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Bella wanted to match the image of her master as he was now.

She deliberately acted exceedingly reserved, even picking up the etiquette of the Black House that she had abandoned more than a decade ago.

However, she had forgotten that what she had learned was women's etiquette.

Thus, the more reserved she acted, paired with her current splendor, the more effeminate and utterly revolting she became.

For a moment, Harry even forgot to think about why Ginny was here.

Ginny was equally disgusted.

"Ugh, you mean Bald Strong?

That noseless freak without a single hair on his entire body?

What a joke! You were merely lucky enough to be loved by someone you don't even know."

Bella trembled with rage.

She had never imagined that anyone would speak of her flawless master that way.

So much so that she failed to react at once.

"How dare you!"

The overwhelming urge to grind the girl before her to dust,

to torture her until she regretted ever being born,

combined with the reservoir of knowledge Voldemort had left within her mind,

a treasury she could temporarily draw upon at will.

Bella's most adept Cruciatus Curse materialized into green lightning, spreading toward Ginny like a spiderweb.

The stone bricks and walls it touched instantly vaporized.

The darkness behind Ginny seemed connected to a dimension filled with endless bats.

Countless bats surged out from behind her, throwing themselves one after another before the green lightning.

They kept it from coming within ten feet of Ginny.

Within the Mirror World, Harry, who had been about to act, lowered his wand.

As he relaxed, he also realized something.

Ginny knew about his special feelings for Bella!

Elsewhere, Riddle and Grindelwald were still playing cat and mouse.

Half of Azkaban Island had already been swallowed by