Vol 2 Chapter 439: Night in Gochuk Valley (1)

Fanlin was a little nervous, and Voldemort obviously couldn't look at it with the eyes of a normal wizard.
Voldemort's impression of Fanlin has always been cold and brutal. Those who are proficient in the Avadasuo Mantra and do not control it will easily be overwhelmed by the negative effects of the spell.
However, with Voldemort's belief and strength, it is naturally not only the unforgivable curse that can decide where it is.
Maybe it is congenital, maybe it is acquired.
The Unforgivable Curse Fanlin had also used it, but it didn't have any special effects.
In short, Fan Lin couldn't help but hang up.
Professor Snape's situation is undoubtedly very dangerous, Voldemort is not a leader like Fudge.
"I think, you are too worried." The priest said slowly.
"It's just some worry, after all, he is terrible." Fanlin said, and his anxiety was quickly calmed down by him.
"It's really strong, at least, after leaving Greece, I'm not his opponent at all." The priest said that the power of Voldemort can be easily concluded through Dumbledore.
"But as you said, this is in Greece." Fanlin said that this is impossible. No one will fight on the enemy's home court. This is not the Muggle world, unless you are strong enough.
"Yes, this is in Greece. I haven't left for a long time." The priest said, as he walked forward, the two came to a house, which was not Harry's house.
Fanlin didn't quite understand what the sacrifice was going to show him. For Fanlin, everything about Harry was no secret.
The conversation in the distance continued.
Voldemort's patience was limited, he kept beating his wand.
"What on earth are you trying to say, Severus, if it's something to celebrate, I really want to hear it."
"My master." Snape hesitated, his tone was very respectful, "I don't think there is anything to celebrate. Nothing can stop you, my master."
"It's the first time I've heard this, Severus." Voldemort said, his hand paused, and he turned his head to look at Snape with interest.
In fact, bringing a child to deal with two wizards of Auror level shouldn't have been done by the Dark Lord. If it hadn't been for that prediction, Voldemort wouldn't even bother to take care of it.
He is about to succeed.
The whole of Britain is basically under his control. Dumbledore is no longer able to do it, and like his Order of the Phoenix, it has reached the point of exhaustion.
"Say, what do you want, Severus, your master won't be stingy with rewards, even if there are some discords, but it has no effect." Voldemort said, he looked very happy.
"What Wormtail said is true. Lily and James Potter are hiding here. He dare not lie to me. People like him are not qualified..." Voldemort said, "but I don't mind. Give him some rewards, even if I have already given some, but what he has contributed, it makes me feel very...pleasant."
Voldemort said, his body is like a boneless snake. This is the result of Voldemort's transformation, but this is far from normal after Voldemort's resurrection. It can be said that the transformation is not complete.
"My master, as your most loyal servant, these words are a bit out of place now..."
"Then don't talk about it, Severus, you know, it's easy to make some accidents."
"My...my master..." Fanlin saw a cold sweat on Professor Snape's forehead.
"You know, I think about it 100% for you. I don't dare to complain about the master's decision..."
"But you still want to say, don't you." Voldemort looked at Snape dangerously, his wand was lightly picked, and Snape's robe was exposed.
"Forgive me, great Dark Lord, your servant just wants to ask you some mercy."
"Pity..." Voldemort looked at Snape. "You know, this word shouldn't be in your mouth."
"My master, I mean..."
"Severus, my patience is limited. If you are talking about useless nonsense... you are strange today..."
"I want to pray to the master for a person's life. This is just a trivial matter for the master. I am willing to give all my gifts and gifts..."
"Severus, you have to understand that the gift is not yours, but I decide." Voldemort said slowly, and he fixed the wand in his hand with his thumb.
"Everything about me, master, everything," Severus said, and he lowered his head deeply.
Voldemort is not particularly tall, but he can always overlook some people, even many people.
"From the day you became a Death Eater~EbookFREE.me~ your life does not belong to you." Voldemort said.
Snape's mouth trembled slightly, and he had nothing to offer or exchange.
"However, I don't mind satisfying the selfishness of some of my loyal servants. After all, during this time, your role is beyond imagination."
"Thank you, my master." Snape buried himself lower, exactly like Peter Pettigrew.
"Put away your poor posture," Voldemort said. "You should sing praises to me, not here again."
"Yes, my master." Severus said.
"Lily, are you right," Voldemort said, and he fixed his eyes on Snape's angular face.
"You know everything, master."
"It's sad, I thought you had abandoned everything." Voldemort said, and he made a chuckle, as if he was teasing.
All people are under his control, and Voldemort is extremely confident about this.
"I can promise you not to kill Lily, but... you should know what to do, that mudblood."
"I will restrain him, there are many such spells in black magic."
Voldemort looked at Snape, his expression could not reveal any information to Snape.
"Wait for me here, Severus, I want to go in alone, I don't think you want to appear in front of their... family... at this moment!"
Voldemort seemed to point, but for Snape, as long as Lily was not dead, Snape could accept it.
No matter what it is, even if Voldemort will give him an Avada Spell in the next second, although he doesn't believe in Voldemort, no one can resist the Dark Lord at all, nor does Dumbledore. can.