Chapter 485: Voldemort's anger

Just as Ryan had successfully returned to their manor, a shadow in a black robe appeared at the place where they had just battled the Death Eaters. The black shadow looked around and pulled out his wand to release several magics, trying to go back to what had just happened here, but all efforts failed, and only a white light curtain appeared in front of him.
After many failed attempts, the man in black robe had no choice but to put away his wand and moved away from the street. Then suddenly appeared from the void and appeared on another street. This street seems to be in the wild, only the distant town has dotted street lights. He walked a few steps, walked over a short bush and then reached a wrought iron gate, and then passed directly through the iron gate like mist.
Go down the stone-paved path all the way to the end. The path ends with a humble red brick building. The glass of the windows shone slightly under the starlight. After the black robe walked up the stone steps, the door opened automatically.
Under the dim light, it can be seen that the entrance hall is not large, but it is very gorgeously decorated. The corners and roofs are gilded with plaster sculptures. When the black robe walked on the green marble floor across the corridor, the pale portraits on the walls followed him with eyes. Then he stopped in front of an oak gate, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he finally made up his mind to twist the bronze door handle and pushed the door open.
The atmosphere in the living room is very depressing, just like a thick dark cloud covering the room. Even if the flame in the marble fireplace is very strong, people sitting by the long table in the living room feel like they are in an ice cellar. The source of air-conditioning comes from Voldemort, who has no hair and nose, and pale skin like red snake eyes.
"--You are all rice bins, traitors, you suddenly have no enemies to be able to give an early warning. Are you not claiming that all secrets can be obtained? Why are you now silent?" After hissing and scolding, Voldemort turned to look at the newly arrived black robe.
"Lookwood, I hope you bring good news--" Voldemort said to the black robe in a cold tone.
"Sorry, Master." The black robe immediately knelt down. "I swear I have tried my best, but there is a magical cover in that place that I have never seen before, I ... I ... ah ..."
Look at Lukewood, who was desperately twisted and screamed like a fish ashore on the floor after being hit by Voldemort with a heart drill. Everyone in the room lowered his head. Everyone tried to shrink themselves smaller and less conspicuous. In the wail, the Death Eaters felt that two minutes was as long as two days. Fortunately, Voldemort's punishment was finally over, leaving only Lukewood twitching uncontrollably on the marble floor.
"Okay, can any of you tell me where these new enemies come from?" Voldemort said while looking at the other people on the table. He found that these people could not wait to hide himself under the table. Direct roll call. "Every, you talk about it."
"I think this should be Dumbledore's trick, ah--" Avery was hit by Voldemort with a heart-shaped curse as soon as he fell off. He slid down from the marble-backed chair and twitched on the ground like Lukewood had. With.
"I don't want to hear such obscure remarks. Everyone here knows that this kind of murderous, non-blinking style is definitely not something that Dumbledore's old guy and his weak followers can do." Voldemort collected With a wand he said angrily, "Think about it, how many people have we sacrificed since we got back together? Batty Crouch Jr., Wormtail, Antonin Dolohov, Brother Carlo, Walton McNeil, Selwyn, Crabbe and Goyle. In addition there are five foreigners who fled to us and two dirty werewolves. "
Speaking of this, Voldemort's pale face was slightly black under his skin, and he growled loudly: "In just one year, we have 14 dead people, plus the words of the two werewolves, there are 16, which has not Counting the almost annihilated European giants. I think we did n’t die so many people in such a short time in the last war. "
"We never found the bodies of most of them, they might just be missing." Traverses defended in a quick tone, and Voldemort turned to stare at his eyes until he was scared to slip off the chair and kiss himself Up to the feet of the robe.
"Travers, if you are so stupid again, then I might need to consider withdrawing my trust in you. The information Bella brings is very clear, now there are a group of enemies that we do n’t understand at all, and we I didn't know anything before. Isn't this your negligence? "
"For a long time, many of our oldest families have degenerated in easy life." Voldemort went on to say that Bellatrix, who was empty under the skirt, held his breath and stared at him earnestly. "You have to trim the branches and leaves to keep it healthy, don't you? Cut off the parts that threaten the overall health, and make these old and stale parts full of vitality ..."
Most of the people on the table shrunk their necks like quails, trying to avoid Voldemort's glances. Only Bella, who now has limited mobility, looked at Voldemort with a fanatical look and said, "As long as you give orders, I will do my best."
"I don't want such an opportunity." Voldemort glanced at the people sitting at the table, and everybody who caught his eye swept involuntarily. "But if they are still as incompetent as I am now, I may need to waste some precious wizard blood, leaving only those who are genuine and pure wizards ..."
Voldemort lifted a wand he didn't know where to get it and waved it in the air, showing the faces of the three girls above. Voldemort was taken aback when he read from Bella's memory that the girl who fought her looked, and her whole body shivered. Because he remembered that his resurrection was due to the involvement of this person, which resulted in failure to do his utmost. Finally, he could only spend a lot of energy and resources to solve the hidden dangers on the body, and at the same time endured the physical and soul for so long Torture.
"You need to find them now and kill them. Otherwise-" Voldemort said here and reached out his hand without wand and touched Nagini's nose. "I don't want to give my Nagini food."
The Death Eaters quickly expressed their loyalty to their master, but Voldemort only looked at them and began to remake two new legs for Bella, but something that made him more upset happened because he did n’t engage in anything at all. Knowing that Bella's waist was lost by magic, of course, there is no way to help Bella make another silver waist.
While Voldemort was fidgeting about this matter, Ryan and they sat in the living room of the manor drinking tea and discussed this issue.
"You said that Gil's curse attack needs to meet three conditions: time is night ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the target is female and fogging, then why does this kind of magic launch require such complicated conditions? I am not big about curse Understand, can you tell me something? "Hermione said, looking at Rose Crystal with her eyes hungry for knowledge.
"This is it." Rose Crystal stood up from the sofa. "Now that you have come into contact with the rules now, you should understand that Gil ’s attack relied on the power of the rules. After satisfying the prerequisites for the launch of the curse, Gil can use the influence of his peers in this world to influence part of the belief The power of the world reproduces the tragedy created by Jack the Ripper. "
"For example?" Lane asked.
"Theoretically, this curse attack can dig up all the internal organs of the attacked target. But Bella, as a wizard with black magic proficiency, is much more resistant to curses than normal people, so only her waist is removed in the end. . Because of this, Jill still felt a little unhappy. Because she felt it was a pity that she came to work for me for the first time without a perfect victory. "
"This is already very powerful." Hermione admired from the heart, as Hermione, who had dealt with Bella, was able to withstand the attack of Bella head-on and could cause serious injuries to her. Gil was more powerful than she expected. More. At least she now chooses to dodge and counterattack when facing Bella's attack.
After, everyone started to discuss the curse and the rules again, and didn't return to the room for rest until the clock struck at 12 midnight.
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