Vol 2 Chapter 1009: ? Is this melon ripe? (Sincere thanks to the leader of Boundless Linhai)

Voldemort drew out his wand and pointed it at the scarred wizard with short brown curly hair hanging upside down on the long table, causing his body to spin slightly in the air, "Some of you may not know it. We are honored to invite it tonight. Guest... Of course, his luck is not good for him..."
　　 All the Death Eaters smiled maliciously. He rolled his eyes to the poor wizard. It was as if they were approved to show their curiosity.
"Originally, we decided to capture the Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts, Ms. Keridi Bubage. She previously published an article saying that those dirty things are no different from us... She wants to use hers. The way...Let's marry Muggles..." Voldemort looked around the Death Eaters around, and suddenly there was a ridicule of crazy laughter on the long table, and Bellatrix's laughter was crazy and sharp.
Voldemort waved his hand to stop his subordinates agreeing, and his eyes finally fixed on the people in the middle of the long table on his right. "But brothers and sisters Carlo told me that Ms. Bubage seemed to have a hunch that we were moving towards magic. The Ministry applied for additional guards... They thought they couldn't catch her... So they pretended to take the unfortunate "Witch Weekly" editor who published that report to fill the number..."
The people at the long table watched Voldemort tremblingly, especially Pansy’s father Parkinson also began to tremble gently. The temperature in the Mingshi Hall was good, but beads of sweat were constantly rolling on his forehead, and his eyes swept in the air. After the hanging wizard, he shuddered.
"I happened to have a difficult problem to solve in the action for a while," Voldemort stood up from his particularly gorgeous chair, looked at the nervous faces of his followers, and drew out his wand to continue. " My wand is the same core as Potter's wand. They are taken from the tail feathers of the same phoenix... To some extent they are twin wands... We can hurt each other, but we can’t kill each other... If I want to kill He must use other wands."
Voldemort put his wand on the long table, walked past every stiff Death Eater, stood behind Carlos brothers and sisters, pressed their fingers on their chairs, and Carlos did not dare to move. Move, sit stiffly in the seat. The surrounding Death Eaters exchanged gloating glances cautiously-Yaxley couldn't make a plea, he still sat on the ground without daring to get up.
"I think in this operation, some people have no reason to hold a wand anymore." Although Voldemort's voice was very soft, it struck the Carol brothers and sisters hard, but unexpectedly, they saw The dark lord stretched out his hand and took away the wand from Parkinson's waist beside them, "Laurel? Parkinson, what is the core of the wand?"
　　 Suddenly, brother and sister Carlo held their breath, suddenly raised their heads and stared at Parkinson.
　　 "Master...I..." Parkinson was so nervous that his tongue became inflexible-obviously the person in charge of this arrest was brother and sister Carlo, but the owner wanted to punish himself.
"I noticed that you didn't complete the task that he was supposed to complete... Instead, you participated in this operation to capture an insignificant wizard... Thinking that you would appear to be less lazy?" Voldemort looked at him mockingly. Parkinson, "The power displayed by the laurel wand should be so powerful that it can be lethal... But the laurel wand cannot tolerate a lazy owner. If the owner is lazy, it would rather be taken away by others... theoretically it will be When other wizards tried to steal it, they launched a lightning attack...but it didn't do it to me. What do you think is the reason? Parkinson?"
　　 Parkinson raised his head, his eyes sunken. He didn't dare to make too much noise, he could only respond tremblingly, "Because I'm lazy...Master..." After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to look at Voldemort and didn't expect the Dark Lord to give him his wand, the handkerchief hanging down his head Jin Sen only lingered on the wand that was entwined with him.
"Next time I'm going to take away your wand, Parkinson." Voldemort even said with a slight smile, then suddenly his face became cold. He pointed to the suspended wizard with the wand he had just received. Shining red eyes stared at Snape's dark eyes gloomily, "Severus, then before you act, it's up to you to keep our guests quiet."
　　 Snape didn't hesitate at all, he coldly drew out his wand, and raised his hand to see a sharp edge.
In an instant, the wizard's throat was cut, and blood continued to spurt from the cut throat and spilled on the long table in front of him. The unlucky male editor stared abruptly, and blood poured into his throat. He struggled feebly for a long time, and finally his eyes faded and he lost his life. With a bang and a heavy dull noise, the dead wizard fell on the table, shaking the table trembling and creaking, and the scattered blood made the watermelons It looks more red.
"Dinner, Nagini." Voldemort said softly, and the giant snake coiled on Voldemort's chair dangled his head away from the arm of his chair and slowly climbed to the smooth wooden tabletop. "Bella, Nagini will stay, and you will do the job of protecting it yourself."
　　 "Yes! Master!" Bella replied with some joy, thinking that she was entrusted with a heavy responsibility. She immediately glanced at the giant snake eating food, and a bit of jealousy appeared in her eyes involuntarily.
　　 Several Death Eaters shrank into their chairs in shock, and many of those who could only stand shrank back.
"Rabastan, this time you are still taking the two incompetent guys, Alecto and Amicus, who have proven their incompetence... You can rest assured that you can choose some people yourself, and then You dispersed to the British Muggle society on standby. After receiving my order, you started setting fires. This time I ask each of you not to run away immediately after setting the fires, but to go to the next place and continue casting to attract magic for our actions. Attention!" The magic torch on the wall gleamed strangely in his red eyes, Voldemort's mouth flicked, and he continued to arrange coldly, "Everyone else will follow me, let me find Harry. Potter..."
Voldemort gave an order, and the Death Eaters stood up from their chairs like tumbling black bats. The harsh sound of the chairs moving across the floor sounded in the stone hall. Brother and sister Carlo shouted to accompany them to catch the wizard. Those wizards.
"As for Severus and Lucius... this time I am lucky to allow you to wear masks. Later in the Order of the Phoenix and England, you will still need your activities on the bright side." After Voldemort finished speaking, he ignored them, but turned The head can even be regarded as softly whispering to Nagini with a strong whisper, and then pointed at Bellatrix to make it obey her command temporarily.
After bidding farewell to his wife Narcissa, Lucius caught a glimpse of Parkinson, who was standing on the side at a loss and lost his wand. He paused, then sarcastically said to Parkinson: "Trash, what are you still waiting for? Go buy a new magic wand, and then hurry up to find out what you should inquire!"
　　 Hearing this, Parkinson raised his head and glanced at the Dark Lord quietly, and found that the master had no objection, he nodded gratefully to Lucius, followed behind Carlos brothers and sisters, and quickly walked out of the stone room.
After the two groups of the Dark Lord’s action teams hurriedly left the secret base, and until Bellatrix and Narcissa left, the remaining black wizards who were left behind dared to leave the stone hall and return to their respective posts. , The melon planting wizard stayed at the end, he disgustedly processed the clothes left by the previous male editor, and then cleaned up the blood that had begun to darken on the long table, and removed those contaminated by blood. Watermelon cleaned up the surface stains before Shi Shiran walked towards the long corridor leading to the gate.
The ponytail wizard walked out of the cellar base gate~EbookFREE.me~ and found that the sun was setting outside, and the sun was completely invisible when it was in the forest. Only the sky was curled up with some red clouds, and the melon-planting wizard hummed a weird tune Wandering leisurely in his own watermelon field, he skillfully flicked the watermelon belly with his fingers, and then picked off the ripe melons and put them in a cart aside to wait for the action team. Come back to quench your thirst.
After doing all this, he picked a small watermelon by himself, and just sat beside the ridge. When the ponytail wizard raised his wand to cut the small watermelon, he stared at the watermelon in a daze. In the melon field with round watermelons, a wizard dressed in a black robe that was strange and familiar to him, then he found a little hairy that the pupils in some evil eye-like decorative orbs all stared at him. .
　　 The ponytail wizard swears that he hadn't noticed his presence at all when he was picking the watermelon just now, but he had a feeling that he was the one who was late.
This wizard whose face is blocked by the shadow of the hood is very dangerous. This makes the melon planter very bad and reminds him of his master, and then the melon planter notices that the other party is using the soles of his feet to draw in his melon field. Some lines were drawn-and the other party was full of chills, looking cold and cold, and at first glance he was not a good and friendly wizard.
　　 A gentle man's voice came from his hood: "Is this melon ripe?"
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