Chapter 279: Borrowing a Knife to Kill

Suddenly hearing Dumbledore's name, the corners of Voldemort's eyes raised upwards, like a provoked King Cobra, with a fierce red light pulsing like thunder, "Just now, you said -" His sharp voice rose and fell. , indicating that he was not in a calm mood at the moment, "He looks like - Dumbledore?"

"Hahaha..." Voldemort's ferocious face was laughing wildly, and his red eyes became hollow and cold, as if he was possessed by a demon. "You actually said he looks like Dumbledore!" He held the wand. His hands didn't even move, but the magic power he released caused a violent howl of wind to roll up around the cemetery, so that all the Death Eaters had to stretch out their hands to tighten their cloaks in order to stabilize themselves.

"Master, please listen to my explanation -" Selwyn took a step forward and said respectfully: "The Nott family and the Carlo family are not ordinary families. Even among the Holy 28 pure-blood families, they belong to the first echelon. He is not afraid to say something that offends people, and he is at least one step ahead of the Everly family and the Foley family..."

"For a family like this... you can suppress him, attack him, or even eliminate him after paying a certain price... But if you want to turn them into enemies and make them change their alliances when they were originally hostile, To turn to yourself and become a loyal and solid ally - this requires quite powerful means..."

After all, Voldemort couldn't help but raised his hand, and Selwyn's whole body flew out horizontally and fell hard to the ground three feet away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He fully understood what Selwyn meant, and he also knew that what Selwyn said was actually correct, but the truth was often the most hurtful.

Voldemort knew his own character and methods. He liked to rule and discipline his subordinates with majesty and terror, and bound people's hearts with interests. He would kill all those who refused to obey his discipline, were unwilling to submit to him, or even took the initiative to resist him. Want to make your enemies turn into friends and become attached to you? He had to admit that he really couldn't do it——

In this regard, only the old man with a white beard who talks about love and forgiveness every day has the willingness and ability to influence his enemies.

Selwyn's words superficially meant that the Malfoy boy had a personality that was not inferior to Dumbledore's, but it also implied that he was inferior to Dumbledore in this regard.

That's why he couldn't control himself and knocked Selwyn away. From this point of view, although he has tried his best to maintain his sanity, the magic of Horcrux still inevitably affects his temperament and makes him irritable and irritable.

"Interesting... it's so interesting..." After hitting Selwyn like this, Voldemort's anger slowly faded away, and his tone returned to its previous coldness. He pretended to be indifferent and said softly: "It seems that Malfoy After all, my family is not the same as me..."

Selwyn, Foley, and Yaxley exchanged vague glances, and they knew——

This move was a plan to sow discord and kill someone with a borrowed knife!

Judging from the changes in Voldemort's demeanor and tone, it was not difficult for them to guess that Voldemort had been persuaded by them and had given up the idea of ​​recruiting the Malfoy family. Voldemort's behavior had always been very simple, as long as it was not him Under his command, that is equivalent to his enemy - from this, it is not difficult to guess Voldemort's next countermeasures against the Malfoy family -

Cut off the roots!

It seems that the name Dumbledore is indeed Voldemort's inner demon.

Voldemort no longer looked at the empty space belonging to Lucius, but continued to step forward.

Voldemort took two steps, stopped, and looked at the gap between Malfoy and the person next to him—the gap was big enough for two people to stand.

"The Lestranges should be standing here," Voldemort said softly, "but they were captured and put into Azkaban. They are loyal. They would rather go to Azkaban than abandon me... When A When Zkaban is breached, the Lestranges will receive a reward they never dreamed of. The Dementors will join us... They are our natural allies... We will bring back the banished giants... I will reclaim them. All my loyal servants, once again have a group of magical animals that everyone fears..."

Selwyn struggled to stand up, bent down slightly, and said respectfully: "My master, the werewolves who defected to me from the Rohr family will also serve you."

"Very good... very good..." Voldemort pointed his wand at Selwyn, and a blood-red mist floated out from the end of the wand and absorbed into Selwyn's body through Selwyn's robes. Erwin suddenly felt that the injury he had just suffered had healed instantly, and his magic power had increased a lot. He was overjoyed and said loudly: "Thank you, Master...thank you for your great reward..."

Voldemort ignored Selwyn and continued walking, passing by some Death Eaters without saying a word and stopping in front of others.

"McNeil... Wormtail told me that you are destroying dangerous beasts for the Ministry of Magic? There will be something better for you to destroy soon, MacNeil, and Voldemort will provide it..."

"Thank you, Master...thank you." McNeil murmured.

Next, he walked up to Peter Pettigrew and made a silver-white prosthetic hand for the latter, making Peter Pettigrew kiss his robe with tears of gratitude.

Finally, he reached the largest opening and looked at it with blank red eyes, as if someone were standing there.

"There are six less Death Eaters here...three died for me, and one didn't have the guts to come back...he will pay the price. The other one, I think, left me forever...of course he will be executed... And one who remains my most loyal servant has returned to my service."

There was a small commotion among the Death Eaters, and Harry saw the masked men secretly exchanging glances.

"He is at Hogwarts, my loyal servant. Thanks to his efforts, our little friend will be here tonight..."

The eyes of a circle of people all turned to Harry. "Yes," Voldemort's lipless mouth twisted into a smile, "Harry Potter is making a grand appearance at my Regeneration Party. We might even call him my special guest."

Then, Voldemort began his long story about how he painstakingly planned and carefully planned the resurrection process, and proudly told the Death Eaters: This boy is no longer his nemesis, and he has obtained Harry Potter. The protective magic from her mother flows in her blood, and she is no longer afraid of touching him...

He put his fingers on Harry's forehead and smiled as he watched Harry grit his teeth in pain.

"Tear out the bones!" Voldemort suddenly shouted coldly.

Harry screamed in pain, shaking his head, hands and feet wildly, and his screams gradually became weak. When the torture was over, he hung limply on the rope, breathing heavily.

"Next, I will completely eliminate the misunderstanding in everyone's mind." Voldemort said, "Now, in front of you, there is no Dumbledore to protect him, and no mother to make sacrifices for him. I will give him the same My chance to duel."

"Put him down, Wormtail, and give him his wand."

Revised yesterday's chapter, added 400 words, and gave the abandoned member of the Foley family a name, Claude Foley.