Vol 2 Chapter 1144: ? I hate you, little monster

In the Moselle region of Germany, dense vines surround an avant-garde designed manor. The owner of this winery is a wizard from Muggle. Obviously Voldemort led the Death Eaters to occupy this winery. Most of Ben's owner's family has died, only a few core family members are left, controlled by Death Eaters with Imperius Curse, making them show their faces from time to time to cover up the facts.
"Master, I'm going to set up the meeting room." Bellatrix's excited voice sounded sharply. Even shortly after the baby was born, the witch did not become more rounded, motherhood did not relieve her. The crazy color in the eyes,
"Bella, some people don't need to have a place anymore." Voldemort followed Bella's tone and tilted his head slightly to the side. The Vicner's eye bulged in his eye socket and stared at Bellatree. X, the spider-web-like black veins surrounding his eye sockets make his face look even more terrifying, "Lucius once again brings us good news, those pure-blood families finally realize who is worthy of allegiance. "
　　 "Yes, the master always knows things like a god." Bella rushed out excitedly and enthusiastically. The hem of Voldemort's robe rolled, and he walked outside the door, and Nagini was crawling beside him.
Suddenly, in an otherwise quiet room in the corridor, the cry of a baby sounded. Voldemort stopped and pushed open the door of Bellatrix’s room, his icy eyes fell on the unattended, lying baby. On the baby girl.
　　 "Ugly thing, why cry." Voldemort hissed lowly.
This is actually not ugly. The baby girl who inherited the beautiful appearance of Tom Riddle and her mother before entering Azkaban stopped crying. Her pure blue eyes under her silver-blue hair looked towards Voldemort who appeared in her sight. , Showing a toothless cute smile.
　　 Voldemort was slightly startled at such an unfamiliar expression, his snake face twisted suddenly, and Vecna's hand stretched out to draw the cradle closer.
"You should be terrified of your father..." Although his voice was very soft, it was full of chills, his scarlet eyes were ferocious, and his pale snake-like face was distorted in front of his daughter into a face of unprecedented horror. The ice-cold breath of the Death Eater was enough to make any Death Eater knelt down, and Voldemort let out a low, creepy howl from his throat.
Seeing all the changes in the master’s face, Nagini’s snake body quickly climbed upwards, climbing higher and higher, directly blocking Voldemort and the baby. Its body was as thick as a human’s big legs, completely blocking it. Nagini's eyes didn't blink without touching the child's face, his pupils were vertical, and he made a low, rapid hiss.
"Nagini, that will make you weak..." Voldemort followed, but he slowed down, his facial features no longer distorted, he caressed the giant snake carelessly with his slender fingers, his eyes still looking at the snake. Know the scared baby.
　　The giant snake dangled obediently and lowered itself, leaving the baby girl fully exposed to Voldemort's eyes again.
The baby girl's gaze did not leave Voldemort's body at all. When she just changed her face, her shallow brows frowned, seeming to be a little puzzled and scared, but after Voldemort's face returned to normal, she showed it to Voldemort again. Innocent and cute smile, apparently she thought Voldemort was just playing with herself.
"I hate you...little monster..." Voldemort slowly raised his chin, grunted at the baby indifferently, and then took Nagini out of the room and closed the door, ignoring the baby who was crying again inside. .
The dining room of this winery is already full of silent Death Eaters. Some people of status are sitting next to the well-decorated long dining table, while other commonly used furniture in the room has been randomly pushed to the wall. , Those black wizards of low status can only stand around.
The door of the meeting room opened automatically to both sides with a heavy creaking sound. Voldemort’s leather boots stepped on the smooth marble tiles. The sound broke the silence in the meeting room. The Death Eaters stood up and bowed until Voldemort left. When they reached the top of the long table, they dared to sit down.
　　 The pupils in Voldemort's original eyes remained motionless, and the eye of Vecna, which made his face even more terrifying, slowly swept across the Death Eaters present, no one dared to look at him.
　　 "Dear Lucius." Voldemort asked Lucius first, "Tell others what you just notified me."
"Yes, the master... the pure-blooded families headed by the Bock family in the British magical world sent people to contact us. They recognized the authority of the master..." Lucius spoke slowly, but the pronunciation of every word was very clear. "They are now planning a larger-scale closure of business protests against the Harris family. I have already brought the resources that I promised to us before and promised to give us more support."
"Those humble bastards, selfish and hypocritical beasts..." Bellatrix grinned, "It's just that those stupid people blindly believe in Harris, and they can't see these under his aura. Now they're waiting for them to show up. Ya, these guys discovered the ambition of these greedy Germans."
　　 The people at the long table looked at Voldemort tremblingly, seeing that he hadn't reacted to Bella's scolding, one by one he echoed the harshest words he knew of Harris.
"What kind of asylum country is the son trying to use, in an attempt to use us to help them deal with their hostile forces..." Voldemort's Vicner's hand suddenly closed, and there was a crack in the room, a stone sculpture His head was squeezed into powder by invisible power, "Lucius, only those pure blood in Britain are not enough, Harris is now provoke enemies everywhere, you go to contact them, contact those fairies, contact those non-Harris asylum countries, Tell them, let them support your master...Just wait for Rudolphs to dig things up, and the floating city will be ours."
Lucius bowed his head respectfully, and handed a dark green pocket embroidered with peacocks around his waist to Voldemort with both hands respectfully: "Master, this is the first batch of supplies they provided, mainly Jin Jialong. …"
Voldemort moved the fingers of his Vecna's hand, moved the pocket that had been subjected to the Non-marking Stretching Curse into his hand and tied it to his waist. After possessing two Vecna ​​artifacts, he Obviously I feel that my strength has been enhanced a lot under the blessing of this suit, and from it he has also mastered more dark knowledge that he has never understood before-but after the previous and the captain of Allen and the energy of being locked in a snow bottle~www .EbookFREE.me~ Let the arrogant him clearly realize that he is not the opponent of the opponent, but the additional increase brought by equipping two Vecna ​​artifacts at the same time makes Voldemort very confident that he only needs to collect the third one, and then Combining other forces will give him the capital to stand on the same position as the opponent once again.
The sound of hurried footsteps sounded from the door, and several dark wizards walked in with their heads down, interrupting the conversation in the hall. One of them seemed to be taking the lead in and bowed deeply to Voldemort. He had a German accent. "Master, we have news... from Master Grigovich..." He paused, almost begging, "We are a step late...There is no way to get him back, just a few days ago , Master Grigovic returned to England under the of Dumbledore, and then he went to Floating City..."
　　 Voldemort's wide-eyed Vecna's eye suddenly released a continuous red blood vessel-like ray, which rushed towards the team leader with great speed.
This small boss of a local wizarding crime group begging for mercy still stayed on his face, and was instantly wrapped in layers of red silk thread into a red cocoon, and then "boom" broke apart, but it was not ushered after the break. Rebirth, but death, eventually scattered into a gray dregs.
"We have found out the whereabouts of the magic wand!!! Master is forgiving!!!" The captain's subordinates were frightened, but at this time they wisely understood that they should first talk about the effect achieved instead of explaining the reason for the failure. "We Infiltrated Master Grigovich's house! Collected some information... and knew where that thing was."