Chapter 272 For Money, Of Course
- He could feel a rush of warmth on his tight pants. Bright red blood had already stained his pants. It was a gory sight.
- Nagini made no advances to pull out the fork. Instead, he kept pushing it downwards to forge a deeper wound.
- Henry contained the pain he felt on his thigh and questioned Nagini sleekly, “What benefit will this bring you?”