Chapter 1175 (1/2)
”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.