"This is Lucius Malfoy!" Molly sounded very nervous, "God, I subconsciously cast the petrification curse on him! Your father's job must be lost."
"He broke into our house first, you are in self-defense, mother." A joking voice said that Lucius was not sure whether it was George or Fred.
"At least you didn't subconsciously cast a fatal curse on him," said the same voice as before.
"I'm not a death eater! I can easily cast a fatal curse on others!" Molly shouted.
"Maybe we can cast the Forgetting Charm on him and throw him into the field. It must be fun." Lucius heard Ron's voice.
what the fuck! No!
Lucius shouted in his heart.
But he could not move or make any sound.
Fortunately, Molly refused the proposal: "Are you crazy? If someone finds out, you know how we will get revenge..."
"Then we can't just leave him like this, can we?"
"Wait until Dad comes back? We should take his wand away first in case he wants to attack us."
"But then again, Mom, you are so powerful that you can make Malfoy use your petrification curse."
"Yes, we should paint his face with a beard or something, and then take a picture with him. If he doesn't listen to us in the future, we will sell the picture to the newspaper office."
Lucius lay on the ground, thinking only of scolding his mother.
They must have never been cast the petrification curse. Don't you know that they can hear the voice after being petrified? How can we just talk about it? When he doesn't exist?
Fortunately, a voice said with conscience: "Mr. Malfoy invited us to have ice cream yesterday, didn't he?"
Ah, Harry, you are really a kind and good boy, and you deserve to be the protagonist.
Lucius was moved to tears.
"Yes, he may have been cast with the soul snatching curse, so his brain may not be very clever."
"Then we let him leave 100000 Gallons. Will he do the same?"
"Try and lift him up first."
"Enough!"
Molly seemed dissatisfied with her sons' attitude.
"Percy, help me lift him up and put him on the sofa. The others step back, and I'll put his wand away." Molly gave a series of orders.
At once, there was a confused sound of footsteps in the living room. Later, Lucius felt that he had two hands, one on the left and the other on his arm, lifted him from the ground and moved him to the sofa.
"God, mother, his face is covered with blood."
This time Lucius saw that the speaker was George or Fred, standing next to Ron in front of his sister, next to Harry with glasses.
Percy and Molly were in front of him, one on the left and one on the right. Neither of them seemed to dare to look at his face. They only dared to glance at him with their spare light, as if he was a corpse with open eyes.
"His handbag is too hard for me to take it out," Percy said after breaking Lucius' hand.
"Where's his wand?" Molly asked.
The two men groped on Lucius, took out the contents of his coat pocket and his sleeve.
Lucius didn't know whether there was panic in his eyes after petrification. He just wanted to say, "Don't touch it.".
"His wand doesn't seem to be on him. Go to the fireplace and look for it!" Molly said.
The people in the room suddenly moved again.
"No, there's only dust in the fireplace," said Fred or George.
"Not on the carpet." Ron and Harry walked around the room.
Molly had been holding her wand, standing opposite Lucius, watching him warily.
"Maybe he was put into the fireplace after being cast the Soul Taking Curse, or he turned around alone and fell into our house," Molly muttered.
Lucius was very speechless.
You should untie me!
The room was briefly silent, only some furniture made strange noises, and the ghoul in the attic occasionally clattered on the water pipe.
Molly, Percy, George, Fred, Ron, Ginny, Harry, six Weasley and one Potter form a semicircle, like visiting an exhibition, looking at Lucius on the sofa.
"Why doesn't Dad come back?" Ron complained.
"Your father is very busy, but he will be back soon, so we don't need to contact him to avoid any accident on the way," Molly said.
Lucius sighed in his heart. Is this where your wizard world is underdeveloped? If this happens, call Arthur, "Hey, look who's at home, and I'll give you a video..."
How interesting.
It would be great if you could cast a spell remotely through video. Point the camera at the victim, and then a spell will pass, and the victim will fall to the ground stiffly. How exciting.
"Mom, see if he's smiling," Ginny said in a suddenly trembling voice.
Lucius hurriedly emptied his brain.
He didn't laugh? He can't feel the facial muscles.
"I have a question," said Harry.
Everyone looked at him.
"How do you know that petrified people can neither hear us nor see us?" Harry asked.
Alas, I am worthy of being the leading role. I can ask you any question.
Lucius tried to give Harry an appreciative look.
However, this problem did not bring him any benefits. A moment later, his face was covered with a piece of cloth from nowhere, and there was a strange smell.
The living room also became quiet, and the family seemed to move elsewhere. Lucius could only hear the slight rustle.
He really took it.
How long later, Lucius felt that a hundred years had passed, and suddenly there was a pop in front of him. It sounded like a flame burning. Arthur Weasley finally went home.
"Ah, I'm exhausted. Have you all eaten? What delicious food did you cook at night?" Arthur's voice sounded not far away. He didn't notice that there was another person on the sofa.
"Arthur!" Molly screamed and rushed over, as if to drag Arthur away.
Lucius heard the discussion in the kitchen at a low voice.
A moment later, the cloth on his face was taken away, and Arthur's slightly tired face appeared in front of him.
"The spell stops." He waved his wand.
Lucius was finally able to move. He slid down from the sofa and sat directly on the carpet.
There are only Arthur and Molly in the living room.
Both men's wands were alert to Lucius, which made him immediately explain: "Don't curse me, I have no malice!"
Arthur and Molly looked at each other, then helped Lucius up and let him sit on the sofa again.
"Mr. Malfoy, are you all right?" Arthur asked politely.
"I just... my whole body hurts," Lucius gasped.
Maybe Molly's magic attainments are very profound, so there are sequelae, or maybe he stayed on the sofa for too long in a strange posture, so that his whole body is numb.
And my nose hurts even more.