Chapter 772 (1/2)
Hearing that name, all the Death Eaters present subconsciously stood up straight, and the crazy Bellatrix screamed, ”how dare you... How dare you call this name!”
”Why don't you dare...” morgos's voice was very calm: ”is it because Tom Riddle once put a spell on the name so that he can sense the people who say the name, move to them in phantom and bring them death?”
”But he's a dead dog now!”
Morgos sighed with emotion: ”Wizards fear the name. Even after his death, they can't perceive the position of the person who reads the name through the spell, they also agree to call him 'mysterious man' and 'someone who can't say his name'. In this regard, he did a good job. Voldemort is a person who knows how to enslave people with cruelty and fear.”
”Just as he enslaved you!”
”But fear can always be covered by stronger fear... Just as power can always be subdued by stronger power. Some people with real beliefs, I respect them and don't think I can control them. Even if these beliefs are paranoid or distorted... For example, Dumbledore!”
”But for those who submit to their own fear and the cruelty of others, I have great confidence in controlling them, because if they can submit to one dark lord, they must be able to submit to another. If they can kneel to a demon king because they are strong and cruel, then they can fall at my feet... Because I can always be stronger and cruel than others.”
”Didn't you ask who I was?” morgos smiled.
His whisper sounded in the ears of Bellatrix, who was already Crazy: ”morgol gos: it is divided into three steps, the tip of the tongue curls back, falls on the teeth, rests against the upper jaw, and reverberates in the tip of the nose and tongue... Morgol gos!” morgol read out the word with the meaning of ”terrible darkness” in kunya language, and then repeated it in blasphemous language, abyss language and common language, Finally, I read it in English once.
The real name is like a hyperlink. It falls in Bellatrix's ear like a key, which opens the door to the bottomless abyss. She peeps into the deep darkness and evil behind the name uncontrollably. A large number of evil knowledge and dark forces that she can't understand flow into her brain. The darkness from the owner of the name radiates and pollutes her soul like the abyss.
Bellatrix completely lost her voice. She looked at the shadow of morgos standing in front of them, but through this shadow, she saw the bottomless, dark and deep abyss behind.
A large amount of dark red congestion oozed from her facial features, her eyes became completely black, her pupils and whites of eyes could not be seen, her lips and nails became dark, the mouth and nose full of congestion, and the weak points of blood light could be seen in the skin, which were all dark and dark purple.
It's like a corpse spot with congestion under the skin after death.
Bellatrix has begun to change like a dead creature. There are fewer and fewer human parts in her body, and the parts representing death and darkness have begun to gradually erode her soul. Her husband rodolfs Lestrange looks at all this in fear, but he doesn't dare to approach her at all.
He was afraid of the Dark Lord, so he turned a blind eye to the absurd behavior of being obsessed with, fanatically following Voldemort, and even wanting to marry Voldemort's wife, because he was also afraid of Voldemort, and even his wife Bellatrix. He believed very much that if he betrayed Voldemort one day, Bellatrix would definitely peel off the skin of his traitor for Voldemort.
In this fear, he called Voldemort 'our common leader' and tried to convince himself that it was not fear, but that they all fanatically worshipped Voldemort.
But in the face of morgos, he could no longer convince himself.
Death eaters have no loyalty. If they have, they can only be loyal to interests and forces, because all Voldemort's authorities are based on their own cruelty, madness and strength. Once there is a more powerful and cruel existence than Voldemort, their loyalty will be thinner than paper, their fragile chastity is not as good as paper, and their knees are as soft as noodles.
Therefore, these ”Voldemort's loyal followers” and ”cruel and ruthless Death Eaters” locked up in Azkaban were so quiet, watching morgos torture Bellatrix, Voldemort's most loyal followers, as if they were a group of harmless Hogwarts first graders.
”What have you been looking forward to? It seems that you are faithfully waiting for him to return... But I know you are not waiting for him, but a hope, a hope to turn you over, because if you don't have this hope, you will be here under the custody of Dementors and torture to death!” morgos sneered.
”You are like drowning people, holding on to the last straw. The name of this straw is Voldemort.”
”Your self proclaimed loyalty? No... I only saw a group of gamblers who lost their red eyes and fought all the fanaticism.” morgos raised his right hand and held a small black book in his hand: ”as the people closest to Voldemort, you should know his Horcrux!”