Chapter 41: Anguish

Even without the spell, I couldn't escape the magic-coated chamber where I was imprisoned. I struggled to move, wincing in agony, and then fell back on the chilly concrete floor. As though it had never been cleaned, the floor was covered in a thin coating of dust and filth. The wood door was heavy and secured with a number of latches.

"Don't worry, you and your child will both pass away by tonight. As my eyes quietly began to cry, Harry said, "You won't be a threat to us anymore.

Why don't you assume that because I didn't harm you, I'm not bad? Trying to contain the black energy, I crashed into a tree. I scolded him. "The dark wasn't something I chose."