Vol 2 Chapter 1215:

　　 "Yes... Burbic teaches the kids about Muggles... how Muggles are different from us..."
　　 A Death Eater patted the table hard, as if listening to a funny joke.
　　 Muggle, wizard?
　　 How to look at the two is not very good.
Charlie Burbitch's face turned to Snape's direction again. She looked very painful. Under Voldemort's curse, few people could hold on not to say anything, even...Dumbledore ...
　　 "Severus...please...please..." There were two long tears on Burbich's face. She looked extremely painful, and her face was even a little distorted.
"Quiet!" Voldemort said, shaking Malfoy's wand again, and Charley suddenly became speechless as if it was jammed. "Professor Burbitch is not satisfied with corrupting and contaminating children with magical talents. She also published an enthusiastic article in the Daily Prophet last week in defense of Mudbloods. She said that wizards must accept the knowledge and magic of those thieves. Professor Burbich also believes that the reduction of pure-bloods is a cause for concern. Satisfied...she wants us to find Muggle mates...or, of course, werewolves..."
　　 No one laughed anymore this time, and Voldemort's voice was filled with unquestionable anger and contempt.
　　The disagreement of ideas is intolerable.
It must be admitted that Professor Burbich is a warrior. As a professor at Hogwarts, he and Voldemort are born with a confrontational relationship, and in the eyes of Dumbledore’s death, some people are indeed needed to inspire people. Even if this choice is not so wise, Professor Burbitch is not at Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic is not safe, and she does not even have the ability to protect herself.
　　 Charlie Burbitch's face turned to Snape again, her tears welled up again, flowing into her hair. When she turned away again, Snape stared at her back indifferently, as if the Muggles were walking through the market, it felt like they were carefully selecting the lambs and then killed them with one blow.
"So, Severus, do you want to greet our guests personally?" Voldemort asked leisurely, "Or, Draco? You are our hero. Of course, I reward your father to you. However, I think this is far from enough. There is such a very interesting thing right now."
　　 "I..." Malfoy raised his head in a panic, and quickly moved away as soon as his eyes touched Voldemort.
　　 "Draco..." Narcissa gave out an inaudible shock.
　　 It seems that no one has heard the same, no one cares about Narcissa.
　　 "I...I don't..."
　　 "Nothing?" Voldemort patted Malfoy on the shoulder kindly.
　　 "It looks like you missed this opportunity, Draco, so much that I had to rethink what kind of rewards I would give you."
　　 Draco raised his head in horror. He was frightened by Voldemort. It happened that at the moment his eyes widened, Malfoy could guarantee that this was definitely a scene he would never forget.
"Avada Kedavra!"
　　 That green light illuminates every corner of the room. Charley fell down and fell heavily on the table below, which creaked. Several Death Eaters sat back in their chairs and Draco collapsed on the floor.
　　 "It looks like we can enjoy our dinner, but before that, I think I need someone to take care of the clutter on the table."
　　 "Tafer, you should be good at this, right?"
　　 "Of course, my respectable Dark Lord!" Tafer stood up a little restrained, but it can be seen that there is a clear disgust in the wine-red pupils.
　　This Charlie Burbitch is not on Tafer's eating list.
"ASAP!"
　　 "Yes!" Tafer frowned slightly, and as soon as he raised his hand, a few light red silk threads shot out from her fingertips and wound around the body of Charlie Burbich.
　　 is like encountering some strong corrosive substance.
　　 Visible to the naked eye, Charlie Burbitch's body rapidly aged and melted away, and gradually, only a skeleton wrapped in a complete skin was left.
"This……"
　　 "Draco..."
　　 Hearing what his mother said, Malfoy tried to control himself not to call out.
　　 "It's a pity that Fenrir Greyback's dog is not there, otherwise, there will be a place to deal with these bones."
　　 "Interesting argument." Voldemort said, it was like turning on a switch for everyone's smile. Everyone began to laugh wildly, except Bellatrix's face was not pretty.
　　 Anyway, Tonks is her relative, her niece, and now his niece is married to a werewolf?
　　 This is definitely a shame to the Malfoy family and the Black family.
　　 "So, Fenrir has stayed at Hogwarts forever, right?"
"Yes!" Ackles said respectfully, "According to the news from the Ministry of Magic, brothers and sisters Aleak, as well as the werewolf Fenrir Greyback and several of them have died in Hogwarts. Fenrir's body was found on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Allais were at the school gate. These were all made by one person, and they all had different heads."
　　 "Who did it?"
　　 "Fanlin El, that friend of Harry Potter, it is reported that Fanlin El has taken over the defense of Hogwarts and..."
　　 "And what?"
　　"The commanding authority of the Order of the Phoenix~EbookFREE.me~Ackles said truthfully, "The probability is like this. "
　　 "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​no longer there. They need an underage kid to take over the command of the Order?" a Death Eater asked.
　　 Voldemort did not speak, obviously, this is what he wanted to ask.
"Return to the Dark Lord, this Fanlin El is not easy, even if he can hurt me and Severus at the same time, and also kill brother and sister Allais, this is more... Everyone is much stronger."
　　 "Then, he must be... it must be a sneak attack!" a thin Death Eater said tremblingly.
　　 Hearing Fanlin's name, Wormtail under the table shuddered.
　　It was this boy who subdued him with a magic wand and even grabbed him back.
　　 "Oh, then, besides Harry Potter, we will have a poor blocker."
　　 "Under your power, I believe this won't be a problem, Lord Dark Lord..." Tafer smiled sweetly, which made Bellatrix feel uncomfortable.
　　 "We can't despise any enemy." Voldemort said lightly, "not to mention that Dumbledore selected it. Isn't it more exciting?"
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