Chapter 705 (1/2)
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No one spoke, and since Trevor took Cedric away, he has not come back.
As a matter of fact, it was also agreed to let Trevor leave early, and the rest would cause trouble to Fanlin. Although he didn't understand what kind of means van Lin would use to deal with Voldemort, he agreed to the plan.
Originally, Fanlin can take Harry away now, but Dumbledore's mission is to find all the loyal death eaters as much as possible, which is very important for them.
”Fox, be patient.” Van Lin tried to placate fox as much as possible. The breath of Voldemort made fox uneasy.
Voldemort walked back and forth in the open space
”Potter, do you see the house on the hill? My father used to live there. My mother is a witch who lives in this village. She fell in love with him, but when my mother told my father her true identity, he abandoned her. He didn't like magic, my father... ”
”Potter, before I was born, my father left my mother and went back to his Muggle parents. My mother died when she gave birth to me, leaving me in a Muggle orphanage. But I swear I'll find him, I'll avenge him, and I'll avenge that idiot named Tom Riddle
He was still pacing, his red eyes looking across the graves. ”Listen to me, listen to me review the family's past...” He said quietly, ”well, I've become so sentimental Harry, look, my real family is home... ”
Suddenly the cloak whizzed. Between the graves, behind the yew trees, in every shadow, a group of Death Eaters appeared.
They were all wearing headscarves and masks, walking one by one, slowly and carefully, as if they could not believe their own eyes.
Voldemort stood still, waiting for them, and one of the Death Eaters ran down, climbed up to Voldemort's and kissed the hem of his black robe.
”Master Master... ”
One of them murmured. Then the death eaters, like him, each knelt down and climbed up to Forrest, kissing his robe, then retreated and stood up in a silent circle.
The circle surrounded Tom Riddle's tomb, Harry, Voldemort, and Barty crouch, Jr., who stood still. However, they left a gap in the circle and seemed to be waiting for more people.
Fanlin watched patiently, but the wand was in his hand. He didn't expect that there would be so many Death Eaters
But Voldemort didn't seem to want to wait. He looked around at the turban covered faces. Although there was no wind, there seemed to be a rustle in the circle, as if it were shaking.
”Welcome, my friend,” Voldemort said quietly. ”The last time we met was 13 years ago, but you answer my call as if it were yesterday Now we're reunited under the black mark, aren't we? ”
He put on his terrible face again, stiffened, and his gaping nostrils widened.
”I smell evil,” said, ”and there's a lot of sin in the air.”
The circle quivered again. Although each of them was eager, no one dared to walk back from him.
”I see all of you, complete and cool, your strength intact, your presence so rapid. I asked myself, why have these witches who have vowed eternal loyalty never helped their master? ”
”I answered myself.” Voldemort whispered, ”they must think I'm broken. They think I'm gone. They slipped back among my enemies, pretending that they were innocent, because of ignorance, because of magic... ”
”Then I asked myself, how can they believe I won't get up again? They have known for a long time how I can take action to prevent an inevitable death, and they have witnessed my strength in the days when I was stronger than any living wizard
”Then I replied to myself that maybe they had a greater power, a power of Voldemort who could even destroy the Duke of darkness They may have been loyal to another person Could it be the champion of the ordinary man, the madebullian, the Muggle and Albus Dumbledore? ”
At the mention of Dumbledore's name, there was a commotion in the circle, some shaking their heads and whispering.
Voldemort ignored them. ”It's a real disappointment to me I admit I'm disappointed... ”
One of them suddenly jumped out of the circle. He shivered and suddenly fell at Voldemort's feet.
”Master.” He screamed, ”master, please forgive me, please forgive us.” Voldemort began to laugh.
He held up a staff: ”grucio
The Death Eater on the ground was rolling and shouting in a shrill voice.
Harry was sure the sound would reach the house nearby Come on, the police, he thought in despair Anyone, anything will do Voldemort raised his staff. The tortured Death Eater lay flat on the ground, panting.”Ivy, get up!” Said Holmes softly, ”stand up, and ask for forgiveness? I won't forgive. I will not forget, 13 years of long time Before I let you off, I want to pay for the 13 years. ”
”Thirteen years...” Voldemort sighed a long sigh, and his mouth kept repeating the words. The voice was like a fatal spell, a spell for the death eaters.