Chapter 32: Chapter: 32

Chapter 32:

I watched as a line of eager prospective Death Eaters had now fully formed in front of the terrified Fleur Delacour. She was begging them not to hurt her in both French and fractured English. The line of 20, along with Lord Rosier, simply laughed at the chained up Veela.

“Alright little bird. This is going to hurt a lot.” The first man in the line leveled his wand at Fleur. “Cru–” He never got to finish casting his spell.