Neville pinched the Cloak of Invisibility from the inside with one hand and gripped his wand tightly in the other as he pressed himself into the corner, lips pursed as he watched the interrogation room.
A short, fat man walked out of the interrogation room with an impatient expression on his face.
He strolled casually to the long mahogany table, then dropped backward without any caution and plopped onto the sofa.
"Those two Aurors really are stubborn..." The short, fat man yawned, casually picked up a wineglass, and drained the whiskey inside in one gulp.
"Torturing people gets tiring too..." He sighed. "Who knows when Bella will get bored and kill them..."
Neville bit his lip hard, suppressing the urge to cast a spell as he waited in agony for the Venomous Tentacula venom to take effect.
He knew the identity of the short, fat man before him. His name was Rodolphus Lestrange, Bellatrix Lestrange's husband.
The "Rabastan" Rodolphus Lestrange had called for earlier was his younger brother, Rabastan Lestrange.
"Hm?" Rodolphus Lestrange shook his head forcefully. His eyes had already lost focus, as though veiled by a thin mist.
He tried hard to stand, but it was as though something had seized hold of him. His body only swayed a few times before sinking heavily back into the sofa, his legs turning stiff and powerless as he struggled.
"Could it be..." He stretched a trembling hand toward the wineglass, trying to touch the glass he had drunk from.
Worried that Rodolphus Lestrange might touch the wineglass beside it, Neville did not give him the chance.
He strode quickly to Rodolphus Lestrange's side and pressed down on his head.
"There... there..." Rodolphus Lestrange had already realized something and tried desperately to warn his companions in the interrogation room.
However, the