Chapter 1175

"Master, I also have good news about this. I have gone through a lot of hard work and finally succeeded in casting the soul curse on BIUs kness

With this, many people around Yaxley looked very happy, and Dolohov, with a long, twisted face, sitting next to him, even patted him on the shoulder.

This is really exciting news.

"That's just the beginning," said Voldemort. "It's not enough for dikness alone. Before I go, we have to encircle slinger and take the minister's life. Any failure in the operation will take a big step back, especially at such a critical time

"Yes, master, it is, but as you know, as the director of the Department of magic execution, BIUs kness can not only keep in touch with the minister himself, but also with the leaders of various departments in the Ministry. I think it's good for us to have such a high-level official under our control now. And then we can use them to get slinger out of office. " On the one hand, he respected Voldemort, and it seemed that he was very satisfied with his work.

After all, this is a key figure in the Ministry of magic.

"Whether our friend dikness will be found before he pulls the rest of the people into the water or not," Voldemort said, "in any case, we won't win the Ministry of magic until next Saturday. If we can't get the boy at the end, then we have to do it on the way. "

"We have an advantage in this, master." Yaxley immediately said that he seemed eager to be recognized by others. "We put a few people in the magic transport department. If Porter phantom or uses the flying road network, we will know immediately."

"If he had some brains, he wouldn't have used any of these," snape said. "The order of the Phoenix doesn't use any mode of transportation controlled or managed by the Ministry of magic. They're skeptical about everything that's related to that location, and have you forgotten who's in the order of the Phoenix? Mad eye moody, or Sirius? "

"In front of the absolute power of the master, it's just a bulldog," said Achilles. "Thank you, Snape, and our Malfoy, Dumbledore is dead, isn't it?"

"Yes, even if he's there, it's just a bit of trouble for us." Voldemort said, his eyes flashing a dangerous signal, "however, Severus is right, they will not choose the mode of transport of the Ministry of magic, but..."

"It's better, isn't it?" Voldemort said, "then he'll have to be moved outside so we can catch him more easily." Voldemort looked up at the slowly spinning body again and said, "I'm going to deal with the boy myself. There are many flaws in Harry Potter's plans, some of which are my own. The boy Porter has lived to this day not so much because of his victory as because of my mistakes

People at the table looked at Voldemort with fear. From everyone's expression, they were afraid that Voldemort would blame himself for Harry's survival.

However, Voldemort was more like talking to himself, and his eyes were still fixed on the unconscious body.

"I was too careless, and I was delayed by fatal problems like luck and opportunity in my perfect plan. But I understand now, what I didn't understand in the past. I must be the one who killed Potter, and it will be me

As soon as the voice fell, a shrill, long and painful wail broke out, as if in response to it.

Many people at the table looked under the table in shock, and the sound seemed to come from under their feet.

"Wormtail," said Voldemort in his calm, meditative voice, his glasses still fixed on the spinning body above. "Didn't I tell you to keep our prisoners quiet?"

"Yes, Lord Master, "gasped a little man in the middle of the table. He had just sat so low that at first glance his chair seemed empty.

He got up from his chair and ran across the room, leaving a strange silver shimmer behind him.

"As I said," continued Voldemort, looking at his flustered followers, "I now understand that before I kill Potter, I need to do something, for example, to borrow a wand from one of you. It's important that Porter use his wand company to fight me for a short time, though now I'm completely You can Abandon it

Voldemort said, a kind of unstable light spread from his palm, quietly, the space in front of him seemed to have disappeared.

"But I'm going to be a wizard, and that's enough, isn't it?" Voldemort spoke slowly, feeling like he was talking about a trivial matter.

Deprive a wizard of his wand.

Here are all his loyal subordinates, which is very easy in itself, isn't it!All the faces around Voldemort were instantly filled with shock, as if he were borrowing one of their arms.

For a moment, the scene became eerie quiet, and even Achilles did not strive for the credit.

"Why, nobody volunteered? It seems that I can only choose one myself... " Voldemort said blandly, "so Let me see Lucius, I don't think you need a wand anymore

Lucius Malfoy looked up in horror. His skin was waxy yellow in the light of the fire, and shadows were cast around his deep set eyes. He opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice.

"Master?"

"Your wand, Lucius, I want your wand."

"I..." Malfoy glanced at his wife.

Narcissa's eyes were fixed on the front, not as elegant as she had been when she met in Diagon Alley. Since Voldemort's return, Narcissa has looked malnourished. Her face is as pale as her husband's, and her long golden hair is hanging on her back. However, under the table, her slender fingers touch Lucius' wrist.

Because of his wife's touch, Lucius put his hand into his robe, drew out his wand and gave it to Voldemort. Voldemort held his wand up to his crimson eyes and watched carefully.

"What is it made of?"

"Elm, master." Said Lucius softly.

"What about the wick?"

"Dragon Longxin tendon. "

"Very well," said Voldemort, taking out his wand and comparing its length.

Lucius Malfoy moved involuntarily, for a moment, as if expecting Voldemort to give him his wand. He did not escape Voldemort's eyes. He opened his glasses with hostility.

"Give you my wand, Lucius? My wand? " There was a snicker in the crowd. "I have saved you, Lucius, for which I have destroyed Azkaban, and I have given you freedom, Lucius, is that not enough? But I find that you and your family are not very happy. It is because of my appearance that you have lost your position. Are you unhappy, Lucius

"No, no, master!"

"Don't lie, Lucius..." Voldemort's cruel lips had ceased to move, but there seemed to be a hissing sound. When the hissing became loud, one or two Death Eaters could not help shaking.

Voldemort is very good at taking advantage of all his advantages, including the unusual serpentine voice. Even though Nagini is dead, Voldemort seems to love snakes very much.

If van Lim had been sitting here now, he would have laughed at Voldemort.

Compared with the past, Voldemort is too much now.

Arrogant, extremely confident about themselves, skillfully using threats, and even worse threats.

This is what happens when the soul is divided.

Become moody and inhuman?

Voldemort struck it absently with his slender fingers, still staring at Lucius Malfoy.

"I have a question. Recently I was surprised by my findings. Why are the Malfoys so unhappy? My return, my return to power, is not that what they have claimed for so many years? "

"Of course, master," said Lucius Malfoy, trembling, his hands shaking to wipe the sweat from his upper lip. "We used to be so eager And now And now we still do. "

On Malfoy's left, his wife, Narcissa, nodded strangely and stiffly, looking away from Voldemort and herself.

On his right, his son, Draco, had been staring at the body hanging over his head. He glanced at Voldemort and immediately looked away. Draco was terrified to look at Voldemort.

"Master," said a white woman excitedly in the middle of the table, "it's a great honor for you to be here, to come to our family's house, and there's nothing more delightful than that."

She sat next to her sister, neither of them at all. Her dark black hair and drooping eyelids made her look as if she was suffering something; Narcissa sat cold and stiff, and Bellatrix's body inclined to Voldemort, as if words alone were not enough to express her desire to be close to Voldemort.

"There's nothing more delightful than that," Voldemort repeated, his head turning slightly toward her. "It's so meaningful, Bellatrix, for you."

Her face was full of joy and tears.

"The master knows that I am telling the truth!" This is Bellatrix's first reaction.

"There's nothing more exciting than that Are you happier than that happy event that happened at your home this week Bellatrix stares at him, mouth open, obviously confused.

"Master, I don't know what you're talking about"

"I'm talking about your niece, bellaclitus. And your nieces, Lucius and Narcissa. She just married a werewolf, Remus lupin. You must be very proud. "There was a burst of laughter around the table, many people exchanged happy eyes, and several others pounded the table with their fists.

Bellatrix writhes uneasily, her eyes full of threat.

But the Death Eaters did not care, and continued to laugh at the humiliation of bellaclitus and Malfoy. Bellaclitus's face, which had just been full of joy, turned red and ugly.

"Master, we don't have a niece like this," she cried out in the laughter. "We Narcissa and I We haven't looked at our sister since she married her. This little bastard has never done anything useful to us, nor to the beast she married

"What do you think, Draco?" Voldemort asked, though his voice was very low, it was clear that there was a hiss and a sneer. "Would you mind such a little bastard?"

The scene of hilarity froze. Draco Malfoy looked in horror at his father, who was staring down at his thigh, and he could only look at his mother again.

Narcissa shook her head imperceptibly, and then continued to stare at the opposite wall without expression.

"That's enough." Seems to be bored, Voldemort said lightly, seems to be planning to let go of the Malfoy family.

All the laughter stopped immediately.

"As time goes by, our oldest families have become less pure," Voldemort said, quietly, under bellaclitus' pleading silent gaze. "You have to get rid of the scum to keep the family healthy? Remove the dross that threatens the purity of the whole family

"Yes, master," whispered bellacritus, her eyes once again filled with tears of gratitude, "cut out at the first time!"

"You should do this," Voldemort said. "So is your family, all over the world We should all get rid of the bad parts until all that remains is pure blood... "

"Of course, we can't keep our guests waiting too long, can we?" A sort of suppressed joy in his chest gradually rose from Voldemort's throat.

If you use any words to describe it.

The sudden metamorphosis of the smile is very consistent with Voldemort's present state.

Voldemort raised Lucius Malfoy's wand, aimed it at the body hanging above the table, and flicked it. The body came to life groaning and began to try to break free of the invisible confinement on him.

"So, do you recognize our guest, Severus?" Asked Voldemort.

Snape looked up at the upside down face. Now all the death eaters are looking at the prisoner as if they were allowed to show curiosity.

When the woman's face turned towards the fire, she uttered a hoarse and frightened voice: "Severus, help me!"

"Well, yes," snape replied, and the woman's face slowly turned away.

"And you, Draco?" Asked Voldemort, tapping Draco gently on the shoulder with one of his hands.

This makes Draco shrink, and Draco shakes his head. Now that woman is awake, he seems to dare not to see her at all.

"But you won't be able to take her class," Voldemort said. "You don't know. We're here today because of her, zarri burbich, who has been teaching at Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry."

People around the table suddenly realized that a tall, convex and pointed woman with sharp teeth giggled. The laughter was very enchanting, as if mixed with other magic. In it, the men around were infected.

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