting wizard was the same as an ordinary person. The air wave blew her up like a leaf, and then knocked her down hard. She felt that all the bones in her body were broken.

Lilia subconsciously touched her neck, where the door key hung, but now it was gone.

If she had a wand, she still had a hand or two of magic that could help her escape quickly, but now not only was the door key gone, but the wand was also disarmed.

"Cough cough!"

Lilia wiped the blood from her mouth and stood up from the ground.

"Who are you."

she asked weakly.

There is no doubt that it is an enemy, maybe the person Qiwei met before his accident, so who could it be, Dumbledore?

Following the large hole in the wall, a tall figure wearing a robe walked in, and then more people, accompanied by the sound of clanking metal.

"Char...Diemo."

said the visitor.

With the light behind her, Lilia couldn't see the other person's face clearly. She could only see a vague outline, which was very unfamiliar, but seemed somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, she woke up from the name.

"It's you!"

She struggled to get up.

This name has appeared in her mind countless times recently, because this guy, it was this guy... who caused her son to still be in St. Mungo's Hospital.

"Oh!"

The next moment, she felt a stinging pain coming from her shoulder, and then she was pushed to the ground again.

"is her."

Ciel tilted his head and glanced at Lilia below.

Not much different from what the memory saw in the pensieve last night.

"Fix her."

Putting down the Lionheart Sword's scabbard again, Ciel motioned for the others who followed him to take action.

Lister, who was following Charles, immediately winked at Andrew next to him, but the latter was hesitant and did not dare to take action at all.

That's right, Ciel didn't come alone. He selected four of the best men from the Knights of Arendelle.

In addition to Lister, there was also Andrew, the ice cutter who was relatively strong in the previous battle, and a short man named Johnson, Johnny the Fast Sword, who was recommended by Lister.

After training for so long, the Knights have taken shape, and some talented guys have begun to emerge.

Although in front of wizards...not to mention wizards like Ciel, even purebloods like Lucius, as long as they can use the Death Curse, they are not enough to look at.

But Charles still brought them out.

Increase your knowledge and see blood.

The Knights can be a flock of sheep, and Charr does not expect them to play a key role in the campaign. Their only role is to fight against the Flying Monkeys and Poker Legions.

But they cannot be led by sheep. In any case, Shire must train one or two people.

Seeing Andrew's hesitation, Lister gritted his teeth and took a step forward, preparing to pull out his sword and kill the witch below himself.

He has never killed anyone, but at least he has a family tradition of knight training, so he is well prepared for such a thing, unlike Andrew, who is a simple ice chipper.

But before he could pull out the sword, Ciel's Lionheart Sword hit him directly on the hilt, pushing the sword back again.

"Please tell me you're kidding me."

Ciel looked at Andrew lazily.

"There's nothing to hesitate about."